Wizard of All Souls

early spring.

before dawn.

It was raining lightly.

The wheels rolled over the muddy road, and the horses roared softly.

Several people in black hooded raincoats waved their whips and drove towards Niujiao Village.

One of them was a seventeen-year-old boy——Harvey Albert.

It has been two months since Harvey became an official knight.

A lot has happened in these two months.

He himself has changed a lot.

Many people said that he has become silent, not as lively as before, and the smile on his face is much less.

He used to have a smile on his face every day.

Very gentle with everyone.

As long as someone asks, I will help as much as I can.

He often said things like chivalry, democracy, freedom, harmony, my father said it and so on.

None now.

He kept everything in his heart.

Because he has learned the cruelty of justice.

Since the trial on the MiG Plain, he has gained a lot of knowledge from his father.

Among the words of his father, there was one sentence that deeply impressed him.

Justice is not a dinner party, writing an article, or painting and embroidery. It cannot be so elegant, so calm, gentle, gentle, courteous, and thrifty. Justice is a riot, a violent action by a class to overthrow a class.

yes.

He used to think of justice too well.

Violence is necessary for justice to be done.

For villains, there must be no mercy, and no sympathy should be spared.

Of course, a tolerant heart is also necessary.

He also agrees with another sentence of his father.

No matter how sinful the other party is, as long as they sincerely repent and pay the corresponding price, we should forgive them.

His father didn't just do that.

This is how people are called.

Think a few months ago, after the trials of those criminals.

My father also held a funeral for the prisoners and asked people to mourn for the dead. I heard that everyone present had a good time and forgave the criminals with a smile.

Those criminals can go to hell with peace of mind, right?

As my father said, 'it is also our duty to let the sinful dead laugh and soak in molten lava in hell'.

I'm still too far away from my father's thought realm.

It's not just a matter of strength.

It's more of a gap between ambition and ideals.

Perhaps, it's not unreasonable for Father to say that his strength comes from love and justice?

What is the true meaning of love?

Can I find it too?

Harvey looked up into the distance.

Raindrops floated towards his face, covering his face with dense drops of water.

Although walking in the drizzle of the night, his vision was so hazy, but his eyes were firmer than ever.

...

Niujiao Village.

It is the largest village in the territory of the Albert family, with more than a thousand people.

Niujiao Village was originally just an ordinary small village.

Three years ago there were only one or two hundred people.

The extra people now have all migrated in recent years.

Some people were plundered by bandits and robbers, all their relatives were killed, and they were homeless.

Some people are refugees fleeing famine and living in no fixed place.

Some people are residents who lived in seclusion in the mountains and were brought out by force.

I originally thought that my extermination of so many bandits and robbers was a great achievement and would greatly improve the lives of the people.

Now that I think about it, I'm still too young.

Why do people flee to the wilderness and live like savages?

Why are some villages built in places far away from human habitation, and the villagers even forget how to get out?

Why do we annihilate so many dens of thieves, and most of the time what we get is not respect, but fear?

If it weren't for my father's guidance, I might not be able to figure out these problems for the rest of my life.

Harvey is very fortunate to have such a great father.

It's exorbitant taxes.

It's the rampage of the nobles.

It's all kinds of natural and man-made disasters.

For various reasons, some people would rather live a life like a savage in the mountains than accept the rule of the nobles.

And there are so many of them.

Images flashed through Harvey's mind.

For the good of the other party, he wanted to take them away from the mountains and go to the territory to live a good life.

He did it out of good intentions.

In exchange, it was the other party's vicious curses.

What he got was an oncoming bow and arrow, and a chopping machete.

The surrounding subordinates all suggested to tie them up and take them back.

He hesitated.

In the end, he told his father, and it was his father himself who succeeded in persuading those people to return to the territory with them.

Why is this so?

He had asked his father this question.

It was dusk that day.

In the study.

Golden sunlight streams in through the windows.

In the beam of light, countless fine dust can be clearly seen flying.

Father sat leaning against a chair at the long table.

There was a city model on the table, and my father was perfecting the model little by little with building blocks in his hand.

After listening to his question, my father thought for a while.

Then he looked out the window with deep eyes.

The breeze picked up.

Curl the fine hair on my father's forehead.

Harvey, do you remember the betrayal three years ago? his father, Will asked.

How could I forget!

Those days of suffering must be engraved in his heart for a lifetime.

Do you know why none of the residents of the territory stood up to support you? Why did they come out to greet me as soon as I came back? Will asked.

this……

Harvey already had the answer in his mind.

He had thought about the answer to this question himself, and most of it was what his grandfather heard during their discussions.

He also agrees.

It's nothing more than that the villagers are a group of unfamiliar wolves.

All ungrateful bastards.

Seeing his father's return and his father's astonishing strength, he posted it eagerly.

But he knows.

These were definitely not his father's ideas.

His father would never agree with this idea.

But besides this reason, what else?

Seeing Harvey's puzzled expression, Will smiled, You know what? On the day I just came back, I was really disappointed to see those familiar faces surrounding my convoy with weapons.

Father, do you think so? Harvey asked quickly.

Who do you think I am disappointed in?

It must be... Could it be us? Harvey hesitated.

That's right.

Why?

Harvey was dissatisfied.

As far as he knows, their Albert family is the best for the residents in the territory.

Grandpa Leo and Uncle Nikon may not want it in their hearts, but they still implement the policies set by their father according to their father.

Do the same.

When my father was around, he was supported by so many people.

Once the father left, he faced betrayal.

No matter how you think about it, it's those white-eyed wolf villagers who are disappointing, right?

Harvey had many doubts in his heart.

But he was in no hurry.

Because he knew that since his father had raised the question, he would naturally explain it to him.