Evetrona's old stories

Physical fatigue is not eliminated by fear.She sat against the head of the bed for a while, but sleepiness surged up, she closed her eyes, and woke up with a shiver the next second.She stood up and stayed by the bed for a while, then made a decision, put the quilt on her body, opened the door quietly, and went to the outside room.

A dozen or so knights were lying on the ground in disorder, sleeping soundly, and there was a hot smell in the air.Eve straddled the arm of a knight, went to the corner of the wall behind him, sat down slowly, leaned against the wall and closed her eyes.

Before that, Eve never thought that she could fall asleep peacefully amidst such loud snoring.

The next morning, Eve was woken up by Marco. When she opened her eyes, she saw several people around her, and they also looked at Eve curiously.

"Hey, I've seen people who sleep dishonestly and can sleep from the bed to the floor, but I haven't seen you who can toss so much—you just ran outside. Isn't this called sleepwalking?" Marco said half-jokingly.

Eve looked up and glanced at him.At this time, she was wrapped in a quilt, and her face looked a little haggard.

"Are you... having a nightmare?" Marco asked.

Eve nodded slowly, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Maybe I was too tired yesterday and my nerves were always stretched. How do you feel now?"

"I am fine."

"Then get up and eat something, you didn't eat last night."

"I won't eat, I have no appetite." Eve shook her head.

"How about I ask the military chaplain to come over and chat with you?" Marco was a little worried, "You are not in a good state of mind now."

Eve was silent for a while, and finally pulled off the quilt on her body. She stood up unsteadily, and said to Marco, "Let's go to eat."

"That's right, let's go!"

The rest of the knights also smiled when they saw her cheer up.

Eve followed these people to the castle hall, where the knights distributed breakfast.

The main hall of Xilinsburg is very spacious. At this time, not only members of the knight order and warlord team are dining here, but also those women and children who originally lived in the bandit den.A hum of voices could be heard in the hall, but it was generally quiet.People in twos and threes sat on the ground, eating hard bread dipped in potato soup, and talking a little more from time to time.

The crying sound from the west side of the hall caught Eve's attention.A woman in a black padded jacket was sitting under a blue pier, holding a five or six-year-old boy in her arms. The corners of the boy's mouth were red and swollen, possibly due to lip sores.A man dressed as a knight squatted in front of the mother and daughter, making faces at the child, and the child cried even harder.The mother stuffed the cold mushy soup into the child's mouth together with the clear mucus on his lips. At this time, the little boy would close his mouth, chew the food in his mouth seriously, and be quiet for a while, but his black bean-like eyes were still staring at the strange man in front of him, and his small fists were tightly clenched on both sides of his body, as if he was about to hit the bearded man in the face in the next moment.

"Hey, don't look! It's all up to you." Marco waved his arms in front of her eyes.

At this moment, they were queuing up for dinner, and Eve turned around, only to find that the people in front of her had already left.Carrying a rectangular metal box with a handle, she hurried to the front of the steps.The uncle serving the rice glanced at her, silently took the lunch box in her hand, skillfully scooped out a few quivering pieces of meat from the soup pot, placed them on the bottom of the lunch box, and then began to fill the soup.When the lunch box returned to Eve's hands, the thick soup had already started to spread out, making it all over the lunch box.

"Thank you." Eve left carefully holding the lunch box, took another piece of bread from the dining table, and stood aside waiting for Marco.

Marco held his crumpled lunch box and knelt on the ground under the surprised eyes of everyone. Everyone noticed his unusual behavior in a strange atmosphere, and the whole hall fell silent down.

"Ah, it is a great honor to meet you, Mr. Potato Stew!" His foreign accent came out again.

Eve noticed that the chair under the soup pot looked familiar—it was the one she sat on yesterday.

A burst of manic laughter suddenly broke out in the hall, the laughter seemed to be mocking, and the laughter was merciless.Eve also laughed, but after laughing, she felt embarrassed—the seat once belonged only to the Lord of the Mountain, but now there was a soup pot with potatoes on it.

Their lives, their dignity, and everything related to it, all collapsed amidst this laughter, not worth mentioning.

[104] Winter Wind (22 of [-])

Since there are still a lot of things to be busy with, the Knights' breakfast and lunch were combined into one meal.At around nine o'clock in the morning, most people had finished their meal, but they had not left the main hall of the castle.

A skinny man in a white casualty suit was supported by several knights, walked up the steps of the hall, and bowed deeply under the curious eyes of everyone.This person's name is Pulong, and he is the knight who was rescued from the basement—he is not young now.

There was a lot of discussion in the audience.The knight beside Pu Long raised his hand and clapped his hands vigorously to make everyone quiet.

"Everyone, everyone must have heard about what happened to our companion. He should be lying on the bed and resting, but he insisted on pulling my arm just now and asked me to bring him here—" He glanced Pu Long beside him said, "Our resolute partner has something to say to everyone. He is weak and can't speak loudly, so let's not make any noise, shall we?"

Everyone responded, or nodded repeatedly, and some clapped their hands.

The knight raised his hand, and the hall returned to silence.Putting one hand on the shoulder of the knight beside him, Pu Long spoke a few words with great difficulty, but no one heard him clearly.

"He said that he didn't dare to think that he would be rescued one day..." The knight repeated Pu Long's words loudly to the confused crowd, "but he believed in the Holy Fengyue Knights, so he persisted and did not fall..."

Pu Long only said a few words, and burst into tears.It was rare for a grown man to cry, let alone on such an occasion, so full of tears.

A young man who had been imprisoned for six or seven years wasted his most precious time in hunger and darkness, and spent his life in the most meaningless way.If such pain had not been experienced personally, why would he only imagine it based on experience—he recalled those unbearable experiences, and his regret finally surfaced on his face—he hated his own powerlessness and lamented the trick of fate.Even for the rest of his life until now, he still suffers from being unable to describe his pain to others—even one or two thousandths.

He wanted to tell everyone about his misfortune, but he could only utter a lot of incoherent nonsense, and after a long time, these neurotic companions had lost their patience, and whispers gradually started in the hall .

The greatest comfort that a person can give another person is understanding and recognition, and Eve has a deep understanding of this.Everyone in the knight order could see that she was not in a good condition today, so they could take care of her, but when the same situation happened to Pulong, they acted carelessly.Perhaps in the eyes of these knights, women's hearts are inherently fragile and should be cared for; while they themselves are always indestructible-showing weakness is a shame, and it is a stupid and ridiculous behavior to beg for comfort from others by showing one's own wounds.

Not indifference—they just underestimated the suffering that Pulong was going through, and therefore dismissed him.In the Knights Order, even if someone lost an ear or a finger, they would also unscrupulously joke about the pain of their partner, and then hang shoulders with the injured and drink a glass of strong wine or Wick Bronman to express their concern and express their disapproval of bad luck. Looking at Pu Long, he just lost his freedom for a few years. Is his experience more unacceptable than the misfortune of those disabled?

The knight beside Pulong had to raise his hand several times to signal for everyone to be quiet, but the situation got worse and worse.There was not much rest time, someone threw the tableware into the bucket, making it rattle; someone was talking to his companion, but the surrounding voices were getting louder, and he had to raise his volume one by one; The people in the back row were the first to lose patience, and they turned and left the hall with their partners one after another.

Seeing this situation, Pu Long couldn't help feeling a little disheartened. He was immersed in the suffering of his own memories, squatted on the ground, hugged his head and cried, and then covered his mouth and coughed and gasped.

Pulong was originally full of agitation and wanted to start his new life with a speech full of gratitude, but he didn't expect things to develop like this-he messed up and became a joke. , it seems that he also resisted because of his companion's neglect.Years of living in the dungeon made him a little nervous. He was afraid of being alone, afraid of the black tentacles spreading out from the cracks in the ground, and dragging him into the deep loneliness again.

"Let's go too, it's not exciting to watch." Marco said to Eve.

Eve stood up, but grabbed Marco who was about to leave.

"If you look at him like that, no one cares about it?" Eve couldn't see it, "Did you say that you have a chaplain in the army, why don't you let him go and enlighten him?"

"He asked for the advice." Marco pointed to the ground, and the two of them squatted down again, "You don't know the situation, you don't know what this person was like when he first joined the Knights. At that time, he was arrogant all day long. Let me tell you, even though he has been imprisoned for so many years, his temperament has not changed at all. He always thinks he is someone. Look, who cares about him now."

Eve turned her head to look at the man on the stage who was coughing continuously, and said nothing.

"However, not all of our knights are the kind of people who care about everything. It's just that in the current situation, no one is willing to come forward to take care of this matter. They are afraid of being laughed at." When Marco said this, he changed his subject again. Zhuan, "But you can help me. You are new here and don't know the situation. Even if you do something unpleasant, people will think you are kind-hearted and a little stupid at best."

"How can I help?"

"Say something nice to persuade him to leave, just give him a step down." Marco said, "Otherwise, you can give him a sweet kiss, and he will definitely remember you forever—of course, this sentence is a joke, haha."

Eve nodded, she thought she could indeed do something about this kind of thing.

When she first came to Klikin, Nanfen was very satisfied with her in every aspect, but only in terms of character, the hostess felt that she still needed some guidance.

Nanfen thinks that Eve seems a little too indifferent towards strangers.They often traveled around Bomeng in a horse-drawn carriage, and they often encountered people in need of help—sometimes the local poor or children, sometimes people who were injured or had heatstroke, or the driver who parked the carriage on the side of the road because of a broken axle, or even a drunk who was lying in the ditch and sleeping soundly.Eve still remembered why she was reprimanded by Nanfen for the first time - at that time, a burly man with scars on his face sat in the snow in the depths of winter, his collar was covered with blood, and it was unknown who it was.It was five o'clock in the morning, and the mother and daughter had just returned from a friend's house. The driver spotted the man sitting on the side of the road and reported it to the hostess.Seeing this, Nanfen asked the coachman to stop and got out of the carriage to check the situation.At this moment, Eve grabbed her wrist, trying to stop her adventurous behavior, but Nan Fen shook off her hand and said in a not-so-gentle tone: "How can I turn a blind eye to such a cold weather?" Then she waded through the snow to the side of the road with the driver.Eve wanted to go with her, but was pushed back into the carriage by Nanfen.

The object of Nanfen's bad intentions is almost not limited to anyone, so Eve often can't help but stop her, but this time, Nanfen is finally unhappy.It was the first time Eve saw her show such an expression to herself, and she was so frightened that she didn't dare to breathe out.

The result was a near miss.Nanfen gave the man a section of sausage and half a bottle of wine, poured some calming tincture that she often took, and watched him drink it before leaving.The man was very cooperative, and when Nanfen returned to the carriage, he waved his hand in this direction.

Most of the wealthy people in the capital are extremely fancy about their own reputation and fame.In fact, the status of the Dakeren family in Boyun Manor is not much different from that of the nobles in the old fiefdom system—the possible difference is that farmers enjoy personal freedom and pay taxes to the state instead of the landlord.The working people don’t care about the difference in letter or form, and they have long been accustomed to this long-standing way of life—they call the Dakren couple, who are equal to them in the legal sense, Master and Madam, and if they have difficulties or disputes in life, they are more willing to go to those dignified and prestigious people, rather than go to unreasonable officials or take cold legal channels.

The local people with a low level of education trust these prestigious rich people very much, and for the rich people, this kind of trust is also a kind of responsibility-if they can represent justice and conscience, then they must be stricter than Discipline yourself and lead by example.They need to be responsible for the promises they utter and what they do. For this reason, they even have to cater to the likes and dislikes of the public and say things they don't agree with.They may crowd out opponents in officialdom, suppress colleagues in business wars, or even break the law for tax evasion, but in front of these people, he must pretend to be a master of the sky, and behave in every way. .

Regardless of virtue, it can be regarded as a transaction.The people have gained tangible benefits, while the rich have gained peace of mind.

But in fact, Nanfen has never considered these things. She is a simple person, but also a famous warm-hearted person.She has a very high reputation around Bomeng, and among women and children, this evaluation is even higher than that of her husband.Nanfen never stands on the sidelines. She regards her charitable behavior as an obligation. Over time, her words and deeds are also subtly affecting Eve.

Evil deeds are spurned by others, but virtues infect people's hearts.No one would have ridiculed the willingness of the foolish to give if it had not been full of disappointment with the deteriorating world—the magistrate visited about a week later, and brought a letter.It was only then that Nanfen knew that the person she met was a murderer—but he did not intend to kill—this person fled in fear of crime, met Nanfen on the way, and accepted her help.Perhaps inspired by it, he surrendered himself on the same day and insisted on writing a thank you letter to this kind person who met by chance.Although he didn't know who the beautiful lady he met at that time was, but after describing it, the listener already knew it.

Eve experienced the whole story of this incident first-hand, and was greatly shocked in her heart.In her opinion, this kind of thing is more like a fabrication, which does not conform to her common sense logic at all.

In this era, there seem to be altruists, idealists and even utopians everywhere. They firmly believe in what they defend, the existence of fairness and justice, and their spiritual pursuits are even higher than their own lives.To some, such pursuits appear morbid and unrealistic, but all agree that they are undeniably noble.

Eve is not Nanfen, she has her own principles of dealing with things, maybe a compromise can be made - it's not that you can't do good things, but doing good things doesn't mean you have to show your face.

"Marco, how do you welcome the new knights?" Eve suddenly had an idea.

"How else can we welcome you? Let's eat and drink." Marco was a little puzzled by her question.

"Don't you all like to sing, is there any suitable song for this situation?"

"Oh, there is indeed—"Destroy Mount Embaita", have you heard of it?"

Eve shook her head.

"You also know that my singing is out of tune, but there is one person who is absolutely suitable." Marco understood Eve's intentions almost instantly. He told Eve to stay where he was, and ran to the front row with a stoop.Not long after, a head stuck out from the crowd and glanced at Eve.When Eve saw the thick black beard of the other party, she immediately recognized that it was Laningov, the captain of the second team with a bit of a temper.I don't know how Ma Ke persuaded him, but the two quickly walked towards this side.

"Brilliant idea!" Laningov sat down across from Eve, "I was just thinking about whether I should go up to comfort him, this group of people really... The Knights really don't look like the Knights anymore."

Laningov is not a person willing to talk nonsense, he cleared his throat, deliberated for two seconds, and then spoke.

In the noisy hall, the voice of a man singing suddenly sounded. The voice was not loud at first, but everyone could hear it. After a while, the solo singing turned into a chorus of many people.

Laningov turned his back to the stage and sang the song Embaita Mountain vigorously, while Marco kept encouraging his companions around him to sing along with Laningov.Most people didn't know the situation, but Laningov couldn't wait any longer. He stood up, and while singing, he kicked the backs of those who were still in a daze. As a result, more and more people sang, and it seemed The depressed singing voice gradually became cheerful and excited.Because different people have different singing styles, in this spacious hall, Eve can actually hear a feeling of parallel polyphony.

"Destroy Enbaita Mountain" is a traditional folk song, which tells how the knights of Mount Shengfeng flattened and polished Enbaita Mountain, and built the current Benlong Fort step by step on it.

After the song was finished, Laningov didn't even take a breath, and immediately sang again. Everyone was infected by his singing, and they sang even harder. Some people raised their hands above their heads to beat the beat, and some tapped the lunch box with a spoon. The atmosphere was chaotic and harmonious.

When Pu Long heard this song, he seemed to have returned to the scene when he was training with his comrades. He listened quietly, and the warm feeling returned to his body.

Memories flooded his mind. He thought of the places he had been to, the girl he had loved, and the frivolity of his youth, as if life had come back.

Pu Long did not completely waste his time—the seven years of captivity was also a kind of cruel precipitation.

[105] Winter Wind (23 of [-])

Ahead, the team moved slowly.With the return of the advance team, the Knights began to withdraw one after another.Eve followed the first batch of evacuated teams. Apart from Hollyn and his subordinates, Laningev's team was also on the list.

On the return trip, the atmosphere in the team was much more relaxed than when they came. Although the commander was still at the front, when the knights started making trouble, they still acted a little unscrupulous.

The monitor lizard of Yoder Julian is still the same as when it came here, crawling happily with its belly attached to the snow, making a series of rustling sounds, but if you look carefully, you can find that the monitor lizard is still hanging from its tail. personal.The man used both hands and feet, tightly hugging the tip of the monitor lizard's tail to prevent himself from being thrown out.The armored tail shook violently as it moved forward, until for a moment, the monitor lizard seemed to finally sense the foreign object on the tail, it raised its tail, patted the ground lightly, and left the man behind. on the ground.

The onlookers behind him hissed long or shortly, and Yoder Julian, who was sitting on the monitor lizard, shook his head and laughed.

"It's a bit close." Marco commented.He watched this group of people playing around, and his heart was eager to try. After watching for a long time, he finally couldn't help but said to Eve: "Help me lead the horse, let me show you a hand." He handed the reins to Eve, He got off his horse and ran forward at an astonishing speed.

When everyone saw Marco squeezed in, they all greeted him with punches and punches, and they didn't know whether he was liked or hated.

After leaving Xilinsburg, Eve's mood improved a lot.At this time, the dark clouds cleared away, the blue sky was washed away, the vast snow field and the blue clear sky converged at the end of the line of sight, the mountains were undulating, and the domes were clearly separated.Since the team was still transporting luggage and some captives, the speed of travel was slow. Although the knights still maintained their formation to a certain extent, their behavior along the way seemed a bit sloppy.

Eve saw that the front was slowing down, so she also dismounted, holding a rein in each hand, and walked forward step by step through the snow.Among the group of people, Marco was still lying firmly on the tip of the monitor lizard's tail, swaying left and right following the rhythm of the monitor lizard's steps, raising one arm and swinging in the air from time to time, seemingly with ease.

Eve couldn't help being a little dazed. The calm and leisurely appearance of the knights seemed to have existed for a long time, as if they had never experienced yesterday's battle.

Not long after, Yoder Julian seemed to have seen something, he slammed his heel on the waist of the mount, and the monitor lizard rushed out, leaped over a group of riders, and galloped forward.Ma Ke was thrown away by the sudden action of the giant, and rolled twice in the snow before getting up humming.Marco patted the snow sticking to his body, angrily wanted to question Yoder Julian, but found that his companions around him had already raised their weapons and shields.

"Enemy attack! Hostility! Be on alert—" There were shouts one after another from the front.

But the commotion only lasted for a moment, and many knights quickly lifted their guard.Eve led the two horses and stood there in a daze until everyone put their swords back into their sheaths. She didn't know what she was supposed to do now.

Marco ran back, took the reins from her, got on the horse, and then urged Eve to get on the horse as well. He instructed: "Something may have happened ahead, don't run around in a while."

Eve nodded.Everyone returned to the queue, no longer as loose as before.The students in the training center behind them were all whispering and talking, but they were reprimanded by the old knight who led the team.

Everyone knows very little about the situation ahead.People looked around and moved forward with the main force.Everyone remained silent, as if they were waiting for the answer to the mystery to be revealed.

The crowd walking in front slowed down, and the knights were slowly circling aside.Marco couldn't bear his temper, and urged the naked horse to run a few steps, and squeezed to the front first, and Eve followed closely behind.

"It's miserable, it's too miserable..." Marco shook his head and sighed. He looked back at Eve, and made room for her while shaking his head.

Eve poked her head and glanced at the crowd, but was suddenly stunned.

It was the first time she had seen human brains.

At this time, the two knights were squatting next to a headless corpse, as if they were checking the condition of the corpse.Another knight stood nearby to guide the flow of people. He was very impatient at this time, and loudly urged people to pass as soon as possible and not to get together.

The white snow was in a mess, and speckled things were scattered everywhere, which looked a bit dazzling.It can be seen from the snow and blood on the ground that the body was dragged to the side of the road.Pink-white brains splashed everywhere, mixed with blood and melted into the trampled snow, with holes and holes of different sizes.In the team, someone threw a piece of bloody, hairy scalp next to the corpse, causing a commotion from the surrounding crowd, which was mixed with exclamations and cheers at the same time.

"The dead one is the informant, look at the patch on his leg." Marco pointed to a pair of cotton trousers under the corpse, with an indigo square patch sewn on the knee.

After his reminder, Eve also recognized the identity of the corpse, and because of this, her stomach full of food began to roll at this moment.

"Let's go, don't look at it." Eve put her hands on her chest, took a deep breath, and suppressed the feeling of nausea.She rode her horse around the crowd of onlookers and stayed away from the area.

Marco chased after him, took off the hat on his head, and fanned it with his hand.He let out a long breath, and the white mist spit out from his mouth, and was blown to the ground by the wind.

"Actually, I have always thought that you are quite courageous." Marco said, "You are surprisingly calm at such a young age. See how much the Knights value you now—if a few years later, The future is limitless.”

"In a few years, I'll almost go crazy." Eve rolled his eyes at him, and sighed weakly: "It's just a good time, but suffering from this burden... I think there will definitely be no next time."

"As the old saying goes, you get what you pay for." Marco smiled, "You've made meritorious service this time, isn't that so much higher than others?" He raised a hand Gestures, "Those who suffer and suffer are small people - those who have no ambition to dawdle, those who have ambition to make it to the top. If you are lucky like you, even if you don't want to do it, you will be promoted step by step."

Eve heard something else from his words.

"I don't even understand why I'm here now." Eve said to Marco, "I just wanted to come out and read some books, and I never thought about becoming a knight."

"This is fate, isn't it?" Marco shook his head, his tone was a bit sour, he sighed, and said as if talking to himself: "Who gave you the surname Harvein, you were born to be a knight."

Eve was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked in a low voice: "Marco—I'm in the Knight Order now... am I quite famous?"

After hearing this, Marco couldn't help laughing.The laughter caused the people around to look sideways, and Eve pushed him away to stop laughing.

"You have always been famous." Marco's voice with a smirk seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, "Such a beautiful little girl, mixed with such a bunch of big men, who can't notice it? For a while, we have been guessing your identity."

"Me? What is my identity?" Eve asked him with a frown.

"Of course it is..." Marco's wicked eyes rolled in his sockets, and the topic changed, "You really don't know?"

Eve shook her head quickly.

"Then you take your time to guess, I can only tell you - do it well!" He blinked one eye and gave a thumbs up.