I am a tutor/Terra transcriber in Terra, but the enlightenment stream

As he said this, a flash of doubt flashed across Shining's eyes.

Not just power, but a breath.

——A vague presence, like a breath that is too long to be recalled, but is engraved deep in my heart.

Chapter 40 Sir, I want to go home

There were two more people in Sonia's dormitory.

The children gathered together and stayed away from Shining, mainly because Dawn and Truth were a little scared of her.

Shining didn't care and sat down alone in the corner.

Sonia glanced over there.

She held a small book in her hand. It was very old and wrinkled, but the pages were not damaged. It was obvious that The Shining cherished it.

"Who is that person?" Natalia whispered.

Truth Yao Yaotou: "It's better not to know. Living is the most important thing."

"I'll go see her."

Sonia stood up, sat down next to Shining, and asked:

"Are you sleeping here tonight?"

Shining shook his head slightly: "Tonight is not over yet."

"Then what should we do?"

"Wait."

"Oh."

Sonia wanted to ask something else, but she felt that Shining had no intention of continuing the conversation, so she closed her mouth and glanced at the book in her hand.

I can't understand it, but I can tell that the material of the book is ordinary.

And The Shining is not reading a book, it's more like holding a book in a daze.

"Do you like this book very much?" Sonia asked tentatively.

Shining nodded slightly, shook his head again after a while, and finally explained after a long time:

"It's not the book, it's the author."

Sonia's question brought back the slightest trace of nostalgia in her. Shining opened the book, and his hands with four fingers together touched the pages one by one. There was finally a look in his eyes - peaceful and dignified, and Just now they were completely different.

"I followed him almost blindly. The time... was not long, but it was very fulfilling and very happy..."

She didn't know what to say, but Sonia could guess what it was about, and the ending of the story must not be so happy.

"It's great," Sonia thought of Loya: "It's great to meet such a person."

"Well... we're about to go out. Stay there, turn off the lights and close the curtains. It's very dangerous. Don't look at it."

Shining put away the book and looked into the dark night.

The snake was getting closer.

The Duke came slowly down the deserted street.

The scepter accompanied his steps, "ta", "ta", "ta".

With each sound, the adjutant's heartbeat would speed up a few minutes.

The voice stopped in front of me.

The Duke took off his hat and handed it to the man in black robe next to him. He moved back and forth for less than three seconds. However, within these three seconds, the adjutant seemed to be strangled by someone's neck. He could not breathe, became unconscious, and died. Fear kept weighing on my heart.

"Are you afraid of me?" The Duke smiled slightly.

He looks good, so he smiles good too.

But the adjutant is most afraid of his smile now. The brighter the smile, the more afraid he becomes.

With the support of his survival instinct, the adjutant trembled out a few words: "Sir... sir, the criminal Lieutenant Dick has been executed."

"Oh, really?" The Duke put away his gaze and looked at the two adjutants standing on the left and right sides.

"But responsibility, someone has to bear the responsibility of no one stopping him, right?"

"call out……"

As soon as he finished speaking, the person on the right raised his hand crossbow and shot to the left. The person on the left was a step slower and was shot through the head.

The man in black thoughtfully held up his robe to block the red and yellow liquid for the Duke.

"Sir, the criminal has been solved."

The surviving man gave a military salute and looked at the Duke's expression with trepidation from the corner of his eye.

Fortunately, the Duke was in a good mood. He looked at the man in black next to him, as if communicating with each other, and then handed her the cane.

Then the man in black slowly walked towards him.

"Sir, I...ah!"

The scepter hit his head hard, causing a dent in his head instantly.

There was no time to breathe. The second and third blows followed quickly. He only let out a scream and his head was smashed to pieces.

"Damn it, do you know how troublesome it is to wash clothes, silly*."

The man in black shook his scepter in disgust. Even if he slapped the adjutant in the face, he did not dare to make any move.

The Duke patted the adjutant on the shoulder and smiled: "You are now a second lieutenant and the commander of this unit. I hope you can truthfully tell other units what happened today."

"Now, take me in and have a look."

The Duke winked at the person behind him, and W understood and did not follow him, but stayed here to calm the scene.

The ensign gave an overview of the incident and took the Duke to the place where the incident occurred, which was the playground.

The two bodies remained undisposed of.

The Duke knelt down and looked carefully. It was obvious that the lieutenant was shot by the military police, and the military police was shot by others in the back.

Loya's heart became a little heavier.

Because he knew the military police, he not only met her but also talked to her, and he had a lovely daughter, Zoya.

"Take good care of his body and preserve the relics on his body. As for the other one...you know what to do."

"Understood." The second lieutenant nodded quickly.

Just as I was about to take out the note and write it down, my eyes accidentally caught something.

There was another man in black robes, standing under a tree in the distance. Because the school's energy was cut off and there were no lights around, it was really dark and difficult to see.

"My lord..." He turned his head to remind the Duke.

But the Duke saw her too.

The man walked slowly, walked... walked for 1 minute, then 2 minutes, and stopped 100 meters away.

The moonlight also stayed here, and even the wind was still.

She slowly took off the brim of her hat, and her eyes were so wide that tears could not fill her vision - half blurry, half clear.

Those lips opened and closed, trembling countless times, but not a single word came out.

Until he came over, until the tears dripped on his body.

The warmth of this hug is real.

Shining no longer trembled, no longer helpless, and said softly and gently, just like before:

"Sir, I seem to be lost."

"Then I'll point it back to you."

"Yeah." Shining slowly closed his eyes.

"I have been atoning for what I have done. Sir, can you forgive me? On behalf of Amiya, Liz, Kelsey...and Sakaz, please forgive me."

Forgive her, the sinner—the sinner who lives shamelessly in the world.

Shining always believed that she was an accomplice, but in fact Loya was the bastard who caused her pain.

The Shining knew, but what could he do if he knew?

A smile twitched at the corner of her mouth—the first time in years.

"Sir, I went back to Kazdaele, but only from a distance."

"There were small towns, mills and fields there...and children, fathers and mothers. I saw them smiling, just like I had imagined before."

It's a pity that no other scenes can be seen again, because The Shining no longer deserves to go home.

Give up on saving people.

As soon as you close your eyes, those scarlet hands will always be looming.

She sentenced herself to death a long time ago.

But why are you still alive now?

The Shining hugged him tight.

"Sir, I want to go back and take another look at Kazdaele."

"Okay?"

Chapter 41 Tragedy creates tragedy

At eight o'clock the next day, the core city of Chernobog broadcast the broadcast from the Holy Castle on time, covering the whole city.

"I am Feodor Vladimir Ivanovich, Emperor of the All-Usus Empire."

"Dear people, I am deeply saddened by what happened to you yesterday, because it is entirely my fault."

"You were injured during the riots, and countless people lost their lives, but please believe that our military will be able to properly handle this incident."

"Long live Ursus."

When the broadcast ended, so did the hopes of many.

For example, the industrial aristocrats hope that the Holy Castle can tear down the banner of justice of the Third and Fourth Army fighting for the empire, because in this way they can take the initiative in the civil war.

There are also people who gloat over misfortunes and hope that things will get worse.

For example, Victoria and Casimir, or even Yan Guo, because it would be better for everyone if Ursus is finished.

There has been an endless stream of news about Ursus in the past few days, and newspapers are not worried about running out of hot reports. I believe that within a few hours, a bunch of "analysts" will write this analysis in the newspapers.

Loya, who got the news in advance, listened to the broadcast on time in his study.

Clearly, it wasn't exactly exciting news.

After adjusting to a comfortable sitting position, Loya turned off the radio.

The study was cleaned out not long ago. It has no windows, so there is no sunlight, but it happens to be good. He likes to work and write in dimly lit areas, which makes it more atmospheric.

So there is only one candle lamp here, which makes the study dimly lit.

Shining pushed open the door and poured a glass of water for Loya.

"Wouldn't you like to rest for a while?"

"You've had enough rest, sir," Shining smiled slightly: "I can still help you."

"Can you tell me the current situation?"

Of course this is possible, there is no need to hide anything from The Shining.

Loya spent about ten minutes taking stock of the power in his hands, and also stated the emperor's compromise.

"The citizens of Chernobog still imagine that their Majesty can save them from the fire, but this is impossible."

"No matter how kind he is, he will not declare the Third and Fourth Army treason for Chernobog with great fanfare, because he is the emperor and Ursus is his family property. Once the war starts, no matter who wins, he will lose. ”

Shaking his head, Loya suddenly felt doubtful.