Douluo blood duke

Chapter 224 They Have a Future
In the city of Tattaglia, among the ruins, figures shuttled back and forth.

The middle-aged goblins help each other, resisting wood and stone picks, chatting and laughing, and looking at their respective work places. The female goblins gather in an open space and cook food in a huge pot. The little goblins dare not sit still. Follow the adults and do what you can.

A thriving rebuilding scene.

The old man in a messy sacrificial robe walked along an open road, with some snow-white crystals buried in the soil on both sides of his feet, as if it had been forcibly carved out by something, walking forward slowly.

Beside him, whether it was the destroyed tree house or the intact tree house, there were fewer and fewer trees, and they were getting shorter and shorter. Finally, he came to a clearing with vines and smoke.

When he stepped into this land, there was a rhythmic vibration on the ground, and there was no weird roaring sound in front of him. The priest was not afraid, did not turn around and run away, but walked into the hustle and bustle of the fog head-on, following the sound, After a while, he saw a tall figure.

The figure had long arms and broken hands, a tall and rough figure with a savage temperament. His thick arms like branches lifted, fell, lifted, and fell, smashing big stones into small pieces and smashing them into pieces.

The priest continued to approach, came not far from the figure, stood firmly on his feet, squinted his eyes and scanned the yellow-haired gorilla in front of him, his dim and old eyes were full of curiosity.

"Who."

Ramke pulled a boulder in front of him, and was about to continue working, knocking them down, and then waited for someone to transport them away to build a stone house, but when he was just about to start, he felt a blow, as if the oil had run out, He turned his head to look at the flame-like breath that was about to go out.

He looked at the old priest in a Chinese robe in surprise.

The old priest looked at him with a cracked smile. He looked around, not to mention the desolation around him, and it was covered by flying dust and stone chips. No matter who it was, he would not want to stay here.

Suddenly, as if he found some toy, his eyes widened suddenly, even a little abruptly, he stepped forward quickly, came to a flat stone half the height of a person, and put the silk cloth made of fine gold threads on it. He picked it up, scanned the words written on it, and smiled.

"Today, I judge the Pope of the Holy See, the king of the country of judgment, the head of the Holy Expeditionary Army, Stark ordered, because Ramke and I had a friendship and a fellowship with me in the past, and I read that Ramke killed heretics The feats of the thieves, hereby with the king's order, make Ramke the first city lord of Tataglia City, hope Ramke"

The priest stopped talking, looked meaningfully at Ramke, who had changed back into a goblin human form, and walked over, and said respectfully: "It turns out that it is the Lord of the City, and I hope you will forgive me for my sin of disrespect. Please bear with me."

The apology without a trace of apology in the words did not make Ramke angry. He wiped his hands after the imperial decree handed over by the priest, and after throwing it aside, looked into the priest's eyes and said in a dull voice: "The priest Sir, there is no need to be too polite, the current His Majesty the King respects the priests, and Ramke does not understand why the Lord is here."

The priest smiled nonchalantly, pointed to two well-shaped small stones and said softly, "Sit down and have a chat!"

Ramke glanced at the stone, shook his head and refused, "If the priest has nothing to do, allow me to refuse. I still have a lot of work to do, so it's not convenient for you to talk. If there is anything, please speak up."

He looked at the priest, but the priest did not respond, and looked at him. After the two looked at each other for three or four minutes, Ramke turned around and prepared to return to the original place. He continued to knock on the stone and said as he walked: "If you are okay, please Priestess, go back, the air here is not very good, it won't do you any good to stay any longer."

"Let's talk. My Lord God!"

The priest looked at his back and said suddenly.

His voice was weaker than a man's, lifeless compared to a child's, harsher than a woman's, but it was like a thunderbolt falling from the sky, stopping Ramke's figure and making him He couldn't lift his legs and move on.

"For more than a month, Stark has used the power of a god, with the title of a god, under the banner of spreading the glory of the god, to lead the flames of war to all directions, breaking the peaceful life of the civilians, and making countless People lost their lives, and the old and young, women and children were displaced, Ramke, you say he, or God, is right or wrong."

Ramke trembled slightly, and turned his head to look at the priest in surprise. He was surprised that the priest would want to discuss the right and wrong of the gods with him. Shouldn't the gods be always right in the eyes of these priests?
The priest saw the doubt in his eyes, chuckled indifferently, and said seriously, "Answer me."

Ramke put away his emotions, his eyes became more sharp, he stared at the eyes of the priest, and slowly spit out his voice.

"I don't think they are right. Whether it's a god or a Stark, I don't agree with their behavior."

"Oh, you actually questioned the gods, what you did with your friends, you are unfaithful and unrighteous."

The priest pointed at Ramke and said with a smile on his face.

Ramke shook his head, as if he didn't intend to say more, he turned around, ready to move on, but behind him, the priest continued to speak.

"This month, Stark has gained great power with the help of the gods. He and the people around him have gained great benefits for helping the gods spread the brilliance. Not long ago, he and his beloved female goblin received He was baptized by the gods and crowned king, why don't you agree with him who is so successful."

Ramke stopped again, and this time he did not turn around, but said with an angry muffled voice: "I will never agree with the light spread by forcing others by force, that is not the real light, that It is darkness and evil in a light skin."

"In that case, I can understand that you are questioning the existence of the Judgment God?"

"No, I didn't question his existence, and Lord God won't allow me to question it."

Ramke shook his head and said, he looked up at the sky, his calm eyes showed worry, his eyes seemed to pass through layers of dense fog, and saw the clear sky illuminated by the sun outside, he said: "At the beginning we It was also relying on the power of the gods to defeat the city lord who turned into a monster. Without the gods, we would have died in that battle long ago, so I dare not question the gods."

"Then what does your disapproval mean?"

asked the priest.

Ramke turned and looked at him, and said: "I don't agree with Stark's way of bringing the war to other cities. Although he killed many city lords who turned into monsters during this expedition, more civilians were killed. He lost his home because of the war he caused, and now, I think he seems to have changed."

He looked at the dusty gold cloth that he had thrown to wipe his hands.

"It seems that you not only mean to question the gods, but also mean to rebel against the king!"

"I have no intention of rebelling against him, and besides, he is not the king yet."

Ramke growled at the priest with wide eyes.

His chest rose and fell, and after calming down a little, he turned and continued walking.

"Since you don't agree, why don't you try to change it? You think Stark is wrong, but you don't want to admit it, because you are afraid of hurting the friendship between your classmates and friends, right?"

"But, is your fear useful? No, you don't know, Stark has not put your friendship down in his heart. He now has a greater desire in his heart, and he is already on the road to action. far away."

"If you don't act now, when the time comes, you can only watch him pull everyone into the endless abyss together."

"You can accept those refugees, which means that you have kind thoughts in your heart. Staying in Tataglia, your kind thoughts can only save the refugees who came to Tataglia, but what about other people?"

"Save them, get out from here."

The priest's voice became weaker, and finally spoke in a pleading tone.

"I can't do it. I don't have so many soldiers, and I don't have strong divine power. How can I change Stark."

Ramke said decadently.

"Use your kindness, use your heart, if you don't do it, no one will be able to do it."

"I"

Ramke turned around slowly and looked at the priest, but when he turned around, his eyes suddenly widened. In his eyes, the priest's whole body exuded a soft radiance, and the wrinkles on his withered face disappeared one by one. , the hair gradually becomes black and thicker, and the breath is like a sprout emerging from the ground, full of vitality.

He slowly floated to the sky, with golden light in his eyes, and smiled at Ramke: "Do it, child, the gods will take care of those who have good intentions, and all suffering and evil will eventually be reflected in the light of the gods." Then you will disappear, and you will become the new envoy of the gods, but you are a little more miserable than Stark, and you need to use your actions to attract the attention of the gods and let him see you."

"What's more, don't let your emotions lock you. From this moment on, you don't belong to yourself. Your abilities, your beliefs, and everything you have belong to thousands of people who need to be helped and saved. Innocent people, use your love and kindness to let people who have lost their faith rebuild their tower of faith, come on, Ramke."

The figure of the priest dissipated into stars in the light, and his voice resounded powerfully in the air and entered Ramke's heart, which could not be dissipated for a long time.

Ramke pressed his hands on his violently beating heart, breathing more and more heavily, he asked himself repeatedly in his heart.

"Can I do it? Can I change them? Me"

"My lord, let's fetch stones."

A high-spirited voice came from afar. Even though the fog was thick, Ramke could see their figures clearly. Among them, there were old and young, all with smiles on their faces.

He looked at them incomprehensibly, and he didn't know why, although life was so hard and tiring now, with so much heavy work to do every day, yet they were still so happy.

"Why are you so happy?"

When they arrived in front of them, Ramke asked subconsciously.

The people who came were all stunned for a moment, and then answered happily.

"Because the stone house assigned to me is about to be completed."

"Because I can finally have a full meal at night."

"because."

Ramke didn't listen to what was said later, because he understood that they were so happy because...
They have a future!
(End of this chapter)