Longmen Memoirs

She took the paper bag and looked at the new ID card. The girl on it was somewhat similar to her, but upon closer inspection, there were slight differences. In the race line, it was marked as Wolper.

"After all, he is a businessman, but let's be honest, this thing is not cheap at all. You will have to return it to me in the future."

Realizing what he had done, Texas' eyes fell on the face of the man in front of the car.

After a few seconds, she said:

"...Sorry about what happened just now."

"It's understandable." Snake said, "Your identity is sensitive, and I am a stranger, so this is normal."

"Why aren't you angry?"

"Why are you angry?" Snake asked, "Just because of a person's normal behavior?"

"Well……"

"Maybe you don't believe it, but I have had the same experience as you before, just like now." Snake suddenly said, and then asked: "Do you know what I did?"

"How?"

"First of all, ensure your own safety, and secondly, pretend to relax your vigilance. This is usually more useful than deliberately being vigilant. Hiding your thoughts in your heart is easier to create opportunities than showing it on your face."

"..."

"It seems you understand."

"I don't understand, why are you telling me this?"

"You don't believe me, do you? I can't convince you. After all, I can't point to my own face and tell you that I am such a good person and I really have no other ill intentions." Snake replied matter-of-factly.

Texas looked closely at his face.

After a while she said doubtfully: "You are weird."

"Because you don't know me well enough, and I don't know you well enough, Texas. You're the, um... not-so-ordinary Luper girl I picked up on the road, and I'm the one you saw when you woke up. a stranger."

Snake turned his head and he inserted the car key.

"But it doesn't matter. We still have a long way to go together. Time is often one of the essential conditions for understanding a stranger."

He turned the wheel and the car turned onto the side street.

Texas looked at his back from behind, and she closed the identification card in her hand.

"Where are we going next?" she asked.

【#{

"Go and resupply some supplies needed on the road, and then it's time to change the dressing for your injuries. I really want to say that today we can stay in the town and have a relatively relaxing night, with some wine, some music, and some fun. Hot bath, ha, sleep until dawn, but the latter is limited to me, but... you heard it too, I just miss it."

Snake retracted his gaze from the street outside the car and looked up at the girl in the back seat in the rearview mirror.

"Trouble is following. It will be good for you and me to leave Syracuse as soon as possible."

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In a certain family stronghold in the city.

After a day of searching, there was no news. Instead, it offended the municipal government and caused dissatisfaction among the citizens of the city. This crime must be borne by Charles himself. It would be okay if they found clues, which is not entirely a bad thing, but the result was that they searched every private clinic in the city. And every registered doctor, even the underground black market has not been spared.

No one had any clues, and no one had seen a badly stabbed Looper.

"There's news, boss..."

Just before Charles decided to turn around and join Patrick, the cry of his men sounded outside the door.

"We have news." Panting men ran in from outside.

An excited Charles grabbed him by the shoulders.

"found it?!"

"Found it. People on a truck from outside the city heard the news this morning. They said... they saw an injured Luper leaving from this direction, and the driver was a man."

"Is the source reliable?"

"Reliable, those three people are from a small family outside the city. They were supposed to enter the city yesterday afternoon, but they were tricked by that man on the way."

"Hmph, I wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to rob but failed. What kind of family is a family outside the city? It's not a good family." Charles snorted disdainfully.

"Did they ask for anything else?" Charles asked again.

"Yes, they hope to get on the line with us."

"It's just them, a group of failed stray dogs in the wilderness, and they still want to come back." Charles said, and he suddenly thought of the current situation in the city: "It's not impossible. Take me over to see where the person is now."

"I left them in the warehouse at Mortons Wharf in the south of the city, not far from here. I will take you there now."

The men turned and Charles followed him with the rest of the men.

"Go and gather the remaining people." He suddenly stopped and ordered behind him.

"Do you want to tell the leader the news?"

"Wait a moment until we confirm." Charles shook his head and looked at the man leading the way: "What direction did those people come from?"

"White City, judging by the time, they may have arrived in the city."

Charles frowned.

"No, they won't go into the city. The Trin family is not that stupid. Bringing a seriously injured person into the city can easily arouse suspicion, but they definitely need supplies and repairs, otherwise they won't be able to go too far. If I were them, I would Temporarily staying in the satellite towns surrounding White City.”

Charles seemed to suddenly think of something: "You, go tell Patrick's people the news, and then pass it on to the leader. I will take the people and the guys I meet on the road out of the city first."

"Are we going to chase him directly?" one of his subordinates asked in surprise.

"How come I have such *Syracuse expletive* subordinates like you? We only have so many people. Haven't you seen the skills of that mysterious guy?!"

"Ah, but...boss, aren't we going to leave the city?"

"We are going out of the city and towards the territory of the Trin family."

"Let's go over like this. Will it cause conflict if people from the Trin family know about it?"

Charles smiled.

"[--

If he doesn't dare to cause disputes, then it's not my fault. I have never betrayed anyone, let alone the family. But whether he has the prestige and ability to be the leader of the family is not up to me.

The mafiosi dispersed quickly.

On a building not far from the stronghold.

Luper, squatting on the roof of the building, watched the mafia members get into the car and leave separately, putting down the binoculars in their hands.

"It's quite impressive. Not bad. It's really good. I found it so quickly. I thought they would search this city all over. It's a pity. I wanted to play with you again."

She muttered to herself, as if she thought of something, and raised the corners of her mouth.

"But...I'm coming to find you right away, Texas. This doesn't sound like you. You are...where are you planning to escape to?"

There was suppressed excitement in Luper's words. She jumped off the roof and disappeared in the direction of the mafioso who left alone.

Chapter 7 My past is always with me

[Small tower:

Occasionally I recall the memory of the first time I met Theresia.

I'm suspicious, wary, and even ridiculous. I don't think there is such a gentle and kind person in this rotten world, let alone her Highness Sakaz.

The more kind and affectionate she showed, the more disgusted I was at the time, but I had to live, and I had to live as a murderer who brought war and division to Sakaz.

I am also a hypocrite, which is why I am deeply suspicious of people like me.

Rather than this, I believe that her kindness is a hypocritical mask on her face, a lie that makes Sakaz risk his life for her.

The reincarnations of Kazdaele and the shackles and sufferings of Sarkaz caused them to have differences, causing Kazdaele to fall into war and disputes.

Theresa lost her throne, but not her ideals.

When they met her for the first time, they were leading their tribesmen on a difficult migration from Kazdaele. That was not what a monarch should do, but it was also the responsibility of a monarch.

Maybe I am not qualified to evaluate Theresia's actions. Fate did not favor her. Fate made her seriously ill. Fate made her and her ideal start with the heavy identity of Sakaz.

Whether she gave birth to her ideal because of Sarkaz, or whether it was because of her ideal that she wanted to change Sarkaz and this land. No one can tell clearly. The only thing I can tell clearly is that during the time when she became Theresia's guard , I saw clearly what kind of person she was, I saw clearly that she was an ordinary Sakaz who did not have any concerns because of her identity. She lived like many Sakaz, and she was also determined to While shouldering the responsibilities of a monarch, he does not give up his ideals.

Therefore, she chose to fight against Sakaz and her own destiny in the most difficult, stupid, and also the most merciful way.

Not through conspiracy, through war, through the throne of King Sakaz that she could have but gave up.

It was inevitable that I would fall in love with such a dazzling person and would inevitably have some kind of yearning for her.

If fate does not favor us.

Why should we compromise with fate anymore.

It was she who told me that birth does not determine what we do. We are unable to choose our birth, but we still have the right to choose who we want to be, even if the future we hope for will not come, even if this earth We will fall into darkness again, but we are not living... nor should we be living just for an answer.

Even if she doesn't reach the finish line in the end.

I have no intention of evaluating whether Tracys' choice is the truly correct and easier way to implement, but sometimes it is like this. There is actually no right or wrong, but just choosing a different position, so I picked up the knife and became the enemy.

On this arduous journey leading to great cause and ideals, everyone adheres to what they think is right, which has resulted in many conflicts that could have been avoided but are actually unavoidable, leading to resentment, hatred, and drawing swords against each other. .

But fortunately, I have never pursued the so-called great career. 】

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April 6

Taranto, this small mobile town centered around the White City of Syracuse, is much smaller than the merged Glebar. Today, Glebar has become one of the few light and heavy industrial cities in Kazdaele. One, and perhaps one day, it could take over the role of Hearthstone, if Kazdael can be sustained under Theresia's new government.

Chen Mo believes that Theresia can do it. Theresia, who has no worries, is the most special one among the kings of Sakaz. It is natural that she can establish the achievements of the kings of Sakaz in Yuanmei, and now Kazdare is no longer the Kazdare it was in the past. Any country that wants to attack Kazdare must be prepared to die together.

Moreover, after the Battle of the Four Emperors, the international situation also changed dramatically.

Gaul was destroyed, Colombia became independent, Iberia fell into silence, Ursus fell into domestic conflicts, Letania's regime changed, and Lateran was unable to survive alone. It is still unclear what choice the remaining Victoria will make.

This was a merciful time for Sakaz.

Kazdaile got a breather, and Theresia was able to capture this breath. But in the future, no one knows what it will look like after a hundred years.

In a certain hotel.

"what happened?"

The Texas girl asked aloud, and the man standing behind him fell into a daze for a moment.

"Nothing, I remembered something, let's see how it goes?"

The long dark blue hair of the girl in the mirror turned into short orange hair, and his gray tail and ears also changed to the same color.

I have to say that it feels good in the hand, which is Snake’s honest evaluation.

There was a flash of confusion in the amber eyes, and the strange girl in the reflection no longer seemed to be what Texas remembered, as if she had taken on another person's life.

But does this make you someone else?Texas isn't so sure.

She subconsciously reached out and touched it.

"Oh, don't touch it, it's not done yet."

Snake grabbed her hand, holding a store-bought blow dryer in his other hand.

"Hold on."

The sound of the hair dryer rang in the simple hotel room. Texas let the man behind him play with his cut long hair with his fingers, but he couldn't help but feel an extremely weird feeling in his heart.

She couldn't tell what kind of emotion it was, at least she had never felt it before.

After a few minutes, the sound of blowing stopped.

Texas followed the sound and looked towards the mirror. The snake at the back in the mirror looked at the identity document unfolded in his hand while comparing it with Texas in front of the mirror.

"Okay, it seems my skills haven't deteriorated yet, take a look."

She handed the photo to Texas from behind, and Texas tilted his head to look at it.

"It's very similar."

"Right." Snake was a little proud. He closed the document with his index finger, and Texas reached out to take it. "Don't lose it. You will be a different person next. If you want to change it later, you can change it."