The old knight's words silenced several of them, and for a moment the only sound of the wind blowing through the leaves could be heard in the forest. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info Brewster couldn't remember what happened next, he could only watch as Sulfona and Alik grimaced at something that didn't exist. Brewster thought it was strange, but he noticed that at some point his father's right shoulder had been stained with blood. Only now does Brewster realize that they have been attacked by "something". But Brewster was unable to detect the other party's presence.

Brewster then felt himself being pushed hard by Sulfona. He looked at Sulfona in bewilderment, only to find that his vision was subtly missing. Brewster saw Sulfona's lips opening and closing, but couldn't hear anything. Alik took Hageise in his arms and sped to his right. Alik tried to keep up with his father, but he felt his body suddenly become heavy, like a pebble falling into a deep pool.

Looking at the cascading ripples on the turquoise pool, Brewster suddenly began to pick up his memories under the trees. Before embarking on this journey, he and his father, Church, had an argument that suppressed anger. At the end of the quarrel, both of them were exhausted. For Brewster, it was exhausting just to see the wrinkles on the old man's forehead. He believed that the other party must have begun to resent his unshaved stubble.

In the afternoon sun, the two sat opposite each other through contradictions.

"Brewster, you've always hurt so much. The old man said weakly, stroking his crutches, which were his favorite, "You will understand in the future." Understand what you did and what you were going to do. You'll also understand what the hell I'm doing. ”

"I don't want to understand the thoughts that pop out of your copper-smelling head. Brewster said disgustedly, "Just thinking that the chair I sit on now is the blood and sweat of the toiling man, I want to pull my legs out of here." Those farmers have worked hard for a year, and a third of the money ends up in your pocket. They will also sing your praises to Dade for helping them sell their food. ”

"Son, you don't understand. The old man squeezed out a dry smile, "There are some things, even if I don't do them, someone will do them." I don't exploit them, they will still be exploited. The reason for this is the 'asymmetry of information'. Farmers don't know how much food they need today or where they need it. Those who buy food do not know where to find it. The possibilities are endless. There are so many smart people in the world, and there will always be people here to use their brains. ”

"So what?"

"Don't you understand?" Church tapped his fingers lightly on the table, "It's like a powerful sword, it can destroy the world and save the world." Rather than let some fool who gets carried away by money or an ambitious madman get his hands on it, I'd better hold this sword firmly in my own hands. At the very least, it won't get any worse. ”

"No, it's already worse. It seems to me that you are not only ambitious but have also been carried away by money. Brewster shrugged his shoulders and cast a contemptuous look at the old man, "Look at you, you live in the best house in the Holy City, eat the most exquisite food in the Holy City, and wantonly flaunt your wealth. Recently, there are more and more people who are dissatisfied with you, and anyone who is not stupid can see the connection between the Chamber of Commerce and the wealthy. ”

"Isn't that nice?" said Church, "this sword is like a hot potato, and I can't hold it for long." Then I will throw it high so that all the people in the world can see its power and benefits. When the treasure buried deep in the ground becomes veins and lumps of coal that everyone knows, there will not be so many disputes. The person who discovers the vein needs to dig out the treasure with his own hands, which is also a kind of labor. Everyone understands the primacy of information, information becomes less important, and it becomes difficult to resell and use information. The biggest problem is that interests are excessively concentrated, and people's hearts are so ugly. ”

"There's a rhetoric behind your self-enjoyment. You can always find an excuse for your actions, and I have to admire you for that. Brewster shrugged off Church's claim, "I'm glad I'm your son, because you and I can see the merchant's face." You are hungry for profit, as long as you have enough good life, you can do without it. That's why I was even more determined to choose to become a knight. You still don't know the current situation, the northern border of the human race has gradually been encroached upon by demons, and now is not the time for you to play the game of profit. ”

"A knight is nothing but a man who betrays force. In the end, if you really want to fight, you still have to rely on materials - to put it bluntly, money. It doesn't matter if it's a demon or a human. You can slaughter the city, but you can't kill all the people. The victor was faced with a group of refugees, and it was the businessmen who had to step in. Brewster shook his head, and he sighed, "The so-called lofty ideals are vulnerable in the face of reality. Don't you see the fate of that foolish knight you like?"

"You...... Are you talking about Alex?"

Brewster was stunned for a moment, thinking that his father had never cared who he had befriended in the Order. He felt that Church was dismissive of this, but he didn't think that disdain didn't mean he didn't know anything.

"You learned martial arts with him for a while, and then you separated. You're just an instructor and a trainee, but I understand that you consciously or unconsciously see him as a benchmark for the ideal knight. That's your example. Church pursed his lips and said softly, Brewster feeling a strange horror in his tone, "Yes, I know it all. I am also well aware of the conflict between him and the bishop. ”

"Do you think he's done something wrong?" Brewster retorted, "and he was able to rush straight to the bishop's house and slaughter him with his disgusting son, but Alec gave up. He decided to reconcile because he knew that the loss of a presiding church would have a very negative impact on the Holy City. In the end, the wicked man was exiled, and he himself was still protecting the holy city. This is the true knight, who has force but does not abuse it. ”

"His decision is his business, but his end is already sealed. Church picked up his beloved cane and slammed it on the ground, "Do you think it's over, the bishop won't let him go easily?" It can't be done on the surface, but the Bishop can let the fool knight do some dangerous tasks. ”

Brewster staggered to his feet.

"He can't do that!"

"He could, and even if Alik knew it was a dangerous mission, he wouldn't shirk it. Church also stood up and looked Brewster in the eye, "That's the knight." Am I right?"

Brewster is like a cold water topping.

"If you had listened to me sooner and inherited my inheritance, your words might have some weight and could help Alik. But it's a pity that you swing your sword every day to build your muscles, and then laugh and laugh with your friends who are full of naïve ideals. What can you protect with your heart alone?"

"But...... I ......"

Brewster held his head, his mind in turmoil. If he obeyed Church's wishes and squeezed the blood and sweat of the people in exchange for the right to speak, what face would he have to meet Alik? Alik is weak in front of these powerful people, and only the strong can save the weak. Brewster can only choose between "Be Alik's Companion" or "Save Alik".

It's an unsolvable paradox.

"Everything may have been predestined. ”

Church said as he walked to the window. He lifted his beloved cane to the window and gently threw it down. Outside the window of the castle was a pool of water, and the crutches fell into the water, making only a slight sound of water. Church admired the sound of the water, and then sighed to himself.

"A noble crutch, a lowly crutch. Clever crutches, stupid crutches. Beautiful crutches, ugly crutches. Young crutches, rotten crutches. They will only make the same sound when they fall into the water. Church shook his head and said, "Alik is a fool, he had a chance to kill the bishop and fly away, but he chose to forbear. He knew that the consequence of forbearance was self-destruction. It's stupid, but I also admire fools because they have something in them that I can't have. ”

Church turned his eyes to Brewster.

"But, in the end, it all turns into the same sound, into the same ripples. A hundred years have passed, and all struggles are dust. What have we left behind for this world?"

When the old man had finished speaking, he patted Brewster on the shoulder and left the room. Brewster didn't listen to this, and he decided to save Alik in his own way, in the way of a knight.

Brewster gripped the hilt of his sword tightly as he paced back and forth in the room. His mind instantly began to construct plans for the future. After talking to the old man, he pretended not to have any appetite for dinner. Paying the maid to lie that she was taking a bath and delaying it for a while was more than enough to slip away from the castle. Alec would normally stay in the tavern and drink, where he would sit for five or six hours but only drink two or three glasses. Ever since he lost his daughter, he has done this all the time. Brewster can pretend to meet Alik by chance, pretend to know about Alex's mission by chance, pretend to be interested in it, and then pretend to be discovered by him.

Brewster's plan was perfect, the result of Church's education from an early age. He has a flexible way of thinking, a meticulous style of doing things, and the necessary decisive ability to execute - or reckless. If he hadn't become a knight, Brewster might have really become a great businessman. Brewster felt a little ridiculous, but Church's efforts to pay attention to him were used by Brewster to escape from Church's side.

Brewster was overjoyed, he felt like he had found what he was supposed to do. He may have died with Alik in this dangerous mission, but that was also a knightly and gracefully killed. Brewster is not afraid of death, he is afraid of his rotten self. Every time he saw a portrait of Church as a young man hanging on the wall, Brewster felt that he was becoming more and more like Church. The feeling drove him crazy.

"Alik, you will always be a knight, at least I will witness that last moment. ”