She Is Not a Witch Chapter 41: Former opponents

In the night-shrouded forest, this short-haired burgundy man leads a horse through the forest in the mountains. There is no road here, he is purely distinguishing the general direction based on the stars of the night sky, and then moving forward according to the feeling of the past.

Although it is easy to get lost, this method also avoids the checkpoints on the main road to enter the southern province of the central empire.

After reading more than ten miles on the rugged mountain road, the man gradually found a familiar feeling, and the surrounding scenery gradually matched the memory.

It should be almost here.

A thought flashed through his mind, and he suddenly jumped away, avoiding the concealed arrow shot in the twilight.

Yes, there is a secret whistle. He was not angry when facing the attack, but was a little relieved. Then he jumped up and quickly shuttled through the canopy, and instantly found the figure hidden in the distance.

The secret whistle on duty was about to draw out the dagger when he was restrained by the man.

"Shhh, don't be nervous, it's me." He pulled down the black cloth on his face.

"Uh, Mrs. Rock." The secret whistle pressed under him made a young voice.

Then the two slowly stood up and talked.

"Why is the teacher back?" The young man in his early twenties moved his sore arm and looked at the figure in the night with a little surprise.

"I received a letter from an old friend, so come back and have a look." Rock walked ahead, scanning the hidden arrangement of the mountains, nodding from time to time.

"Very good, great progress."

"Teacher Xie compliments, hehe." The young man followed in small steps and showed the way for Rock.

"You come with me."

The two walked towards the depths of the forest. After passing through the dense shrubs, a shaded door opened, and the two entered the passage leading to the interior of the mountain.

The passage was well excavated, and there was a reinforced structure around it. After the two passed through the winding stairs, they gradually saw a warm yellow orange light in front of them, and some loud noises were also heard.

The guard in the passage saw the two nodded, and then opened the door to let them in. Suddenly a wide underground hall appeared in the field of vision. There were many people gathered here, and everyone was listening to the man standing on the high platform.

"Why are we fighting!" He looked at the hundreds of people below, holding a thick book, and his voice was deafening.

"In order to survive, to eat clean bread, and drink clean water, there is a warm house in winter, and the cellar is piled up with food that cannot be eaten for a year. On weekdays, you can play with your children, and Don’t worry about those fierce guards suddenly breaking into our home."

"Isn't this kind of life worth looking forward to? Is it impossible to achieve?"

"Look at your own hands, how many calluses, scars, and strangulations are on them! You have been busy for so many days, days and nights, and paid so much, so why can they take them away without a word? The wealth you created!"

"Those comfortable woods, beautiful furniture, sophisticated bows and arrows, I don’t know how much bread, warm cotton, and sweet honey can be exchanged outside. And they don’t leave anything to them. You!"

"I tell you, don’t be afraid of those noble lords. Yes, they are very strong, there are many extraordinary people, but! We can also accumulate strength, we have more brothers and friends, we are like the ocean Anger!"

"They are also humans. They need to eat and drink Lazard all day long. How can they have unlimited energy? Burning their food, destroying their houses, harassing them while they sleep, making them exhausted, and making them regret that they did not. Let them cry bitterly."

"How did the Crancians come here? Don't they have one hand, two eyes, and no one more arm. Why can they do it, but we can't?"

"It doesn't matter if we can't beat it for the time being. We are quietly developing and letting more brothers and sisters join us. When this country is full of our comrades, what else can't be done?"

"We are small, inconspicuous, and faint, but! We are also glorious, proud, and great."

"A few years later, when your children and grandchildren remember now, they will definitely not feel inferior because of their status, but will be proud and say loudly, look, this is my ancestor, so brave and wise, precisely because They have our life now."

Inspiring speeches echoed in the hall in this mountain, and a pair of piercing eyes appeared on the face reflected by the fire, and hope and excitement were reflected in them, like a kind of flame.

Fantastic, Rock looked at this scene before him. Even he was distracted by the speech, not to mention the local mountain people below.

Recalling the uprising in Crancia, it seemed that it started in the mines in the mountains where a large number of miners gathered.

When the speech was over and everyone gradually dispersed, the man on the high platform drank a few sips of water, nodded at the advice of others, and walked slowly.

"Long time no see, Rock."

"Long time no see, Tokolin." The two walked side by side into the small room.

It's not so much a room, it's actually a small cavity dug in the body, and the surrounding walls are yellowed and compacted loess.

An oil lamp was lit on the table, and the two of them sat at the table. Roque looked at the gray-haired man, and saw that his face was full of wind and frost, and he felt a bit of vicissitudes.

Both of them are from Ake County in the western mountains of the empire. Tokolin’s father was once a viscount of the empire, but when he was young, his father was executed because of the struggle, and he also spent some time in his youth. Hard days.

In order to get the qualification to go to Emenas, Rock competed with Toklin in the Ike County general election, and the result was that Rock was familiar with Toklin's tricks and won. Since then, the two have left a deep impression on each other.

Compared to Roque, who entered Emenas to study, Toklin’s experience was a lot more bumpy. In the following year’s competition, he still did not get a letter of recommendation from Emenas because of the emergence of new Genius.

Hopeless, he set off to join the army directly in the southern part of the empire. However, he lost his status as a nobleman and was not given preferential treatment. In the army, he was neither liked by noble officers nor approached by soldiers at the bottom.

He was isolated and squeezed out for a long time. It wasn't until the emperor launched an expedition that he was able to operate from time to time. With his extraordinary strength, he became a logistic officer and slowly promoted.

Years of blows and ups and downs have smoothed out his arrogant edges and corners, becoming silent and low-key, and his heart gradually numb.

All this until entering Crancia, ushered in new changes.

"War is really a cruel mirror, exposing the ugliest and true part of the human heart." Thinking back to that period, he later said with emotion to Rock.

"In an enemy country where there is no legal or moral restraint, you will not be blamed for doing bad things. Any attack and abuse will be put on the sacred cloak. Because we are on a'great' expedition." He He laughed at the situation at the time.

Different from ordinary soldiers, he was born noble, received a good education, and has seen the life of the upper class. While growing up, he was beaten to the dust and survived in the dirt and mud.

"I hate this disgusting country."

Years later, when the two met on the street by chance, they went to a bar to drink together, Toklin said to Rock, drunk.

"Actually, I used to dream a lot. If I won that day and go to Emenas, what a good future would be. I hate you for a long time."

"This situation didn't slowly change until I went to join the army in the south."

"Do you know who those people were going to join the army before the Great Crusade?" Toklin said that day, putting his arms around Rock's shoulders.

"There are all kinds of people, haha. Some are thieves, thieves, those who have committed crimes, those who can’t live, those who are starving to death, and those who are tricked into coming in. Anyway, the officer doesn’t matter what your background is, press after you come in. Deadly training, not obedient? Just kill them. Anyway, people often die in the barracks, no one cares."

"At first, I looked down on those people very much. It was an insult to be a comrade-in-arms with such people."

"But then, I didn't think so." Tokolin put down his glass and spoke slowly.

"As long as those people have a good way out and a warm home, are they embarking on this unclear road?"

"There is no way, except for farming, running errands, and working for those nobles, you can hardly find decent work."

"The fields are theirs, the mountains are theirs, and the rivers are theirs. The shops and workshops are all big bosses. How could it be possible that you want to get involved? But the money they give is extraordinarily stingy, and they often deduct and delay ."

"They don't care, because some are people, there are too many people in the empire...you don't do some people do it, it's all like this."

"The world seems to be born with sorrow. The bottom layer of all beautiful paints is dark and dark." Tokolin sighed, drinking glass after glass.

"Thinking about it this way, I'm pretty lucky. Although my family is down, I have some savings, and I can find a few relatives of uncles I know to help. I won't be able to walk on the same path as them."

"But there is pressure in my heart. Why is the world like this? I can't figure it out."

"In this way, I joined the army of the expedition unconsciously and kept heading west. Finally I saw the new western country..."

"Crancia is an unfamiliar word. Many empires didn't know about this country before. If we say westerly, they might have some reflections."

"But when the soldiers lined up straight in front of the formation, with blades like forests, I felt a shock and aura for the first time."

"It turns out that there are people in the world who live in the kingdom of my ideals and dreams."

"They are so fearless, and their will is like steel. Although the number is far less than ours, they often get the upper hand in battle."

"From then on, I became interested in everything in this country. Why can they face death so calmly? Is it because of fanatical belief? Is it because of ignorance? Or because of what noble ideals?"

"In the end, I also found the answer I wanted."

"In the First World War, I captured an officer in the mountains. Of course, I did not kill him, but helped him treat his wounds and asked him many questions."

"Finally, before leaving, he gave me a booklet and told me that many things and things cannot be conveyed by words. If I want to know and understand more, just after the war is over, Crane Let’s take a look at West Asia."

"Why are you so sure that Crancia will still exist after the war. I asked him at the time."

"He smiled, pointed to his heart, and then turned and left."

"So, since then, have you started to promote these ideas in the empire?" Rock asked him at the time.

"Yes, I hope more people know about it, and I hope more people join in."

"However, such behavior is dangerous. And I am worried about its success." Rock drank and said his opinion.

He is no longer the boy who dreamed of being a hero in the past. This world is not so simple, and fairness and justice is also a rather vague concept, and there is no uniformly recognized standard. Moreover, he also has a trace of suspicion and caution about human nature.

After graduating, he met many classmates. From the smugness of the year, he became secular and profitable. Even Prince Edron, who had too ambitious goals, now cares more about power and gradually deviates from his original idea.

"There is always someone to do it, isn't it, then why can't it be me."

The scene a few years ago reappeared in Roque's mind. He compared Toklin in the past and today, although his appearance has changed a bit, his pupils are even more energetic. He seems to be very steadfast and determined to walk on the path he hopes.

With the guilt of seizing opportunities from Toklin in the past, Rock promised to help him, so he later helped Toklin train a group of people. These people are proficient in scouts, investigations, and are suitable for intelligence work.

At first, he didn't expect that this teenager's opponent would go so far on this road, and in just two years, the development of this province will look alike. Maybe he missed it this time.

The memories of the past briefly passed through in consciousness, and Rock and Toklin sat at the table and talked about recent events.

"Since the death of the emperor, the empire has become more and more unstable. The southern rebellion, the powerful aristocrats everywhere gradually have the idea of ​​self-reliance, and several other grand dukes are also ambiguous and have not expressed their opinions." Roque told Toko. Lin some circumstances outside.

"If so, I feel that the opportunity is coming." Tokolin's eyes seemed to have a flame of excitement burning.

"Don't be so anxious. Now the great nobles still have great strength, and you can't defeat them." Rock shook his head.

"I know, I will wait for them to come out when they both lose."

"But it’s not enough. Tokorin and the province of Zishan are still too small to make a big storm. Any one of the three major dukes can mobilize an army of nearly a million, and among them There is no shortage of elites."

"You don't understand the background of those great aristocrats, but they have operated in their respective fiefs for hundreds of years, and how broad are their bloodlines and interests."

"The westerly wind that Crancia faced back then is not such a big country. Besides, the witch of the stars has long since disappeared in the battle between the sun and the moon."

"If there weren't that fate-changing starlight falling, the direction of everything is still unknown."

"It’s easy to start a war, but do you know how to end it? After all, an empire is different from the west wind. People live in different places and have different cultures and customs. There are great differences between the north and the south. People in other regions may not necessarily agree Your ideas and ideas."

"Or perhaps in their hearts, you are the demon and evil that brought disasters."

"In the face of such a country, you are far from enough now." The young man calmly analyzed.

"I know, but everything is moving in a favorable direction right now, isn't it? Also, when can you join us. I know you, Rock, like knowing my enemy, I Know your aspirations and thoughts in the past."

"Although it was a childish idea from childhood, it still shows that you have similar desires in your heart." Toklin looked at Rock's eyes and sent out his own invitation.

"Me? Huh." Rock wanted to say that he wasn't that great, and he didn't have too much hope for this plan.

But when he came to his mouth, he became silent again. Perhaps a little bit of the arrogant words in his youth still remained, buried in a hidden corner of his heart, so that he could not completely deny it.

What should I do...

Rock looked at the shaking oil lamp on the tabletop, in a daze, and slowly remembered his time on campus.

It seemed that there was a night like this. Sitting in the study room of the library, he was deeply confused about the future, not knowing where he should go.

"I don't know what kind of hero you want to be, but if there is something you want to do that can make everyone happy and better, then do it."

"If you are tired halfway, you can also take a break. The praise of heroes is certainly attractive, but your own life is also very important. I hope this praise can become an embellishment of your life, rather than a heavy burden."

The words of the girl in the memory are slowly savoring in my heart~IndoMTL.com~ Roque found that he hadn't gotten rid of the traces left by his youth, and perhaps that romantic ideal has been flowing in his dreams.

"It's really boring." Rock shook his head, then took the outstretched hand again.

"Just as I repay the recommendation letter that I took away from you in the past. But if you say yes, I will only give you limited help, don't expect me to work hard for you."

"In addition, I have quite a lot of identity. Sometimes I run errands for the regent. Don’t let me know about some secrets."

"Hahaha, what's wrong with this." Tokolin and Rock stood up, hugged briefly, and then patted Rock on the shoulder.

"I will trouble you from now on, good brother."

In the underground room where the candles are swaying, these two teenage rivals are now standing together, looking at the map hanging on the wall, and telling a beautiful and grand dream.

Time has polished away a lot of edges and corners, but it has also slowly revealed the crystals and gold in the sand. There are always things that are usually undetected, but still appear in dreams, making people yearn for it, fantasy The day when its realization comes.