Three Philosophical Questions for Travelers

Razor pondered for a while, and said, "Housekeeper, I have to leave after I kill the people from Langshi."

"Let's go? Where are you going?" Dreyer immediately swallowed the food in his mouth, hiccupped, took another big sip of wine, and then asked, "Aren't you going to stay? You are my brother, and the Rotten Flesh is your home!"

Razor shook his head, and said, "I still have a mission. Me, Faceless Ranger, and Natway, the three of us are going to hunt the ogre."

"Ah? The big girl is leaving too?" Dreyer put down the fork with a "snap" and said, "I still want to hire her to manage the arena for me! And if you leave, I have no one to fight ah."

Razor said: "I can't go if I don't go. Besides, you have no enemies anymore, so it doesn't make sense for me to stay."

Dreyer sighed and said, "Then where do you want to go next?"

"Go to Hummingbird City first, and then go back to Bear Mountain. When I see Lord Haven, I will tell him—"

"Wait!" Dreyer interrupted him.

"What's wrong?" Razor asked.

Dreyer played with the fork in his hand but didn't speak, Razor stared at him, feeling that the atmosphere had become a little weird.

The housekeeper suddenly asked: "You...haven't been in contact with anyone on the street recently, have you? What were you doing before?"

Razor froze for a moment, and replied, "I'm practicing in a secret place, what's wrong?"

Dreyer nodded thoughtfully, and said, "There are some bad rumors recently, maybe you don't know about them yet."

Razor's heart tightened suddenly, "What rumor?" He asked in a deep voice.

"It's said that something happened to Bear Mountain, that there was a rebellion, that the castle changed hands, and some people even said..." Dreyer scratched his face, "Forget it, I think it's probably fake, don't take it to heart."

Razor asked, "Anyone else say anything?"

Dreyer glanced at him and said: "Some people say that the earl is dead, ha! I definitely don't believe it, you know, Lord Haven's life is very hard. And there is a smiling cat protecting him, he must be fine... ..." Speaking of which, the housekeeper sighed, and Razor's heart shuddered after he sighed.

Rumors mean nothing, thought Razor, and your lord will be all right.

"I'll go to Bear Mountain and see for myself," he told Dryer.

"Well, this is the best way, and send me a letter after reading it. I still miss it..." He swallowed, "It's from the Earl."

"it is good."

They didn't talk after that, just ate and drank.After eating, Razor went back to pack his luggage, and at the same time told Knightway and the Faceless Ranger his next plan.

He said to his two partners: "Three days later, we will go to the canyon west of Rotten Meat Beach. Dreyer said that if the Wolfstone clan wants to leave, they will definitely pass there. It is suitable to surround them. When they enter the canyon, you and I Just flank them one by one, faceless, you are responsible for those fish that slip through the net."

The Faceless Ranger was cutting his nails, and his hands were as beautiful as a woman's. "Are there any monsters in the Wolfstone clan?" he asked.

"No," said Razor.

"Then why are we bothering with this business?"

"Just to manage." Razor didn't bother to explain.

Netway understood him very well, and said, "You did this to get rid of these bad guys, right?"

"Well," said Razor.

Netway said: "But there will definitely be old people, women and children in the entire Langshi family. If you kill all the men, what will happen to these people? In winter, they will freeze to death outside."

"I'll send them on the road too." Razor said without thinking.

Faceless blew a whistle, and Netway's brows were filled with worry.

"They're not guilty, Fassnut," said Knightway.

Razor said: "There will be in the future, I am avoiding future troubles."

Knightway shook her head and said, "Punishing the wicked has become an excuse for your bloodlust, my boy."

Razor looked at Netway in surprise, and said, "Are you qualified to say that about me? Didn't you want to slaughter all the people in the arena? Just because they laughed at you and saw your naked body?"

Netway blushed and said loudly, "Yes! But what does that matter? I have done something wrong, so can't I point out your mistake?"

"Do you pity these people?" asked Razor.

"I don't sympathize with them, I love you! How kind and pure you were at the beginning? I don't want you to become like me. I don't want your soul to be devoured by fierce demons!"

"I know what's wrong with me, and it's none of your business, Netway!"

"It matters! It matters a lot!" She stomped her feet angrily.That's when Razor saw the Faceless Ranger sneak out of the house.

"You rely too much on the power of fierce demons. If you use these powers again, your soul will be polluted and you will eventually turn into a fierce demon!" Natway hugged his body and said very gently, "I don't want to You become a monster, my boy."

Razor thought for a moment, and said: "Master Dara Kasha said, as long as I keep my heart, I will not be swallowed by fierce demons."

"Then did you keep it?"

Razor was speechless.

Although he couldn't refute Netway, he still didn't change his mind.So on the morning of the third day, he came to the Lizard Canyon on the west side of Rotten Flesh Beach.This is the main road leading to Wolf City, where he can catch the fleeing team of the Wolf Stone Clan.

Both Knightway and the Faceless Ranger had come with him, but neither was clearly too pleased.The Faceless Ranger squatted on the tree and whistled to tease the birds boredly, while Natway sat under the tree trunk with a stern face and said nothing.

The razor is sharpening under the tree, waiting for the prey to come.

At about ten o'clock in the morning, the sound of a horse neighing came from afar.Looking over from Razor, he saw the convoy approaching slowly.

"Here we go." He stood up.

The north wind blows, and his black cloak flaps in the wind.The cold wind blew across his face like a knife, and wolves howled in the distance.

The convoy stopped a hundred paces from them.A leading man came up on horseback.

It was a strong man, he got off his horse and said, "Lord Razor, what are you doing here?"

Razor said: "I have come to take your lives. The Wolfstone clan has done too many bad things, and those who do evil must be punished."

The man was silent.The north wind was blowing his gray wolf robe, and his eyes were as firm as stone.He was neither surprised nor resisted, as if he knew everything.He removed a small herbal-scented sachet from his arms and said, "This is one of my grandpa's ears." He opened the bag to reveal an ear.

Razor asked, "Ear? What's that for?"

The man said: "Yesterday my grandfather died of illness. Before he died, he told us: 'When I die, you will cut off my head. If that adult comes, you will show him. I am the head of the clan, and the clansmen commit crimes. , the patriarch bears.' But we didn't want the old wolf to die without a whole body, so we cut off one of his ears and buried him."

Razor said, "You want me to forgive you by one ear?"

The man said: "Your Excellency, you are a god, we can't afford to mess with you. If you need more blood," he pulled out the dagger and pressed it against his throat, "You can use mine, I am the current patriarch. I am willing Die in their stead."

But that blood wasn't enough, Razor wanted everyone's life.He wanted to see blood flow into rivers, and he wanted to hear people's screams.

"No, you alone are not enough! You have killed too many people, and you should pay with your blood." In fact, Razor didn't know who the man from Wolfstone had killed and what evil he had done before. He had heard what Dreyer said. ——He just wanted to find a reason to kill someone.

"I understand." The patriarch turned around and shouted to the back, "Those who have given birth to children, those who have killed people before, and those who are over 30 years old, anyone who meets these three conditions will stand up for me."

After a while, more than a dozen men came out of the convoy.People stood in line, their faces full of despair.

The patriarch said to the razor: "Including me, you can kill these people at will."

"What about the rest?"

"The rest are young people, women and children, please give them a chance to reform themselves, my lord." The patriarch knelt down on both knees and made a big salute.

In the old days, when Razor was still called "Fasnut", he would have softened his heart.But now the ferocious blood was rushing through his body, and the violent blood rushed straight to his mind.He raised his two knives angrily, and said, "No! I don't know how to—"

"We will not harm women and children, nor will we harm you!" Faceless Ranger suddenly interrupted Razor, "Get out of here, and don't do bad things again."

"What did you say?" Razor called.

The needle-like sword was at Razor's throat.

Razor raised his chin subconsciously, staring at the cold needle under his eyelid.And Netway shouted, "Ranger! What are you doing?"

"This is the way a ranger does things, Razor." The Faceless Ranger shook the blade, and the razor's skin felt itchy. He swallowed, and his Adam's apple slipped on the tip of the sword, "Soldiers obey the general, clansmen obey the patriarch, their The living environment determines that they can only be robbers. Although these ordered people are guilty, they are not worthy of death."

"Then let them go like this! The murderer must pay the price!"

"Okay." The Faceless Ranger took the sword from Razor's throat, and then he pointed at the little wolf cubs with his sword, and said, "You guys, give me a thumbs up! Put a 'Hello Great!' pose." He said and demonstrated.

People raised their thumbs for some unknown reason, but the patriarch hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, and raised his fingers.

The north wind suddenly blew up, and the Faceless Ranger also flashed like the north wind. When he went down three times, a dozen thumbs fell off like jujubes from a tree.People screamed in pain, and the people in the convoy also let out bursts of exclamation.

The Faceless Ranger flicked the rapier, and the edge of the sword swayed like strings, with blood droplets splashing and distinct particles.He put the sword back into its sheath and said, "From now on, you people will not be able to hold swords. This is your punishment." Then he winked at Razor with the big eyes on the mask, "Master Razor, you Are you satisfied?"

Of course Razor was not satisfied, this bit of blood could not cool down the rage in his body, it only made him more irritable. "No!" he shouted,

"These people will not be kind in the future, and they will even come back to seek revenge! I have to—"

The Faceless Ranger pointed his sword at him again, this time Razor prepared ahead of time, he avoided the thrusting needle, and then stabbed the Faceless Ranger with the knife in his right hand.At this time, the Faceless Ranger dodged, and drew another sword out of nowhere, and lightly pierced Razor's shoulder.Then the red mist filled the air, and Razor could see nothing.

Netway cried, "Enough! What do you want? Does one have to die to be happy?"

Then the red mist faded, Razor touched the wound on his shoulder, and thought to himself: He has shown mercy, otherwise I might not even be able to keep this half of my arm.

The Faceless Ranger disappeared the knife as if by magic. He said to Razor: "These people will be good or bad in the future, no one can tell. Everything will have to wait until they grow up." The Faceless Ranger slowly Tun Tun said, "But you can't deny them a chance, Razor."

"But I-"

At this time, the red mist entangled him again, and the razor yelled suddenly: "Nateway, what are you doing?"

"That's enough, Fasnat, you should calm down." Natway appeared behind him, hugged him tightly, and said, "Let them go."

The Faceless Ranger said to those people: "Why don't you go quickly?"

The patriarch saluted him and said, "Thank you, sir!" Then the convoy set off quickly.After everyone left, Netway removed the red mist.

I'm going to kill this woman!The thought swelled in Razor's head.

Not only this woman, but also that faceless person!I'm going to kill them all!

Thinking of this, his heart began to pound, and countless murderous scenes had already appeared in his mind: he saw himself beheading the Faceless Ranger, stabbing Netway in the stomach again, and tearing out her internal organs; In a blink of an eye, the scene changed to him beheading the Faceless Ranger's limbs, and then beheading him; then he bit Netway to death on the bed, and ate her flesh and blood...

"Fasnat!" Natway yelled, "I don't think you can perform the task anymore, let's go back to the temple."

Razor glared at her and asked, "Why? What did I do wrong? I just wanted to kill these bandits!"

Netway and the Faceless Ranger were speechless. She thought for a while and then said, "You think they should all die?"

"Yeah, damn them all!" cried Razor.

Knightway frowned helplessly, and the Faceless Ranger said to her, "He's gone crazy, you can't persuade him."

But Netway was still not reconciled. She said, "You told me that the earl you used to serve was also a judge. You respect him, right?"

"Yes."

"Would you have killed all these people if you were that lord?"

"he……"

Of course Haven won't, Lord Haven will try them and convict everyone.Whether it is death penalty, imprisonment or exile, everyone can get the corresponding punishment... As for innocent women and children, they will definitely be released without charge.

Thinking of this, Razor finally felt that something was wrong.

big question.

Justice has become an excuse for his bloodlust.

"Fasnat, go back," Natway said to him, "go back to Dara Kasha, let him help you remove the curse, and then become an ordinary person with clean blood. Otherwise...you will become a vicious monster of."

"Never!" Razor said sternly, "I'd rather be a monster than a cripple!"

Chapter No.16: De Laier, a wealthy party

Chapter No.16: De Laier, a wealthy party

Delaire took a leisurely walk on the pier, followed by a dozen entourages.

Some of the people behind him held a coat for him, some prepared towels and umbrellas, and some carried a stool to rest his feet at any time.

This was the third day after Razor and the others left, and the news of the extermination of the two major gangs had already spread.As the mastermind of all this, Dreyer has been treated extremely well-now he is the king of the Rotten Flesh, and even the god of the Rotten Flesh.

He wiped out the Necromancer Association overnight, and drove away the Wolf Stone Clan the next day.Dreyer deliberately acted high-profile this time. He pulled out the corpse of the necromancer and flogged it, and hung it all over the street; then he publicly auctioned off the properties of the Wolfstone Clan. In order to tell these bastards in Rotten Flesh: Now this is my domain, Delaire Hansrock!

This works very, very well!

Now the merchants in Rotten Flesh Beach lined up to curry favor with him, and those local hooligans swarmed around him, and they couldn't even go away.

But Dreyer would not accept any gifts, nor would he take any bribes.He is not greedy for these small money and small profits, what he wants is to make big money.

Rotten meat beach pier has been frozen, and many ships are docked in the ice.The cold wind was biting, and Dreyer wrapped his coat tightly.

I will mobilize this port until spring.Although the inner harbor is not big, it is enough to dock one or two large ships.Before that, I will renovate the port and hire a group of reliable port staff from Wine City.At that time, I will absorb all the surrounding merchant ships, and then... oh, I better dig a canal.But this is a matter of the future, and it is too early to say this.

After returning from the pier, he said to Sariva: "Bring the most experienced sailors, captains and cartographers in Rotten Flesh."