Netheril Glory Chapter 1023: Forgotten

Because of the absolute dominance of professionals, the ordinary human kingdom in this world will always be unprecedentedly stable and long-lasting, especially for those "empires" who have legendary professionals, as long as they don’t ask the worldly legends. Declining, then the war that this country can experience is destined to be only a "little fight" like a ruin, whether it is to destroy the country or initiate change, it is impossible to do things, such as the "destroying whisper" ruled by the King Khatak That's it.

After hundreds of thousands of years of ups and downs, Hatak is now enough to be called an "old country", but the "old" history has not allowed this small country to enforce slavery from beginning to end. Too many changes have come, just like the entire multiverse has almost all the kingdoms, many of Hatak’s professionals also control absolute privileges as nobles, and the decaying royal family also advocates that they have legendary strongmen as the nominal backing. "Talented rule", the strict slavery system cannot be shaken because of the time factor, and the so-called "revolution" is just a "small contradiction" between the little lords.

Even because the towering magical tower maintains the climate stability of the entire Hatak region like the Dinghai God Needle, the temperature changes here have been calm and stable for more than 100,000 years. The only major change in terrain is that There is an extra lake in the wilderness close to the tall tower. In addition, the climate fluctuations of the year are really not exaggerated.

However, even though the legal system and the natural environment have not changed much, Hatak’s economic situation is much better than when Punk just took over the country.

Know that Khatak was just a poor, sparsely populated "small kingdom" a long time ago, but after developing under the protection of legendary professionals for nearly 200,000 years, the kingdom finally revealed its claim It has become "prosperous".

A lot of beautiful and majestic cities are located on the vast plains with flat soil. Each main city is surrounded by hundreds of small towns, and the “official roads” developed by professionals using magic run through the wilderness. , The trade of merchants connects the economy and even politics of cities together............

Although from the perspective of the entire Feren Plane, the small King Hatak is only a trivial remote place, but if you stand under one of the main cities of this country, look up to tens of meters high The flag of the city head fluttered, listening to the hoarse hawking of the merchants around, even the powerful professionals could still feel the bustling atmosphere oncoming.

At this moment, Ganatika, dressed like a sullen adventurer, with a sluggish look but a gentle footstep, has such a weird feeling, because when he passes through the barren land between the Magic Tower and the Hatak Kingdom In the bustling "big city", Ganatika, who had not set foot in an area where ordinary people lived for more than 100,000 years, felt a fresh and out of place feeling.

It is a kind of "familiarity" mixed with "familiarity", and it is also a kind of familiarity mixed with "familiarity"............

"Unconsciously... Has it been so long? I haven’t been in town for so many years, haven’t I seen such a calm ride? Think about it carefully, I’ve been doing it again since I entered the legend. That man's work... I will soon forget how to ride a horse and avoid driving".

Walking across the flat road with emotion and confusion, listening to the hustle and bustle of ears, Ganatika found that she could feel "existence" more than cut open the blood of the secondary lord on the battlefield of hell. Even more realistic, because such a common city almost instantly reminds the messy teenager of his childhood things.........

He still remembers his embarrassed performance when he first arrived in a big city. He also remembered that he even exclaimed when he saw the gorgeous carriage for the first time. He even remembered... After the figure was holding hands across the road, the penniless boy stared at the honey puff pastry on the street.

However... even if I stood in this car again and again after 200,000 years, even if I can clearly remember every detail of my actions that year, even if the ordinary city at this moment has already "Iron Barrel City" overlapped together, but Ganatika, who had a chaotic mind, couldn't recall the sincere emotions in his heart anyway.

Yes, the memory ability of the legendary strongman can be said to be unforgettable, but the emotions that should coexist with memory are destined to not be able to survive forever, even if the teenager a long time ago tried to make it through endless memories His own "past" that should always be remembered in the soul became eternal, but until today, until nearly 200,000 years have passed, and until once again standing on the streets of such secular disturbances, Ganatika is still I have to admit in horror-I really have only a little bit of emotion left in my memory of the "past".........

Isn’t it because of too much fear of such a thing that Ganatika dare not deeply recall the girl who still has a clear voice and smile? Was it because he was afraid of losing that he had to immerse himself in the so-called "strengthening" goal and could not extricate himself?

He is afraid of forgetting, avoiding forgetting, and emphasizing that "fresh hatred" over and over again.

But... until today, until time shattered the clear blue of the sky, until the time passed by, the former teenager still forgot many things.........

"No, I shouldn’t forget, how can I forget such things, I clearly remember very clearly, I remember you want to accept my majesty when I was a younger brother, I still remember you only Give me half of the bread, I still remember every smile you have, many and many I still remember...Look~IndoMTL.com~I haven’t forgotten even a little detail, but...but.........why do I I still forgot!"

Looking around at the "familiar" scene, he suddenly knelt down on the corner of the dirty street, and the tear-filled eyes of Ganatika almost whimpered and shouted his most sad mood.

At this moment, in the familiar "memory", where does the poor little boy look like a legendary strongman? He was like a child who had lost the ice cream and squatted on the ground and howled.

Maybe before stepping into this familiar and empathetic city, the innocent child can still stare at the ice cream on the ground, hoping that it can return to his own hands, but if the scorching sun finally puts all the dare to face The eerie horror of the right is lit up, so even the most optimistic children can only watch their ice cream melt away?

Ganatika, who had deceived himself for not knowing how long it was, could only admit in desperation when he heard the old car and Mercedes rumbling again and again-he really... really has forgotten Those unforgettable love and hatred!

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