Chapter Twenty-Three: Your Poetry Is Really Good
Two months later.
"The battle was cool for a while, and I was paralyzed for a month."
Due to the severity of his injuries, even with his current physical fitness, he could lie down for a month. After exercising, he was also uncomfortable, as if he hadn't practiced for a month and was wasted.
"The pace of the fight is fast and I have reached proficiency. The stealth hiding of the main attack has also been coming soon. ”
Glancing at the panel, Carlando was satisfied. The increase in will has a high bonus to the practice of all skills.
"Woo! Whining! ”
This is the sound of a warship pulling out. Now the whole Western Sea, no, the whole sea is in chaos, and a steady stream of people choose to go to sea to be a pirate, and the navy feels tricky like never before. After four months of pointless persistence, now I finally can't hold it anymore and is ready to leave.
"Fallen Mariner Mitchlin? I remember the name. ”
Although he had not seen the southern port landing battle and the strait ambush battle with his own eyes, he could determine that Michlin was not a simple character through the information he gathered.
Because of the power of the world government and the inaction of local management, the knowledge and thinking of the common people at the bottom of this world are relatively low. Although the navy will educate the soldiers, it is limited to the headquarters, and the navy branch does not have such good benefits for ordinary soldiers. As a result, Mitchlin's new bounty was set at 20 million.
Carlando wanted to laugh when he heard the number.
Sudden attack, sudden division of troops (Captain Cordo does not know the true strength of O'Hara), a long-term attack, a sudden explosion of the gate, a doomed captain, a successful retreat, a premeditated ambush, a rapidly defeated navy.
This series of events is all strange, but the West Sea Navy is completely unaware of Michilin's extraordinary, and is only angry that he killed the captain of the Lurich base.
Although the Navy left, Carlando's worries intensified. The Navy frequently searched O'Hara and all ships in the nearby waters in an attempt to find the evaporating Mitchlin, though no clues have been found.
But they may gradually discover the hidden secrets of this island. It stands to reason that in the two or three years after Roger's death, most of CP's energy should be focused on Roger's possible heirs. Why did you suddenly turn your attention to O'Hara? This requires a trigger, a fuse.
He didn't know if what Mitchlin had done this time was the trigger for the O'Hara incident, but he knew that time was running out of the cracks.
"When the pace of combat and stealth and hiding are sufficient, start the library project."
A gradual sense of crisis forced Callando to speed up his pace and start leaving O'Hara early.
……
"Grandpa Pence, you mean...... Uncle Bruns died yesterday? Are you sure? ”
Hearing the news that Uncle Bruns committed suicide last night inexplicably, Grandpa Pence, who suddenly came to the door, was blindsided.
"Why? Why did Uncle Bruns commit suicide all of a sudden? That's impossible! ”
"Little Carlando, don't get excited! You're going to hold on! Grandpa knows that Bruns has taken special care of you since he met you. But when a person dies, he cannot live, and we should look forward. Also, Bruns left a will, and all his things are yours to inherit. ”
Grandpa Burns touched Carando's head with pity, took out a letter and handed it to him, and then opened his mouth to say something, but his expression struggled for a moment and gave up.
Carlando took the letter but didn't open it immediately, but looked at Grandpa Pence, silent.
The atmosphere suddenly became heavy.
After a long time, Grandpa Pence finally couldn't stand Carlando's eyes and sighed.
"Grandpa can only tell you that Bruns went on a trip with his son when he was very young, was abducted and his whereabouts are unknown. His wife complained that he had not taken good care of their son, and went out alone with O'Hara's book-buying procession.
Not long ago, his wife seemed to have discovered some key clues, sent a letter to Bruns, and prepared to return with Bruns for a final search. Everything was going well, but the ship that brought his wife back had some accident and died. ”
With that said, Grandpa Pence left, and he couldn't say anything more.
"Accidents? I'm afraid I was secretly executed by CP......"
……
Bruns home.
After reading the diary that Uncle Bruns left behind, Carlando was silent.
Bruns is a native of Book Town, but unlike most newborn people in Book Town, he is a lively and cheerful man, adventurous and fond of different landscapes.
Originally, according to the normal development, he would learn about navigation, and then join caravans and the like to travel the world. But he met his wife, Isaith Tilis.
Ethais Tilis was a quiet and beautiful girl who loved to read, especially poetry. Bruns's first sight at the library fell for him, and from then on he made the library his home, studying everything he could learn about poetry in the hope of pleasing her.
Heaven favored the infatuated lover, and Isces Tilis also fell in love with this lively and cheerful boy, and rejoiced that he studied poetry for himself, and wrote love poems to her day and night.
But God won't always favor them, Bruns lost their child, it was a bolt from the blue, and Isaith Tilis couldn't forgive Bruns for his mistakes until she found the child, and they separated.
And Bruns also lost his memory because he didn't know the life and death of his son and the departure of his wife. Thankfully, though, he wasn't completely amnesiac. He remembered all the memories of his son before he disappeared, but every time night came, he was madly tormented by deep guilt, his wife's complaints, and his helplessness to find his son. When he wakes up the next day, he forgets the memories of yesterday.
When he discovers his own amnesia, he begins to record it everywhere to remind himself, but he can't continue his previous work, and he can't accompany his wife out to look for it, which makes him hate himself even more.
But he has to be strong, he needs money to live, his wife needs money to go out and look for it, and he also wants to save money to make up for his son's guilt of not taking care of him for so many years, so he finds the Tree of All-Science Library, hoping to get a simple job.
He ended up being O'Hara's only postman, then met Carlando nine months ago, received a letter from his wife a month earlier, and learned of her death yesterday.
He can only believe that his son is alive and well. Without his wife's help, he was afraid that he would not be able to move an inch by looking for his son alone.
He chose death.
……
"Groove!"
Callando gritted his teeth and cursed.
"It's just a comic book world that someone else has imagined, why do you have such a lot of emotions? You're just a bunch of false people! ”
Carlando grabbed the diary with both hands and tried to tear it apart, but he lost the strength he had worked so, and the diary did not move, as if it were made of steel.
"Uh......h Whining...... Woo......"
"Uncle Bruns, your poems are so well written."