Longmen Memoirs

"...But this is not the reason for you to take risks, you are gambling!"

"We had to take a gamble because the situation forced us to leave the court."

"It's worth it, right? Doctor." Theresa suddenly interrupted the dispute between the two: "I understand the views of those congressmen, but Kazdaele can't wait any longer. This war will never happen again." If this continues, the divisions in Sakaz will become even more severe and we cannot wait any longer.”

She looked at Kelsey who was arguing with the doctor.

"I know your worries, Kelsey. Sakaz are sacrificing on the front line every day. People who are close to us and willing to believe in us are bleeding. They believe that we go back. If we just back down and abandon this Trust, I can’t do that.”

"But, Theresia, you..."

"The appearance of Theresia can overturn the situation in the industrial area."

The doctor's words completely shattered Kelsey's last argument.

They all knew what the words Theresia meant. Even mercenaries like W had heard of her story.

To Kazdaele, she is a living legend and belief.

So even if it’s just one [=

"I want to go." Theresa shook her head slightly: "I have seen our path clearly. Do you remember what we said, Kelsey, even if it is just a little bit, I hope we can leave that vision. If we get closer, you will still accompany me, right?"

Feilin was silent for a long time. For some reason, Theresia's gentle gaze made her feel unable to escape. No matter how good the reason was, she couldn't express it. She tried to refute, but she was speechless.

"You're always like this..." Kelsey lowered her gaze helplessly: "What are you going to do in the parliament?"

"PhD?"

"I will arrange it, but in order to reduce suspicion, you have to stay, Kelsey."

Feilin wanted to refute.

"This can ensure Theresia's concealment and safety."

"..."

"My safety is secondary. I am more worried about the researchers and children who came to Babel and stayed in Grai. But I believe in you, Doctor. As Amiya said, you can indeed bring safety to people." Feeling, the results achieved under your command are beyond doubt." She said, then looked at Kelsey: "Don't worry Kelsey, I know your doubts and worries, but have you forgotten, the doctor just said Mr. Chen Mo is also there. I heard Hedley mention his experiences in the industrial area. Maybe it’s time for me to go and have a look. If I stay here all the time, I can’t know the real appearance of Kazdaele and their people. Viewed.”

She put it down and stood up, turning her head to stare out the window at the deep night.

Except for the lack of any starlight, the night sky in Kazdaele is silent and peaceful, no different from other lands. However, the Sakaz living here suffer from hardship and displacement.

Theresia's figure was reflected on the glass, and she looked at herself in the reflection. The face inside the glass was gentle and beautiful.

"Doctor, Kelsey, the day when the war is won should not be far away, right?"

she asked softly, as if mumbling to herself.

That day, the king of Sarkaz took up his sword again.

She didn't hear the doctor's and Kelsey's answers.

But she actually already had the answer in her heart.

On the day she returned from Londinium, she thought Mr. Chen Mo would come to see her. She had many things to say to him and many questions she wanted to ask.

Just like in the tent in the camp, she suddenly appeared in Chen Mo's tent on a stormy night. It was drizzling outside and the light of the candle was weak and dim. The mercenary who accidentally rescued told her one story after another. It was an incredible story that he seemed to have seen with his own eyes. In those eyes, Theresia could not see the slightest trace of lies.

People who lie don't have that look in their eyes.

But Chen Mo didn't go to see her, or even say a word. She was inevitably a little disappointed, but in fact, he had already told her the answer.

A long time ago, so long ago when he first came to the Tower of Babel, but now, he has handed over his life to himself.

In this Kazdare war bet, everyone went crazy, and everyone bet everything they had.

It’s so heavy, Theresa thought suddenly.

She decided to raise her sword against her own kind.

She is determined to end this long-running war.

She was about to go to war again.

Her ideal seems to be fading away, but fortunately, there are people who will succeed her.

Chapter 8 The battle for change ([-]): The long dark night

Enter the industrial area that stretches for hundreds of miles.

Looking closely at the only remaining splendor of Kazdaele today, one can vaguely perceive the achievements and setbacks of the country's revival.

Chen Mo followed Hedley, seemingly accompanying him. The whole city was in turmoil. From time to time, heavily armed mercenaries and military police who maintained order could be seen on the streets, looking at everyone who appeared with vigilant eyes. Lingering for a long time on strangers on the street, especially those dressed as workers.

Investigations are inevitable, and Hedley naturally has a background. In fact, his way of dealing with these problems shows that he is quite skillful. Counting the "well-known figures" in the city, Hedley has many friends.

He is very experienced and is not unfamiliar with this. It would be better to say that he is accustomed to it.

"The Sakaz are very prejudiced and wary of outsiders. Because of the war and a certain period of history, they... most of us don't trust foreigners." Hedley explained aloud.

"Like me." Chen Mo said. He saw several children sneaking away from the corner of the street under the peripheral vision of the military police. They were holding something in their arms. Chen Mo looked away.

"This is normal, Hedley. In fact, I heard an idiom that describes what you said very well. It's called those who are not my kind, their hearts must be different."

"That was not what I meant."

"I know, but that's how most people see it anyway."

Chen Mo raised his head and glanced at the blast furnace in the distance. The whole city gave him the feeling of being desolate and lifeless. There was no trace of popularity. It seemed like a heavy burden. This prosperous industrial zone now seemed like a dying place. The dead dying giant.

"Foreigners occupy high positions and even control your life and death. They have done nothing, but they enjoy things that you cannot get, value and trust. Why? Why?" Chen Mo asked: "Of course they have reason to think so. Xenophobia, fear, suspicion, I understand your Sakaz history. Although I dare not tell you clearly, I know that you have suffered betrayal, your king, this war, and that period of darkness etched in history. The migration process makes you fearful, and the war makes you exhausted and gives up thinking."

Hedley couldn't help but stop. He wanted to say something, but Chen Mo patted him on the shoulder.

"I don't care what you think of me, whether you say I have ulterior motives or evil intentions, that's the fact. Not only me, but also Kelsey and the doctor who are beside His Highness."

Chen Mo took back his hand and smiled lightly in Hedley's eyes.

"To Sakaz, we are outsiders, but I don't care how you Sakaz look at me. I still have to do what I have to do, and those who deserve to die still have to die. It will not be because of their attitude towards me. When any change occurs, solutions can only be found when problems are discovered, and your Sakaz problem is, to be honest, extremely ill."

"I think I should ask you at this time, is there any hope for us?"

Hedley did not refute, on the contrary, this somewhat sentimental mercenary actually made a joke.

He resumed his steps.

"You have to ask a professional about this question." Chen Mo shook his head and said, "For example, Ms. Kelsey is a doctor and should be able to give you a professional answer."

"Ms. Kelsey? Actually, I know how she will answer."

"Oh?"

"When I first came to the Tower of Babel, the lady and I had a conversation. Well, it was not a very pleasant conversation. I still remember her saying that we, small-scale mercenaries, are always like this. Compared with those huge mercenaries who are twisted into one, It is always fragile to maintain independence." Hedley said: "This is indeed the case. After the escort mission was over, I once thought about leaving Kazdaele."

"If it weren't for me, you would probably have your dreams come true."

Chen Mo replied without any apology on his face.

"Perhaps, but I'm not sure you'll actually let us go safely."

Hedley's tone sounded like an honest man.

"Because I beat you up?" Chen Mo glanced at Hedley in surprise: "You can't be so petty, right? I remember I apologized to you later."

"No, what you said at that time was that you didn't think what you did was wrong, so you wouldn't feel the slightest apology."

"..."

"But not only because of your attitude, but more importantly, after listening to what you said, I also felt hesitant and unwilling. You are right. I am indeed unwilling to leave like this, leaving Kazdel and Kazdaele. Theresia, as a Sarkaz, this makes me feel ashamed. Moreover, the opportunity was right in front of me at that time." Hedley's voice became a little deeper: "Your words are just wandering around me. The timing just gave me an excuse to convince myself."

"Even if this excuse will cost you your life?"

"This is my own choice. Now that I have made a choice, no matter what the outcome is, I must bear the corresponding price." Hedley replied.

"Freedom is paid, Hedley, you Sakaz...ha." Chen Mo smiled: "So back to the previous question, you asked me if Sakaz can be saved, my answer is, yes, as long as You still want to."

He was talking about you, not you, or looking to Theresia like most people in Sarkaz did.

"……Thanks……"

"Thank you." Chen Mo interrupted Hedley's thank you: "There is no sincerity in thanking you. What I hope is that you will keep your word and don't think about shrinking back halfway."

Hedley was stunned for a moment, and his serious face fell down. The experienced mercenary who had been tortured by the war finally couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth and let out a breath of relief.

"As ordered."

"Let's go."

They walked on the edge of the empty long street, and could vaguely see the traces of dried blood remaining on the street corner. The sky in the entire industrial area was shrouded in thick haze, and the haze covered the sky and the sun, as if they couldn't breathe.

..【^"

This is the necessary price for revival.

Sakaz still has a long way to go, but it won't be too far, and it won't be just one person.

"Hedley..."

"exist."

"I'm glad I didn't hang you and Ines on the lamppost." There was some regret in his words.

"I am also glad that I did not give you a reason for doing this, my lord." Hedley replied.

"So don't give me a chance."

"Keep it in mind."

What was he thinking at that time.

I didn't dare to ask. He undoubtedly saw the truth that we Sakaz people couldn't see clearly, but I didn't dare to ask. I didn't know if there was a solution to it.

I think he did, but he wasn't sure he would tell me.

Later we all knew what happened, Sarkarz expelled him, or betrayed him, even though most didn't think so, but I followed him and I knew the truth better than they did.

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The city crawling on the ground is like a huge beast corpse. It raises its head high and spits thick smoke that covers the sky. Countless people are parasitic on this huge wreckage.

Did people create cities, or did cities imprison people?

Most Sakaz would not consider this issue, and those who had the time to consider it mostly left Kazdaele. Those who stayed either participated in the war or died on the battlefield.

Su Enyang is not dead.

But he was lying on the hospital bed. During the demonstration that broke out in the industrial area a week ago, the debris from the explosion penetrated his lungs. He was very close at the time, close enough to see the mercenaries and the crowd erupting. During the fight, the ferocious and crazy expressions on everyone's faces and the fear and unwillingness hidden underneath.

The city government brutally suppressed the demonstrators. This conflict broke out for no reason. It was just because of the long-term oppression and the gradual influx of Sakaz into the city due to the war. The war caused them to lose their homes, but the huge industry However, the industrial area cannot retain them. The population growth in the industrial area cannot accommodate such a large number of people.

The consequences of the war have left everyone on thin ice.

Conflicts and contradictions, big and small, the afterimages of battles and refugee camps in slums allowed Su Enyang to see opportunities, even if the adults in the city were willing to spill some unwanted scraps from their tables through their fingers to help these Sakas who could not survive. Hereby, Su Enyang's plans and actions will not progress as smoothly as they do now.

He successfully ignited the furnace of the entire industry. Once conflicts and greed break out, it is inevitable.

The culprit, the murderer, the careerist, the demagogue, or the reformer, the idealist, the savior. In fact, there was not much difference between the two before. The only difference was whether they lost or won.

Su Enyang doesn't care about the names and admiration. What he cares about is that he thinks he is doing the right thing, even if someone will die because of him on this road, even if what he does will lead to more bloodshed and sacrifice.

But at least it is not meaningless, at least... If this can make the people of Sakaz understand what they are doing and regain control of their own destiny, Su Enyang will never regret or hesitate.

His face was slightly pale. The guards and military police rescued him in time and brought him back from where the conflict broke out. But the attackers were not so lucky.

Su Enyang saw Karl's figure in the chaotic crowd.

In fact, this attack was his idea, and he could not reveal his identity, but the pressing pressure of Carrion and the municipal government forced him to resort to other measures.

How long they can hold on, Su Enyang doesn't know, but what he knows is that they can't hold on for long. Once the people in the municipal government make a decision, Tracy's order is conveyed to the industrial area, and they haven't waited until Babel. tower's response, then everything they did would be a pipe dream.

The door was gently pushed open amidst Su Enyang's thoughts.

"You are here, Miss Mona."

This was not the first time that the girl named Meng Na came to see him. In fact, after learning that she was injured, Meng Na had been staying by his side. Su Enyang knew in his heart the feelings of this noble girl from Sakaz towards him. , but it was precisely because of this that Su Enyang felt guilty for her.

From contact to acquaintance, to deliberately making this girl have a good impression of him, Su Enyang worked step by step. He used the girl's kindness to get close to his father, and deliberately managed this relationship to gain the earl's trust.

"I told you not to call me miss again. I brought you freshly made soup. You must be hungry too."

She asked with a smile, lifting the warm and delicate silver thermos bucket in her hand [|{

"You don't have to come see me every time, miss. I'm fine, and this period is not peaceful. Although there are guards following you, you still have to pay attention to your own safety."

"Then are you worried?"