Chapter 349: The Lament of the Wounded (3)
"Lornay. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 When Fitney entered Tashapol's study, she found that someone had already "taken the lead" - Alu was standing in front of a bookcase with a few books in her hand, and when she saw Fitney, she smiled and said in a distinctively gentle voice, "I want to see them." ”
As a magician, Alu is more adapted to the world than Merlin, and her astonishingly gentle personality and strong receptivity have allowed her to accept all of this for a while.
Like Fitney, she seems to enjoy reading.
Fitnair had no idea of reading at this time, and she tended to read with a certain purpose, but she could not find such a purpose at this time—so she went up to Ah Lu and asked, "What are you looking at?" ”
Aru held up the book in his hand and placed it in Phytenay's hand.
Two memoirs.
Some people like to write these books -- to put it bluntly, just remembering what they've done. It's not like it's rich in historical records, but it still has the meaning of existence.
Both memoirs have been opened, and they are about two people.
The name of the person written in the first book is "Eru Vion".
"It's her. Fitney said softly.
"Does Lornay know her?"
"I had heard of this person when I was a wizard university - she was a close friend of the Headmaster, but ...... I heard that he died young. Fettnay whispered - she was not interested in anything in this state, and at the same time she was easily interested in everything.
The memoir was written by a magician, and it appears to be a commoner magician who has become a nobleman—a few words of admiration for that Elou Vion.
"She is a very kind person, and she likes to travel everywhere to spread the word that magic should be accepted by everyone, and it is doubtful that she should be the rebirth of Elletia. In the position of magician, she has an outstanding achievement and an insurmountable status. I used to think that she would become a sage, but that happened. It's a shame -- remember Eelo Vion. Fitney whispered from his memoir.
"That doesn't sound like the real thing. Aru smiled.
"If such a person really exists, it is indeed worthy of appreciation, but it is a pity that ......" Fitney hesitated for a moment.
"But what?"
Her son was not a good man - or rather, the opposite. "Ah Lu seems to have a power that can make people continue to say things they don't want to say.
Ah Lu seemed very curious: "Really, what kind of person is he? Exactly the opposite? But they are mother and son." ”
"His name is Ed, Ed Ansendeir. In order to gain power, he killed his father and older brother and took his younger brother under control. Fitney said, frowning, "He ......"
Fitney suddenly didn't know what to say, and enumerated the crimes......?
"I don't want to talk about that. Fitney sighed.
"Shall we take a look at this, then?" said Lu, pointing to another, "this is your father, Aldrich Wizdem, and I have heard your servant say that you were once a member of that family, and I don't think he was a good man. Many people were killed for the benefit of the nobility. ”
Fitney found herself more reluctant to talk about it, but she clearly had no choice.
"No...... He's not that kind of person. In the past, Fitney would have thought so, but now she doesn't, although she doesn't seem to have any evidence and the reasons are scarce, "at least...... At least, ...... before you die"
Before he died, everything he did was for himself.
Fettnay has always felt that he has never felt fatherly or motherly love.
"People aren't what you think they are, are they? Alu said slowly, she had been close to Fitney, but now she was slowly moving away from her, which made Fitney focus on her, watching her walk towards the bookcase not far away, "Too pure reason will lead to destruction, everyone has right and wrong." ”
"But ......"
"If there really is someone who is born destined to fulfill a certain desire, the result of this rigid and singular pursuit is to be curbed. Whatever the reason, there will be something to stop him, and when this motivation is lost, it will be time for him to be destroyed. Ah Lu raised her hand, and a book far above her height was pulled out of the top layer and slowly fell into her hand.
Stopped his ...... It's himself. Fitney couldn't help but say.
"No, you were the one who stopped Mr. Aldrich from going down that path—though I don't know why, but I think he cares about you very much. Alu smiled, and Fitney felt that if he could see her full face now, he would be attracted to her smile, "And it's not your fault that those things are there." ”
"I ......"
"Do you think you're doing something wrong, think you're responsible for your father's death -- then remember these things. "It's irreparable—then be glad you didn't become the one who will be destroyed." ”
Fitney was silent.
"If you think your mood is 'hatred,' then you become a pathetic avenger—no hatred has an end. Alu handed the book she had taken from the shelf to Fitney, "You have valuable qualities, a man of compassion - but not hatred. ”
It was "Memoirs of Mr. Winchett."
"I loved this book and spent a long time studying it. Ah Lu whispered, "My knowledge is limited, if you don't think you have a way, please come to me, or, take a look at it." ”
Fitney took the book, still in a somewhat dazed state.
"However, I think the Mr. Ed you are talking about has something to discuss. Something suddenly occurred to Ah Lu and said, "Sounds like he's such a strange person." ”
"He's always been weird. "Fitney has a lot of grudges against Eddard.
"Not that strange, but that this is a man who is trying to make enemies of the whole world - and he may, and soon will, be misfortuned. Alu's voice grew quieter.
It was also at this time that Fitney had ideas that he had not thought of before.
What was Ed's purpose? He did not believe in Erentia, but he provided the Holy See with all kinds of opportunities and methods to destroy the Luther kingdom.
Maybe it wasn't his purpose, and the benefits he wanted to claim were unimaginable.
Probably, it's simply ...... does not exist.
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Nights like these are not peaceful, especially for the Duchy of Ansendire.
The delicately dressed girl walked down the street, feeling the chill of the night—she didn't look like the person who was here at this time, either in her demeanor or in appearance.
Daisy...... Suddenly, she heard a man's voice.