Ultimate Weapon of Magic and Science

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　　Why is the world so cruel?

　　The little boy cried inexplicably. The female, like a mother, froze for a moment and then squatted down to ask the crying child: What happened. So much that you think of heavy questions.

　　The cause is not complicated, it is a story starting from an injured bird.

　　 During a play, the boy accidentally picked up an injured bird.

The boy who was born in the countryside saw the beautiful bird for the first time. The green and blue feathers were rolled with a layer of gold-edged feathers. The orange claws were like amber, and the red mouth moved between the feathers with a flexible neck. , From time to time whispered softly and audibly.

　　The boy judged that the bird accidentally folded its wings. Out of kindness and compassion, the boy began to take care of the injured little guy.

　　 At the beginning, the bird was full of fear and resistance to the boy. He pecked and scratched the boy's hand, and the wheat, bugs, and water that had stood beside him never moved.

　　 Perhaps the wild animal has a strong instinctive resistance to humans, or perhaps because its injury may be given by humans, the beautiful bird rejected the boy’s alms.

　　 Normally in this situation, the children either give up and continue to waste their energy, letting the stupid bird, who knows nothing about it, spontaneously die, or seek out other children or adults at home to discuss countermeasures.

　　 The boy did not adopt the above method. The 5-year-old child felt that doing so was tantamount to admitting failure and admitting that he was unable to take care of a helpless bird.

　　Relying on a strong force, he persevered.

　　Efforts to observe and adjust the approach without causing the bird to be wary. With perseverance and hard work, the bird finally accepted him and his treatment, and returned to health after a few weeks.

　　 At that time, the mother silently watched her son and the bird play through the cracks in the window, without revealing the little secret of the child.

　　 This is a good thing.

　　Whether it is the performance of the son or the bird who is willing to be close to the son, it is a good thing for both.

　　So why do boys cry sadly? Is it because the beloved birdhouse abandoned him and flew back to the sky and jungle to which he belongs?

　　 The answer is not far from the guess, but the version of the ending of the story makes it more difficult for the boy to accept.

　　 The wounded bird flies up to the sky and screams cheerfully above the boy's head. The boy who felt the joy of success smiled and waved a childish little hand at the bird.

　　Shadows the sun in a moment, and the claws grabbed the bird. The fierce-looking mountain eagle flew up with lightning like prey. The boy shouted and threw stones, but the feathers of the eagle never touched. The boy, whose body is far from developing, stumblingly chased the raptor who took away his playmate.

　　 Hearing this, my mother already knew where the scratches on the boy's clothes came from.

When the general story comes here, mothers with bad tempers will scold the children for being irritable in a hurry, don’t talk about breaking the clothes for a bird, and bring back a wound, and even more terrible is chasing a mountain eagle. This kind of thing is also extremely dangerous for adults. Mothers who encounter hot spots should find a rolling pin or broom to educate about violence and love.

　　 The mother did not blame her son's dangerous behavior, caressing the blue or red wounds waiting for the following.

　　I don't know how many thorns were scratched, and I can't remember how many fells, no matter how tired and tired I ran, the boy chased the mountain eagle to the front of the cliff's nest where he couldn't take another step forward.

　　Across the distance that wings and magic can never cross, the boy witnessed the end of his beloved bird.

The corpse of a bird that was suffocated in its claws in a short time was torn into pieces, and the mother bird of the mountain eagle was lovingly fed to the pink body, the fledglings whose eyes had not been opened, and the whole mouth was opened, and the mouth was opened. The young eagles fighting for corpses resemble naughty boys waiting for the feast.

　　 The boy who saw all this realized and realized.

　　 In addition to the beautiful and happy side, the world has a savage and unreasonable side.

　　 Birds peck insects to fill their stomachs or feed cubs, and eagles prey on birds to nurture their children.

　　 No one is wrong. They are only living according to the laws of the world. Creatures can only survive by plundering and eating other life.

　　Looking at the **** expression of maternal love, watching the birds like playmates become the belly of the growth of the young eagle and unable to do anything, after recognizing the unfriendly and unreasonable side of nature, the boy took it for granted.

　　——Why is the world so cruel, why did the goddess create all beings but not let everyone be happy? Since the omniscient and omnipotent mother goddess exists, since the mother goddess is full of love for the world and life created, is it not necessary to do so?

Faced with this initial, basic question of life, which included naivety and anger, it was difficult for the mother to give a definite answer, and she could only complain that she could not, like a monk, take the life as a creature and cannot speculate on the unpredictable nature of the mother goddess Mind】——This kind of sophistry to fool children. As an adult, through experience and experience to wash away the grown-up adults, the mother knows the answer.

　　Don't talk about wild nature, the most basic and core basic rules for building a "civilized" intelligent species society are also the same simple rules.

　　【Weak meat strong food】.

　　 The only truth that life that is part of nature is absolutely irresistible, cruel truth that will be swallowed by rebels or doubters.

　　It is normal to have to work hard to eat or be eaten in a harsh natural environment that is not intimate to life. The boy’s father and neighbors’ uncles raised livestock and hunted birds and animals to fill the stomachs of the boys and other children, so that everyone could live happily.

　　The boy didn't say it, but the keen mother caught the problem and fear of the shapelessness in the son's heart.

　　——Is it a sinful thing to live?

　　 This question brought an unprecedented sense of horror to the boy. He couldn't find the answer. The despair that he couldn't see the way out made him cry.

　　 It can be said that this child thinks too much, or it can be said that it is too clever to get into the tip of the horn.

　　The mother wiped the tears on the edge of the boy's red and swollen eyes while touching the son's small head.

　　Adults don’t have a unified standard answer to this too big and small question. The priests and priests who can communicate with the gods can’t answer it, the learned magician can’t answer it, and the powerful nobles and kings can’t answer it.

　　 The mother gave the boy ambiguous statement:

　　 "Because there is still room for improvement in the world, even if the status quo is unreasonable and cruel, everyone has to work hard to survive and then improve those cruel and unreasonable parts."

　　 The boy nodded incomprehensiblely, implanted a line of light led by his mother into his heart, and then painted the first ideal appearance in life.

　　 [I want to work hard so that everyone can live in peace and happiness. 】

　　Roland.d’arc (Hruodland.d’arc) first made such a wish after being exposed to the mystery of survival and the cruelty of the world.

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　　 "Lola! Lola! Damn it! Lola, where did you hide!"

　　 The little girl ran around with her feet on her feet. You can tie up the lips of the oil bottle and the red fluttering smiley face that bulged up with some angry fish can't help but make people want to squeeze.

　　 [Doll-like children. 】

　　 Long-haired out-of-town teenagers can’t help but look at the restless little girl who is turning round and round, working hard and conscientiously as he likes children, and he is a little spoiled, far from the level of **** addiction.

　　 The girl may be looking for a playmate to play hide-and-seek. Looking at the helpless children behind her, only the last one is the most cunning.

　　Looked under the tree for a while and vigorously searched for hidden playmates. The boy shook his head to prepare for important work, muttering to himself:

　　 "Laura, Laura... is a girl's name?"

"what did you say?"

　　 There was a violent sound above his head, and the boy couldn't help looking up.

　　 "It's a man..."

　　Climb the tree branch like a wild cat, borrow the green shade to avoid searching. The chestnut boy is frowning his cool eyebrows, and the tone of the collision falls from above.

　　 "It's a man...can't it?"

　　 "Sorry, just..."

　　 "I found you! Laura!"

　　Noticing the movement under the fir tree, the little girl rushed to the tree and pointed at the wild cat boy.

　　 "Chole, how many times have you said it! It's Roland, not Laura!!!"

　　The cat-like boy in the eyes of the long-haired young boy swiftly jumped under the tree, angrily correcting the little girl's slurred speech or intentional mistakes, and grimaced at the tongue of the culprit who caught him.

　　 "All of you are bad, and I was caught."

　　The boy named Roland's four-game winning streak ended this month. The hidden hiding place was exposed. Before finding a new hiding place, there should be a record of consecutive failures.

　　——Not only the name is like a girl, but also the appearance.

　　Looking at the boy who was struggling to move out of the manhood and dressed in the country's stubborn atmosphere, he reorganized his heart several times and still got an image of the "girl who tucked himself into the men's clothing". The foreign teenager smiled cramped and helpless.

　　 "I'm really sorry, because Maximilian Hubert Tier's unintentional offense caused Mr. Champion to fail to defend his title. I apologize to you here."

I tried to imitate the aristocratic etiquette to apologize to the boy, but the long-haired teenager received more ceremonial training than far-fetched and cumbersome, and forced the irregular boy to smile with a fox-like smile. The boy who had just been saddened just now laughed out loud.

　　Can't be as spoiled as girls and don't worry about what foreigners find parents to do with the boy's traits. Farmer families like boys to be fake, and not many are spoiled. Limited by the material conditions and the many factors of the children in the family, the children in the countryside are relatively wild, and there is no scruples in talking and laughing.

　　 "Foreigners, where are you from? Are you traveling alone?"

　　Knowledge of etiquette and so on stopped at the use of honorific words. Roland scratched his head and asked like an adult. His always accurate intuition told him that this foreigner, about the size of the village's blacksmith son, was a trustworthy passenger.

　　 "I was said to go out alone... I am a member of the caravan coming out of Argentola, and the team is still wandering behind."

　　 "So you are the first to find a hotel to book a room? The couple who entered the village just now are your companions?"

　　 "You know a lot."

　　 "The man is wearing a dark olive green dress like you, so I think you are together."

　　 paused, Roland shouted as though thinking of something important.

　　 "Yes! That's V.E's uniform! You are from V.E!"

　　The long-haired teenager from a foreign country squatted down and asked a group of children who suddenly realized:

　　 "Are we so famous?"

　　 "Because your clothes have buttons with wings!"

　　Children laughed together and gave the expected answer.

　　 After its establishment, the upstart who developed at a high speed-V.E Consortium Co., Ltd.

　　 is less than 5 years old, and should not have much reputation compared with the big trading companies with self-confidence background, strength and long history among its peers. It is a household name that can achieve great success in the short term.

　　The impressive uniform with buttons is one of them.

　　 Very few other trading companies have uniformed clothing. For example, V.E companies are divided into different categories. The employees of different departments and classes wear a basic uniform to modify the clothing of different colors and assign employees. It can be said that it has never been done. What's more, in the social environment where pullovers, smocks, long pullovers, and dresses are popular, lapels, barts, 3 pockets, 3 buttons, uniforms up to the waist and hips will definitely make people who have seen them deep. Remember that unique costume.

　　The boy named Roland suddenly remembered that the uniforms of V.E company in rumors were mostly black and white dresses with bright and dark colors.

　　 This foreign traveler is wearing a grass green, open and close collar, 7 rows of buckles, 4 digging bags, and a bag cover. The open neckline is decorated with two thin golden bars and a star-shaped pine branch green square to release a light and solemn atmosphere of clothing, more or less, Roland felt a little uncomfortable with this uniform.

　　 "What do you wear in V.E's clothes?"

　　 The question of unscrupulous children's words came up, and the young cadres of V.E Company smiled bitterly, lowering their voice and saying:

　　 "This is a training suit for caravan guards, I am a guard."

　　 "Guardian? Hahahahaha... Big Brother is a guard?!!!!!!"

　　Children laughed together, and Roland felt that this cow was really unreliable.

The village of Bodoe is considered to be a relatively remote rural village in the county of Nordland. The foreigners who pass by during the year do not have accurate numerical statistics, and the rough estimate is roughly the same as the village population. Among them, there are many from Charlemagne to La Many of the horse-drawn carriage fleets in the cities of the plains are called "guards".

　　 A man who looks tall and strong like a bear, a man with scars and sores on his face and body, and a man who smells sweat, alcohol and unknown body odor.

　　The armed group promoted by the above-mentioned dangerous and brutal guy is in line with the villagers' reflection on the professional group of [Caravan Guard].

　　 smiles like a fox, but looks tougher than his peers and says he is a guard? This young man from Charlemagne thought that the Kaplan children in the country were fooled?

　　 "If the elder brother is a guard, the mother **** must be awake!"

The babbling girl Chloe shouted, and the children laughed and agreed. The peasant woman chatting at the entrance of the village clearly understood what was going on here. Although it felt a little respectful to joke about the goddess, it was only a smile in the rural areas where the faith was relatively devoted. Then the women joined the ranks of teasing and teasing.

　　Only two men are not in the laughing team.

　　【Self-proclaimed】 The helplessness of the field teenagers guarded by V.E Company shrugged, apparently the result of some numbness after the reaction to people was commonplace. Looking away from the crowd and staring at one place, he looked at another non-smiling non-follower with interest.

　　 That funny boy named Roland.

　　 Come all the way, every time you report your identity, it will trigger the audience's laugh point indifferently. They laugh and laugh, there is no other reaction.

　　What is this kid with a confused face thinking? Is it a reaction to the adults, or is it doubtful about the authenticity of their identity? Perhaps his omnipotent boss will know.

　　 "Report!"

　　 The call full of youthful vigor and military breath breaks through the barrier of laughter. The appearance and height are smaller than that of the long-haired teenager. Several flat-headed teenagers wearing the same style of clothing bypass the crowd and trot to the companion. Lean on your legs, stand upright, raise your right arm to the same height as your shoulders, turn your right hand together with your five fingers, and turn it out slightly. .

"how about it?"

　　 returned the gift with the same strange movement. The tone of the long-haired boy was changed into serious and unswerving that had not been shown in the previous chat. The pressure of authority was clearly released from the stiff expression that faded the smile.

　　 "The hotels and hostels in the village are difficult to accommodate the convoy, and the roads in the village are not eligible, and they can only be resupplied outside the village."

　　 "Close team."

　　 Without saying a word, the succinct and succinct like some kind of V.E company's youngsters cast out of metal forged and untied the horses untied by the trees under the strange and vigilant watch of the villagers and left.

　　 "Trained guard... No, it should be a soldier."

　　 Powerful rough palms rest on the shoulders, and the touch of the calluses is advanced through a thin rag. Roland raised his head. His father, who didn't know when he came, looked at the dust that stretched far away in the distance. The hard stubble chin dripped a little tight feeling that made Roland uncomfortable.

　　 The other party is a guard and a trained soldier.

　　Father said that, it must be right.

　　V.E Company is just a trading company, why would it hire the kind of soldiers who are so young? What do they want to do when they come to this country?

　　Do not have a solution to this destiny for a short time, and at the same time, instinctively aware of the uneasy reaction of the problem that it is best not to touch, the housewives returned to their home with their children, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com's father looked at the dirt road where dust was scattered, patted Roland on the shoulder, smiled and told Roland:

"go home."

　　 After a while, the guests will come to the door, and the small hotel run by the family will start business.

For a long time, Roland, who has not heard merchants singing loudly or introducing various anecdotes, can't help but expect some novel and interesting stories from VE's caravan. From the perspective of the long-haired big brother just now, they should be polite, Good customers who are easy to talk and pay.

　　It was because of considerable expectations that Roland could not understand. For a moment, the smile on his father's face seemed unhappy.

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　　 small theater time

　　Bren Hill: A new character has appeared, but still a cute boy.

　　Li Lin: Yeah, yeah, the cute boy finally appeared.

　　Bren Hill: What's wrong? Your Excellency, isn’t your company already accompanied by Niederhogger? Why do we look forward to human cute boys?

　　Li Lin: 750+'s right too... that's not a game I like to hear, it's a horror movie... and it's more enjoyable when only humanoid...

　　Bren Hill: ...Why do you want to trample your cockroaches and bed bugs with anger rushing to your head?

　　Li Lin: (—-—b) That is an illusion, it must be an illusion. Well, today’s prize quiz is a geographical name. In addition to the rewards, the book guessers who have guessed the right have 15 points to be rewarded. All book friends are welcome to participate actively. Please explain the prototype of the following country names in this book-Albi Ang, Charlemagne, Castile, Lapland, Ross United. Please answer as soon as possible!