Three Philosophical Questions for Travelers

Cade should have smiled at this moment, but he hid his smile in his heart. He said with a stern face, "Defeat the Bone Kahn, guard the disciples of Seraphim, and then you will wash away your grievances and regain your glory. I also swear ,What I said is real."

"I can't believe your oath, Your Majesty. I can't even believe a word you said before." His eyes drifted again, "Do you really want me to protect the northern border, or use my power to complete you?" political goals? Is the little trident really approaching the city?"

Cade said, "Come on. The Father's gate is broken."

"But there's Eaglehead—I don't think the Little Trident can beat it," he said.

The king became impatient, and said, "Then how can you go to war?"

The knight looked at him, and said with a half-smile: "I'll come out to help after you die. But if the Heworth family is in power for a day, I won't be able to return to the army."

Cade was annoyed, and he roared: "Okay! If I die in battle, then you must come out and pick up this mess! Can you swear to me, Candine Lastor?"

The molten iron was already boiling, bubbles burst, and sparks crackled.Cade was sweating profusely from the heat.

"I swear to Seraphim." He held up two fingers.

well.

That's enough, thought the king, I'm not going to let you out now anyway.

If I let you out now, I will die immediately.Although my palace is large, it cannot accommodate such a monster.

So what am I here for today?Arranging funeral?ha!

Cade originally thought that he and the knight could trust each other—just like in the story, the wise lord cooperates with the virtuous ministers to turn the tide and destroy the ruins.

The end of my game at court, he thought.

"That's it, I'm going back," Cade said.

Just before he left, the knight suddenly said to him: "Your Majesty, if you want to fight by yourself, you should train your muscles first. You can't ride a horse like this."

"I will remember your advice." Cade said, "Please also remember your oath."

"I will keep my oath, and then you can leave this world with peace of mind, Your Majesty," he said.

So the king turned away, leaving the hot molten iron behind.He ran all the way out of the tower, and when the icy air enveloped him, he took a deep breath.At this moment, he felt that winter was very beautiful.

Then he took a car to Tianhu Lake, the lake was frozen, and the surroundings were all white.Cade looked relaxed and happy, and he suddenly thought: If I dig a hole in the middle of the frozen lake to fish, it should feel good.

Immediately, he was amused by his absurd thoughts—the two countries would go to war at any time, his life was at stake, and the only knight who could fight was still cursing him to die early.But at this time, he was still in the mood to go fishing.

I shouldn't be king, he thought with a wry smile.

It's snowing again, and it seems like this winter will never end.The butler saluted him and said, "Your Majesty, it's very cold here. I beg you to take care of yourself and return to the palace as soon as possible."

"But it's safer here than in the palace." Cade said without turning his head, "At least no one wants my life here."

Chapter 25: Razor does not believe in fate, a

Chapter 25: Razor does not believe in fate, a

"I need to sleep for a few days, and my body will be fine when I wake up." Netway told Razor like this three days ago.

She didn't say how long she'd be asleep or if she'd wake up.So the razor can only guard her, waiting for her to wake up.

A week has passed since the First Battle of the Secret Realm. In that battle, Knightway was severely injured by the God of Fiends, and has never been out of danger since then.Netway's life structure is different from that of human beings. According to her own statement, she practiced ancient blood magic in Dara Kasha.She can perfectly control the structure of her body through magic power, and her spiritual power can spread to every "cell" of herself-this is a new word, Razor has never heard of it.Netway told him that the body is composed of countless cells. This kind of thing like a small bug is invisible and intangible, but it really exists.And the ancient alchemy can use magic power to operate on cells and change their structure and state.

It turned out that there was a huge cell bank in Netway's body.When there are enough cells, if her liver is broken, she can mobilize these cells to change shape and repair the liver; if the arm is broken, she can also borrow cells from other parts to repair the arm... The problem now is, Knight Most of the cells in Vi's body were dead.There are not enough cells left to repair a complete body.

So she had to sleep, waiting for the cell bank to fill up.But if the cell bank went on strike this time, then she would be sleepless too.

Razor didn't quite understand what she said, Razor only knew that Netwig might just sleep like this forever.

So Razor found the help of the witches, and he hoped that the magic of the tree elves could cure Netweier.

After returning from the secret realm, Haven's wife—Isrit Ambside became the earl of Hummingbird City.Razor wondered why, but never had a chance to ask.In the past few days, Isrit has been busy taking over the government affairs of Hummingbird City, and has to rest for the rest of the time. She is getting closer and closer to her due date, and she may give birth in a few days.

Razor and Estherite met several times, and talked about what happened in the past few months together.The two of them have experienced too much in the past six months, it is really hard to describe.Both he and Mrs. Ambside have changed too much. From Razor's point of view, although Isrit has a pregnant woman's belly at this moment, her hands and feet are thinner than before.Her skin also became rougher and darker.But this woman's eyes are as fierce and sharp as a she-wolf's.She no longer spoke in a soft voice, she began to be able to scold the servants angrily like a nobleman, and deter the slaves with coercion.Sometimes her sudden growls would shake Razor.

She is a countess now, and a strong mother, Razor thought.

Have I changed a lot myself?He thought to himself, I am more irritable and irritable than before, I am impatient and suspicious... He mustered up the courage to ask Isrit, and said, "In your opinion, is there any difference between me and before?"

Isrit answered him, "Razor, you are Razor, not Fasnat. It seems to me that you are almost two different people than before."

Razor didn't know how to respond. There wasn't much to say between him and Isrit in the past, and the two maintained the mutual respect of master and servant.Same now.

Razor suddenly found that he had no one to talk to.

In fact, he didn't have it before, but he didn't have such a need before.In the past, the razor was strong enough and he would not be confused. He had no distracting thoughts in his heart, and he didn't need to talk about it, but now...

He is worried about the future.

Today, he came to Netway's bed with hot medicinal soup in his hand.This was the third day of Netway's deep sleep, and her face changed from calm to frowning.Sometimes she also talks nonsense.

The razor touched her forehead and found that it was getting hotter and hotter.

Witch doctors, witches and tree elves have all come to see her condition.However, those nervous guys just muttered in secret, but no one dared to treat Netway.Estherite also came, but she couldn't do anything.

"I can only pray," said the new Countess of Hummingbird, "that she recovers by herself,"

But Razor knows that prayers are useless.Every one of his enemies may have prayed before they died, but Razor never showed mercy.What's more, he still remembered Lord Haiwen's warning to him: There are no gods in this world, and even if there were, they would be cruel and ruthless evil gods.Otherwise, how could there be so much suffering in the world?

Everything is up to you.

So Razor tried to find a way to rescue Netway by himself.

He still remembered the spells of refining demons, and there were many ways to heal illnesses and injuries here.Razor found the spell-casting materials according to the records in the ancient books.Included are three herbs, blood of four animals, turtle shells, powdered magic metals, and something that provides magical powers.

These materials are not difficult to find. He can buy the first few from the witches, and the latter happened to be brought back from the secret realm by Estherite.

So Razor went to find the herb shop of the academic witch, and bought spell-casting materials from it.The witch's herb room was filled with a strange smell of medicinal materials, which was pungent at first, but after getting used to it, it smelled like a medicinal fragrance.There are eight huge shelves in the room, filled with all kinds of weird things.Razor saw herbs, hides, metal, bones, shells, potions, and the dried carcasses of animals.

Razor made a list in advance, and he manipulated the iron hand with his mind to take out the items and show them to the clerk.The clerk was a young witch apprentice. She looked at the list, then at Razor's face, and immediately said with a look of panic: "My lord, please wait a moment, some of the goods here are too rare. I need to inform the elders. "

"how long?"

"Maybe a day and a half."

"I'll wait here." Razor casually pulled a stool and sat down.

The man ran away all the way, but came back not long after.He handed the medicine to the razor and said, "My lord, what you want."

The guy's eyes flickered, and he couldn't look straight into Razor's face.The razor didn't feel right, so he checked the medicinal materials, and said while checking him: "I don't see things well, how do you do it?"

The apprentice quickly said: "This is prepared by the elders, I don't know!"

"Then I'll go to the elder." Razor stuffed the herbs back into the bag.

The apprentice hurried up to stop him, saying: "My lord, the elder..." Having said this, the door suddenly opened, and a witch walked in.It was an old woman with a strong body, dressed in gray clothes, with sharp eyes and a thin face, her eyebrows were twisted together and turned down, she looked unfriendly.

"The medicine is all right," she said to Razor, "but I tell you, you won't save her life with these things!"

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Razor doesn't believe in fate, two

Razor doesn't believe in fate, two

Razor froze for a moment, he looked at the old woman, but there was no expression on the woman's face.After a while, Razor lowered his voice and lowered his gaze, and said, "What can I do to save her?"

The old witch summoned several spell-casting mediums, and the apprentice took them out one by one.The witch took it over, looked at it, smelled it, and rubbed it in her hands.Then she cast spells on these things, congealing these herbs, bones and powders together.She handed the pill-like thing to Razor, and said, "The red-haired woman is too badly wounded to be saved. This thing will only ease her pain."

Razor accepted it while thanking him, but he was not reconciled. He asked the woman, "Is there no way to save her?"

The gray-clothed witch pondered for a while, and said, "I'm afraid I'll take you in too, soldier."

"I am not afraid of death," said Razor.

The gray witch said, "It's not a question of whether you're afraid or not, it's a question of whether it makes sense—look outside."

Razor looked outside, saw a sheet of snow, and said, "What's going on outside?"

"What do you see?" the witch asked him.

"Nothing at all."

"It's not that there's nothing, there's ice, snow and cold wind, and there will be many more frozen corpses every night."

Razor disagreed, "There is no one who does not freeze to death in winter."

The gray witch took off her robe and sat on the bench.She lowered her head, her thin face full of sadness.

"It's not like that, soldier." She said earnestly, "You're from the north, you've seen snow, but it's different here. It shouldn't snow here, and Hummingbird City has almost no record of snow in history. This white fluff looks beautiful, but it is bitingly cold to the touch."

Razor shook his head with a wry smile and said, "It's nothing, I've seen snow bigger than this in the Gulf."

"But people in the south have never seen it. This snow has blocked traffic and paralyzed villages and towns. Soldiers, if you leave to collect medicine at this time, you will have nowhere to stay."

When Razor heard the word, he asked the witch, "You want me to gather medicine? What medicine?"

"Blister flowers may save your friend's life." The witch said to him, "It's three days away from here, go straight north, there is a mountain with a cow's back, the local farmers know where the flowers grow, you need to give them gold coins Speak."

Razor quickly said: "I see, I'll set off right away, thank you!"

"No, I suggest you wait until spring. Although the blister flowers will bloom in winter, but this winter is too cold, I don't know if those flowers can hold it."

"Then how long do we have to wait?"

"Half a month, maybe longer. Because this year's spring may be late."

It might be too late then, Razor thought. "I'm going right away! Tomorrow I'm going."

"That's too late. When you come back, the blister flower will wither."

"what?"

"The flower will wither within three hours after picking it. You have to pick it and decoct the patient on the spot. Give it up, soldier." The witch sighed, "Maybe I shouldn't have told you about it." "

Three hours, three hours for a three-day journey?Unless I have wings, I'm sure I won't be able to make it back.

But I can take Nightaway with me!I can learn to take the prescription, and then decoct it for her on the spot, so that there is still time.

Razor knows that this is a very dangerous idea, and Netway's current physical condition may not be able to bear a trip—it's cold and snowy, but we two are going to the mountains far away to find herbs?I'm afraid that instead of dying from injuries, Netway will die from this trip.

And the lady is about to give birth, so I should be by her side.

All kinds of thoughts were intertwined, and Razor couldn't make a decision immediately.Razor didn't want to take any chances, but he didn't want to see Netway die in bed.

So Razor asked the witch, "Is this way easy?"

The witch said: "If it's summer, it's good to go."

"Then it's definitely not easy to go now."

The witch sneered and said, "Even in the city, there is no knees in the snow, let alone in the wild?"

That being the case, the chariots and horses cannot leave.Without a car, how can I take Knightway out?Do I carry her?Carrying her on his back for three days in the cold wind?

It seemed hopeless, and Razor left the pharmacy after thanking the witch.He wanted to discuss it with Estherite, but Estherite was taking a nap.The day when the wife was about to give birth was getting closer, and her body was getting weaker and weaker.Razor felt that he shouldn't disturb her rest, so he waited quietly at the door.He sat alone in the corridor on the second floor of Hummingbird City, looking at the bleakness in front of him-Hummingbird City was originally a colorful treasure ship surrounded by flowers and vines, but now it snowed heavily, all colors disappeared, leaving only white snow.The vines and flowers turned black and yellow, and shrank under the claws of the white demon.

The witch was right, the South couldn't stand the snow like that.Razor looked out the window, where there happened to be a man who had frozen to death.It was a skinny child, lying on the white snow as if he had fallen asleep.The snow was still falling, and it didn't take long for the child to be covered in snow and become a white human figure.I'm afraid he will be buried by Bai Xue tomorrow, and will not be dug out until spring.

Just at this moment, the door of Estelle's room rang.

The young mother walked out slowly, and the female orc supported her.

"Ma'am." Razor saluted.

"Well, Razor." Isrit didn't call out his old name anymore, "You need me for something?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"It's cold outside, come inside." Isrit said to him.

The Orc-woman said to her, "You cannot let a man into your house, mother."

Isrit said: "It's okay, the razor is my bodyguard—come in. Ginkgo, go get some hot drinks."

"Yes, mother." The female orc stepped back.

Razor followed Isrit into the room.

The Countess's bedroom was large, with a blazing fire; the bed was covered with three thick blankets and piled up with cushions.Unlike outside, many people outside have no cotton clothes to wear. Southerners have never been prepared to fight the severe winter.

The two sat down at the table, and Estherite started yawning again as soon as she sat down.She rubbed her forehead with her fingers and said, "What's the matter, Razor? What can I do for you?"