Chapter 11 Death and the Story of Death(1/2)
"...What?"
"No..."
Qian Zhihe shook his head:
"Since you don't want to say it, I won't force you."
"Oh..."
I didn’t expect this guy to be easy to talk to.
"I'm sorry for saying something rude to you before!"
Qianzhihe stood up and bowed to me:
"I was too excited at the time and made guesses without asking the reason. I'm really sorry!"
"Ah, don't worry, I've forgotten about that."
How about suddenly apologizing to me...
"..."
"Besides, I heard from my mother that you were the one who sent Al back to the nursing home, right? You also visited Grandpa Rube. It was a big help!"
"Easy to do."
I scratched my hair, inevitably feeling a little embarrassed:
"There's no need to go out of your way to say thank you."
"No... you may not know, but Grandpa Rube is a very important person to me, and I have always admired him."
"Yeah..."
I remember:
"He seems to be your senior."
"Well! Yes!"
Qian Zhihe nodded with excitement. It must be a joy for her that Old Rub can be brought out of his memory.
At this moment, I happened to be in the mood to chat, so I told Qian Zhihe about the story of Old Rub when he was young. Although I don’t like to recall, the past of Old Rub can be recounted without thinking about it.
And the listener is a beautiful girl, so I am naturally happy to listen.
I spoke intermittently. To my own ears, the content was not interesting. It was just an objective narration of the past. But Qianzhihe listened attentively, as if he wanted to imprint every word in his heart.
at.
"Grandpa Rube actually has such rich experiences..."
After I finished speaking, she sighed:
"Sure enough, I made the right decision to come to you!"
"Excellent~~"
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"...Okay~~ Are you okay? If not, I'm going to sleep. I'm so sleepy."
I yawned.
"No...then let me start talking, Mr. Gu Lao."
Ah...Eh? So now is the time to officially enter the topic?
"I——"
Thousand Paper Cranes took a step closer to me:
"I want to join the war."
"..."
I subconsciously reached out to touch the water glass on the bedside table, and slowly brought the glass to my mouth while trying to make my brain understand Qian Zhihe's words.
"I want to join the war."
"I heard it."
After replying, I realized that there was no water in the cup, so I put it back where it was.
"...What's wrong with you?"
"What?"
"You don't look good. Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"That's not true, I'm just a little surprised."
I have to admit, this guy is pretty good at giving me a mental shock when I'm relaxing.
Besides...has the word "war" appeared more frequently recently?
And this time, the initiator of the "war" was a small town person.
Unlike his daughter-in-law, Barrick, and the others, Qianzhihe grew up far away from the war.
——But she was the one who said she wanted to participate in the war?
I took a deep breath to clear my mind of the distracting thoughts about my daughter-in-law and Barrick, and then looked at Qianzhihe - she also met my gaze without fear.
"Huh...tell me, what's the reason?"
As if prepared, Qian Zhihe spoke without any hesitation...
......
"Well..."
Qianzhihe spoke for nearly twenty minutes at a stretch, and I used "um" and "oh" from time to time to show that I was listening.
My head felt dizzy, and I couldn't help but press my temples.
"Do you think...going to war is a way to achieve change?"
"Yes."
"As for the method, it shouldn't be just this one, right?"
"But I think this is the most efficient."
"...How much do you know about war?"
"I am confident in my theoretical knowledge. Although I have no practical experience, I have been exercising my relevant abilities."
"Hey - he is indeed the youngest infantry captain in the history of this town."
Let me first praise in the tone of an elder.
"Where are the kids?"
According to Qian Zhihe, besides her, there are many young people in the infantry team who also have ambitions to join the battlefield.
"I believe in their strength."
"Is this..."
My consciousness is still hazy, and to be honest, I don't quite understand how determined the girl in front of me is.
"I don't have a problem with you wanting to join the war. That's your freedom. But why do you want to tell me about it?"
"I would like to ask you to help me convince the people in the town to support participating in the war."
"...Huh?"
"You are the oldest person in the town, and everyone respects you... Moreover, you are immortal, and to a certain extent, you also represent the 'eternity' of the town. Only if you come forward can you have a chance.
Get maximum support."
I couldn't help showing a "so troublesome" expression and waited silently for her to continue.
"I love the town of Vigo. Because of this, any shortcomings in the town will be particularly dazzling in my eyes... If I propose to join the war, I will undoubtedly not get everyone's support."
"You are quite determined."
"After all, I live in a small town... Having little contact with the outside world for a long time will definitely develop a stubborn character. Everyone supports 'eternity' extremely, after all, the environment I live in is full of 'eternity'...
...But things are always changing. If you don't actively seek changes, you will sooner or later lead to misfortune... Please forgive me for my arrogant speculation."
Qian Zhihe clenched his hands on his knees:
"Most people in the town have only a vague impression of war, but war occurs all the time in every corner of the empire. War is an existing fact. Only by accepting the fact can we successfully take the first step towards change.
.My thoughts are indeed very radical, but they will definitely break 'eternity'!"
"Alas..."
To be continued...