Part Two: The Human World Chapter Twenty-Four: Elopement
Many people like to drink when they are happy. Because once they are numb, other trivial emotions and rationality are gone, only happiness is left, and then they will feel happier and extremely happy.
Rodhart is very happy now. At first glance, he doesn't seem to be very good at drinking. After a glass of wine, his face starts to turn red, and his eyes are a little scattered, showing that he is drunk, but no matter how much he drinks afterward, he only remains drunk.
The feeling of being drunk will not continue to get deeper, so it will stay in a slightly drunk state. The reason will not be lost but the emotions can be released to the fullest. This is undoubtedly a very popular and extremely useful tool at the wine table.
talent.
He escorted Chris back to the Duke's Mansion more than a month ago. The Duke made contact with him and after a conversation, he immediately saw with a very professional and authentic eye that this was a rare talent. It should be noted that talents are rare, but
It is even more rare to find a talented person who can be completely committed. A young man with good qualifications, no family background, and no political stance. This kind of talent cultivated based on emotion is the true confidant who can be entrusted with important tasks. So the Duke allowed him to stay, and also helped him in his work.
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"If there is anyone I am grateful and respectful to in this life, there are only two people. One is my dead grandfather, and the other is you. Without you, I would have died long ago, and I would never have had the opportunity I have now.
, I am able to grow more than before because of your influence. You are not only someone I respect and appreciate, but also my friend, my friend. I am really lucky to have a friend like you." Luo Ha.
Te's handsome face turned red, and he spoke out what was in his heart under the influence of alcohol.
Many people like to drink when they are sad. They feel that they don’t know anything after drinking. However, it is generally difficult for such people to get drunk because they are always distracted and thinking about why they are not drunk, so they always get drunk.
No.
Asa is like this now. His head has begun to feel dizzy, and his limbs have begun to feel numb, but his thinking seems to be getting clearer and clearer, and he can even tell that he is four parts sad, three parts annoyed, two parts angry, and one part regretful.
To be honest, he didn't think much about this friend. Compared with the attitude of the other person who regarded him as an idol and always kept it in his heart, he felt a little guilty. Such a distraction seemed to weaken the sadness and troubles a little bit.
Rodhart asked him in an almost longing tone if he planned to settle down in the royal capital and if he would venture into the world with him. His ambition, which had been extinguished by the cruel reality, was also because of this god-given opportunity.
It opened up a new world in front of me and started to burn violently again. "Look at what in this world does not require strength? What is something that cannot be solved by strength? I used to think that justice, light and love, these lofty things, could be transcended.
On top of that. But even if these things do exist, it still requires strength to implement them." He looked at Asa, his half-drunk eyes full of respect. "This is the truth you made me understand."
Asa drank a glass of ale like water, looked at him drunkenly and shook his head, saying, "You're wrong. I only know how to eat when I'm hungry, sleep when I'm sleepy, and do whatever I want. How can I make you understand?"
Such a profound truth..."
"No, it was you who made me understand the importance of strength." The half-drunk young knight was very sure that he was his idol. "And after arriving here, I finally realized that the most important power in this society is status.
It’s power.”
At least half of his ideological progress must be attributed to Duke Mrak. The Duke is a master in dealing with such passionate young people. A few small movements and words without leaving any trace can make them spontaneous.
It is full of all kinds of fighting spirit that the Duke needs and can be used by him.
"Let's do it together. As long as the two of us work together, this world..."
"Not interested." Asa finally felt a little faint and was satisfied.
"You are too noble." Rodhart shook his head and sighed. Even this rejection he thought was a sign of noble morality. "You know, this world is like a kitchen. No matter how exquisite the food is, it must be covered with greasy food and dirty hands.
You can figure it out. Instead of standing condescendingly and looking down at those mediocre idiots, why not be willing to let those bastards who want to stand over you because of your good background do whatever they want in this world?" Rodhart's face turned rosy.
He was full of life, and the alcohol stimulated the vitality of desire deep in his body to his face.
Chris suddenly appeared at the door of the pub. She ran in and hit Rodhart on the head first, scolding: "You dare to drink here in broad daylight."
Rodhart, who was full of lofty ideals just now, as if he had the world under his control, was startled when he received this blow. He touched his head and looked at Asa with a little embarrassment, smiled, and made a face.
This smile made Asa feel that this friend was much more pleasing to the eye and more adorable. No matter how much he said that he would pursue power at any cost, he was still essentially a simple and cute young man.
Chris stared at Asa with her beautiful single phoenix eyes carefully, as if he was the weirdest animal in the world. Then she suddenly clapped her hands: "It turns out it's really you. I said
Why does he look so familiar? He changed into such clothes, and I don’t recognize him at all."
It turns out that she only recognized Asa at this time. Probably in the eyes of women, a man's appearance is usually more distinguishable than his facial features.
She unceremoniously sat down next to Rodhart, picked up the wine glass and drank the wine in one gulp. She first expressed her enthusiasm for Asa's new clothes and his intention to go to the Duke's Palace.
He put his face close to his eyes and asked with the excitement of watching the fun: "Hey, what have you and my sister done these days? I think she seems very strange..."
"It's just a trip together, and I can help the Bishop with some things..." Asa felt that each of these two drinking buddies was less ideal than the other. They had to pick up the cauldron when the pot was not boiling.
Chris seemed to be determined to get to the bottom of it. "Don't hide it from me, I can already see what's going on. I've known my sister for eighteen years, and I've never seen her act as weird as she does today."
.She used to run around like a normal person among the crowds of people suffering from the plague, giving medicine and carrying corpses. Even when her father told her that he had helped her get engaged, I saw that the expression on her face did not move. Such a calm sister, yesterday
She actually trembled when she saw you. She seemed to have lost her soul after you left..." She actually sighed and smiled again, revealing two very intoxicating dimples. "This is really like a book.
The story above. A noble lady made a private life-long marriage with a low-class poor young man, but she had to marry someone else because of her parents' orders or some other messy things. This is really a trick of fate."
"So it's you who's worried about this..." Rodhart suddenly realized. After the two met, Asa remained silent. After being dragged to the tavern by him, Asa just immersed himself in drinking.
Asa didn't want to hide it deliberately. He actually wished he could find someone to share the pain, depression and sorrow in his heart with his friends, but there were many secrets mixed in the story between him and Xiao Yi, such as
The less people know about the Duke's plan, the Leaves of the World Tree, the Guild of the Dead, etc., the better. Especially since Rodhart's current relationship with the Duke is very delicate.
Rodhart was silent and glanced at Chris next to him intentionally or unintentionally. She was also the Duke's daughter. He sighed deeply, patted Asa on the shoulder and said: "Forget it, look away. I'm still a real man."
It is good to put your career first. Love is beautiful, but there is no need to insist on being stubborn. What you gain is a blessing, and what you lose is your fate...let it go when it's time to let it go."
Asa let out a long sigh. Many things in the world cannot be let go. The more beautiful things are, the more reluctant they are to let go of them, and the more painful they are.
"What the hell are you talking about? It's not like their relationship has broken down." Chris slapped Rodhart again. She turned around and looked at Asa seriously. "I came after you on purpose because I wanted to ask you something.
Question: Do you really like my sister?"
Asa squinted at the ceiling, raised his empty cup and took a sip, completely unaware that he had actually imported nothing. He said vaguely and in a trance, "So what if I like it?"
"As long as you like it, that's fine. This is the most important reason for two people to be together. I can definitely say that my sister also likes you very much." She said as if she had finally solved the most important problem.
He became more relaxed. "As for the little difficulty in front of you, it is just a small external factor. It can be said that it is a test that your relationship must go through. Don't worry, everything is man-made."
"Man-made?" Asa and Rodhart were both stunned. They really didn't understand how else to do this. If such an external cause had to be said to be just one, then it would be difficult to find another comparable cause in the world.
This is a bigger point.
"Where do you live now?" Chris asked.
"The big house on the west edge of the city is where the Magic Academy stores corpses." Asa replied obediently.
"Now go pack your things and wait there. I will ask my sister to come find you at midnight." Chris's voice was very soft, but every word violently tugged on Asa's nerves. "You guys
elopement."
"Elope?" Asa and Rodhart woke up from their drinks at the same time.
Rodhart looked at this bold proposer and said cautiously and solemnly: "Chris, this is no joke. Do you know how important your sister's wedding is and how important the relationship is involved?
?" Of course, he would not really know what was hidden behind this marriage, but even if it was just a political marriage between the Duke and the Erni family, the significance was huge enough to put aside all the personal relationships between children.
"No matter how important it is, it only belongs to others and has nothing to do with my sister. I only have this sister, and I hope she will be happy all her life. For a woman, the happiness of being with the person she loves is the most important thing. Women
There is never any need for tragic and heroic moments, only gentleness and happiness together."
"But this matter is really..." Rodhart scratched his head, it was really hard to accept.
Chris glared at him and said with the most vicious expression and tone possible: "I'm warning you seriously. If you dare to leak this matter to my father, you see how I will deal with you...
..”
"Okay, okay..." Rodhart nodded quickly. "I will stay here honestly..."
"Have you...already told your sister..." Asa's throat was dry and his voice was a little shaky. "Did your sister ask you to come..."
"No. She doesn't know yet. I came to find you myself. I will tell her my plan when I get back."
"She won't agree. You don't know... Since she chose to come back on her own, she chose responsibility and a commitment to others..."
"She will agree. You don't know, maybe even she herself doesn't know. In fact, she is far from being as strong and rational as she thought. I understood it when I saw her expression just now. That's why I came to you.
"Chris smiled. "You go back and wait."
Asa quickly returned to the big house.
"You bastard came back just in time, come and help." Sandro was busy cutting up and loading corpse organs, as if the magic academy was about to conduct another experiment.
Asa walked over stupidly and helped Sandro arrange the corpse. He was very confused and annoyed now. Even more annoyed than when he came out of the Duke's Palace.
In fact, he was already desperate and gave up. He even prepared a perfect speech for himself in his heart: Isn't this carefree situation what he has always longed for? In that wanted and wanted situation, isn't it?
When I was tortured by guilt, wasn't this what I had been striving to achieve? I no longer had to be hunted for that secret, and I no longer had to feel guilty about her injuries. I also helped Sandro get the book back.
Everything has been resolved and I am free. Now I am back on the plane I just ran away from Kalundo. The life of free travel in my dream is about to begin. This is my life, and this is who I really am.
Things. And what plan the Duke will implement, she will get married, and build the city of Oufu. These are already determined long ago. No matter what you want to do, it will be useless. This is not your own life. Now from now on
Those who have withdrawn from the disputes they accidentally got involved in and returned to their own lives, isn't this a very good result...
But now there is some hope again, and the emotions that had been silent suddenly boiled up, and they were inextricably colliding with the rationality that gave up. The most painful thing is that he can only wait here for the unknown result.
One moment he was excited by the beautiful light of hope, and the next moment he was plunged into the fear of disappointment. It was the first time he felt like this, and he felt like he was going crazy.
"Saw that hand off for me." Sandro handed over a saw. Asa took the saw, his heart was still in a state of confusion, he held down his wrist and sawed down.
Snap. Sandro slapped him so hard that stars appeared in his eyes. The old man covered his hands and jumped and yelled: "Fuck, you bastard is crazy."
"Ah? Oh, I'm sorry." Asa then realized that he was holding Sandro's hand while sawing. Fortunately, he moved his hand quickly.
"Are you thinking about women?" Sandro frowned and looked at him.
"Yes." Asa nodded. He had no intention of hiding anything from the old man. As long as he asked, he could tell him anything. Of course, Sandro had no interest in listening to his stories, and he was by no means a good person to talk about his feelings and worries.
object.
"Women are such troubles and troubles." Sandro actually sighed. His half-dead voice seemed to be sighing, but it sounded like a death cry. "The most annoying thing about them is you.
Even though I know they are troubles, I still can't help but worry about them." He patted Asa on the back. "The best way to deal with troubles is to stop worrying about troubles and do your own thing.
, She will come when she is supposed to come, and it would be better if she doesn’t come. The rest will continue to be annoying.”
Asa raised his head, thought for a moment, and sighed. "Yes. What should come will come naturally."
It was late at night, and Duke Mrak felt tired.
This is an extremely rare thing for him. He once had an astonishing record of working without sleep for three days and three nights. Even now that he is middle-aged, the key to his abundant physical strength and energy is that he still has no fighting spirit or ambition.
Not at all diminished.
And he feels tired now because his emotional ups and downs today are a bit too great.
Today, his sincere persuasion failed, which made him feel a little frustrated. This was completely different from the sincerity he could show at any time. He had not shown his true emotions like this for decades. No matter what
People in front of others and behind others.
And another reason is my daughter's upcoming wedding.
This was part of his great plan, and he felt happy with a sense of accomplishment after the successful operation had reached this point. But at the same time, it was also the death sentence for his daughter's happiness. He could feel that his daughter was heartbroken when she saw the young man.
It's like being cut with a knife. It would never feel good for a father to carry out this death penalty with his own hands.
No one knows the groom's character and temper better than him. He will definitely not be a good husband. He will not even regard this as a marriage at all, just as a purely performative ceremony. The Duke is even sure that he has even lost his fingers.
He wouldn't even touch Xiao Yi with his head.
Alas, no matter what, this can only be the case now. The Duke sighed and prepared to rest.
A servant suddenly hurried in and reported: "Your Majesty, it's not good. Something happened to the second lady. She made trouble in the casino and injured someone. She has been surrounded by people from the casino."
"This damn girl." The Duke stood up angrily. Behind the casinos in the royal capital are big-name backers, many of whom are relatives of the emperor. Although nothing should happen, he still had to go there.
Not long after the Duke left the mansion, a figure came out over the wall and quietly walked toward the west of the city.
Xiao Yi was dressed in an inconspicuous dress and wore a very low hat. As long as no one looked there specifically, no one would recognize her as the princess who was about to get married.
She walked very fast on the street, and her heartbeat was also very fast. She never expected that she would be moved by the words of her sister, who had always been taught by her. She originally thought that she had become very determined with great determination.
The firm decision seemed to fall apart without much effort. I accepted my sister's plan in a daze, and actually escaped in a daze. No matter how firm the reason is, it will generally not be an opponent of emotion.
She can guarantee that this is the most ridiculous and daring decision she has ever made in her life.
But it was also the happiest decision. As she gradually walked out of the bustling central street, the surroundings became darker and darker. But every time she took a step toward the dark west, she felt that the world became a little more lovely.
"It seems that we are traveling together." An old voice suddenly sounded in the darkness not far from him. "But I didn't expect that there would be a bride accompanying me on the night walk."
Xiaoyi was startled and jumped away suddenly. She didn't notice anyone at all, and she didn't expect that the other person would recognize her right away.
"Don't be afraid. Maybe we should go find the same person." A soft light shone on this person's hand, illuminating his figure. He was an old man who was completely covered in black robes. Even so,
Smiling, his extremely thin face looked majestic.
"Bishop Ronis." Xiao Yi was even more surprised than when she discovered his presence. The dignified bishop actually wore a black robe in disguise and walked quietly at night like her. No one would tell anyone else about this kind of thing.
will believe it.
Bishop Ronis smiled slightly, shook his head and sighed: "Since we met here, it seems best not to go. I just have something to say to you, so you come with me."
Its daybreak.
Asa stood up with difficulty. He lay down on the stone platform at the door of the big house and slept all night. He was surprised that he could still fall asleep. Although he was awakened by the footsteps of wild cats outside more than a dozen times.
In the end, it still didn't come. Asa looked up and looked at the sunlight that had just risen from the horizon. He felt it was a bit dazzling, so he yawned and shed two lines of tears.
Forget it, forget it, forget it. Did she stick to her choice? I'd better do my own thing. Asa decided to go to the Adventurer's Guild to buy some things and prepare to start traveling.
Four white horses pulled a white carriage running towards here. Asa recognized it as Bishop Ronis's carriage, but he didn't know what he was doing here so early in the morning.
"Your Majesty, Bishop Ronis, is here to invite you." The priest driving the car said respectfully to Asa.