A plague began to spread within Chernobog, not only Chernobog, but also many cities and suburbs in the Ursus Empire.

It spreads rapidly and is unstoppable, and will drive all the nobles to death.

The originator of the plague had just finished his trip to the integration movement and returned to his home.

It was late at night and my wife had fallen asleep.

He lit the lamp on the table again and wrote the manuscript of a great work

*BuDi 26 camp spreads to campus-

Apart from controlling the Fourth Army and mediating with the industrial aristocracy, Loya's only business was writing.

On the to-do list is a school visit invited by Boris, but that is only a few days away.

The night was very quiet and dark - there was only the sound of the pen and the dim light of the desk lamp.

Lyudmila downstairs waved to him, indicating that the task was completed and left.

Loya looked back at his wife and continued writing at his desk:

"The bourgeoisie (that is, the class represented by the factory owners of today's Originium Industry) once played a very revolutionary role in history."

"Where it has gained dominance, it has basically destroyed everything belonging to the old aristocratic class (that is, the aristocracy based on military merit and the army, and relying on land exploitation as its economic source)."

"The old and new struggles after the Battle of Blood Peak are typical representatives of the above..."

After writing this, Loya stopped writing and couldn't help turning his head to take another look at his wife - she was gone.

The next second, a cold gun was pressed against his head.

"It's four o'clock," she said calmly.

"I know," Loya stretched out his hand to move the muzzle of the gun away, but was moved back again. He said helplessly, "You can't sleep?"

W didn't reply.

"Yes..." Loya smiled.

Pulling her arm gently, W fell into his arms.

Feeling each other's body temperature again like this, two or three years later, only the breath of each other can rejuvenate the haggard heart.

After a while, Loya opened his dazed eyes, feeling a little tired:

"Tell me, it's been almost seven years. What am I trying to do? I abandoned my wife and children, and my daughter has no parents."

"I'm sick too...it's the same."

He said nothing again.

W looked at the densely written manuscripts on the table in silence and sneered:

"Why, you want me to understand you, Loya, do you think it's possible?"

"You know I've never understood you, then and now."

She said as her hand was grabbed.

Luo Ya held it tightly and whispered:

"That's not what I meant... When Ursus' matter is over, let's go see the child together, okay?"

"Okay," W agreed without thinking, but then, his words condensed with hatred: "What can I do if I say 'no'?"

"So what if I don't understand? Who made me meet you in the first place? Loya, tell me, where else can I go besides you?"

"You succeeded, little bastard, you are the most despicable beast who plays with people's hearts."

W's eyes are crying.

Loya allowed her to scold him.

She was right, Loya was indeed a beast who played with people's hearts.

The night passed like this.

When dawn came, Loya was not the only one who had been sitting at the table all night.

Peterheim High School, library.

Sonia rubbed her swollen eyes and turned her head to look at the rising sun.

She was still sitting where the trio had been before, by the window, facing the sun.

A figure was reflected on the glass, and Sonia looked at it for a while before realizing that the person with messy hair and bloodshot eyes was herself.

"Look at what a coward you are, Sonia, where did all your anger go that day!"

She raised her fist and punched herself on the glass hard, but all she got back was pain.

Sonia regained consciousness for a moment, sat back down, picked up her pen and continued writing:

"Moriarty only needs to reveal that Holmes is an infected person to completely destroy him, but facing this fateful opponent, he actually feels a sense of sympathy for each other."

"The word infected lingered in his ears, infected, infected, infected, infected..."

Three words were repeated over and over again on the paper.

"Huh." Sonia breathed out suddenly.

He opened the other two torn-up books without stopping, one was "Reflections on the Government of the Ursus Empire", and the other was the newly obtained "The Possibility of the Collapse of the Empire" - both were written by Tallulah. write.

It's a pity that they can't make Sonia understand more.

She was immersed in her own world again and couldn't get out, until she was hit on the back of her neck and passed out.

Rosalin behind him sighed, then sat aside.

She called her several times, but she didn't hear her, let alone respond.

After the man was taken away, Ursus seemed to have changed, becoming ferocious and terrifying.

With her arms supported on the table, Rosalin put her hands on her chin and stared blankly at Sonia, who was lying sleeping in front of her.

An hour, two hours...it wasn't until dusk came that Sonia woke up wanderingly.

He glanced slightly upward at Rosalin, but did not stand up. He remained lying on the table, his eyes suddenly becoming cloudy.

"It would be great if there was no Loya," she murmured. "Ursus is still the great Ursus, the infected are still the evil infected, and the soldiers are still the glorious soldiers."

"But if you know it, you can't lie to yourself. You also want others to know it. Rosalind, is this childishness unique to our age?"

"...You can say whatever you like." Rosalin turned her head.

Unlike Sonia, she only felt sad, unprecedented sad - the energetic girl never smiled again.

"I figured it out!"

Sonia jumped up suddenly and patted her face, startled.

After a good sleep, I feel much more awake.

She raised her fist and slammed the table.

"Damn it, who's afraid of whom... Rosalind, let's do it together."

"What, what?"

"I have decided to defeat that son of a bitch Ursus. I will set up an organization to fight against them."

With that said, Sonia strode out of the library. When she reached the door, she happened to meet someone coming in, carrying a large box.

"You... hello..."

Unexpectedly, he suddenly bumped into Sonia. This person was a little timid, but he still pointed at the box.

"Would you like to buy a book? Ten Cherwen, a newbie."

"Forehead……"

Sonia looked at Rosalin behind her, and then at him - was this person selling sales in the library?

Somewhat funny, Sonia picked up a book and glanced at the cover.

"..." His pupils widened unconsciously.

Sonia saw the author's name - a name that appeared repeatedly in Loya's mouth and in Tallulah's books, "L".

She opened the preface:

"Philosophers just explain the world in different ways, the problem is to change the land..."

"...I am not criticizing the Ursus government, I am waging war against the entire Ursus ruling class."

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"What a preface!"

Seeing this, Anna closed the book and asked with interest:

"Do you know what you are selling...Ah, I won't ask this. Who have you sold this book to? Just say famous people."

"Um, President Natalia Rostova."

"Okay, I bought it."

Anna paid the money readily, took the book and read it while walking on the road. The waves in her heart gradually grew until it turned into a stormy sea.

"This is not a fun book..."

Lie 5 drops 27 Zhang classmate, you are destined to me and

"Rostova...Rostova!"

"what……"

The teacher's shout outside the door made Natalia recover from her book.

She raised her head and before she knew it, the night had passed - it was dawn.

"Rostova, are you in there?"

"Sorry, here we come."

Natalia responded in a hurry. Natalia quickly closed the book, spent some time getting dressed, and then opened the bedroom door.

"The student union informed me to come and take a look, but they didn't find you."

"I didn't get enough rest, sorry."

"It doesn't matter," the teacher turned around, "You still have one hour, so get ready."

After saying that, he took a step forward and left.

Natalia was stunned for a moment, looked at the sky - the sky was clear, and then looked downstairs - there was no one there, then she patted her head and then remembered what day it was.

Her head, which had been dazed from reading all night, suddenly woke up. Natalia covered her mouth in a rude manner, exclaimed, and ran quickly to where the student union was.

After running for about 5 minutes, I passed a corner and saw a group of students gathered in front of the gate of the student union not far away. They were all colleagues from the student union.

Natalia exhaled, adjusted her posture, and stepped forward apologetically.

"I'm sorry that I almost ruined this ceremony because of my negligence, but I can only apologize later."

Time was running out, so she acted like a president and said in a serious voice:

"Everyone, are your work ready?"

"No problem."

The vice president nodded, no one was holding him accountable at this juncture.

Fortunately, she was only responsible for receiving... Natalia breathed a sigh of relief.

An hour passed like this.

When everything was ready and everyone held their breaths, the door of Chernobog No. [-] Middle School opened.

Banners, red carpet, and the guard of honor who have been waiting for a long time - standing next to the red carpet, all dressed neatly with fake smiles on their faces, shouting in unison:

"Welcome His Excellency the Duke to our school."

Give Luo Ya some time to recover.

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