On how to get big data out of the field correctly

Tess Gratino's clerk, who had a very punctual biological clock, woke up to the sun.She was full of questions and didn't know who to ask. The camp was empty.

Oh, and today is the opening day for special classes.It is said that he has invited a foreign tutor, who seems to be very young, and probably wants to take this opportunity to show off in the academic world.

The clerk thought for a while, then shook her head.She doesn't think that anyone other than the old and stubborn Cruneau can make these young masters and ladies obediently obey orders.This also caused her to feel frightened when she approached the specially reserved teaching space: she saw a person who should not be here in the central lecture area.

In yesterday's dream—now it seems that at least part of it is real—the strange caster who "encountered" stood in front of her today, wearing a pleated white shirt with a small suit waistcoat that is very popular in Imperial City today.

"Miss Gratino, here, here!" Tess was dazedly greeted and sat down by the mage apprentice who used to strike up conversations in a low voice, and he immediately began to introduce the part she missed, "Mr. The author of Whispering, I have read that book no less than ten times, God, he is so young..."

Tess suddenly felt that the freckled boy was not so annoying anymore.She looked again, and the first person sitting in the front row turned out to be her eccentric officer, who was also wearing a business casual business suit today, with the sacred giant sword lying across his lap.

For some reason, she felt that today's chief looked a bit gaudy, a bit like a male animal in courtship season, even though she was deeply immersed in his beauty a day ago.

Well, Ms. Clerk probably doesn’t know that in another dimension, there is a word called off-fan, and another word called fanmei.

"What we are going to review today is how to draw new conclusions from data that are usually easily overlooked." Valentine said, his voice seemed different from what Tess heard last night, more lively , "I need a few apprentices who are good at elemental magic as assistants. The third red-haired student from the left, I feel the cohesion of the exuberant water element on your body..."

Valentine seemingly randomly selected a few classmates, and asked them to cast a few basic spells on his crystal bottle, and then he turned to Tess, "Miss Gratino, I may need a little more of you." s help."

Tess felt as if she had won a lottery, she stood up abruptly, but didn't know what to do next.

"Just one hand is all you need, I want to borrow your perception." Tess heard Valentine say this, and he put his fingers on her wrist, the skin was surprisingly cool.

Tess felt herself in a trance for a moment before being asked to sit down.

Immediately, the apprentices present saw the caster directing large and small crystal fragments to fly in the air, the glare of elemental magic was reflected, and mountains, forests, trees, buildings flashed along with his words... Tess recognized that this was actually a Camp-centric terrain graphics!

"...According to this week's statistical results, the Imarida area in the Ino Basin currently has a fixed population...floating population...housing...water fetching..."

Scenes were engraved in the simulated picture one by one, and whispered praises came from time to time.

"This is a high-level nesting of flashback, law, and elemental magic, and it's done so neatly, it's amazing my brother..." The freckled brother seized the opportunity to show his knowledge, and Tess followed suit. .

"According to the changes in water sources and the characteristics of construction, among them, houses over 50 years old...houses over 30 years old..., houses over [-] years old...newly built in the past ten years..."

After a series of unclear but boring data introductions, the caster paused and concluded, "It can be seen that there have been three structural shifts in the layout of nearby towns in the past hundred years, and one occurred about 30 years ago. During the period of great geological change, it gradually migrated to the direction of water diversion, and the other happened 14 years ago, after the great war recorded in history..."

"Another time in the last five years."

"As for the reason for the last time, let's leave it for today's homework. As a reminder, you can pay more attention to the cases of accidental death in the past five years."

Valentine successfully used the last sentence to arouse the excitement of the children of the Warrior Academy who were sitting upright under the majesty of the knight chief, and Shi Shiran walked out of the lecture area amidst the discussion.

"Are you a Necromancer?" An abrupt voice came from among the apprentices.

In an instant, the entire venue was silent.

It's one thing to talk about half-life stories like "Dead Whispers" that have both romance and textual research (hey, how can a college life be complete without watching it?), research that could spark religious wars a hundred years ago, 30 years ago Being able to go to the gallows, a spell system that has only been theoretically decriminalized in recent years and still exists in horror stories in the streets and alleys, is two completely different things.

Tess shivered suddenly.That was not the question she was asking; she wanted to know the answer too, but was afraid to know it.

Valentine blinked and was about to speak when the paladin who had been motionless stopped him.

He walked to the side of the caster and stood still, and inserted the huge sword with both hands straight on the ground. He naturally held the caster with his left hand, and rested his right hand on the hilt of the sacred giant sword.

He said: "The heroic spirit of Paladin, I voluntarily share all the glory with the person in front of me."

The light of the pure white camp started from the blade and shrouded the two of them.

The people of the imperial capital all know that His Excellency the Paladin Asoro, was recognized by the sacred giant sword named "Flash of Mercy" a year ago, one of the legendary twelve holy swords.

So no more doubts.

Later, Valentine insisted on saying his defense: "Of course I know some undead spells, but according to your statement, there are no spellcasters in this world other than elemental mages?"

Now that the faction has been verified, his words elicited a burst of good-natured laughter.

Only Tess was silent.She was deeply confused.

☆、Chapter6 How to pick up a paladin

Valentine hadn't had a dream for a long time.

The undead body is easy to use, tireless, precise and stable, does not need to eat, does not excrete, as long as enough energy is prepared, it can continue to work tirelessly.

Once you return to the world of the living, there will be "little troubles" of one kind or another.

For example, Mengla, the kind of delusion based on memories.

It doesn't hate the sweet burden, it's just that it's a bit of a luxury sometimes.

For example, one year when the New Year's bell rang through the town, it picked up a human from near the river.It dreamed that the human was doing laundry, cooking, cattle and horses... Alas, there is always a difference between dreams and reality.

Asono used to be so smooth that everyone loved flowers and flowers bloomed until he was 17 years old.

He was born in a prominent aristocratic family, his grandmother was the aunt of the emperor at that time, he had an elder brother with outstanding political talent, and a younger sister who inherited a manor right after landing.His life path was also planned early, and he entered the Holy Church's preparatory training team at the age of ten.

He also thought he was doing pretty well.The other young masters and ladies were fighting and drinking and partying, and he chanted scriptures, practiced martial arts, burned incense and worshiped God every day.

In the words of a different dimension, he lives like a little monk, and is especially good at pretending.

At the age of 15, he was able to challenge all the invincible opponents of his peers. He participated in several border guard battles of small and large.

Oh, at that time he didn't understand the subtle difference between not daring to win and not being able to win, that's another story.

Love pinch, everyone said that one day he will be able to inherit the glory of the holy sword, he also thinks so.

There was probably only one surly old man in the whole church who disagreed, who said:

"You are impious."

"When will you repent?"

Say it to your face and say it behind your back.

It's useless for Master Asono to be angry, he is the oldest elder in the Discipline Hall.

The oldest one is for the elderly.So Ah Suo Nuo didn't bother to get angry because of the young master's temper.

Then everything changed overnight.On New Year's Eve when he was 17, an inexplicable fire consumed members of the former royal family.Asono, who was on duty, was easily defeated by a knight who had always been a defeated opponent - partly because the opponent took advantage of the bad news to sneak attack, and partly because he was hiding his strength.

"Bah, I've been aggrieved by studying with the prince for so many years!"

The opponent broke his hands and feet, spat on his face, and threw him into the icy stream next to the post.

"Paladin bless you~"

Considering the penetrating wound to the abdomen, that doesn't make much sense.But he did not violate the commandment not to kill each other.

Did the Paladin really exist?Doesn't exist.As he thought so, he lost consciousness.

He dreamed that he returned to the battlefield where he was fighting undead creatures, and was inspected by the white skeleton to see if his body was complete.If he hadn't been tied tightly, he would have knocked off the opponent's dog's paw with a slap.

Even when he really woke up, he thought he was dreaming again.

The other party was probably a barbarian (Mongolian) (ancient) doctor. Although he continued his hands and feet well, he stuffed a handful of grass in his mouth.

The real grass, with mud...

"Hello?"

"Are you hungry?"

He heard the Mongolian doctor's inarticulate greeting.

After they got acquainted, the Mongolian doctor Valentin explained that it was just looking for an oral language partner.

A speaking partner...

"I have never been a doctor, but I am very smart... I learned how to treat you by tearing apart my hands and feet... But then I compared it, and we seem to have different bones hahahaha I am four What about the knuckles..."

This is really a sad story that made those who heard it cry.

Fortunately, the Templars who claim to uphold the will of the Palatine are a group of creatures with a little bit of talent on the rough skin and thick flesh. Asono, who was wrapped from head to toe like a rice dumpling with only one mouth exposed, survived the coldest two weeks of winter. months.

He sometimes chats with the less articulate rescuer, asking for a better meal, for example.Reluctantly, the rescuer declined a few times half-heartedly, and then happily began to provide iced fresh food—winter, the food is almost understandable, but what you said directly means hemp?It really was a barbarian... Later, under the detailed guidance, the rescuer learned to barbecue, and the poor knight finally had a bite of charred raw meat, a sandwich and another bite.

There are also awkward moments.Asoro, who has been a young master for 17 years, blushed and couldn't speak when he was about to defecate for the first time: he couldn't control himself at all and made a mess of the bed.He also felt indescribably depressed and powerless, and he realized overnight that he had become a waste, which made him more uncomfortable than physical pain.

But in the end, the will to survive outweighed the shame.

His rescuer said nothing, but brought him no food during the day.Then at night, Asono "saw" him for the first time.

An unexpectedly young teenager with a well-groomed appearance, but his hair looks a bit like a chicken coop, and he is wearing a very mix-and-match robe + trousers + apron.He has a pair of rare gray eyes, which are usually only seen in the elderly, and may come from the mixed blood of the barbarians.Despite this, he doesn't appear to be physically strong.

When the other party was cleaning his body clumsily, Ahsono finally moved his lips and said "Thank you." The boy returned him with a smile showing his white teeth.

Ahsono felt suddenly let go of something.

Later, the boy dug a hole under the bed board to save some trouble for each other.Later, Asoro was able to walk on the ground by groping, and gradually became self-reliant.It's just that he hasn't seen the boy in the daytime since then.

He also used his peripheral vision to observe the place he was in, and slowly explored places farther away.This is a very unusual stone building complex, with several rooms, all empty, no wonder it can keep warm in winter.He became more and more curious about the identity of the young man, but the other party seemed to be avoiding him deliberately, sometimes leaving food at the door and leaving.

When the curiosity reached its peak, the bear boy Asoro couldn't restrain the prehistoric power in his body, so he died.

He pretended to be in a panic, stuck at the food delivery point and knocked down the furniture, making a lot of noise.

"Ah!!!" he exclaimed.

Something responded and came face to face with him in broad daylight.

So Ahsono's fake scream turned into a genuine scream.

He saw an undead creature.

The latter also screamed, and the terrified duet resounded throughout the building complex—by the way, Ahsono finally remembered the name of this building, which was a lair.

Fuck the Palatine, bless his knight for entering a lair of the undead alive.

Oh yeah.

☆、Chapter7 Prisoner

Asono realizes that he has become a prisoner of the undead.

Now it swaggered in front of his eyes with its bone-like body, and was always tirelessly trying to gather information from him.Righteous Knight Arsono decided not to grant its wishes, even though the questions didn't seem to have any damn strategic value.

"Have you eaten?" "How are you feeling today?" "Do you want some fish?"

Eat, eat, know to eat!You foodies!

However, undead creatures don't need sleep, and Asono doesn't have a weapon, so the stalemate makes him even more irritable.

Finally one day, Ahsono had another idea. He was determined to get useful information from this ugly undead creature. After all, it seemed to have some basic intelligence, but it was not very smart.

Doing so, however, seems to have led to even more depressing results.

"Where is this?"

"Here is here~"

"How many undead creatures are there here?"

"What are you talking about undead creatures?"

"...It's the same thing as you!"

"I don't seem to be a 'thing,' eh."

"Similar to you, not like me!!"

"Well... I~ and Ah Da Ah Er Ah San Ah Si..."

"hollyshit!!!"

"What does that mean? Gold... Dad?"

……

Asono began to realize that such conversations were fruitless.

The undead may be hatching some sinister plan that calls for a full-bearded Paladin disciple.He seems to be recovering day by day, only to be dying day by day.

He demanded almost desperately, I want a weapon.

The undead creature with low IQ actually took him to a spacious room, which displayed a whole set of somewhat outdated knight equipment, oh, not just knight equipment.Armor, helmet, boots, bow and arrow, axe, flail, and the great sword he is good at.

This idiot, retarded!

The opponent leisurely allowed the knight to check his equipment and dress neatly.Then the knight Arsono heroically charged.

Before taking the second step, he fell down.

The evil undead creature clenched its knuckles and cast a spell instantly.

Praising Paladin, let us relive the tragic end of the armored knight confronting the high-level spellcaster one-on-one.

Read it with me: live, target, child.

The terrifying evil existence tilted its head to look at the knight, and said happily: "It seems that training really helps recovery!"

"Still playing?" it added expectantly.

☆、Chapter8 Abandoned

Asono gave up resistance.

He is fragile, has no chance of winning, and is completely controlled by the evil existence.

A prisoner, a complete loser.

Evil beings still come to tease him, play with him, and seduce him from time to time.The only thing he can do is to prevent the other party from feeling happy.This is the only pride left by the righteous knight Arsono.

The evil existence seemed to have lost track of what he was doing, gradually lost interest in him, and reduced the frequency of harassing him. This was probably the only thing he was grateful for.

The weather is gradually getting warmer.

Suddenly one day, that thing appeared again.

It motioned for Asoro to follow, and led him around to the east and west, and walked towards the periphery of the building complex.After a while, the eyes suddenly opened up, and an open flat land appeared, with rolling mountains and rivers in the distance.

This might be a release, the prisoner thought numbly.

They walked up the field, and after about half an hour, they came to the edge of a river.

The thing stopped moving, squatted down like a human, and started playing with the newly grown weeds on the ground.

Asono stood there for a while, and suddenly realized that this was an opportunity.

He moved a few steps and walked a few steps, but the thing ignored him.So he started running gradually, faster and faster.There seemed to be something small following him in the grass, but he couldn't care less about it.

The world is open, and the unrepeated scenery is laid out in front of you.Whether that thing had made a mistake, or gone mad in a moment of boredom, he was set free.

Asono arrived at a farm before dusk. He approached to ask for directions, but was driven out by an angry peasant woman wielding a broom.

Only then did he realize that he was no longer a knight or a nobleman, but a ragged, bearded tramp.

He just fell asleep in the field all night.The ground was damp and cold in early spring.In the early morning, he stole a suit of clothes and pretended to be a farmer trying to sneak into a nearby town.The sentinels guarding the city looked at him hesitantly, and felt that there was nothing to fish for, so they spurned him into the city.

He came to the sub-helm of the church here, a small church, thinking that he could get rest and information.

The guard drove him out impatiently with a spear.

It doesn't matter, he thought, it's just a small place, they don't know who I am.

He calmly reported his name.

Wei Shu laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten up.

Dude, look at you like this, don't let the wind make the rain.It was reported 800 years ago that Sauron's family had committed treason, and that Asoro had already committed suicide in fear of crime.He also rushed to intervene in the matter of losing his head.

He compared the position on Bi's neck and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm.

The handyman next to him rushed to listen to the gossip with his head up:

I heard that such a big house was completely burnt down, tsk tsk.

No, it's something about big shots, hehehehe...

Oh, it turned out that he had already been ordered dead.

He walked to the field in a daze, wandered for a day and a night, and came to a wilderness.Something was rustling in the grass.He took a closer look, and the undead looked at him in a poor disguise, like a frightened rabbit.

How ridiculous, I'm still alive and people think I'm dead.I'm still alive, no one needs me anymore.Only one undead creature is counting on my role.

He sat down motionless, and stretched out his hands towards this unknown thing.

Whatever you want, come and take it.

The moonlight was shining on the flat land.The undead slowly moved towards him, his short silver-gray hair was shining, and he looked more and more like a rabbit.

Under the moonlight, the skeleton gradually grows blood and flesh. Oh, that's how the camouflage was formed.

The silver-gray boy sat beside him dawdly, put his hands on both sides of his waist quickly, and then shrunk into a ball again.After a while, it took out something from the rag camouflage and put it in front of him:

"Eat, here you are." The undead said tremblingly, "You don't want it." He pointed to his face again.

It was a piece of caramel given to children by poor families in the countryside during the Chinese New Year.

Asono touched his face whole and realized that he was crying.

☆、Chapter9 in the days of cohabitation

"What should I call you?" Asono asked the cohabitant calmly.

Their weird but peaceful cohabitation has been going on for some time.Asono found an open space at the entrance of the lair and built a grass shed.He exchanged some daily necessities with the nearby residents with the wild animals he got from hunting, and he looked like he wanted to live in broken pots.He also took care of his face, except for a ring of stubble, so that it didn't look the same as before.

In fact, with his battered body, everything is different from before.

He claimed to have died once, and now he intends to live for himself.

The cohabitant briskly ran back to the lair—Asono now knew that this was a lair that had been abandoned for many days, and there was nothing moving except for this wonderful and weird existence in front of him—he took back a large Dirty luggage.

Oh, so many books from different ages.

The living together took out one of them and looked at him expectantly.Asono kind of understood what he meant, and it wanted him to read the books aloud.

With nothing else to do, Asono decided to do just that.The first is a thin volume of poetry.When reading one of the places aloud, the living-in-habitant tapped a set of words with the tip of the thin fourth phalanx, signaling him to read it again, and then pointed to himself.

"Valentin? That's the 'Guardian of Immortality'," Ahsono chuckled, "What a face. But you're considered immortal, too."

Valentine compared himself and said, "I'm Valentine." It pointed to the book again, and asked naturally, "Continue."

Asono closed the book with disdain, and complained impatiently, "I've been studying for so long, do you remember?"

Valentine glanced at him, for some reason, Asono thought it was a good abstraction and imitated his mocking look,

"!@##%...&"

The unknown being who calls itself Valentine perfectly recounts everything that came before.

Asono didn't believe in evil, he opened another book and read it aloud.This is an esoteric and obscure spell book, and he himself stumbled a little while reading it.

Valentine went on to retell the book with great success and much more fluently.

Asono felt that the intelligence of his civilized people had been greatly insulted. He said with some anger, "Even if you can remember, you won't understand what they said."

"The arcane construction method based on the negative effects of the matrix was popular for a while 300 years ago. It is actually a very efficient magic net connection method." Valentine retorted him calmly, "The pursuit of intelligence is endless, Be humble at all times, these are the words of the author of this book, Mendelssohn himself."

It looked at the stunned former knight who had received a hundred critical hits, tilted his head and explained, "I've read all the other thousand books besides these."

"Words are powerful. I can't speak freely without knowing the correct pronunciation."

"Pride is the enemy of wisdom, disciple of the Palatine."

Valentine sometimes asks Ahsono for several whole fresh animal bones.It will arrange the bone fragments as they were in life, and then cast a spell to turn them into red-eyed familiars.These little things are able to see far away.He finally knew why he could meet Valentine so easily for the second time.

"You can obviously catch one by yourself."

"That's different." Valentine explained, "You living things need to eat and hunt. This is a must for survival. I don't need this kind of energy intake. If you abuse your power outside of fighting, then It is disrespectful to the living."

"The world of the living is here" is compared to one circle, "The world of the dead is here" is compared to another circle, and the two circles are tangent.It clicked again at the junction of the two circles, "Here I am."

For some reason, Asono found the topic a bit sentimental.

He shifted focus and asked Valentine if he could use a familiar to help him hunt.

"I can help you find where they like to go, as long as you promise to give me 30.00% of your newly increased catch."

Valentine suddenly became excited, and Asono began to feel that poor math could also lead to illiteracy.

One day Asono asked the question, "Who taught you words?"

Valentin thought for a while, didn't speak for a while, and finally said, "I can't explain it clearly, would you like to feel it?"

It brought the knight to the lair where they met for the first time, and put its bony fingertips on both sides of the latter's head.

Ah Suo Nuo felt a flash in front of his eyes, and countless consciousnesses flashed across his mind, as if it had been a long time and only a moment.He sensed the presence of countless streams of consciousness in this dead lair, which was creepy.Cold sweat soaked his chest and back.

"Sorry, it might be a little uncomfortable." Valentine said with concern, "Ah, A, A, A, A, A, A, Four...they are my teachers in writing."

Asono was unwilling to set foot in the lair again.Panicked.

Asono finally admits that Valentine is an individual of his own intelligence (he is currently determined not to admit that the latter has the possibility of being smarter than him).

But the latter is sometimes naked in front of him naturally, freely switching between the skeleton and the flesh' body... This is a bit embarrassing.

"You can't test my will like this..." Asono said dryly, "Um...I mean you have to be serious..."

"Why?" Valentine blinked at him.

"Er... this is... a custom, ah no, etiquette!"

"Okay..." Valentine was a little reluctant, but he still dressed decently according to Asono's suggestion, and allowed Asono to give him a "corresponding hairstyle".

"It's not easy to hide like this." It complained.

In the winter of the second year, they celebrated the first anniversary of living together by the river.

"Congratulations on your first birthday!" said Valentine.

Asono raised his forehead and explained that age is not calculated in this way.

"Didn't you die once?"

Bah bah bah, this is really unlucky.It took a lot of effort before Valentine reluctantly admitted that the other party's age was.It looked utterly aggrieved at the loss of a chance to care for its cubs.

"And how old are you?"

"If you follow my calculation method, today is the No. 18 day of this month, so I am No. 18 days old. If you follow your calculation method..." Valentine thoughtfully converted, "230 six months, so I'm almost 20 years old."

Another summer, they sat side by side on the pasture.

"I have a younger sister," Ahsono said suddenly.

"It's about the same height as you, I like... um, I like to dress up, I always fantasize about marrying a big man, I don't have any big ambitions. There is also an older brother who is much better than me, but he has a bad temper, and he looks sullen all day as if others owe him A lot of money."

"They died last year."

"Our relationship is actually not particularly good..."

Valentine listened quietly until he was tired.

It sums it up like this, "People are going to die, and if they die, you will die too."

Asono was a little discouraged: "You won't die, will you?"

"I will die too." Valentine said naturally, "There is a price to be paid for switching between the living and the dead."

It tapped on the breastbone, "When the number is used up, I will have no more."

"Borrowing the transformation of the moon's magic tide tide will be slightly better, but it has to be used sparingly."

Asono gradually realized the difference between Valentine's living and dead states.It is more calm and rational when it is dead, and more lively when it is alive, and sometimes it will make some innocuous mistakes.

Of course, both the living and the dead, Valentine is a powerful spellcaster, a near-immortal being.

Very different from him.

Winter goes to spring and another year comes.One day, when Asoro went shopping in town, someone rushed up and shook him by the shoulder.

"Asono, is that you, Asono? Do you remember me? I'm Richard from your class, they call us 'Giant Sword Asono, □Richard', you still Do you have any impression? We have been looking for you for two years!"

He didn't quite hear what the visitor said later.He looked across the crowd to Valentine, who was pretending to be decent, and the latter looked back at him quietly.

He thought of a lot in a flash, such as how long Valentine will exist, and what to do if it dies soon.

What would he do if it existed forever and ever?

"What are you looking at?"

When he looked back, it was gone.

"...Nothing, just a passerby."

☆、Chapter 10 new students

The new emperor, His Majesty, is one of his cousins.He sincerely expressed his nostalgia and regret for the deceased relatives, and generously promised Asoro to inherit the title of the Sauron family.

It's just that the reconstruction of the old site is not very auspicious. His Majesty the Emperor will give him a bigger big big fancy house with a big wave of his hand.

Asono respectfully expressed his gratitude to His Majesty for his kindness on behalf of his family, but he was used to living a frugal life in the temple, and he still hoped to return to the temple to continue his cultivation and defend the country.

Guests are happy.

After all, the change of power has long since ended, and the new owner has enough mind to show his magnanimity.

The young man who had laid hands on him that night disappeared without a sound.On this, Asono asked nothing.His colleagues worked with him kindly and respectfully, and they were still familiar faces, but he just didn't have the intention to mingle.

On the other hand, the old elders of the Discipline Hall saw him, snorted, and said, "It can be regarded as a bit of progress."

His martial arts skills were obviously wasted a lot.But when he really wanted to fight with others, he always performed better than the audience expected.They started calling him "Lucky Ahsono".

Asono didn't care how the public opinion promoted him.He took on a lot of defense tasks on the border, one after another, and he was so busy.

He soon became the number one in his age group again, this time with a slightly higher gold content than last time.

In the winter of the first year, he finally couldn't help avoiding the nails placed by various forces, and went back to the grassland in the north in the name of inspection.

There is no trace of human habitation at the former site.

From the beginning to the end, the grass was quiet, and he guessed that the other party probably would not want to see him.

In the next few years, he always fulfilled his duties and practiced the precepts.Nobody called him Asono any more, they started calling him Lord Sauron.

They asked him insincerely if he meant to pass on the inheritance, which lady he fell in love with, or when he would try to gain the approval of the holy sword and strive for the title of the supreme one.

He found it extremely boring.

Sudden craving for sugar.

On New Year's Eve of the fifth year, he had a dream and finally saw "Valentine" again in the dream.

It asks:

"I was born that way."

"I study myself, neither mutilating the torso of the living nor disturbing the peace of the dead."

"So, are you going to punish me?"

In the early morning of the first day of the New Year, Asono came to the Temple of the Precepts and knocked heavily on the door.

The old elder didn't speak, he said it himself.

"I want to repent."

The confessional is a claustrophobic space, and bread and water are placed at the door every day.Sometimes he eats a little, sometimes not.

He began to recall more and more carefully the days when he was active in the northern grasslands during those two years.

One day, Valentine touched his hair and said, "It's such a beautiful color, like an autumn cornfield."

"I don't need to eat wheat, but I don't know why I am very happy to see it."

"I repent."

After being confined for a month without saying a word, the old elder approached the confinement room and heard the man kneeling on the ground say this.

"I repent."

"I once met the selfless redemption of a noble soul. He was honest and prudent, wise and humble, powerful but merciful."

"But I suspected that this help had ulterior motives, so I left without saying goodbye."

"I repent."

"I ignore my benefactor's unfair discrimination, prejudice, and harm in this world, but I can't, dare not, and don't want to solve his problems."

"I repent."

"I have driven my love for an immortal being, but I have repeatedly avoided it because of my inner weakness."

He took a breath, as if he had exhausted all his strength and needed to extract a little more from his bone marrow, and continued.

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