Dust of History Chapter 52: Select

There is a very small and old chapel in the corner of the Academy of Magic. It is an old building that has been abandoned for a long time, and almost no one comes here.

An old pastor came in a hurry, looked inside after coming here, and walked in immediately

"Master Priest, isn't this a bit too much for you?" The old pastor, who was over sixty years old, found the person he was looking for and asked cautiously.

"It's not too much. I just want to be quiet for a while." Asa sighed, unexpectedly being found here.

"But you should at least change the place." The old man is always more particular about details and rules.

"No need, the atmosphere here is very good."

"The Assistant Minister of Finance is looking for you...."

"Assistant minister? I don't know him. What is he looking for me for? If he wants to find me, tell him to come by himself."

The old pastor's grizzled eyebrows, beard and wrinkles helplessly squeezed for a while. Looking at the young superior in front of him, he realized that it was useless to say anything, so he turned around and walked out shaking his head.

Asa struggled to change his posture. He was not comfortable sitting. There was no way. The carpenters made this thing to place holy books, holy objects and the hands of the bishop, not to place buttocks. . Some of the gods on the surrounding murals and reliefs are in their own postures, some are squinting, some are staring angrily, and some are staring tenderly, watching the person who should serve them sitting on the altar .

A familiar sound of footsteps sounded unhurriedly from the door of the cathedral. Asa still didn't look back, but sighed and said, "So it's you? I thought it was someone."

"Although this chapel is useless, isn't it too much for you to actually sit on the altar?" The assistant minister said in a steady and solemn voice.

Asa smiled and replied: "It can't be considered too much. Just now a pious old priest just said that I was 'a bit too much'."

"The old pastor didn't let me in at first, but I insisted on coming, so he told me please don't take offense, because you have always been like this." The voice of the assistant minister was a little smiley. "It seems that you often do this kind of thing."

"What are you doing? I don't think I'm doing anything. Just drink some wine and eat some meat. Last time I finally found a one-eyed lizard in the grass outside. I roasted it and ate it. I was reprimanded by the bishop for a long time."

"Oh? Is it that one-eyed lizard called 'Southern Glass Bead'? I remember you kept saying that you wanted to taste that." The assistant minister's voice became a little more lively as he recalled the past. "Did the bishop reprimand you for not killing people indiscriminately?"

Asa scratched his head, sighed and said, "No, it was raining outside at that time, so I was roasting lizards here, and grabbed a book as fuel. Who would have known that it was an isolated copy of a theological classic."

"Hehe, you are still the same, you haven't changed."

"You have changed, and your voice seems to be much calmer and more sophisticated than before. You are indeed the Assistant Minister of Finance, and now the only female minister in the empire."

"Really? I also noticed it a little bit." The assistant minister stepped forward and said a little self-deprecatingly. "Probably because of old age."

Asa turned around, but what she saw was still the slightly round and delicate face, the pair of slender eyes, the straight nose, and the thin lips, but the youthful and lively face in memory The lively temperament is gone, replaced by maturity and self-possession, and the well-fitting official uniform, unexpectedly there is a bit of majesty in the delicate beauty.

"It's not old. It's mature and beautiful." Asa smiled at her, seeing her appearance and temperament that she had never seen before, feeling strange from the bottom of her heart for no reason. I also had this feeling when I met Rod Hart. He sighed and said: "I found that once a person becomes an official or has a career, he will quickly change his appearance, become mature and experienced."

Xiaoyi smiled lightly and said: "I have seen more about people and the world, and I have experienced more. If I put my energy and mind on my career, I will not be as frivolous as before."

"But why am I always the same." Asa sighed.

"It should be that your personality is not suitable for doing these things." Xiaoyi smiled. "Actually, even I don't really believe that you can become a priest, a great hero in the future. You... you don't look like it."

"Yes. I'm not suitable. I just found out now, yesterday. It's really not suitable for me." Asa sighed for a long time, and tried his best to expel all the air in his lungs and the feeling of depression and helplessness squeeze out of the body. "I would rather survive alone in the swamp in the desert, facing beasts and monsters, than stay here anymore. I'm too stupid. I'm so stupid. I can't see anything or everything around me. I don’t understand. Even though I tried my best to do something, I couldn’t control anything. So I was very annoyed and wanted to be alone in this place. Then I thought…” He didn’t continue talking at this point .

"No matter how vigorous an eagle is, it cannot live in the sea." Xiaoyi's voice became softer. "You are not stupid. Probably not suitable for such an environment."

The gentleness in this tone is just a little bit, but it makes the empty and helpless heart feel full. Suddenly, those things that had been silent for a long time and almost forgotten jumped out again. Asa was silent for a while, and asked: "Do you remember what I told you before? I want to travel around the whole continent, the whole world."

"Remember, you often talked about it with me before." When mentioning the past, Xiaoyi's voice became softer.

Asa looked at those thin eyes, the hazy smile inside seemed not as pure as before, but the gentleness still filled every gap in his heart. He thought for a while and said, "...Actually, I wanted to ask you a question before, but I never asked..."

"What's the problem?"

"I want to travel freely. Are you willing to go with me?" After asking this sentence, Asa turned his head and looked at the dusty statue, he dared not look at her again .

There was no answer, only the breathing of the two of them alternated in this old chapel. This dusty place is full of traces of history, as if time can easily be pulled back by memory.

"Are you still thinking about going on a trip now? What about the things that the bishop arranged for you?" Xiaoyi's voice returned to a steady and mature manner. "Although you are not used to such an environment yet, you should face the things you have to face, and take on the responsibilities you have to bear. It is useless to escape." She paused, her voice became more stable, but It seems a little lonely. "We've all grown up."

Asa smiled wryly and did not speak again.

The two fell into silence again. After a while, Asa asked, "What do you want me to do?"

Xiaoyi took out a letter and handed it to him. "My sister entrusted me to deliver it to you, and then I will let you pass it on to your friend Rod Hart."

"Why doesn't she go by herself? Do you want me to hand it over to you? Is it fun?"

"Probably I'm sorry. There may be some unspoken concerns in the letter, and it won't feel so strong after two people pass it on." Xiaoyi's tone was full of someone who had been there. "A girl's family's thoughts are like this, it's hard to fathom."

Asa took the letter with his hand, shook his head and sighed: "It's really unpredictable..."

"Okay. My task is completed. There are still many official duties waiting for me. You should work hard to do your work." The female assistant minister turned and walked out.

It wasn't until she walked out of the gate of the Magic Academy that she looked back at the dilapidated chapel and sighed: "Why didn't you ask me at that time..." Wiping the corners of her eyes, she slowly boarded In the carriage.

"Do my best? Do you know what I want to do?" In the chapel, Asa also sighed. He took out the scroll in his arms and looked at it slowly. The small skeletons at both ends of the scroll glowed slightly. As long as he grabs these two little things and pulls them, all the troubles in this world have nothing to do with him anymore.

The feeling of lightness and relief is really pleasant, but at the same time there is the pain of loss. I wonder if that side just now will be a farewell?

The next day, the troops that went to Airi to suppress the pagan rebellion set off.

Asa looked at the mighty troops, frowned and asked Rodhart: "Is it necessary to use so many people?"

Rodhart was riding a tall snow-white horse, wearing silver knight armor and a purple cloak, which looked completely in line with his identity as a commander. Walking side by side with Asa majestically at the front of the team, he shook his head and said, "Not many, just five thousand people. I am very familiar with Airi's situation, and I will never suffer from the right time and place. Judging from the reported situation There are probably only five or six thousand religious groups, but they are all mobs without formal equipment. It is no problem to deal with it."

Asa took out the letter from his pocket and handed it to him. "This is what Chris asked her sister to pass on to me and then I will pass it on to you."

Rod Hart frowned, took the letter and opened it.

"What's written on it?" Asa asked.

"It's nothing. She told me that the emperor has proposed marriage to the Duke." Rodhart replied lightly.

"What?" Asa was a little surprised, and then looked at Rodhart's calm expression. "It seems that you already knew?"

"Of course." Rod Hart nodded. "When I heard Chris mention the matter between her and the emperor, she probably didn't even realize it, so I guessed that the matter would definitely develop to this point. But because of the impact of the last hunting incident , Come sooner than I expected."

"You and Chris...should have always been...a very good relationship."

"Of course." Rod Hart still nodded. "Duke Mrak sometimes intends to arrange that way."

Asa remembered the judgment made by Borugan-sama, who has a big and easy-to-use head. For a talent like Rod Hart, Chris is an important bargaining chip that the Duke can guarantee to receive him under his command. But now this chip obviously has a more important use.

"Don't the duke know that the emperor likes Chris?"

"He doesn't know. This matter is actually very secret. No one seems to know except me, Chris, and the emperor himself. The Duke pays too much attention to the country's political affairs, so naturally he doesn't care about these It’s about the details of the children.”

"Then you didn't tell the Duke the news?"

"Because there's no need to let him know." Rodhart smiled, as if it was a wry smile, as if it was a sneer, and it was a bit unpredictable.

Asa frowned and asked, "Is that the only thing written in the letter?" If it was just these words, it seems that there is no need to ask two people to pass them in between.

Rod Hart's expression was slightly unnatural, and he said lightly: "She also said that she was confused and didn't know what to do. She will wait for me at the pub we often go to at noon today. If I go If you do, leave the capital with me." His tone was very flat, and he spoke in a very simple and clear manner, as if it was not a very important matter.

Asa smiled wryly. Another such marriage, another stillborn elopement. But Rod Hart looked very different from himself at the time, he didn't seem to have to spend much effort to decide what he should do. She was waiting for him there, but he was already busy with his own tasks, his own work, and he gave up neatly without any muddle.

Asa looked at Rodhart. The lines of his face are not very clear, it is a kind of soft beauty mixed with handsomeness and kindness, originally it has nothing to do with the temperament of fortitude and bravery, but it is the same calm and rational no matter when and where Already towards the strength that any courage can represent. This is a person who is perfectly integrated with this environment, and he will definitely become a real strong man in this environment in the end.

But these are none of my business anymore. Asa touched his waist, it was hard, and he could feel the magic power flowing on the scroll through his clothes, it was the taste of freedom and abandonment.

Leaving the capital, he can go away quietly at any time, travel around freely, hide, and just pull this scroll when he is hunted down by the church and has nowhere to go. He really didn't want to stay in the capital anymore, to stay in the endless plans and tasks to face those who didn't want to face at all. It's really like what Sandro said, where your feelings and hard work are worth nothing.

Asa glanced at Rodhart. Everyone should live in their own suitable environment. For big things, let those who can do big things do it.

"Actually, I'm an orphan." While walking silently, Rodhart said suddenly. "I don't know who my parents are. I'm just an abandoned baby picked up by my grandpa."

Asa looked at him, not understanding why he suddenly mentioned this.

"Even so, my grandfather has always loved me very much. He put all his thoughts on educating me. He hoped that one day I could become the best person, and he spent all his family property to let me go to read knights. School. Those folks also thought that I would definitely be a great knight and hero. So I made up my mind since I was a child that I must live up to their expectations and become a hero who presides over light and justice just like the protagonist in the story. But later I found out... I was so naive. I didn't become a hero, I was just a kid who didn't understand anything, and the chief culprit who killed them." Rodhart still looked ahead, with a faint tone As if telling a long-ago story, the hazy light in those eyes seemed illusory yet firm. "Later, I finally saw the reality clearly, finally recognized the world, and finally grasped the opportunity. I will no longer be naive, I must be strong, and I will rely on my own efforts to become a master..." He looked at Asa smiled miserably. This expression suddenly broke his original calmness and strength in an instant~IndoMTL.com~It was a smile full of pain and helplessness. "So even if I like her very much, there is only this choice."

Seeing this awkward smile, Asa suddenly felt sorry for him. Then, inexplicably, he remembered what Duke Mrak had said to himself in his bedroom.

Those who can advance bravely in this world and strive to climb the peak, most of their powerful motivation comes from the unforgettable pain and helplessness.

"You gave me everything I have now. You saved me and gave me the opportunity to get to where I am today. You are the most grateful person in my life." Rhodes Hart looked at Asa. Asa could see in his expression the last trace left by that innocent young man in Airi that day. "I will go on well, and I will help you go better. As long as we successfully complete this mission in Airi, I will be further recognized by the church and my position will be more stable. At that time, I will not No longer is the duke's pawn, but someone who can negotiate conditions and cooperate with him. I will definitely be able to go higher and farther."

Rodhart's eyes have been cast in the direction of Allie, where there is his past and future.

Asa has decided. It's better to go to Airi to have a look, and help him complete this task before leaving.