The whole world is afraid of me erasing the spiritual base

"Perhaps you are right."

Fujimaru Tateka pulled up the weeds at his feet in frustration, and stirred them around in his hands.

"I was naive. Charles, can you tell me more about this place?"

"Before you come here again, you must be well protected, just like the young masters of those big noble families. Maybe even the young masters of those big noble families will not be as naive as you. At least, they are not as naive as you. Aliens and using slaves, without any discomfort."

Charles looked up and down his clean and immature face, showing a complicated expression.

"If you want to hear it, then I'll tell you. Here, money, status, power, as long as you want, it can be given to you, even if you were just a penniless tramp before this, you can also be here Here you get rich overnight. But here is also the worst place, even if you have these things after struggling, you can lose them all overnight..."

Here, gold and precious stones are buried deep in the soil, and corn, rubber, and even coffee beans grow in the fields. Even if you hunt a wild animal casually, the fur and flesh you peel off can be sold for a good price, which can be described as extremely fertile. the chosen place.Under the surface of prosperity, the blood of the aborigines has been sprinkled on every inch of the land here. While the slaves and laborers wailed under the whips, they looked forward to freedom in the dark night, and hordes of bandits rode by. , robbing anyone in sight amid crackling gunshots...

The once primitive but simple living conditions were completely destroyed and replaced by an advanced and degenerate modern society.Just like him, he never knew who his father was, and even his mother died soon.Completely orphaned, no one wanted to raise him, and he couldn't find a job. In the end, he could only be adopted by gangsters who roared back and forth, and fell into the underworld ever since.

But after he managed to grow up, he faced homelessness again until he was taken in by a resurgent Indian tribe.

A bitter, bitter breath surged in his chest, and Charles felt himself almost choking.

"Do you know what the little leather bag that the Sheriff of Blackwater used to show off is made of?"

"What is it?"

The small bag that was only the size of a palm and seemed to be spliced ​​and stitched by several pieces of leather suddenly came to mind. Fujimaru Tateka closed his eyes, as if he felt that blood was flowing from the seams of each piece of leather.

Even a salty fishy taste appeared in his mouth unconsciously.

"It's made of human skin," said Charles sadly. "In 17, there was a reward of forty pounds for every red man captured or decapitated, [-] Years later, the bounty was increased to one hundred pounds per scalp, and after [-], one hundred pounds became one hundred new dollars, and the reward for a woman or child's skin was halved."

"In the eyes of those white people, we are not human beings at all, but animals on this continent. They can be hunted and killed at will, and can even be used in exchange for bounties. The parents of the old lunatic in Heishui Town made money at that time A lot of money, and bought him the position of sheriff. The guy doesn't even think it's a crime, and carries his father's 'Medal of Honor' with him and shows it off to everyone."

So, that leather bag was made of human skin at all.

……

Fujimaru Tatsuka shuddered and almost vomited out of nausea.

Fortunately, the sheriff didn't enter the door, otherwise even he and Matthew would not be spared!How can people be so evil!

"Maybe, our coming here is not a good thing for the people here."

"what?"

"It's nothing, I just miss home a little bit."

Fujimaru Tachika hugged her legs, her eyes, which were always shining like stars, dimmed, and her expression was depressed.

It is true that the United States is an important part of modern human history, but are the Indians here so evil that they must be destroyed?Even if it is a nation that is doomed to perish, why should it sever its blood with such a heinous act?

If they have to assist the establishment of the United States to win this war, are they also on the side of the executioner?

"It's just a little bit, just, are you afraid?"

The old Indian chief who led people to surround their group just now appeared at some point, chewing tobacco in his mouth, and his body was bent, like an old tree that was bent and growing.The Indian chief clenched his cane and looked at Fujimaru Tachika resentfully, as if he was looking at the group of lawless white robbers.

"Miss Nanding's guests, Chief Copper Deer's parents and brothers, as well as his wife and children were all killed and scalped. After this, the chief's spirit went wrong, sometimes he was sober, sometimes he was confused .”

Charles lowered his voice and reminded quietly.

"Oh, then I'll just leave."

Fujimaru Tachika moved quietly, ready to run away, but Tonglu also followed, waving a wooden stick in his hand, and talking nonsense with blurred eyes.

"Come, come! Slay us red men! Our warriors will ascend to heaven after death and become the emerald princes, to avenge you by God's will. When you are all dead, We will return to the human world, become bees and hummingbirds, sucking nectar freely!"

"Even if...we die...we will definitely haunt you...curse...you...let your country...destroy...and make you feel the pain of being scalped!"

The old chief murmured in extreme pain and staggered towards him. Suddenly, with a wave of his hand, a black air directly hit the black-haired Master!

"Let, you, also peel!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!"

"problem occurs."

Solomon, who was having a friendly conversation with Nightingale, frowned, and rushed out of the cabin at the same moment as the screams sounded. Gaitia, who was lying on his shoulders, jumped up, and threw the maddened The old chief fell to the ground, and leaned in front of Solomon.

Right now, Fujimaru Tachika was holding his head, rolling around on the grass in unbearable pain, an ominous black air was looming on his skin.

"It's a curse."

Solomon chanted the curse in a low voice, and looked at the bewildered Indian warrior beside him.

"Up to now, I won't lie for the sake of my people." When something like this happened, Charles could only shrug his shoulders, "It was the old chief who did it. I was chatting with him, maybe it was because of the mention Because of the human skin, the old chief suddenly appeared and cursed Miss Nanding's guests."

"Do you know why?"

"I don't know. The old chief has been insane since the death of his family. Maybe it's just an illness."

Charles sighed.

At this moment, footsteps came from behind, and Matthew and Nightingale also rushed to the scene. When they saw Fujimaru Tateka lying on the ground rolling around, the blood quickly faded from his face.

"Senior, senior! Miss Nightingale, please treat senior immediately!"

……

Indian hills, makeshift cabins.

Solomon lit a candle, and the dim light flickered in the room. He spread out the parchment, dipped the tip of his pen in ink, and began to write.And beside him, there were several blank notebooks floating in the air, on which invisible hands wrote and drew.

During the day, Fujimaru Tachika was shot and cursed. It was a small episode, and it took no time to deal with it. But in order to recuperate the body, and to appease the spirit of Tatsuka and Mash, the group had to stay temporarily , spend the night.

It was also on this night that Solomon planned to do some things to check for omissions and make up for vacancies.

"You really want to write a book for that kid?"

The inseparable demon god jumped up with some taste, his claws tentatively obstructing the pen tip.As the Demon God of the King of Magic, what Solomon wants to do can't be hidden from its search—the King of Magic, after being reborn, he will write a book for a reckless kid who doesn't understand anything? !

"To be precise, it is a history textbook."

Solomon flicked his paws lightly, and continued writing without looking up.

"After acting with Tachika Fujimaru, I discovered a problem that I had ignored before: Not everyone in this world is born to know."

"Are you stupid? You are the only one who is born omniscient in this world!"

"The expression is wrong. Let me say it again. At the beginning of the human restoration operation, I acquiesced that Lixiang had received a comprehensive and objective historical education before that, and established a healthy view of history, but now I find that he has not. Although human When writing history books, there will always be some unconscious embellishments, but judging from his performance, the history education of the country he is in is undoubtedly a failure."

Under such circumstances, Fujimaru Tachika was able to successfully repair the singularity under tremendous pressure and close to blank historical knowledge, and continued to attack the Obscure Belt. His quality is simply outstanding, and he is worthy of being the No. 1 master of the past and present. .

"You just found out." Gaitia sneered without feeling sorry for him, "Education is not something that everyone is born with. Some people find it very difficult to even survive, let alone accepting this kind of comprehensive, objective, and respectful education. A history education that doesn’t cover up its faults?”

"Hundreds of years later, on this continent, some people ingeniously divided education into several levels. The children of the poor are exercising, playing, falling in love, and working against the teacher every day, and then doing the most tiring work. , holding the least amount of money. At this time, the children of the rich, with the support of their parents and the encouragement of their teachers, have jumped into top universities, took away all the certificates they can see, and built their own industrial empires as solid as gold.”

"That's why I want to write this book for Lixiang. Education can be artificially divided into classes, but my eyes can't."

It was King Solomon who could write such a book.Only King Solomon can use his clairvoyance to see through the past and the future to instantly understand all the history of the past and the present, and describe the history without personal emotion.

Gaitia wagged his tail and listened to the magic king's warm and mellow voice slowly flowing in the room.

"I know Lixiang's aptitude is very good, and it's no problem to restore human reason, but I don't want him to become a puppet in the hands of Chaldea, just to restore human reason. If you don't have a comprehensive understanding of history , you will not be able to have a correct understanding of history, and then you will have all kinds of discomfort, and you will even be led by the nose by the singularity, I don’t want this kind of thing to happen.”

"I plan to write another textbook for him, trying to objectively describe the change of dynasties and various major events since the age of gods. The name is... well, just call it."

The candle flickered suddenly, and a small flower burst out, and the sound of breathing behind the door was chaotic.

Gaitia pricked up his ears and squinted to the door.

"Don't hide it, who do you think you can hide from, huh?"

"Sure enough, I still can't hide it from you."

Wrapped in a blanket, Fujimaru Tachika walked in slowly, with wet eyes, like an abandoned puppy.

"Uh, I couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, so I ran over for some reason. I'm very sorry, Senior Solomon!"

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I just saw the new OP of the waste dog today, and I was shocked when I saw that Chaldeas was cracked at the end. I'm afraid it wasn't because of the poisonous grandma in the front, Chaldeas really has a problem.