Three Philosophical Questions for Travelers

He continued: "A few days ago, the nobles came to me for peace talks. Some nobles were unable to deal with the rebellion in their territories. They asked me to come forward and negotiate peace with the rebels, and use my prestige to end the riot.

"These rebels are not my comrades, they could be other oppressed people, or they could just be a mob.

"But by taking this opportunity, I may be able to temporarily win over a group of nobles. The nobles in the Reach are opposite, and maybe I can split their positions and draw one faction against another.

"I have already put forward the conditions, and it depends on whether they can agree."

Isrit's letter also mentioned the Swamp War.In May of last year, the orcs in the west of the Lake District suddenly declared war on Isrit, saying that they wanted to crusade against Ability God.The two orcs started a war around the lake area.Estherite kept on doing one thing, she decided to completely defeat the other orc clans and unify the Great Swamp.

The war lasted like this for a year, the two sides attacked each other, but generally speaking, Estherite had the upper hand.

Isrit said in the letter: "The Razor stayed with me to help me fight, he and his two female companions—" What?two?Isn't it just Netwig?Haven was very puzzled, so he continued to watch.

"——The three of them fought very bravely. With their help, I suppressed the West Swamp Orcs who were much stronger than our side. Now the East Lake area is all my territory. But in the battle last week, Razor was injured. Wounded, the orcs in the West Swamp enshrine a certain evil god, the demon's voodoo curse polluted his blood, and now his companions are purifying the curse for him. And a few days ago, a man named Faceless Ranger came to find Razor, he brought a letter to Razor. After reading the letter, Razor told me that he had to leave because someone had found out the movements of the Demon King. He told me that this matter was related to the safety of the world, and he had to do it .In this case, I am not stopping him, the razor has already done a lot, and I dare not ask for anything more."

Haven wrote back to her, saying: "I will support you, Isrit, I want to—"

Just as he was writing this, an orderly knocked on the door and came in, saying to him, "Commander, the sisters of the White Clothes Society are asking to see you."

"White Council? Is it Laya?" He immediately stood up, "Quick, take me to find her!"

The Will of the Saints, II

The Will of the Saints, II

Haven ran out of the room and came to the gate of the castle.

It had just rained two days ago, the air was very humid, and the ground was muddy.The soldiers of the White Clothes Society were at the door, there were about a hundred of them.They stand or sit, without the discipline and spirit of the past.The trousers and boots of these people were covered with mud, and the nun at the head—that is, Eros, her eyes were dead, like a dead person.

Haven had a bad premonition, he asked Eros, "Sister, may I ask..." Where is Laya?He didn't ask this question, and when he was about to say this, Hai Wen's premonition became stronger, so he changed his words and said, "Where did you come from, and what happened?"

Eros glanced at him, the nun's eyes were terribly empty.

"I brought you Raya's suicide note."

"What?" Hai Wen was stunned.

"Don't make me say it again, my lord." Eros held up a letter with both hands, "I give you something, I'm leaving."

Haiwen took the letter, he stopped Eros, and said, "Wait! What's going on? What about Laya? She, she..."

"The living don't leave you a note!" Eros screamed at him. "Lord Ambside, do you understand human language? She's dead, she's dead, she's dead! She's dead!" In order to save a city of idiots who set themselves on fire, she..." Eros's expression twisted, and she sobbed.

Eros was clearly on the verge of emotional breakdown. Hewen didn't get angry at her, but said: "Miss Eros, please go to my castle to rest. I think you are all very tired."

"No, no..." She shook her head as frequently as she was trembling, "No, no, no... I don't need it."

"If you don't stay here, where can you go?"

"I..." Eros covered her left face with one hand, tears flowed from her right eye, "I can't go anywhere, but I don't want to stay here either, I don't want to stay anywhere, I don't want to go anywhere... "

She was on the verge of a nervous breakdown, Haven thought, if left alone, she might go crazy tonight, or commit suicide.

Haiwen said to the soldiers of the White Clothes Society: "You guys, bring Elos in - Nader! Prepare rooms, hot water, change of clothes and food for them."

After Haiwen arranged things properly, he came to his room with Laya's suicide note.When he closed the door, his mind went blank.

suicide note.

Only the dead leave a will.

It was hard for him to imagine that Raya was no longer alive.

He opened the letter:

"Lord Haven Ambleside, if you can read this letter, then I must be dead. First of all, you don't have to mourn for me, everyone has their own destiny, and I am the one who saw my own destiny early People. What I want to say next is very important, please control your emotions and read my letter calmly.

I'm already convinced that the mass extinction will come within 20 years, and it will last in some form for 30 years until civilization is completely dead.Children born today will witness the destruction of the world.

The power of the Creator God surpasses our cognition, and all armies, magic, witchcraft... can't compete with him.Not even those with godheads.

But I learned a way to delay the mass extinction from the manuscript of the holy monk Limou.

That is to obey the will of the world.

We must move civilization forward.

Once our civilization stagnates or regresses for a long time, the Creator God will be angry, and it will destroy our world.Then the Fifth Age will die, and a new one will grow on our corpses.

Normally, civilization can move forward correctly.When the Chuangshi God created us, he had already set our destiny for us.As long as we follow the trajectory, civilization can move forward.

Referring to the ancient books of the first four eras, our civilization may have multiple evolutionary forms.Take the four principalities as an example. In the future, they should become more just, free, and efficient, and they should evolve in many aspects.We should have unlimited possibilities.

However, our country has not advanced for more than 2000 years - it may be longer, but I can't find any documented documents.All I know is that the oldest kingdom legends are 7000 years old, maybe we've been standing still for 7000 years.

Yes, since the end of the clan society, we have been stagnant in the monarchy, feudalism and slavery society - these words are from ancient books, I borrow them, I think you should understand the meaning.

The nobles exploited and squeezed layer by layer, restricting the progress of civilization with shackles and whips.The slaves were miserable, but few would resist.

Perhaps as early as 500 years ago, we should have transitioned from slavery to feudalism, but it has not come.The slave uprising in the south, the ancestor movement in the Gulf, the thirteen reforms in the north...all the movements to promote civilization have failed.

We are 500 years late.

The scriptures of Saint Lemos say: Devils from the Second Era are interfering with the progress of civilization—tricksters, discipliners, and demagogues.Three legendary demon kings.They and their fiends are eating away at the foundation of this world.

We must not allow them to succeed.

In order to save civilization, Chuangshi Shen introduced three aliens.These people possess advanced ideas, knowledge and great souls.They can move our rusty civilization forward.

I think, Lord Ambleside, are you one of them?

My lord, if you are really that person, then I ask you to save this world on the edge of a cliff.

Do your best to promote this corrupt world!

Only you can do this—I naively thought that I could do it too, but unfortunately, I have failed at this moment.After all, I couldn't defy my own destiny.

As for how to promote civilization, I think you must know better than me.

In addition, I have met the messenger of Dara Kasha, and I am asking the ancient gods to help you.Dara Kasha has no army under his command, but he has several excellent fighters. I heard from the messenger that Fasnat has become one of them.It's a lucky thing because you have worked together before and you can trust each other.And Dalakasha will send another member of the ancient guards to help you, so as to help you defeat the enemy.

My lord, you have 20 years to accomplish this great work. 20 years later, for the balance of the world, Dara Kasha may kill you, but if you don't do it, then we can't even survive 20 years.Also, it takes 50 years to make the world safe, and maybe you will be safe for 50 years.That being the case, you don't have to worry too much about Dara Kasha. After 50 years, you are probably dead, of course, I sincerely wish you a long life.

Also, I will give you the three artifacts from the White Clothes Club.

The Three Artifacts contain three sacred souls. When one person holds it, it will merge into one and give you supreme divine power.

But only those who fully believe in absolute justice can use it. Unfortunately, no one has been able to do so, including me.

My lord, if you are the chosen one, then you can give it a try.I think they have been waiting for you as their master.

I let Odd Jones of the White Council keep the three artifacts.He used to be one of the three chairmen of the White Clothes Society, but he was captured by me and took away the artifact.Although I have some issues with him, this old man is definitely a loyal and kind person, you can trust him.

Over the course of a year I have persuaded Odd Jones to pledge his allegiance to you.

Haven Ambleside.From then on, you are the only chairman of the White Clothes Club.The remaining troops and properties of the White Clothes Council belong to you.My cronies will also pledge their allegiance to you.

That's all for now, Master Haiwen, I've finished all I have to say.

In the end I ask you one thing, this is a personal request, you can refuse, it doesn't matter.

Please help Eros.

It doesn't matter, you can ask her to become a normal person, marry a man, or do something else.

I hope she... (handwriting here is blacked out)

Forget it.

Let her decide her own destiny.

I am an incompetent nun, a hypocritical nun.My selfishness is too heavy.It's all my fault that Eros became like this.I knew for a long time that our relationship would not bear fruit, but I couldn't bear it and couldn't let it go.

(Big group blacked out)

(Handwriting becomes scribbled)

My lord, just listen to my whining, I'm dead, and I never told anyone else when I was alive.I wanted to take everything to the grave, but I just couldn't.If I did that, it would mean that the real 'Raya' never lived in this world.

Just play the role of a priest once, and listen to my confession. "

Haiwen turned the page, and the second page of letter paper was crumpled, the handwriting became more and more scribbled, and some of the words on it were blurred by water stains.

"Eros loves me like a man loves a woman. It is not admiration, nor friendship, but true love. Same-sex love is a crime, let alone two nuns, which is a heinous crime.

But so do I.

And I fell in love with her first.

You know, I'm a nun.From the moment I joined the White Clothes Society, I dedicated my life to the cause of 'eliminating suffering in the world'.So my life is meaningful but tasteless.

One day I met Eros, when she was still a lady of the world.I thought she was a sinner, so I wanted to save him.But I didn't expect that although she lived a dissolute life, she never did bad things.She is beautiful and unrestrained, sincere and kind. She can drink and eat meat, and enjoy love countless times. When she meets a man she likes, she goes on a date with him, and when she meets a hooligan she hates, she slaps him.She lived like a wild flower, wild and beautiful and tenacious.

Before that, I didn't know that people could still live like this.

I envy her.

Many nights I would fantasize: I just want to live in the world of mortals like her.I no longer have to carry this heavy burden, and I no longer have to suffer from day and night headaches and insomnia.I no longer need to wander among noble games, let alone groveling to please those lords...

I sleep with her, a bed, two pillows, and a quilt.Sometimes I look at her sleeping face and think: what would it look like if I had fiery orange hair?Why do her lips look so red?

Will we be together forever?Or will we marry the same man in the future?Maybe... she will see through my mind?

One night I just watched her in a daze like this, thinking wildly in my mind.I didn't realize it was dawn until the rooster crowed.I hurriedly got up, washed, dressed, and did morning lessons... I had to maintain my image in front of her, or she might leave me.

I envied her at first, but fell in love with her when I realized I could never be her.

So I try to bring her with me as much as I can, I make her admire by putting on a majestic image, I make her worship by making a saintly posture, and I even use all kinds of cunning tricks to seduce her mind.

Women understand women better than men, and I can make her fall in love with me.

She did fall in love with me too.

And love deeper than me.

This is bad, I didn't think I would get burned.

Later, Eros expressed her love for me again and again—from hint to express.I have been restrained, and even turned against her once, and that was the only time we quarreled.Because I dare not reveal my true thoughts, I don't understand love, I only know: she loves 'Saint Laya', not 'Slut Laya'.

I must never let her know.

But gradually, I still fell.

God, it's not my fault!But this girl is so cute, how can she be so likable?I have seen the sprouts in spring, the lambs on the green grass; I have seen the sculpture of Goddess of Beauty, and I have seen the sunset on the desert... But everything in the world combined is not as cute as her.

I love her orange hair, her red lips smile, her crisp laugh; I love her fluttering skirt, white legs and playful feet; I love her troubled expression, her sideways Yan Yan eyelashes, love her slender fingers - especially when she interlocks with mine.Her hands are so soft, but mine have calluses.

She wears a nun's dress like a dancer, and she can also wear a dress with a dignified look; I can't control high heels in my life, but she steps on them like a knight steps on stirrups.

I love every word she says, every breath of air she exhales, even the sweet smell of sweat on her body.

A saint should not have such obscene lust.I knew that this was an ugly sin, and I whipped my soul in my heart. I looked in the mirror, wishing I could tear my body to pieces... Shame and guilt tortured me like two demons.

But the more painful thing is: I dare not tell her.

Lord Haven, thank you for listening to me.Now, please burn the letter, before Eloise sees it.Otherwise she will hate me, I want to be a 'pure saint' in her heart forever, if she hates me, I will die with regret.

Please, my lord.burn it. "

After Haiwen read the letter, he felt that all the strength in his body had disappeared.He wanted to cry a little, but he couldn't cry at all, an indescribable sadness stuck in his heart - helpless, powerless, only empty sadness.

He thought to himself: How can there be any saint in this world?

It's nothing more than a poor ordinary person.

Poor and great.

He lit the brazier and put the letter on it, thinking: I should listen to Raya and burn it.And if Eros is allowed to read this letter, she will go completely insane.

But he hesitated seven times, but he couldn't do it.He felt that what he burned was not a letter, but a living girl—the real Laya didn't seem to be dead, she lived between the lines.

In the end, he locked the letter into the cabinet—this is the only proof that Laya has been in the world, even if I don't show it to Eros, I can't destroy it.

At least someone should remember: there was a girl who longed for love and died for this world.

This is the most beautiful legacy left by the saint to the world.

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ps: The role of Laya has finally come to fruition w