Section 382 The Tragedy of the Times
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"Marquis, I'm looking forward to a head-to-head confrontation with you!"
"I hope your provocative declaration won't be a farewell!"
"Who knows! After all, I'm the quintessential bad guy! β
Gradually, Lu Lun hid in the dawn that had turned blue.
"What a strange person, but there is a faint familiarity."
"Whatever it is, at least the malice hasn't been unleashed."
The chest, which was struggling in dullness, gradually became clearer.
"The rules for delaying time, but you will be punished, let's go!"
"Is Bell's body okay?"
"Occasional reluctant exercise is okay, embarrassing falls, it is estimated that it can be avoided, and the vitality of dissipation is condensing and resuscitating like a bloom."
The desolate road is lined with new wanderers, and the whole pure color world is shrouded in grief.
"Where did the cattle come from,
I don't care about you! β
The gathered crowd, with their red eyes, roamed before dawn like dried corpses of plundered souls.
"My lord, we all spend the day in hunger, so I beg you to have mercy and give some food!"
The elders represented, the sourness of the crepe, naturally also supports the fragile skeleton.
"Don't be kidding, go along with you, and who can understand me?"
The man who was hunted, as strong as a wild boar, waved his arms to repel all the hunters.
The stalemate confrontation has been continuing, and no one dares to tear apart the aura of balance, but they hate each other.
"What's going on, old woman?"
"Spoiled complaints, protests against robbers! The despicable cavalry entered the city, robbed us of the food we had hoarded for the winter, and drove us away from the warm houses, but forbade us to leave the city. β
The old woman raised her arm and wiped the tears welling up in the corners of her eyes.
"Jimmy is a surrendered squire, he holds the key to the granary, but he refuses to help us, and even if he buys it, he is denied."
"Sharp contradictions, it looks tricky!"
I am looking at the gap between the nationalities that have escaped the smoke of gunpowder, which is getting worse and worse, and the so-called resistance is actually meaningless.
"Grandma, I'm so hungry, when can I eat, I will definitely not be picky and wasteful!"
The little girl cowering behind the old woman, is dejectedly confessing, or rather praying, a body wrapped in hunger.
"Well, it's far away."
The old woman complained, took out a piece of hard cheese from the package, and hesitantly stuffed it into the little girl's palm.
"Is it already the Last Supper?"
"Yes, all of them, are tending to be exhausted."
"But it's about to be liberated!"
"Eh, what does that mean?"
"Don't you think about resisting? Trample on the corpse of the squire, and you can see the dawn of survival! β
I take a step and push the weak human beings, worthy of nothing more than superfluous hindrances.
"Hey, little ghost, what are you going to do!"
"yes, do you want to predict in advance? Your means of assassination! β
"Hmph, just by you, you can't help but underestimate me!"
The squire flapped his arms, and the hired soldiers emerged from the lurking warehouse, about ten, armed with long swords.
"Just complain about this naΓ―ve child, I used to give in because of the affection of my fellow villagers, but now, I have changed my mind!"
"Hey, this has nothing to do with us, please don't be vexatious!"
The elder who pretended to be a divine envoy did not uphold justice, leading the rabble he had gathered to retreat lightly.
"Oh? That is, you are the only troublemaker? β
The middle finger of the squire's right hand rests in front of his eye socket, as if questioning the absurdity of the spectacle and the thinking born of reverse logic.
"Probably, but what's the difference?"
What a cold tone,
Actually, I admire your bravery, but I also hate this kind of reluctant will, and I want to personally give you the experience of being abandoned by the world! β
The squire signaled that the housekeeper could act as an entertaining spectator, and walked towards me with a twist of his wrist, and every step he took was high-pitched.
"Go and complain to the Grim Reaper, poor life!"
The punch, which was almost full of strength, was blocked by my palm in front of my eyes, trembling.
"It's not bad, it's such a coincidence, is it God's attachment?"
"Do you want to try it, the so-called attachment?"
"There's no need, I'll let you, who is arrogant, collapse to the ground."
With a burst of exclamation, the squire was crumbled up with garlic and slammed to the ground, splashing ripples of dust.
"Now, what else do you have to talk about?"
"Mockery? Unforgivable! Kill him, brethren! β
As soon as the squire shouted, the grinning family surrounded me.
"Is ugliness contagious? Your family seems to be emulating the stubbornness you should have eliminated. β
"So what, do you want to get ten for one?"
The squire's weak arms barely supported the ground, wiping away the spit that had spread to the corners of his mouth, and shouted.
"What, are you going to design a bet?"
"Oh, interesting game, but you never got a chance, I have a habit of appreciating death in torture!"
"It sounds very enchanting, but I also have a habit of cleanliness and harvest all rebellious souls!"
For ten seconds, I shuttled through the gap between the family's bodies, accompanied by the sound of falling, and the blood was flowing.
"My record is worth twenty!"
"Hey, are you a human or a ghost?"
The terrifying squire, with a hideous face, shrunk in front of the warehouse door, his slender nails rubbing against the iron door
How do you answer this paradoxical question? Maybe it's the fear devil who controls the human form. However, there has always been a mature set of titles in the outside world. β
I took off my blood-stained gloves and soaked them in the flowing blood, which instantly obscured their original pure color.
"Yes, what is it?"
"Whew, predator of humanity, reaper of souls!"
"What? You're just, isn't it, family..."
The squire's words have been incoherent and incoherent, and the grammar is also a mistake.
"You're the young master of the Bella family!"
"Yes, I have something I would like to consult you, and may be able to absolve you of your sins, shall I try?"
"Please forgive me, and I will repent!"
It is also meaningless for the squire, who collapsed on the cold soil, to keep chattering about repentance.
"How did you join the Black Breakers?"
"Wronged, they kidnapped me and then coerced me!"
Inferior lies are all flaws, and the so-called squires are nothing more than bullies without titles.
"I have a habit of accepting lies and completely eliminating the source of lies!"
"It was me who was in a trance, and it was me who provided all the supplies to barely stay alive. They were short of food, so I did what they liked and led the cavalry to raid the townspeople. β
The squire stared at the angry shadows that surrounded him, and every muscle trembled.
"Scarcity, that means a lot of cavalry?"
"Yes, this city alone is crowded with nearly a hundred thousand cavalry."
The nomadic tribe, 100,000 cavalry is almost all the main force, is it a deception of the national fortune gamble?
"Last question, can you forgive yourself?"
The squire hesitated slightly, the question of salvation, prudence should be.
"No, it's my foolishness, I can't forgive myself!"
"Yes, since they can't be forgiven, the rest of the people are even more powerless, elder, the judgment will be handed over to you!"
"Even if you don't warn, we'll punish him!"
The influx of waves, the warehouses, the boiling, the mutilated squire, is a fate that cannot be violated.
The so-called personal tragedy is, in fact, the existence of the entire false order, no, it should be called, the tragedy of the times. (To be continued.) )