Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 68: You are X!

Thyls' eyes lit up.

Selan.

Slaves.

survived.

Escaped.

"That's it."

Hickser smiled slightly and shrugged: "That was the encounter between Selan and I. It was not long, but it was impressive."

"I hope it helps you."

Thyls was slightly startled, a sense of loss of listening to the story but not following: "That’s it?"

The answer to him was the slick smile of the old crow.

"What else?"

Thyls's doubts were hard to resolve, and he hurriedly asked: "Where did she come from and where is she from? Where did she go?"

"How did you get involved with my father and the Star Kingdom?"

Hickser coughed slightly, interrupting Thales' continuous questioning.

"I would love to describe my impression of your mother, Thales."

"If I am good at drawing, I can even write a sketch for you."

"But I’m afraid, this is all I know. I don’t know where she was before a slave, and I don’t see where she came from." Hexer looked at him with regret and gently moved around. Signal: "And now, it is not the time when we sit down and talk about the past."

In the face of Hexer's apologetic and helpless smile, Thales was at a loss for words.

Hickser sighed, rubbing his cane, and an incomprehensible emotion emerged behind the monocle.

"As for Griveaux, I can only say, I'm really sorry," he heard his voice hoarse: "Take care of yourself."

Thyls seemed to wake up from his dream, and the surprise he had just obtained the intelligence was instantly dissipated by the threat in front of him.

The prince paused for a while.

"No."

"It is me who should say sorry," Thales smiled grudgingly: "You took a great risk to save me, if the Palace of Valor knew..."

"Don't worry about me, boy," Hickser shook his head: "My channels are normal, and they won’t arouse suspicion that Putila is worried about his missing prince. As a teacher, I came to find Old friends are inquiring about the news...At least, the overwhelming Valiant Palace will not doubt it in the short term."

Thyls was silent.

"But I'm still sorry, I couldn't send you out," Hexer said sadly with an uneasy sadness, "I suggest you hide here for one night first, and we will think about..."

Tyles forced an ugly smile.

"Anyway, thank you, sir."

He looked at the dilapidated scenes around him, and flashed through the shocking battle in the shield area that year.

Try not to think about the bleak road ahead.

Thyls pursed his mouth and hesitated for a moment: "I...I will find a way out by myself."

When Greve refused to help him, Thales was indeed disappointed and panicked.

After all, facing the heavily blocked Longxiao City, the meteorites chasing after the city...

But...

Hickser has done enough for him.

He is not qualified to ask for more.

Hikeser silently looked at the smile that the prince had managed to maintain without speaking.

"Of course," Hexer smiled slightly bitterly, but for some reason, Thales always felt that there was an unreadable meaning in his eyes: "Of course you can, then I will..."

The old man said nothing, he leaned apologetically and turned around on crutches.

Kevin walked to the distance, who was waiting impatiently.

Tyles looked at his back from a distance, and suddenly remembered something.

"Last question."

Thyls' words made Hexer stop.

"Our first lesson, remember?"

Tyles rubbed his hands, as if it could drive away the cold of the night: "The limits of rule."

Hickser paused visibly, and he turned around completely to face Thales.

"Of course."

Tyles took another look at the desolate scene around him, facing the old Hexer: "At the end of the day, you told us that all the speculations and conclusions we had in class that day were wrong. ."

The prince took a deep breath. He took a few steps forward and looked at Hexer's eyes seriously: "I thought you were going to tell us that history can be interpreted in many ways...but..."

"In the second class, although we have done a lot of homework, I can feel it: you are not satisfied with our answer."

Hickser looked at him silently, without saying a word.

Thyls raised his eyebrows at him: "Why?"

"What is the answer in your mind?"

The carriage in the distance, the horses pulling the cart, made a boring neigh.

Under the night, the rickety old man and the head-up boy stood in a ruined corner, silently facing each other.

The old crow smiled.

"You know, I originally planned to talk about this a long time later, or when classes are closed, and I don't even care about anything, let you realize it by yourself..."

The old man's words are slightly stagnant: "But given that you are currently..."

Thyls still stared at him brightly.

"Okay," Hexer smiled helplessly like a grandfather who can't bear the annoyance of children: "Why, why were our discussions that day wrong..."

"Because the times are different."

Thyls frowned.

Hikesar put his hands on the crutches again, stood up straight on his rickets, and coughed slightly.

I saw the old man suddenly become serious: "First, let’s clarify, Thales, what we were doing was this: Analyzing and discussing the past more than ten years after us, and inferring the development and direction of people and events at that time. Try to draw conclusions that are as real and useful as possible that are useful for us today..."

Thyls nodded slightly.

But Hikeser's words changed, and his eyes shot a rare edge: "But the problem is, the time is different."

"Time?"

Thyls had doubts: "You mean..."

Hickser raised a hand and pressed his question:

"The world, Mr., our world is complex and changeable."

It seems to be to save time, Hexer did not give him the opportunity to interrupt:

"Time is moving forward, and times are changing. People may see that for thousands of years, the iron hoof of mankind has created a boundless and prosperous age, a powerful empire has ended the division of kings, and the Church of Mingshen has purified the hearts of people and surging. The tide overturned the decay of the imperial family, the division of the church recreated the gods, and the nearest end of the battle to us has resisted the overall situation today."

Hickser's eyes rolled: "But many people will also ignore: Thousands of years ago, businessmen on the earth just got used to bartering things, and farmers could only rely on iron and fire to collect crops. And people don’t even know how to tame believer crows. The communication between city-states can only rely on messengers. The courts of many kingdoms today look like barbarians' gatherings;"

"Hundreds of years ago, Eternal Oil and Bitumen were still hidden deep under the sea and underground, and magic guns have not yet appeared in this world. There is no doubt that the teachings of Myojin spread to the mainland. Our voyage ships can only pray for smooth weather. , I hope that the trade wind will take them to far away......"

Thyls lowered his head, silently thinking about the history of this world.

Hickser lightly tapped the cane, slightly surprised.

"But it’s more than that. Every year, every month, every day, every minute, every second, every part of the world is changing, not just the politics of the lords, not just Merchants’ coins are not just farmers’ grain production. Some changes are so small that they are invisible or even hard to recognize. Some changes are connected to changes in other things and bring about changes in the final result."

Hickser's words are serious, his eyes are serious, and even Thales straightens up in the cold wind without knowing it:

"But these trivial changes, along with the progress of history, are crucial. Let those of us who try to summarize the laws, learn from experience, discover the truth, and infer cause and effect are struggling."

"And when many people talk about history, learn from history, and compare history, they tend to unknowingly ignore these changes. Even if only after experiencing failure for 18 years, they have enough energy to look back for these changes. Existence: Emperor Komora established the ancient empire, King Kessel VI re-established the final empire, and King Tormund established the kingdom of stars. They are often compared, but these three have not faced the same world for a long time. A group of people, the same situation."

Speaking of this, Hexer coughed slightly: "We can’t just focus on the things we care about, Thales. Every piece of history, every case, has too many factors that determine it. Too many are easy to be ignored by us, and these factors become too fast, too fast to be grasped by us."

"So, when we confidently and contentedly came to the conclusion that'the limits of rule'..."

Hickser sighed deeply, full of emotion, as if he didn't expect the other party to understand:

"The arrogant we always think that there is nothing new under the sun, but in fact, everything under the sun is new."

Tyles' eyes surged.

"What we learned from history" the prince unconsciously said: "It is that we have learned nothing from history."

Hixer, who was moaning, suddenly lit up.

"Um..."

"A thought-provoking paradox, an interesting set of logic," the old crow chewed on the meaning of this sentence: "'I learned nothing'... Well, I can feel that it is more than just the surface The meaning of "duplicate error" is just that."

Thyls came back to his senses and let out a sigh of relief: "Of course it is not."

"You thought of this sentence yourself?" Hexer's eyes showed recognition and admiration.

"Of course..."

Facing the old crow’s inquiring gaze, Thales was discouraged when he spoke: "Of course not."

He murmured: "It was someone who was mentioned by another person who was not in the world and was a great person, his surname was Hegel, if I remember correctly."

Hickser smiled.

"Very well, I guess it's not that sincerity and introspection are needed in my class, and the least needed is spirit and vanity."

"So..."

Tels tentatively asked: "About the first lesson, what you are going to tell us is..."

Hickser lightly tapped his crutch and returned to the state he was just now.

"Secondly, as people who are far from that era, any judgment we make about the past can only be pale and superficial compared with the true past of the year."

The old crow furrowed his brows and seemed to have a headache: "Since we can’t restore the time, we have lost too much to rely on as a basis for judgment. We focus on the king’s intentions and interests, but King Nunn is really so Think about it? We appealed to the positions and actions of the princes, but what else did the earls do, which one first and the other? We blame Exter’s disadvantages on the untamable land conquered, but the people of the stars really What is the action? Will there be any important historical facts that we have missed?"

Hickser’s voice was filled with infinite emotion: “Trying to use the excuse of'grasp the essence' and ignore the process and narrative of historical details to simplify the interpretation and judgment of history, no matter what the meaning is. , This is quite dangerous. Every time we omit or misjudge one of the details, the deviation between our judgment and the real history will be huge, and if we use this as a basis, we can summarize on this basis The error between the conclusion rule and the actual situation is even more catastrophic."

The old crow chuckled and shook his head: "The old saying of Su Ye: The slightest difference is a thousand miles away."

"Just as the ancient elves taught young archers a warning: if you lose it, you will lose it, if you lose it, you will lose it."

Thyls froze.

He remembered something.

"More than that," Thales said to himself as authentic: "There are also endogeneity and collinear* interaction, sample infection, multi-level deviation, causal inference, and when you expand individual behavior to the collective level When..."

Hikeser was inexplicably impacted by a series of unfamiliar words, he frowned:

"What?"

Thyls just woke up and shook his head quickly and said: "Nothing, talking to himself."

Hickser gave him a strange look and continued:

"So, on that day, after we experienced deductions and conjectures that we thought were rigorous, but were biased towards seriousness, and were full of errors and omissions, we easily made an assertion about what happened eighteen years ago and attributed it hastily to ' Even if it sounds like a bit of truth in the'limits of rule', it is absolutely miles away from the truth we want, and it must not fit our future history to serve today: eighteen years are enough to change a lot. Things, and we are by no means omniscient and omnipotent."

Hickser stretched out his cane, made a nasty noise on the uneven ground, and said sadly: "So whenever we try to learn from history, we will find that this mirror is not flat, but it reflects The images that come out are always distorted and blurry and difficult to use."

Hickser took a deep breath.

"Remember, Thales, even the most prestigious scholars in Dragon Kiss Academy must be cautious, humble, and extremely cautious when facing history, the world, and the crowd. The gap with reality."

Thyls frowned and looked at the old man in front of him, without saying a word.

Hickser also snorted like a mocking: "And taking that day as an example, in our daily life, most of our daily lives were pretended to list out articles and then stated in an absolutely certain tone, such as'Empire Because of this, I perished. "What and what created the prosperity of a certain kingdom." Once there is no such thing as this thing, there will be no other thing or another thing. It is more or less with a beginner's barbarism and children. Naive."

Hickser nodded his forehead, then pointed at Thales, who was serious.

"Your mind is turning very fast, Thales, I believe your eloquence also brings you a lot of convenience, but sometimes you need to stop, think more, talk less about the wise and rarely talk eloquently."

Thyls still didn't speak, he stood there silently, listening to Hexer.

"Humility," said the subject in Hexar earnestly:

"Tels, humble, this is what you really should learn from the first lesson."

"Rather than from my bunch of **** questions that seem to be open and reasonable, but are deliberately guided by me, I carefully set up and deliberately instilled, so as to tempt you to draw conclusions, but you still believe in them. , I believe that is your own thinking and humility is often lost like this."

Hikeser seemed to think of the past and couldn’t help but sighed: “Learning, this is the time when a person is most likely to lose humility and become self-righteous: when your empty brain is suddenly enriched by something, Apart from the excitement of self-sublimation, you tend to seldom care: is it a pile of **** that fills your brain or... Many times the two look the same."

It's stuffed with your brain...

Thinking of this, Thales lifted his eyes.

"Speaking of which, I remembered one thing..."

The prince said in a debatable tone: "In the first class, sir, you refuted the book that you used to refute ours, remember?"

Hickser raised his brow.

He coughed slightly.

"I specifically looked for this book, so, uh..." Thales seemed a little embarrassed. He watched the old crow's smile, but he spoke slowly:

"On the title page of that book, the author's name is written. That is..."

Thyls waved his hand calmly: "Merry h Hexer, from Dragon Kiss Academy."

Hickser's pupils tightened slightly.

Tyers look helplessly watching the original author: "? That **** right ......"

A few seconds later, the old crow burst into a happy laugh.

"Hahahahaha..."

The old man's laughter is not good, it is indeed a match for the crow.

But it can be seen that he is very happy.

Hickser laughed a little out of breath, he leaned on the crutches, shaking his shoulders, and looking at Thales with a big smile: "You really are, you really go... Ha Haha..."

Thyls shrugged helplessly and smirked awkwardly.

Go back to the source of the citation and look at the publication information... Isn’t this the basic quality of graduate students?

"So..."

Thyls pulled the corners of his mouth awkwardly, trying to end the topic: "My thoughts were never mine, but everyone's?"

Hickser's laughter stopped.

"Another interesting sentence," Hexer slowed down, showing a thoughtful expression: "Is this what you thought?"

Thyls shrugged: "I want to say no, but this sentence? Yes."

"Very good."

Hickser put away his smile and looked at him steadily and seriously.

"And the only weapon that can ensure your brain is not immersed in dung, Thales..."

Thyls nodded respectfully and took the teacher's words:

"Humility."

Hickser smiled again.

But Thales changed the ending: "But you have said a little less: Reflect on yourself."

"Remember the school rules you told us: Before questioning something, it is best to ask yourself."

Thanks to Bourdieu.

Thyls smiled in his heart.

Hickser's face moved slightly, he squinted his eyes and looked at the boy in front of him again.

"More than just ‘before’, Thales."

He said lightly.

"But that is an advanced course and an advanced option."

"Not everyone has the aptitude to get there," Hikeser blinked: "And let's take it step by step: start with humility."

"Then figure others."

Thyls smiled.

Step by step.

He looked at the inexplicably interesting old man in front of him, and suddenly felt a certain sigh when he thought of his uncertain future.

Thyls suddenly raised his index finger.

"Mr."

"I was thinking... Although you told me that the meaning of the first lesson is'humility,''wise men rarely speak eloquently,'" Thales narrowed his eyes, "but I think again Think..."

The prince tongued his tongue and looked up and down at the old man in front of him with a look of the suspect: "Is there such a possibility: as soon as you turn your head back to the Palace of Valor, you will face Xiaoshu... Ma said..."

Hickser looked suspicious.

Thyls cleared his throat, slowed down his tone, and his rough voice imitated Hexer's usual tone: "'Dear Miss Selma, you must know: the wise are not afraid of eloquence.'"

"'Madam, what you need is to confidently stuff your opinions into other people's minds, even if it's a big shit...'"

Thyls hadn't finished speaking, and Hexer laughed happily.

His expression is exaggerated, and the crutches keep hitting the ground: "Hahahahaha..."

Thyls also laughed.

Under the moonlight, the old man and the young man who were thousands of miles away from home laughed at each other.

In the distance, Kevin yawned helplessly while waiting with his head.

Finally, the laughter of the two of them gradually weakened.

Thyls closed his mouth.

Hickser also reduced his smile and looked at him calmly.

It's time.

Thyls spoke subconsciously.

But Hexer was one step faster than him.

"You know, your mother did tell me where she was going." The old crow spoke flatly, but Thales was stunned.

Hickser straightened up in the dark, and sighed at the wide starry sky:

"On the eve of parting, she was alone with her back to us, facing the blood-red sunset on the vast desert, she chuckled and said..."

There was an inexplicable tension in Thales' heart.

He knows that the next thing is what the person said.

I just listened to Hickser saying indifferently: "Since I finally escaped, of course I will go to a wider world... Maybe I can move it a bit, this boring world."

Thyls froze.

Pry it...

This...

Dull and boring...

"I believe, she did it," Hexer said softly, but his words passed through the quiet night sky clearly and unmistakably in Thales’ ears:

"Or will do it eventually."

A breeze came, and a long whimper came through the hole in the wall behind.

Hickser straightened his scarf, with a solemn expression, and nodded slightly to Thales.

"Take care, little sir."

Thyls put away his thoughts and nodded solemnly too

"So are you."

"Mr."

So, Thales stood alone in the quiet night, listening to Hexer's walking stick slowly moving away, watching the old man's rickety figure gradually disappear.

He listened to Hexer boarding the dilapidated and inferior truck that matched the shield area, and whispered to Kevin why the boy hadn't come.

He watched from a distance that the truck ticked away amid Kevin's whip and the dissatisfied neigh of the horse, not returning.

The prince took a greedily breath in the cold wind of Kuaiye, but he froze his lungs enough.

Thyls turned around helplessly, facing the problem, full of melancholy, and threw himself in front of him again.

From now on, he is alone again.

Just like in the past.

Tyles preoccupiedly kicked off a half-large gravel that almost tripped him, looked at the corpses left by Griveau, and looked at the "spectacle" of the shield area in front of him. I just felt a headache. .

The entire Longxiao City is looking for him.

It's not just Dragon City, including Rumba, including the Earl of Lisbane, Earl of Nazaire, and all the vassals and vassals...

What to do?

Thyls scratched his head in pain.

Go back to the secret path? Go to Putila?

Hide into the shield area and act by chance?

But he lacks clothes and meat...

"Hey! Ass!"

Thyls looked up in amazement.

Under the moonlight, half of his head with an anxious expression appeared after a broken wall in the front left of him.

A rude voice is suppressing the tone, trying to whisper: "What are you going to do? Come here..."

Thyls was stunned.

He looked at the man standing in the corner in amazement: "Are you...that...Greve?"

Slap!

The people behind the corner smashed the wall uncomfortably.

The familiar wheelchair came slowly from behind the wall.

Tyles blinked, unable to figure out what was going on.

"You **** keep your voice down!"

I saw Griveaux, who had just left in anger, looking at him with anger.

This veteran who lost his legs has an embarrassed and complicated expression, and looks around vigilantly from time to time: "Also, how are you **** polite! Just call me that? "That Grive"?"

Thyls ignored Grivo's anger.

He just looked at each other blankly and scratched his head, trying to figure out what was going on:

"But why would you..."

Griveau in the wheelchair interrupted him, and the words "I think you are very upset" were written in his remaining eyes.

"Shut up!"

"Come with me."

Go with... him?

Thyls was stunned again, he didn't want to understand the logic of the opponent's actions.

"But you didn't mean to let me go, don't take me to receive the reward..."

"Hey!" Grivo made a threatening expression like a beast: "Say, shut up!"<>

Tyles' eyes rolled three full times.

"Out of town?"

He smiled stiffly, waved tentatively, and pointed in the direction Hexer was leaving: "But you didn't just reject the old crow..."

The impatient Grivo's face changed, his left palm supported the wheelchair, he raised his right fist a few inches and raised his right fist at him!

Thyls, who was lingering in his heart, stepped back subconsciously and raised his hands to protect his chest: "Wait!"

Grivor's fist stopped in the air.

"Fuck! Are you looking for a beating?"

Just listen to the veteran unscrupulously furious: "Should I go out of the city to survive?"

Thyls' ears rumbled due to his loud voice, dizzy, and nodded subconsciously:

"Do you want to...?"

In the embarrassing atmosphere, the two of them face each other, one is angry, and the other is confused.

A few seconds later, Grivor put down his fist, exhaled a hum, and turned the wheelchair around.

"Come on up!"

"Baby!" he hummed disdainfully.

Thyls put down his hands in a panic.

He shrugged, seeming to understand something, and followed thoughtfully.

So, in the sound of wheels running over the gravel, the shadow of a wheelchair and a teenager slowly stretched on the rough ground of the shield area, side by side in the quiet night sky.

Slap! Snapped! Snapped!

Tyles' right fist banged three times on his left palm.

"I understand." Thales, who was walking on the road, carefully observed the ugly expression, Grievous who seemed aggrieved and angry.

The young man seemed to have discovered something new, his voice was slightly surprised: "You will still help me after all, but I am not willing to be soft in front of the old crow..."

Grivor's face froze.

"Shut up."

But Thales, who was immersed in the new discovery, didn't care about what the other person said. His eyes lit up: "And Hexer, the old crow left me on purpose. He also knows this, Hexer Knowing that you will help me, so he..."

Grivor's face is even more ugly.

He clenched his teeth, tilted his mouth, his face distorted, and accelerated the speed of the cart wheel:

"Shut up"

Thyls made two steps, overtook the opponent's accelerated wheelchair, and turned to face the veteran.

"Wait," Thales' eyes brightened: "You know this too, don't you?"

"You know he knows you will help me..."

As if being said to have been on his mind, Griveaux exhaled with a look of lovelessness.

While pushing the wheelchair, he slammed the wheels in dissatisfaction:

"Shut up! Mouth!"

Thyls didn't mean to shut up at all. He was walking backwards, holding his chest with one hand, and stroking his chin with the other, with a look of surprise: "So you know each other well, just... You are unwilling to point out for some reason..."

"Hickser, he also knows that you know that he knows that you will help me..."

The unbearable Griveaux raised his head and wailed in pain:

"Enough"

The veteran stopped the wheel and interrupted Thales ferociously: "Shut up, shut up, shut up!"

Thyls paused and looked at Griveau suspiciously.

"Yes, I know, and he knows," Grievous looked angry and waved his hands to the sky:

"So what?"

He took a sip in an innocent manner, and looked at Thales unhappy: "I also know he knew I knew he knew I would help you"

Thyls nodded solemnly~IndoMTL.com~ encouraged him to continue speaking with his eyes.

"Fuck, I was going crazy by you," Grievous said, his face changed slightly: "Can't you **** shut up?"

Thyls blinked, showing helplessness.

"Of course," the prince chuckled and scratched his head: "It's just that you might say that..."

"You know, you scolded my mother too."

Gliwarden was stunned:

"What did you scold?"

Tyles pointed to the distance, smiled awkwardly, and kindly reminded him: "You seem to have cursed her with that? My mother, Seranjee... uh, you know him anyway." /

The puzzled Grivolio paused for a few seconds before reacting.

The veteran raised his finger in anger and made a vicious face: "You fucking..."

"That's it." Thales coughed quietly.

At that moment, Grivor's throat seemed to be stuck with something, and he paused abruptly.

He hesitated subconsciously, his expression was subtle and changed several times.

But after a second, the veteran regained his usual bad sound and anger, and pointed at Thales again:

"You fucking..."

However, in front of Thales's friendly gaze, Grivo didn't know what was choking on, and the muscles on his face trembled slightly.

"You..."

The veteran's mouth opened and closed, but he didn't make a sound.

His fingers tangled back and forth in the air, as if unable to find a target.

The breeze blows.

Thyls shook his body with the chill, his smile remained unchanged.

"You..."

Finally, after a few seconds of hesitation, Drew Grivo, full of grief and anger, gave him a hard punch!

Pounded the poor wheelchair hard.

Boom!

"Your dad's shut up me obediently!"

:,,!!