Longmen Memoirs

"*Sarkaz expletive*"

Then Ines heard her not-so-polite greetings to Scout's family, but unfortunately, Scout is still a loner.

Ines felt a lot more comfortable.

Little w, so ridiculous.

"So you and your team will act with us in the future... maybe you will be interested in what happens next." Hedley said: "After all, our opponent this time is the Pardoner. If you don't want to be chased, You should know what to do with your hunting target.”

"It's just the three of us, what's the difference between this and dying."

"Of course it's not just us, everyone, I mean everyone involved in the battlefield on the Western Front will take action in this war. This is no longer compared to our previous tasks, w, you should correct your mentality. , at least pay some attention to it.”

"But this time it's not the two of you who have the final say. I have something I want to do and I have to decide on my own. Is that okay?" W proposed her price.

"The premise is that it does not affect our actions. If you can guarantee it, you can make your own decision." Hedley said: "The success or failure of the Western Front will determine the outcome of Kazdare's long war. W, you have come this far. Come on, don’t lose your life because of your carelessness.”

"I have always known how to cherish my life. I don't need you to remind me of this."

"That's good." Hedley held out his hand.

"Welcome back, 'w'."

Goodbye w, she has changed a lot.

Although she is still as bad as ever, she cares more about the meaning of the word life than before. At least if it was w in the past, she would not let that Sakaz die so easily.

I heard Scout say something about W. She seems to have some kind of admiration for His Highness. This is a very common phenomenon in most Sakaz, but when it appears in W, it will inevitably make me a little surprised.

w should have her own ideas.

Ines has also changed a lot, at least she doesn't complain as much as before. This war has changed many people's minds.

And me?

Occasionally I could see the smoke-shrouded Kazdaele from some of the precipitous terrain.

Kazdel.

I was the one who wanted to escape from Kazdare the most at first, but now I am left behind. The smoke clouds above Kazdare seem to be dissipating little by little, but where will Kazdaele go in the future.

Theresia and her Tower of Babel, the Court and the Parliament...

I know I shouldn't think so much.

But Your Highness, will she betray that Lord? Or, that shouldn't be called betrayal.

Chapter 22 Fruitless hope is a poison

W has indeed changed a lot. She has become calmer than before. Perhaps she has become a little more calm. Although when Hedley and Ines found her, her attitude was still as harsh and bad as before. Cynical and indifferent, but if she calms down, the sense of disobedience is not subtle at all.

When Hedley talked about it with Ines, the other person felt the same way as he did.

"I'm sure she's changed a lot."

Hedley recalled their conversation when he first found W.

"She hid it very well, well, maybe she didn't even notice it herself."

"A lot of things happened to her in the Tower of Babel, and a lot of things happened to us as well. In the year since we joined the Tower of Babel, we have done more and more difficult things than in the past combined." Ines replied.

"But she is not as calm as w now. When I found her on the battlefield, she still had the same face as before."

"It should be said that it is even better than before." Ines shook her head: "It's really rare that you can detect such a subtle difference."

"Don't be sarcastic, if w quiets down, it's not subtle at all."

"W, she..." Ines seemed to remember something, she held up her hands and dragged her chin slightly: "She arranged her team very well along the way. I can't believe it, it doesn't look like her at all. style.”

"It shows that she already has the concept of companions in her mind." Hedley was also a little surprised: "She has grown a lot, and at least she has the responsibility to become a team leader."

"What did Scout teach her?" Ines asked curiously.

"You should say she learned something in the Tower of Babel." Hedley said: "When I met W before, she was actually willing to voluntarily break up and almost lost her life in order to stay. The more she didn't care, it shows that She actually doesn’t think so in her heart.”

"...It sounds awkward."

"It's not surprising. W has always been an awkward person. I dare not say how much I know her, but her thoughts are actually not complicated." Hedley said: "Do you still remember when we first met her, before w After she died, she appeared in our field of vision, alone, following the team on foot for dozens of miles."

"Well... aren't you testing her?"

"No, I am examining, determining her origin and purpose, and considering whether she should be killed." Hedley shook his head and said: "She is very young, and youth does not mean anything in Kazdaele, but she behaves very immaturely, Even though she’s disguising herself.”

"There is no shortage of young mercenaries in Kazdale. Every Sarkaz who picks up a weapon that does not belong to him can be named a Sarkaz mercenary. She picked up W's weapon. I gave it to I gave her a chance and she performed well, or should I say, exceeded my expectations.”

"She also helped us make a lot of money," Ines added, "and got into a lot of trouble."

"But she was not like she is now." Hedley replied, thinking for a few seconds: "A young mercenary found a team of strangers in this chaotic land, and she disguised herself as a A madman, at least with a bad personality. I know what she is thinking in her heart. Like most mercenaries, she doesn’t know what she should do or what she can do. She doesn’t want to have too many interactions because she is begging for death. Maybe she just wants to Want a decent death."

"Ha, just like our w, you haven't told me how he died?"

Ines looked at Hedley, and facing her gaze, Hedley, who had never answered this question from beginning to end, finally answered this time.

He sighed lightly.

"He..." Hedley recalled something: "He made a friend in Sakota. He couldn't be said to be a friend, but they did have a good relationship. He accidentally killed that person, and after that he became He's a little crazy and always says things that others can't understand. Maybe we should have a good talk with him at that time, but Ines...did we have that thought at that time?"

Ines shook her head slightly.

"...Whether it's you or me, we all only care about ourselves."

"Yes, every new face who joins the team has changed so much over the years, how many old people are left, the mercenaries are constantly being consumed, we have no time to think about our own ideas, and even... we don't know what we should do. .”

"Huh." Ines snorted softly, "It's different now."

"It's different. She has her own ideas. Your Highness has made many Sakaz have their own ideas, and they are no longer simply influenced by the war." Hedley said, and he looked at Ines in front of him: "If you don't have enough patience, you can try talking to her and listen to her current thoughts."

Ines frowned.

"She may not say that. Besides, ha, you think we don't have enough troubles. That guy is a troublemaker and will cause trouble wherever he goes."

"But you care about her very much, and your relationship... seems to be good."

"Me and her?" Ines was stunned for a moment, then retorted with a sullen face: "This joke is not good at all, Hedley."

Hedley opened his mouth.

"Stop it, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I'm not sure what I will do."

Hedley smiled slightly, looked at Ines' hand on the hilt of the sword, and finally said nothing.

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April 11

Kazdale West

Thalia Plains

Even at such a long distance, you can still feel the mighty force that tears the world apart.

Human beings are so small in the face of heaven.

The man's eyes were staring at the natural disaster clouds in the distance. His cloak was swaying in the wind pressure. In the oncoming strong wind and under the dull sky, his figure was like a rock standing still in the turbulent water.

Until a figure stood behind him.

"...Your Highness."

"What did Tracy say?" The man did not turn around. The visitor looked at his back, and a corner of his armor was exposed under his robe that was lifted by the wind.

"The Regent of Kazdare appointed the Pardoners to assist. He did not say it clearly, but the Pardoners have already found the whereabouts of that person."

"Is he on the opposite side?"

"Yes."

"I can feel that he is here, at the end of this plain. I have been looking forward to this day and thinking about it for nearly 20 years." The man said slowly, his black pupils reflecting the approaching approaching There are clouds of natural disasters, but in the face of natural disasters that everyone is afraid of and avoid, to him, they are not that terrible.

The people behind were hesitant to speak.

"Your Highness..."

"Tell me what concerns you have."

"With all due respect to my subordinates, the people of Kazdare are not worthy of trust. Traces has been passive in this war, and he does not have the foundation to cooperate with us."

"He has his own plans. His Highness the Regent of Kazdare, if he had not been born with the identity of Sakaz, he could have achieved greater achievements. We and he are just getting what we need. The army cannot be mobilized to intervene directly. Yan cannot be a part of the war in Kazdaele. It will affect the balance we have established with several surrounding countries." The man said slowly: "Don't worry, Tracys doesn't dare to deceive me yet. He doesn't have the guts to do it. Make more enemies for yourself, well... His Highness the Regent may have some ulterior motives in mind."

The man recalled the time when he met the Regent, and he made a certain deal with Tracys, even though the deal was the basis of trust for the cooperation between Tracys and him.

He solved his biggest problem for Tracy, and Tracy lent him the power of Sakaz. To a certain extent, he suffered a greater loss in this transaction, but for different reasons As far as I'm concerned, the accounts can't be calculated like this.

"Stand back and let the Pardoners prepare. We need a new battlefield."

"Here."

The person behind him turned and left.

The man calmly watched the natural disaster clouds in the distance pressing down on the earth, like the sky falling.

"Longmen, I heard that you have a new name. You have been hiding in Longmen for so long. It's time to understand the grudges between us." The man said softly.

He raised his hand and clenched his fingers against the natural disaster in the distance, as if he was holding the raging natural disaster in his palm, and then tore it apart inch by inch.

Only if you die, and die here, can I feel at ease. Only if you die, can I not suffer the torment of this day and night.

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Babel Headquarters.

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Port, where the USS Rhode Island is berthed.

Outside the medical laboratory of the USS Rhode Island, separated by a wide glass, Theresia fell into a coma on the hospital bed. Her brows were furrowed, as if she was suffering from some great pain.

The erosion of the Origin Stone on his waist became more and more ferocious.

The blond Sakaz sat beside the bed. The light of the spell bloomed between the two of them, and the reflection of the life stream was reflected on the transparent mirror. As the light flowed, Sakaz's face became paler.

"We can't go on any longer, Ms. Kelsey, she can't hold it any longer."

"No, wait a little longer."

"She will die. Your Highness's condition is simply not something she can bear. No, madam, you must stop immediately."

"..."

Kelsey was indifferent. The white-haired Sakaz finally couldn't bear it anymore. She rushed into the medical room and forcibly interrupted the flow of spells. However, in the face of this sudden change, Kelsey was not moved by Sakaz's words. His actions showed no trace of anger.

She just stared at Theresia on the hospital bed and pursed her lips tightly.

It won't be so fast.

How can it be so fast.

Her condition shouldn't get worse so quickly. Can't she survive it? Theresa...

How can I save you?

"Theresia, how long do you have left?" A deep voice sounded in his ears, and the doctor standing next to Kelsey suddenly spoke.

Kelly didn't answer.

From the corner of his eye, the doctor saw her tightly clenched palms.

"...half a year."

"There's no other way, is there? Kelsey."

"I have tried every possibility. In the past six months, she has worked too hard. The war and parliament have worn down her condition. She has been holding on."

"The day has finally come." The doctor sighed softly: "This war has come to an end. We cannot do without Theresia. Everything we do now is tied to her alone. Theresa The spies left in the Tower of Babel have not been completely cleared out. Even if we block the news, if she does not respond for a long time, the situation here will soon be exposed, the parliament will take action, and the Tower of Babel will be passive or even trapped. Crisis, enemies from both sides."

"..."

"Theresa has talked to me about this before. She had expected this day to come. She knows her condition better than anyone else."

The doctor suddenly said, and Kelsey finally responded. She turned her head and looked at the doctor's face.