Take Taobao with you to another world

Baron Ramsay watched the figures of the task force disappear into the street. The Caspers walked faster than them, and the five people had already disappeared into the darkness from another direction without a sound.The door of the church was also closed. The baron stood in the night wind and asked in a low voice, "Did they accept it?"

"If they say no," said his half-brother Vilda, "they'll say no at first."

"Although I have made up my mind," said the baron, "I feel a little afraid at this moment. We are facing a growing monster."

"We have no way out. In fact, just like the first Kaspers came to us, we had no other choice from the beginning." Welda said, "If the ruler of New Marci abandons us, We will soon fall into the most terrible situation, death without burial. Even if that lord is unwilling to accept our loyalty, as long as they are still willing to maintain contact with us, at least we can survive, as long as we survive, there is hope."

The baron nodded. They have talked about these words countless times in the past, and now they are just repeating them here. He hesitated for a moment, and then said: "That woman from the bereaved family, she makes me feel..."

"She is not easy to deal with like Arik." The middle-aged knight said, "But our purpose has never been to deal with her or them. We just don't want to... miss this opportunity. The territory needs this opportunity, and the Caspers also need it." This opportunity, this is a rare opportunity that benefits everyone."

"Yes." The baron said softly, "Disaster is also opportunity."

"Once in a century," said Wilda.

"And that elf..."

"She's just passing by," said Wilda. "Don't worry too much about her, she'll be gone soon."

"But she stands with the Gentiles," the baron asked. "Their race is almost a world apart, but they look so familiar. What does that mean?"

"...maybe the object we want to cling to is more powerful than we think."

"The stronger we are, the more we can get..." the baron suddenly asked, "Then can I find a foreign woman to be my wife?"

Wilda paused for a moment and looked at him a little bit speechlessly.

"My child, although it is already night, what are you dreaming about?"

"They don't care whether the Caspers or the Lawsons, there are survivors among them!" The baron patted his chest, "Don't I look like a good boy? Look!"

"Although in my eyes and in the eyes of my people, he is indeed a good guy, but—"

"In the past, I really thought about marrying a nobleman's daughter, but now I find that foreigner girls are much cuter than nobleman's daughters, smart! capable! And gentle - who wouldn't want such a wife?" the baron walked While crossing the street, he said excitedly, "And few of them have friends!"

"But why are there so few of these good girls?" said Chevalier Wilda. "Are the men around them blind?"

"Perhaps they are really blind?" said the baron in his fancy. "Look at how ungrateful they are to women! Or do they only want to marry princesses or noblemen's daughters or something like that?"

Knight gave him a smack on the back of the head, "Because they're not allowed to marry until they're 22!"

"This is really an unreasonable rule..." the baron muttered, clutching the back of his head, "They even send 16-year-old girls to work in such a remote place, but they are required to be 22 years old before they can get married? It's strange, Even if women can bear it, so can men? They are not allowed to 'play' with the local girls, so what can they do at night? Don't they want to do anything before going to bed?"

The knight gave him another slap, "They're learning!"

The Baron looked at him in shock.

"That's right, even with their wealth and power," the knight said sternly, "they're still studying at night."

"Well," the baron sighed, "study makes people bored. I can see why they're less interested in men and women."

"... let people who don't have a little foundation start learning language and mathematics. They call this kind of teaching 'literacy'." Knight said, "I want to ask them to also give a 'literacy'."

"No, Your Excellency, you can't be so cruel to me! You don't know what terrible things they are learning!" the baron yelled, "Looking at those words and numbers makes me dizzy, don't you want to Am I as desperate as they are?"

"Wouldn't that be nice?"

"Then can I let a girl with a round face teach me by hand?"

"It's night, you can have any dream."

……

While chattering, the two slowly walked into the depths of the night.

The stars twinkle behind the gauzy thin clouds, the earth sinks into the ocean of night, the rolling hills connect to the vast fields, the night wind still carries some heat from the day, and the human habitation seems to have disappeared in this land for a long time , the shimmering will-o'-the-wisp drifted with the wind, and the elusive trajectory briefly illuminated some strange shadows, but the flashing short-lived images brought more unknowns.The night is never silent, and even now that everything is withered by the Unending Calamity, there is still much life wandering here.Under the starlight, some shadows were lurking, moving, rising and falling, or jumping, and occasionally there were one or two sharp screams, and then they were quickly choked off.In this night that seems to no longer belong to human beings, a straight road cuts through the wilderness like a sharp knife. The brand new road without any bumps extends to the depths of the night, but the end of the darkness is not deeper darkness, but A large expanse of light.The source of light is behind the arc of the earth, but its shadow is reflected in the sky, and the bright lights light up the clouds in the sky. On this moonless night, a hazy lamp is hung between the sky and the earth for night travelers.

Someone was looking at this cloud of lights on the road.

"That cloud is really bright." A young man said with a hoarse voice, "That direction... is Xinmaxi City over there? Why is it so bright over there! Is their city on fire?!"

"Of course not, boy," said another, an old man, "they just lit the lamp."

"Their lamps light up the clouds in the sky?"

"Yes."

"Then how much lamp oil do they need to burn!" said the young man, "Where did they get so much oil? Did they buy it, or did they make it themselves? Did they make people into oil..." He suddenly He closed his mouth, and then made a retching sound.

"Here, water."

"Ah." There was a sound of drinking water, "Ha...that's all that's left."

"Give it to me." It was the voice of drinking water again, "Okay, now there is nothing left."

"Then what do we do?"

"Xinmaxi City has no shortage of water, and we have as much as we want. We will definitely arrive before dawn." The old man said, "We can walk faster, and if we arrive in the middle of the night, maybe we can sleep for a while. "

"Middle of the night? Don't they have a curfew? Will they let us into the city?"

"No matter day or night, they will have people on guard, and they will not turn away people who come to ask for help."

"Ha, they're really nice people!"

"Although this is indeed a rare thing in other places, my child, didn't you receive the care of these foreigners on the road?"

The young man snorted softly.

"There can be one or two good people in this world, but there is not a large group of good people." He said, "It is impossible for a good person to survive in this world. The farther a good deed is spread, the more conspiracy behind it."

"What if New Mahy City is a city where good people can live?"

"How could it be?" said the boy. "Everyone says it's the devil's lair."

"If it was the lair of the devil, it would not be the enemy of the nobles. If you believed that it was the lair of the devil, my child, you would not come here with me." The old man said, "What's more, Uncle Jules came from here. from a city."

"That's because I have nowhere to go. Ozon is the place where Uncle Il was born, even if he—" the boy interrupted his words abruptly.

After a while, he said: "If this city is really so rich, people say that its wealth is like a spring, and it can gush out without flowing like a river. Why do people like Uncle Il need to work for it? If this The city is as powerful as he said, why now he only has this little left in this bag, only we picked him up and sent him back?"

The sound of shaking, the sound of clattering and crashing.

The old man was also silent for a moment, and then he took a deep breath to hide the choking in his voice: "Because as I said, this is a world where good people cannot live."

The two stopped talking.After a while, the old man wiped his nose and said, "Okay, don't think too much about anything, it's not good for you. Let's walk faster and arrive at that magical city earlier, let my old bones and This little bone can take a good rest for a while, and cheer up to deal with it later."

The boy said: "Okay, okay...as long as they don't tie us up and hang us, I will accompany you even if we are slaves."

Every time a new morning comes, the city is like a machine that is gradually increasing its power. The more parts are driven by it, the more parts work for it. Thousands of people leave the dormitory, walk out of the cafeteria, Use in farmlands, workshops, docks, warehouses and resettlement areas.In this huge machine that has already taken shape, the closer the department is to the operation center, the busier it is. The third-floor office where the provisional government is located has been empty early in the morning, and only the area where the printing department is located is filled with people. Quite lively.Fan Tianlan passed by their door empty-handed, and then held dozens of work registration slips in one hand, and a stack of today's "Learning News" in the other hand, put the registration slips into the registration box, folded the newspaper into long strips and stuffed them into the mailbox, and it was like this all the way walk up.

When he walked into the office, there was already a stack of documents on the large desk, and there were many work consultation notes under the paperweight. He pushed the documents away, grabbed a handful of consultation notes, glanced over, and then clicked Paused for a short while.

The patrol team rescued a 14-year-old boy and an elderly clergyman in the early hours of this morning. The two came from Orson County. One of the reasons for their escape was some serious incidents in the local area.More than 2000 people died in a church meeting, and two-thirds of Orson County's bishops and senior clergy, including a trader in New Marsh City, also died.As witnesses of that gathering and very few survivors, they brought back some of the remains of the traders when they fled.The Marsh City Office has recorded the peasant uprising that took place in Orson County in the past three months, and is also aware of some changes in the church after the uprising suffered a disastrous failure.So the information they provided was unexpected.

Due to the particularity of their situation, they were not immediately sent to the inspection square, but were temporarily placed in a guest house on the edge of the city.The remains of those brought back are kept separately by special personnel.

The office decided to send investigators.

In the bungalow of the guest house, Bishop Selis had already had his breakfast, and the tiredness of fullness rolled over his limbs, but it hadn't started to climb up his brain. He was so sleepy that he only forcibly cheered up for the delicious food, but he was completely excited after eating Hesai.Although he only ran in the yard outside for a while before being persuaded to come back and wait for his lover, this room has large windows, and the glass is as clean as a ball of air, presenting a corner of Marsh City behind to this young man, But even if it is only such a small corner, it is enough to keep young people's attention.

The time for the investigators to come was just right.

Bishop Selis placed the dinner plate on the windowsill and opened the door for the two visitors.

"We met for the first time. We are investigators from the Xinmaxi City Office. My name is Al Jiang." The woman said outside the door.

"I'm Baker Dale," said another man.

"The two of you have brought us a very important situation, so we want to learn more about it. I hope you don't mind our interruption," the woman said.

They were dressed plainly and had peaceful faces, as if Celes was the owner here. The bishop invited them in flattered, but the boy was still at the window and did not look back. The bishop coughed lightly, and the investigator asked softly, "Do you feel sick?" not comfortable?"

"No, no, no, I'm fine...I'm just a little, a little itchy in my throat." The bishop was a little embarrassed, and he turned sideways and called out in a low voice, "Morris, Morris!"

The young man turned around, and when he saw the two strangers, he jumped off the table and walked to the bishop in two steps.He closed his mouth tightly and looked at the people coming, especially the woman among them.

The other party looked back at him with calm and powerful eyes.

"This is my little traveling companion, his name is Tate Cook, he was once an apprentice blacksmith." Bishop Seles said, "Although he also experienced the tragedy, he is just a poor implicated I was the only child who saw almost all the process. You can ask me any questions, and I will answer them in as much detail as possible."

The young man lost from the confrontation of eyes, he whispered: "What do you want to say?"

"We want to hear your description in your own words." Jiang said, and she looked at the boy softly again, "Does this gentleman also want to keep listening?"

The old bishop looked at the boy who was a little dazed, and then he said, "He is a very strong boy." He put his hand on the boy's shoulder, looked at him, "Morris, I'm going to tell them about that. "

"Didn't you already tell them?"

"It's different," said the bishop. "This time, I will recall it completely."

The boy opened his eyes wide, the bishop gently pushed his shoulders, and everyone sat down at the table.The male investigator picked up the kettle and filled the cups in front of everyone with clean water.

The female investigator said: "About this report, first of all, please let us thank you for choosing New Mahidol as your destination. Our interim government attaches great importance to all the information you have told us. Secondly, we especially thank you for sending the remains of Mr. Il It is a great comfort to his friends and companions to bring back to us his last words and last words. We would like you to give us all information, as circumstances permit. If our ensuing questions have caused you mental and physical Please don't worry about expressing it directly, we will stop immediately."

Father Selis said: "If you want to say that age has added any wealth to me, it is probably a heart wrapped in a thick cocoon of sophistication. I will tell you everything I have seen, because even if my heart has been honed by the world It's rough, but I'm still cut and bruised by this unbearable thing that I can't bear to hear or see. I have no other place to go. There is no limit to the sea of ​​suffering in this world, and human nature is sinking step by step. Maybe only our special ethnic group can go upstream and never repeat itself These tragedies. And my story, let’s start with an excommunication.”

——As a white-clothed bishop, the reason why Father Selis was excommunicated and became "untouchable" was that he supported the peasant revolution in Orson County, and his disciples accused him of rebelling against the rebellion There is a major responsibility that cannot be shirked.

Before the failure of the uprising, Bishop Selis had already expected his own ending, but felt a little pity for the disciple who reported him to his superiors. This disciple was indeed smart and ambitious, but in an inappropriate situation Period chose an inappropriate way to do it.He will never have a future.The other bishops hated this young man who further damaged the interests of the diocese more than they hated Celes, not to mention that in many cases, the crime of disrupting the hierarchical order was in some respects much greater than those things he did.After all, "promoting the revolution" can be interpreted as using some "inappropriate" methods to carry out "internal competition", just like hiring murderers and poisoning in alcohol, who has no shadow behind him, which bishop has perfect morality? Are there a few things that you know and know?Although Bishop Selis said to the leaders of the uprising: "Go, do what you expect. If you make a decision, then never look back." But the main mistake is not that he taught a person who dared to resist A fanatic of the nobles, but he actually admitted to his disciples that he had given this uprising all the support he could.

After the incident, Bishop Selis committed many crimes and did not make any excuses for himself.Before the punishment of excommunication was issued, the other disciples had already drawn a clear line with him, and Celes felt sorry for them. Even if the line was drawn, these young people still had to pay for mistakes that did not belong to them, just like the old man The father's debt should be shared by the son as well.

During the time when he lived alone in the secluded garden as an untouchable, Bishop Selis inevitably thought about the afterlife. Even if he lost his life soon at this age, he had already lived a long enough life. He didn't have much His wish to be fulfilled in the future, even if he falls into hell, he will not feel lonely.It's just that he can't help but regret the failure of Chagall's peasant uprising, which is an inevitable failure-starting from the fact that people were motivated by hatred.

But if there is no deep-rooted and never-forgotten hatred, these lamb-like farmers will not go against their upbringing, from the extreme of meekness to the extreme of violence, Celes knows that most of them are burdened with an indelible burden Suffering, but fanaticism and chaos do not bring good results.The old bishop also tried to persuade them to leave room for conversion, but his congregation just respectfully invited the clergyman aside.

"Your intentions are complete... but we only have blood for blood! An eye for an eye!"

They wrote back in insulting language to the nobles who wanted them to "expiate their sins"; Burdens"; they took the whips from the hands of the magistrates, and whipped those who had ridden on their heads so that they rolled on the ground; Her slender shoulders, let her carry her children away in dung baskets; they burned the deeds, dug grain, salt, sugar and wine from the cellars of the nobles, killed the horses of the nobles, and drank the wine , cutting meat and sharing food, talking about the hypocrisy and weakness of the enemy, and imagining that one day their muddy feet can also set foot on the throne of the king.

However, they were just a group of rabble, and what they faced was an alliance of nobles who were aroused by these cruel actions and determined to wipe out the riot.And since they transferred many of their population burdens to New Mahy City, they had more food and money to support more force, both sides wanted a quick battle, so they started a big battle in the valley.

It was an extremely cruel war, the battlefield was full of blood and flesh, the stream turned red, and the corpses spread from one end of the valley to the other.In this war, the peasants showed a terrifying fighting power. They used sickles, dung forks, shovels and wooden hammers, and used stones, clods and their own hands, feet and teeth to fight against the king's soldiers, noble private soldiers and mercenaries. They fought against them, they were fearless, even the women were as fierce as beasts, and even if the nobles were bound to win, and they did win a complete victory, this victory would not give them much joy.The peasants of the kingdom have never shown such strength and organization. It is hard not to make people wonder whether there is someone else behind them. They quickly blamed this on the revenge planned by the new Marci city. Originally, the nobles integrated such a Suppressing the alliance may not have tried this test, but just dealing with a peasant riot is so costly, and the monster's city is still expanding steadily.

A deep shadow hangs over the hearts of the nobles.

They carried out widespread reprisals against those who participated in the war.All of a sudden, countless wooden poles were erected in the towns and villages, and there were hanging corpses and human heads everywhere. It was only because there were signs of a new plague spreading that they were willing to spend more effort to dispose of the corpses. There are more scarecrows made of human skin. The church, which was lying in their stone chambers like dead people when they "rebelled", was also revived at this time, actively cooperating with the actions of the nobles. The status has long been determined by the gods, and only the poor and happy can be led to the kingdom of heaven. Those who refuse to obey God's arrangements are all bewitched by demons—the ones who bewitch them are naturally the evil foreigners—their souls have been taken away. Dyed black, all deserving of death, worthy only of the deepest hells of depravity—hence, it is justified and encouraged to possess any property of these degenerates.Even if they are trivial.

Bishop Selis yelled at them before being stripped of his robes: "You should go to hell! Do you know what you did? You released the real demon, and you put the invisible demon into everyone's hearts like a plague. ! There is no cure for you! There is no forgiveness for your crime!"