Sage's Queen's Cultivation Diary

This is a slightly desolate land.

To say that it is land is only because it is made of soil. To be precise, it is just a piece of dry and cracked soil, a dry river bed, soil where not a single grass grows, and dry grass that has already spring but has not yet grown new buds. Trees, even experienced farmers can only shake their heads regretfully when they see this piece of land, and it is such a clod of soil that makes people see no hope, but it is the only one in a village now. base.

This village is from Saxon.

With strong muscles, resolute eyes, and wolf-like eyes that are always staring in a certain direction, the Saxon warriors in cheap armor are not as brutal and ruthless as they are rumored to be. If you observe carefully, you can see some The warrior is deftly whittling a stick of wood, while the children beside him are waiting expectantly for their toy, a sword hewn out of wood.

"Here, don't break it next time."

Among such a group of rough warriors, there is a thin guy with pale golden hair and rare red eyes. He is very charming when he smiles, and the sky seems to be brightened because of his smile many.

"Thank you big brother!" No one knew who he was, and of course the little boy who had been waiting beside him for a long time didn't know either. He happily took over the exquisite wooden sword, and the little boy waved it happily to show off to his friends. Yes, from the beginning to the end, he didn't ask the name of the big brother who suddenly appeared here.

"Sure enough, children's smiles are the most motivating." Talking to himself, the blond young man got up and stretched, and looked towards a certain direction in the distance like other soldiers. The stretched eyebrows were slightly furrowed again.

"Yo! Nidhogg."

The thick voice interrupted his contemplation, and he turned his head, a big, simple-minded man walked towards him, smiled slightly, and the young man named Ned Hogg responded politely.

"Yo, Oman."

The stupid big man is named Aman, and he is an existence that can make people feel friendly regardless of his name or image. Someone once said to Ned Hogg that being able to inadvertently show a sense of intimacy is itself a rather remarkable talent. When Oman came, Nid Hogg's name did not match his own.

Ned Hogg thought of this, but Oman had already walked to him and sat down. Even though he was sitting, he was almost as tall as Nid Hogg. The latter kicked him slightly dissatisfied when he realized this. Oman's ass.

"Hey, Oman, this is my place."

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He apologized insincerely, but Oman didn't seem to stand up at all. Ned Hogg, who was used to this, could only sigh helplessly.

"Oh, forget it." After carefully patting the stone beside Oman, Ned Hogg also sat down. The difference in height became more obvious when he was sitting, and he had to struggle even to talk to Oman. He raised his head, "how is it, did you find your family?"

Ned Hogg and Oman are good friends, the kind of friends who can entrust each other's lives. The acquaintance between the two is like the records of the heroic epic. Oman, who was seriously injured and dying, met Ned Hogg who was a magician , After getting to know each other, the two who admired each other's lofty ideals instantly became confidants, and this time, Ned Hogg also came to his village to help Oman's seriously ill relatives heal their injuries.

"I'm sorry, I made you a waste of time." However, Oman's words were somewhat sad, "I heard from Uncle Lake next door that my mother and brother died of illness three years ago."

Oman, Oman's mother, Oman's younger brother, this is the composition of Oman's family. His father went to the battlefield with enthusiasm before he was born. As you can imagine, the pillar of this family is undoubtedly Collapsed, in addition, Oman seems to have a sister, but after getting married, there is no news.

"Really..." Ned Hogg was not good at comforting people, so he could only pat Oman's shoulder lightly, but he didn't expect this big, silly man to laugh, "What kind of expression do you have, Nid Hogg? It's like being dumped by the girl you love."

Oman's smile is not trying to be brave, this can be seen by Ned Hogg, and it is because he can see it that he finds it strange that Oman, who misses his relatives all the time, doesn't seem to be able to learn A heartless person who can still laugh after the news of the death of a loved one.

"...Aren't you sad at all?"

"Sad? Ah, it's still a little bit." Oman rubbed his nose, his eyes softened instantly, "After all, I will never see my mother and the others again, and I clearly said that I will let them have a bad life." It will be a good day to be hungry, but it seems impossible to achieve."

Nid Hogg didn't speak. Even he who didn't know how to behave in the world knew that listening obediently was the best choice at this time.

"But if mom and the others really persist until now, it means that they have suffered for another three years. Our ethnic group is very poor, but there is no such military subsidy as you mentioned."

This is not the main reason, Ned Hogg saw it, from Amana's hesitant expression.

"Plus, I don't know how to face them."

Soldiers are a profession to be proud of. This natural iron rule does not seem to apply in Saxon. From what Nid Hogg saw, people in this village hide as far away as possible after seeing soldiers. The disgusted look in her eyes is very similar to that of a lady when she sees a bug.

"Of course, because I abandoned them. As the only labor force in the family, I left them and went to the war. Like my father, I was just an irresponsible bastard."

Yes, in Saxon, soldiers are not a profession, there is no subsidy, and even if they die, their family members will not get any compensation. .

"If you want to serve the ethnic group, you have to abandon your family. You know, Nid Hogg, I secretly ran to join the army without telling my mother and brother. Even if it's just a little bit, we want to have the richness that the british offal has. Land, but the consequence of this is that mother and the others are likely to starve to death, even so, I still left because, because..."

Oman's expression changed, distorted, chaotic, crazy, and finally calmed down.

"Because I want to eat enough!"

But the biggest reason why the Saxons hate soldiers is that they abandon the old, weak, sick and disabled at home, and run alone to the military camp where they can have enough food. The so-called soldiers are nothing but ruthless selfish ghosts.

"You can understand me, Ned Hogg!" Grabbing Nid Hogg's shoulders, Oman's pupils were frighteningly large, "I'm not afraid of death, but it's really hard to be hungry. When I was in the extreme, seeing my family members were all delicious meat, I was very scared, afraid that one day I would be so hungry that I would hurt my mother and the others!"

At this point, Ned Hogg also understood why Oman felt at ease about the death of his family members, because of guilt, self-blame, and because he didn't have the courage to look directly at his family, and he was afraid that what he saw would be full of resentment.

"Well, I understand, you don't want to hurt them, right?" Ned Hogg comforted Oman, this big stupid man is not as kind and carefree as he looks on the outside, as a friend, he I think it should become the spiritual pillar of Oman at this time.

"That's right! I don't want to hurt them, and I don't want to hurt myself. It's too cruel for me and my mother!" Seeing that his friend can understand him, Oman's face suddenly showed a reassuring smile, "I I thought you would hate me, after all, I did such a selfish thing."

"It's okay, no one will blame you."

Nid Hogg responded lightly, but saw Oman's face suddenly shed tears of emotion, and before he could respond, the latter hugged him.

"Woo...Ned Hogg, you really are a good family..."

Oman's words did not speak, because he lost the qualification to speak, or in other words, lost the qualification to live.

"I remember I told you when we first met." Nieder Hogg was smiling, still a handsome and sunny smile, but this time the smile was much stronger because of the blood on his face A little ominous, "Don't touch me, or something terrible will happen."

He casually put Oman's neck, which had just been broken, on a stone. Such a bloody scene instantly attracted the attention of the villagers coming and going. Both eyes stared at the already dead body of Oman.

"...What a chaotic group of people." Nid Hogg liked seeing no one coming to provoke him. He snapped his fingers, and the blood on his body disappeared immediately. After patting his face, he walked towards the entrance of the village. .

"There is still affection between people, but it is very weak. Once it is related to one's own life, it will be completely discarded."

After walking a few steps, Nid Hogg started talking to himself.

"The population is very poor, but... no, there is nothing but, this population is just very poor. Apart from external factors, the main reason is the gene that does not want to work and only thinks about fighting."

"There is no bottom line. The dead are food reserves for them. Although I have seen this in Britain, it is not as serious as it is here."

"The fighting talent is very high. Any child has the aptitude to become a good fighter. That's why they can push Britain to this point."

The cold words came out of Nid Hogg's mouth. Now he is no longer the handsome young man he used to be. His strange smile made the corners of his mouth bend to the ears, and he didn't stop until a figure appeared in front of him.

"Are you enjoying the friendship game? My lord Bei?"