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Chapter 1372 The reason for the battle

When Roche heard this old man's question, he was stunned.
He opened his mouth and wanted to say something.
But I can't speak a word for a long time.
In the end, Roche could only slowly close his mouth.
While closing your mouth, you also close your eyes.
Bury your head low.
I don’t want to see the armed merchant group headed by the old man... No, to be precise, I should not dare to see the armed merchant group headed by the old man.
His shoulders drooped, and his originally majestic body seemed to have been smaller at this time.
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...
The old man looked quietly at Roche, who was silent.
The old man seemed to have been mentally prepared for Roche's silence.
The anticipation and nervousness on the original face disappeared at this time.
Instead, there is a faint, soft smile like a calm water surface.
But—this soft smile reveals a hint of relief.
And a little...the unspeakable helpless look...
The old man turned his head and shook his eyes at the subordinates beside him.
The subordinates beside him immediately understood and untied the cowhide and sacks hanging on their saddles, and threw them at the feet of Roche and Barrister.
“It’s a little water and food.”
The old man said loudly.
"Although I don't know where you are going, it's absolutely right to bring more water and food."
"This is what I give you."
"Please keep it in hand."
"Then--I'll be destined to see you again later."
After saying that, the old man pulled the reins and turned the horse's head.
The old man's subordinates also turned their horses and prepared to follow their leaders to leave the place.
After turning the horse's head over, the old man seemed to suddenly remember something, turned his head and turned his attention to Roche and Barrister again.
Then, he said word by word:
"May the stars guide your path."
After leaving this sentence, the old man stopped stopping and led his subordinates to roll up gusts of wind and sand and rode away.
Only those bags of water and food that were given to Roche and Barrister...
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That night—
Barrister clearly felt that Roche was in a bad mood now.
Since the armed merchant group left, Roche has been silent.
The same is true now. At this moment, Roche looked at the burning bonfire expressionlessly, without saying a word, just staring at the flames of the bonfire quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.
Roche kept saying nothing, which made Barrister feel a little stress and discomfort.
In order to get rid of the awkward and dull atmosphere of the two, Barrister mustered up the courage and asked Roche a topic that is easiest to discuss in detail:
"That... 后其他, what does 'May the starlight guide your path' mean?"
This is the last sentence the old man left to them.
Barrister had no idea what this sentence meant.
I just think this sentence seems cool...
Barrister was originally worried that Roche would ignore him or scold him for not quarrel.
But his concerns were obviously too much.
As soon as Barrister's question fell, Roche whispered:
"This is a very old farewell word."
"A long time ago, this sentence was often seen when we were separated from soldiers who were about to participate in important military operations."
"According to the ancient legend of our Rollin people, after a hero dies, his heroic spirits will rise into the sky and turn into stars in the night sky."
"Heroes will always die, and the number of stars continues to increase."
"'May the starlight guide your path' - it actually means 'May you be protected by the heroic spirits of the past'."
Roche explained the meaning of this sentence to Barrister concisely.
Barrister, who was fascinated by listening carefully to the short story Roche had just told, nodded with unfulfilled satisfaction:
"So that's how it is... After knowing what the specific meaning of this sentence is, I feel that this sentence has become more handsome... May the starlight guide you on the road..."
Barrister kept mumbling this sentence, as if he was exploring the tone of this sentence, which was the most impressive.
"Handsome but handsome."
Roche smiled bitterly.
"But this is also a very old saying, and almost no one has said this now."
"But for some reason, I always hear this sentence frequently from other people's mouths these days..."
“It’s really amazing…”
After sighing lightly, Roche picked up a few branches at his feet and broke them into pieces, and threw them into the bonfire in front of him.
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Barrist continued to look straight at Roche.
Roche, who was a little uncomfortable by Barrister, said angrily:
"What are you doing? Just say it, don't look at me like this all the time! Your look will remind me of the eyes of the veterans who have been in the military camp for a long time when they looked at the handsome soldiers with beautiful eyes!"
"I'm not that pervert!"
After closing his eyes and sighing, Barrister opened his eyes again.
At this moment, his pupils were a little more confused and confused than before.
"I don't understand..."
"Don't understand what?"
"His Excellency Roche... Why do you fight so hard for this country?"
"You finally escaped from Orleans, surrounded by Britannians, and you don't have to risk going to Tuli anymore."
"You can go straight away and flee back to your hometown, or other safe places."
"Or you can also directly surrender to the Britannian Army. You are a senior general in the army. If you surrender to the Britannian Army, the generals and officers of the Britannian Army will definitely welcome you to join."
"But you didn't do that..."
"Even if there are no horses, you have to walk to Tuli with your legs and feet..."
"And I guess when you arrive in Tuli, you will deliver the news that Orleans is still sticking to Tuli. After you invite reinforcements, you will definitely join the reinforcements and return to Orleans. I'm right?"
"Why are you fighting so hard for this country?"
"What...has it brought you a strong motivation...?"
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After listening to Barrister's question quietly, Roche did not answer immediately.
After a long silence, I picked up a long wooden branch next to me and whispered while fiddling with the flames in the bonfire:
"That's right..."
"Why am I working so hard for this country...?"
Roche's tone seemed to be asking Barrister.
It seems like asking yourself.
"Is it to repay the emperor's kindness?"
Roche asked and answered.
Chapter completed!
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