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The breeze blows on the face, and the slightest coolness penetrates into the skin.

On one of the roads leading to College Square, Yavis would occasionally turn his head to look behind the restless behind.

He bit his lip, his tongue licking from time to time, because there were marks of her bite on his lips.

The small wound had formed a scar, and the scab was jet-black in color, looking like a mole.

He sometimes couldn't control his teeth, and he wanted to bite off the ugly piece, but he never bitten it.

One night, he thought a lot.

Perhaps this time Yan zhòng affected his thinking, and he became more irritable and impulsive than ever.

As the flame beating in his heart waned, he began to realize whether this was himself or that he was before.

He was confused.

He felt that his current self was flowing smoothly, from head to toe, because he was doing what he wanted to do and what he wanted to say, as if he had no restraints.

But he found that after turning away from his former self, he hurt a lot of people.

In words, in deeds.

Consciously, unconsciously.

His world had split into two intersections, and now he stopped where he was, turning his head to look at the other road behind him.

He can return again, and he needs a reason to return.

Now he feels like his real self, he can feel it, because the feelings of body and mind do not deceive.

But if he continues like this, he will lose a lot of people, friends, lovers, family.

It was as if I was living in the midst of enduring repression, enduring many people and many things, because there was a voice in my heart telling him that if you couldn't bear it, you would lose them.

There are gains and losses on both sides of selfishness and compromise.

Try to find a balance in it, open up a new path, but that path will cost you more.

Yavis smiled wryly and sighed helplessly.

He clenched the sword in his hand and looked around, surrounded by members of the same society.

It's his people.

There are not many roads leading to College Square, and this is one of them, and he is the person in charge of guarding this road.

As one of the few backbones of the association, he has his own tasks.

His qualifications weren't good enough to serve as a team to enter the square, and he was glad at the same time.

Although he missed the best scene, what should he do after she saw him inside?

"Yavis, what's wrong with you? It looks like I'm preoccupied from morning to now. ”

A member of the club came up behind Yavis, patted him on the shoulder, and asked kindly.

Hearing the voice, Yavis knew who he was, he was familiar with the members of this team, and he would not admit mistakes in his voice, they were not military and aristocratic bureaucrats, so even if there was a relationship between them and subordinates, they did not have those rules and taboos, and in the rules and regulations of the Blood Banner Society, every member of the society was equal.

"Wason, I'm fine."

Yavis glanced sideways at him, shook his head and waved his hand.

"Are you really okay?" Wason picked the corner of his eyes and chuckled at the corner of his mouth, "I see that you often look towards the square, are you worried about the safety of Rachi?" ”

His relationship with Yavis is not unfamiliar, because of the friendship between his father, he met Yavis at a very young age, and he is naturally familiar with his relationship with Rachi.

"She? She'll be fine, one of the organizers who entered the plaza was my friend, he knew Laqi, and he had promised me that she was safe, so don't worry. Yavis said.

"Really?" Wasson was puzzled, and then shook his head and said, "Forget it, don't mention this matter, Yavis, do you regret doing this?" ”

"Regrets? It's all about this time, what's the use of saying regret. Yavis laughed. If we had that thought, we wouldn't be standing here anymore. ”

"Indeed." Vasson shrugged his shoulders.

His countenance was calm, and there was nothing strange about him.

However, Yavis seemed to vaguely hear something from his words.

"Wasson, do you have something on your mind?"

"Why do you say that?" Wasson wondered.

"Look—"

Saying that, Yavis motioned for him to look around at the members, and said: "Everyone's mood is expressed somewhere on their bodies, or excited, or worried and anxious, because they and we all know that we have been saved spiritually for the sake of our ideals, but we have also gambled on our future, only you are different from them, from the beginning to the present, in my eyes, you are the most normal, normal and a little abnormal." ”

"Haha-"

Wasson chuckled lightly, tilted his head slightly and squinted slightly at the not-so-dazzling sunlight, the white light shining on his cheeks, as if healing the cracks in his heart.

"Yavis, you know what? I have other purposes for doing this. ”

His voice was low because he didn't want anyone else to hear him.

"Purpose?" Yavis thought for a moment, then said, "It doesn't seem like it's going to be easy for you to gamble on the future. ”

Vasson breathed a sigh of relief and looked back at the chaotic square behind him, his gaze seemingly empty.

"Yavis, what will happen to us if this thing succeeds?"

"We?" Yavis frowned, he seemed to understand something from his words.

"If nothing else, we'll be in control of the country's future a little bit."

Vasson nodded and said, "Yes, if we follow the normal pace, I am afraid it will take us ten years, twenty years, or even more to enter the ruling center of this country, but if we succeed now, our steps will also step into this center in advance, what could be more cost-effective than such a thing." ”

"Wasson, is that what you joined the Blood Banner Society?" Yavis said with a bad face.

"Hehe-"

Wasson looked at him with a smile even more on his face.

"Yavis, haven't you thought about it? I think many people in the society have this idea, and this action is not just an impulse, but perhaps, more people want to replace most of the nobles who control the country. ”

"Money, power, status."

"Nothing could be more realistic than this."

Yavis's eyes widened, and he looked at him, at the members around him.

He thought about it, but he didn't want the ugly reality to tarnish that ideal, and he felt angry when the truth was completely exposed by others.

Under the anger, there is a strong unwillingness.

"Wathan, although your idea is right, it cannot be ruled out that there are many people who are really for this country."

Yavis's serious appearance made Vasson look away, he didn't want to see his friend obsessed with ideals and detached from reality.

"Yavis, when Lukney the Great founded this country, the people who followed him at that time may have also stood by his side for an ideal, they became his sword, and they fought all the way from the ruins of blood to the thorns, and they succeeded, like a magnificent epic chapter."

"But perhaps the heroic ancestors who wrote this epic were not only to build a new kingdom, but to have their own glorious status, and they replaced the rulers of the land that had been, perhaps, this was the most important purpose of their original ideals, cruel? No, because that's the reality to consider. ”

The long sword that Yavis held at his waist trembled a little, and some words were right, but he couldn't accept it.

If accepted, then the flavor of the action has changed.

This is no longer an ideal, but a conspiracy.

When the gorgeous hero's coat is torn off, it reveals an evil smile.

"Yavis, do you know how many people are from civilian backgrounds in the society?"

Seeing his silence, Vasson suddenly asked him.

"A lot—" Avis gave him a cold look, Yavis said.

"What about those from aristocratic background?"

"It's a lot."

"No, no, no." Wasson waved his hand and said three words in a row, and said: "Yavis, you should know that there is a status gap between the nobles, and the descendants of the nobles who really have status and power will not appear in our association at all, in fact, the nobles who exist here are all weak and unwilling nobles, and the noble status between you and me in the entire association is probably the highest level." ”

"What do you want to say?" Yavis said in a cold tone.

"Hehe-"

It seemed that the other party had rejected him, Vason shook his head, and still said: "So, since they can have a chance to change their status, they will not let it go, even if they fail." ”

"That's what you think?"

"You know what? Why is it that my seniority is higher than yours in the association, and my talent is not much different, but why have you become the backbone of the society, and I am still an ordinary member. Vasson smiled.

Yavis had a bad premonition in his heart, and he didn't speak.

His teeth bit at the black scab of his lip, as if that was the only way to calm him.

"I have considered the result of the failure of the operation, this large number of student riots cannot be fully held accountable, and the backbone of the association is afraid that they will be dealt with as the culprit of the matter, so even if I was promoted in the past, I will not hesitate to refuse, why there are not many backbones in the association, because many people have the same idea as me."

After hearing his words, Yavis's hand holding the long sword in his waist trembled even more, and he stared at him, eager to immediately draw his long sword and hack this strange "friend" to death.

"Why are you telling me this?"

Vasson stepped back a few steps away from him as he felt the murderous aura emanating from him.

"As a friend, I'm just giving you a piece of advice, just run away when you can't do anything."

"Thank you so much for your advice." Yavis glared at him angrily and said word by word: "I will not run away, I will be the hero of this country!" And you will be a disgrace! ”

"Really? We'll see. ”

Wasson sighed and shook his head, then walked away from his side, not wanting to irritate him any more.

What are you for?

Ideal? It's a great idea.

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It seems that he was guilty of May sickness.