Longmen Memoirs

Mostima's Longmen words are correct. This is the only thing about the profession of natural disaster messenger that makes Chen Mo envious. They understand the languages ​​​​of many countries. This is a basic skill. Unlike Chen Mo, when he traveled through Leitania, he Basically half illiterate and mute.

Chen Mo feels that he is versatile. At least as a mercenary, he also masters three languages, Longmen, Colombia, and Sakaz. These three languages ​​​​are enough to cope with the experiences of most countries. In this land, leaving the border is a challenge for ordinary people. It is not an easy thing for people. Most people may never leave their hometown and the mobile city where they live. Wild animals are rampant and unsafe wilderness, as well as natural disasters that may come at any time and inconvenient traffic. Restrict the development of this travel industry.

This land does have the customs and customs of many countries and the scenery hidden in various places, but for people, if they want to see these with their own eyes, strength, influence and financial resources are necessary prerequisites.

The professions of bounty hunter and mercenary seem free and cool in the eyes of ordinary people and young people, but more often than not, they are the corpses buried under the wasteland and the dead souls killed by bandits.

There is not only a gap between infected people and ordinary people, but also a serious gap between people. The three, six, nine, etc. seem to be the most common thing in this semi-feudal land.

Ordinary does not mean weak, but weak must be ordinary.

And in Mastima's eyes, what kind of person is this snake whom he first met not long ago?

Strange, ordinary but with many secrets.

From beginning to end, she remembered the caution with which Emperor Longmen asked her if she was willing to accept this commission. In fact, she could tell from the emperor's emotion that this commission was unusual.

But she still chose to accept it. She had the right to refuse, but she was also full of curiosity about this commission.

Curiosity is part of human nature.

As for the snake that had just come out of Kazdaele, his behavior was no different. Apart from the fact that he couldn't speak Syracuse, he couldn't speak Letanian, and he seemed to be a bit stingy. Surprisingly, is a very talkative person.

Mostima didn't get much information about snakes. As for the cooperation with World Tree and the abnormal movement of Longmen, they were just the results of deducing from the emperor's words.

Snake didn't hide anything. Rather, his perfunctory behavior was more like acquiescence and warning.

This is a very measured person. If we don’t interact deeply, he is a rare and ideal companion. Especially since he has many stories that people have heard and heard, and the words he occasionally speaks are full of what he has experienced with Mostema. The completely different information in it seems to be a bit like the Lateran teachings, and a bit like the Yan Kingdom, but it seems specious.

He may have been to many places, or he may have lived a wandering life, otherwise he would not be able to pick up any topic. He appears to be very easy-going, but he cannot hide the coldness and indifference hidden beneath the easy-going. .

What Mostima could confirm was that if he really had any intention, the seemingly friendly man next to him would probably take his life without hesitation.

He would not care about the relationship that the two of them had rarely cultivated in the past few days, nor would he show any mercy when he struck. When passing through the refugee flow and being stopped at a gathering point where bandits attacked, his thoughts were surprisingly consistent with his own. .

"You are the employer, how come you decide?" If he was willing to take action, Mostima would certainly take action.

"Never mind."

He said this as if he had no intention of seeing injustice on the road.

!#[& He is a person who is very suitable to survive in this world, Mastema thinks so. People like him will not simply die wherever they go.

But he is also a complicated person. The complexity comes from his unclear connection with Kazdaele, from the abnormality of the emperor this time, and also from his purpose of going to Victoria.

Mostima has a set of seemingly rigorous travel manuals for food, water and fuel that need to be prepared at each resting point. If she had not traveled through Letania to Victoria, Chen Mo thought she might choose to make more trips around this country. Tao for a while.

Call her a natural disaster messenger, but in fact the natural disaster messenger is her side job. It is unstructured, unrestrained, free and comfortable. This is the life of Mastima. She will always live on the road and will never stay for a long time.

She has no fixed abode, but is at home all over the world. She occasionally returns to Penguin Logistics in Longmen to rest and recuperate, but there is no real home for her on this land.

She is an expelled Satako, and her free and easy attitude towards life is enviable, but at the same time, it is a bit sad.

Miss Mostima is a person who is not difficult to get in touch with. It is rare that she can only get in touch with her.

Do some people really like to stay away from home all their lives?

Keep secrets that only you know all your life until you die alone.

Chen Mo thought that if she died, she would probably find a place with beautiful scenery. She should know a lot about this kind of place. Or maybe she would complete her secret that only she knew, and then kill everyone.

That's what she is, a traveler who doesn't seem to be alone.

"I have to admit, you are indeed a very interesting person, Snake. Even among the countless people I have seen and observed, your level of interestingness is one of the best."

She said this without hiding her regrets when they parted.

"Should I say I'm honored?" Chen Mo asked.

"Ha, it's a pity that our destinations are different, otherwise I would be happy to accompany you for a while longer."

"That's really a pity."

Rutlanders are quite fond of desserts. A qualified Rutlander must learn to make at least twenty kinds of desserts. Of course, this rumor may be a bit exaggerated, but it all shows that Rutlanders really like this kind of thing.

Chen Mo felt that being a dentist in Rutland would be very profitable.

"Do you messengers have any special way of saying goodbye?"

"What are you looking forward to?" She stood in front of the car and asked with a smile, just like when Chen Mo saw her for the first time: "But I can recommend you some Londinium delicacies, although there are not many in this country. Eatable food."

"That's not necessary."

"Messengers usually don't pay attention to the outcome of the battle. As long as they are alive, they are victorious." She said suddenly, as if she had guessed something.

Chen Mo paused.

He waved his hand.

"Lend your auspicious words."

He and Mostima were not friends, perhaps neither of them could say for sure, but what was certain was that they undoubtedly got along very well.

In a sense, they are similar people.

Similarity seems to have somewhere to go in this land, but in fact it has no fixed place. Similarity hides some secrets that only he can know.

But unlike Mostima, who was free and unfettered, Chen Mo was willing to enter the cage called Sakaz, a Longmen person...a specious Longmen person.

Mostima watched the man named Snake walk away, just like when he came, gradually becoming clearer and then disappearing, becoming a few words in her travel diary and a fragment in her life.

And who will he become?

In the once glorious city of Londinium, who was quietly waiting for his arrival.

Chapter 28 Good and evil gradually fade away

Central Kazdaele.

Kuogu Battlefield/Weather: Light rain

After the Western Conference, war officially broke out in the land called Kazdaele. The war was more intense and thorough than before, devouring everyone who got involved, and attracting everyone's attention to this war.

Humans are not a race that inherently advocates violence, but there are factors of violence hidden within the human body.

The light rain washed away the entire annihilated land that was soaked in blood. There were lifeless corpses and broken limbs everywhere. The smell that poured into the tip of his nose was mixed with thick blood and gunpowder smoke. He opened his mouth with difficulty, greedily absorbing the fallen of rain.

My body has lost consciousness, and my consciousness is gradually fading away. I can't feel the pain, but I can clearly hear my gradually weakening heartbeat.

He knew he might be dying.

In fact, death is not terrible. What is terrible is knowing that death is approaching but being unable to wait for it.

Someone's figure walked through the battlefield filled with corpses, stepping through the bloody mud. The figure covered the gloomy sky above his head. In his blurred vision, he couldn't see who it was.

But the strong desire to live made his fingers tremble slightly. He wanted to raise his hand to grab something, but he couldn't even raise his hand.

"Mon3tr alerts the surrounding areas."

He heard the order from the visitor, and his originally scattered consciousness regrouped at this moment. Through his shrinking pupils, he slowly saw the visitor's appearance clearly.

Kelsey reached out and opened her hood, letting the scattered rain fall on her body.

"You...you are..."

"You're about to die."

"Help...please...me..."

"I'm not here to save you." Kelsey held the palm he wanted to raise: "From the moment you decided to embark on this war, you should have expected that today would happen."

"...I...want to survive..."

Kelsey fell silent. She opened the bag tied around her waist and took out an injection. After a brief hesitation, the injection slowly penetrated the wrist of the person in front of her.

Dark red liquid is injected.

Kelsey put down her hand and took a few steps back. The person in front of her was not dead yet.

His body began to twist rapidly a few seconds after the liquid was injected. Dark red lines continued to light up along the traces of blood vessels. The tactical vest on his body could not withstand the pressure and tore.

He wailed in pain, and Kelsey watched the changes in front of him with cold eyes, until more than ten seconds later, the monster in front of him was covered with irregular black scales.

He stood up staggeringly, with blood and torn clothes remaining on his body. If he could still be counted as a person, there was no clarity in those dark red eyes, only the violence of pure beasts. The monster stared at Kai Erxi's direction seemed to reveal the only living thing present.

He roared, crawled on the ground and rushed towards Kelsey, his sharp claws and huge fang-filled mouth about to bite down.

Kelsey didn't panic at all.

Sure enough, it still doesn’t work?She sighed.

"mon3tr!"

The monster's body was stiff in the air, and his torso was pierced by sharp black points. The black shadow named mon3tr pinned the monster to the ground with its sharp claws and penetrated the ferocious head.

The monster curled up, and its roar suddenly stopped. After finally calming down, it seemed as if with the passing of life, his body also began to wither, and its scales gradually faded away. Black dust dispersed from the monster's body little by little, and finally exploded like broken crystals. Collapse and turn into dust.

Kelsey didn't pay attention to this scene that she had become accustomed to. She looked up at the hazy sky, as if waiting for something.

"You have crossed the line, Theresia's follower."

A voice suddenly sounded, breaking the silence in the rain.

A figure in a raincoat slowly appeared behind Kelsey.

"That outfit...how long have you been following me, Sin Absolver."

"Ever since Babel decided to get involved in this war, we have been investigating Babel's movements, especially you and that person. During this time, your whereabouts began to become erratic."

"So Tracy is afraid of something in the Tower of Babel [$

"I don't think so. Our mission is to maintain the continuation of the entire Sakaz and Kazdaele. We also respect that Highness, but she chose to give up her power and associate with the outside world." The Pardoner calmly said Said: "Her ideas are not suitable for the current Kazdaele and Sakaz."

"It's just that in your opinion, you chose to be in Tracys' camp."

"We stand on the mission of continuing the Sakaz ethnic group, and we don't care whose camp it is." The Pardoner retorted: "Is what I saw today the instruction of His Highness or your own decision?"

"What's the difference to you? Or do you think I can't even see your little drama?" Kelsey said coldly: "No need to continue testing, it seems that the long time has made it happen for you. Weary, times are changing, and Kazdael's Pardoners and Guardians have inevitably become dusty and become short-sighted and stuck in their ways."

"The war of words is meaningless." The Pardoner said: "A group of people have chosen a stance, and a group of people have chosen neutrality. If the Tower of Babel believes that its ideas are correct, it should not just pay lip service."

The Absolver's hands folded under his poncho and he grasped his weapon.

"For many years, this war is still going on. Sarkaz has paid enough blood and death. We have waited for Theresia many times, but she has disappointed us time and time again. We respect her as Kazdaele Everything she has done, her achievements, her singing, and her authority as the Demon King, all Sakaz should remember her in their hearts."

The Pardoner said: "But Kazdaele can no longer wait for her to hesitate. It is meaningless to talk about these things now. Sarkaz needs someone to lead them on the next journey. If Theresia is not qualified for this responsibility, she should naturally Deliver to others.”

Kelsey sneered: "In the final analysis, it's just an excuse you found for yourself after you were scared and confused and couldn't find a way out. Entrusting Sakaz to one person, the differences within your Pardoner, if Trey If the Sith fail in this war, what do you think will happen to you?"

"The premise is that we are really wrong, and the results will provide answers. At that time, we will wait for the reckoning. As long as Sakaz can continue, we have nothing to ask for."

The Absolver silently drew his weapon.

Light rain continued to fall under the gloomy sky.

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Mostima returned to the car. She watched Chen Mo go away, and her eyes fell on the two black and white staffs behind her.

"It's just as you said, Lemuan, I've gained a lot from this trip. Sometimes intuition is really incredible." She said to herself.

"You also feel it, right? The secret hidden in the snake is a bit similar to the feeling I had when I met you."

"You said they are not the same kind... I think so. There is no way there is such a thing alive. After all, he does look like a human being." She said and chuckled: "... If Lemuan sees me The way I look now is making me laugh. She will definitely tease me about whether I have fallen in love with someone else. Ah, how is that possible? You know, I never care. Sometimes I am also curious about the changes in hundreds of years. How does it feel? No one except you can prove this."

"That's right...your sensibilities are not the same as ours." Mostima sighed, and then asked: "Will subtle emotions become meaningless?...I suddenly want to go back and see Xiaole, I don’t know if that child is still as playful as before, Lemuan will probably have a headache.”

"If I say this, will it make me seem to be nostalgic for the past?"

"Huh? I don't miss you very much. Even though we grew up together, just because we don't miss you doesn't mean we forget."

The car slowly left as she spoke.

If someone were sitting with her, they would probably think she was mentally disturbed, otherwise who would she be talking to in a car where she was alone.

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Destiny is such a wonderful thing. You never expect when or under what circumstances you will meet the person you want to find, but you haven't found it yet.

Within the Victoria Empire, the mobile city - Londinium.

Chen Mo followed the flow of people into the city and entered this huge mobile city. This is one of the few large cities in Victoria, and it is also the political center of Victoria. Victoria and Letania are both countries that export Ursus culture. The city's There are many ancient buildings with historical remnants preserved on the streets. They are old buildings left in the city in the early days of Londinium's establishment. Ancient things full of historical charm can be seen everywhere.

Unlike Gantry, Londinium is a city that has been finalized a long time ago. Its origin comes from the name of a certain city in the old times. Even hundreds of years have passed, and the famous buildings that were once in the above-ground city have all been replaced. Part of it was replicated and entered the city.

Chen Mo entered this city as a tourist from Colombia, but it may not be long before this tourist's identity becomes a real Londinium resident.