After the elf Fenwei and the player named Yichen left, Zheng Ming sensed the longing coming from the golden scabbard in his body, and reached out to absorb the vitality in the prismatic boulder.

Feeling the light that kept turning from bright green to dark, Zheng Ming recalled the information he had received from the elf Fenway, and his mind was full of thoughts.

Human nature is good? Or is it human nature? Zheng Ming has been accustomed to arguing about these two issues since he was a child. Whenever Zheng Ming saw people arguing over this issue, he couldn't help but feel bored.

Where is there any good or evil in a newborn baby? Some are only the most complete beastliness. Even the concept of good and evil itself is formed through learning, observation, and education in the process of growing up in the future.

Therefore, Zheng Ming has always believed that a person's good and evil are actually related to his acquired experience.

As for why the same education and the same family sometimes raise two completely different children? Zheng Ming prefers to believe that this is the same problem as the difference in everyone's acceptance of knowledge.

There is no human being, who is born evil. There is no one who is born to be good. Man is inherently a contradictory creature, or should it be said: "Man is born chaotic".

This is what Zheng Ming has always firmly believed.

This is the sensational news from the mouth of Elf Fenway just now.

On the one hand, what did he think the death of those people had to do with him? Anyway, they are all involved in the fight for power, fame, and money. Even those civilians were not spared. They seem to be far from those wars, but everything they enjoy is the fruit of victory in the war, and it is also part of the flesh and blood of the vanquished. They didn't stay out of it.

On the other hand, whenever he recalls the terrible conditions on the battlefield over the years, as well as the more brutal reality after the war, he feels uncomfortable. It's not all because of the bloody cruelty, but the sequelae of the constant collision between the concept of good and evil formed in his previous life and the common sense of this world.

It's ironic. Although Zheng Ming himself rarely has violent emotional ups and downs, his feelings are also very weak. But over the years, his indifference and lack of attention to the outside world has instead formed an image of benevolence and compassion in the eyes of outsiders.

In the midst of this upsetting entanglement and contradiction, Zheng Ming stepped out of the gray jungle and walked in the direction he came.

……

The morning light pierced the gray sky, dyeing the canopy of blue and spreading forward. The dim moon on the other side has not yet had time to hide its whereabouts. There were only three or two stars left in the middle, stubbornly unwilling to leave.

A picture of the sun and the moon.

When the darkness finally dissipated by the morning light, a lake surrounded by jagged rocks and thorny vegetation was revealed.

It is a place located in the jungle between the ancestral land of the Dornians and the jungle where the elf Fenway is located. It's off the beaten track and far from the tribes of the Fellows. It is also because of its hidden location, which few people know. Even the animals that come to drink water are scarce and pitiful.

A ray of morning light shines on the strangely shaped trees and rocks, reflecting dappled light and shadow in the lake. And these lights and shadows also dance because of the ripples spreading from the center of the lake.

The cause of these ripples is a creamy woman. Her long golden hair, scattered behind her back, eventually spread out in the lake, like a golden flower in the morning light, and like a scorching sun rising from the lake. The plum is dazzling and shining.

When the tide of thought fluctuated along the way, Zheng Ming, who didn't pay too much attention to his surroundings, saw the scene in front of him when he came back to his senses.

Zheng Ming, who realized what had happened to him, restrained his breath and hid his body as soon as he was like a normal person. Although he had not experienced such a thing, he had read it before. Normally, this kind of thing would be troublesome, so he decided to wait patiently for the other party to leave.

Zheng Ming didn't wait long, and the blonde woman who was bathing seemed to be in a hurry. Soon swam from the center of the lake to the shore.

Watching the woman land from the direction where Zheng Ming was, she walked sideways while combing her long hair. Zheng Ming secretly said that it was not good.

Just when he couldn't help but search for excuses for what would happen next, the other party turned around and walked behind the strange rock in front of Zheng Ming's hiding place on the left.

Immediately after that, a faint fluctuation of energy came, and after the pale cyan light and the slight sound of the wind, the woman possessed and picked up the clothes and armor from the dead corner where Zheng Ming was.

I saw the woman pick up a long white yarn and wrap it around her chest one by one, until the pair of jade rabbits, which were not very big, were buried flat and flat.

After wrapping her chest, the woman seemed to be a little impatient with the long and scattered hair that covered her vision, so she raised her head and turned her long hair back and simply tied it into a ponytail.

At this point, Zheng Ming, who was limited by the vision behind the grass and trees and the woman's long hair, finally saw the other party's appearance clearly.

"Arthur?"

Zheng Ming, who originally thought that the blue clothes and bright silver armor were a little familiar, was a little dumbfounded when he recognized that the woman before him was Arthur.

And it was this shock that caused him to subconsciously take a small step forward, wanting to take a closer look at this unbelievable fact.

"Who?"

The movement after Zheng Ming's situation was naturally noticed by Arthur. I saw her jump up like a frightened beast, and her murderous sharp eyes shot straight in the direction from which the voice came.

However, the energy in his body was in a state of rage, and he secretly decided in his heart that he would kill Arthur who was peeping even if it was against chivalry, and his face changed greatly when he saw the figure coming out from behind the strange rock.

"Naru? Why are you here? ”

Zheng Ming was stunned on the spot when he heard Arthur's scream of disbelief. Where is Arthur's usually androgynous male voice? This is obviously a girl-like, crisp and pleasant female voice.

At this time, his brain was in chaos, and his brain was out of his control as if it had been infected with a virus.

Scenes from all these years with Arthur kept flashing through my mind.

No wonder. No wonder, sometimes I have weird emotions. It's no wonder that sometimes Arthur exudes a heart-warming charm.

No wonder Arthur was reluctant to agree to the old king's marriage.

It's no wonder that when he first came into contact, he had seen Arthur wear other clothes, but since he inherited the throne, he has either worn that blue outfit or put another pair of armor on it.

No wonder Arthur never showed his injuries after the war, nor did he go with anyone to clean up the blood.

No wonder Gwyna sometimes refers to Arthur as her. I always thought it was Gwynna's slip of the tongue or a translation problem with "Listen to the Voice of Everything". Wait, now that I think about it, Elf Fenway has always used her to call Arthur. Did he know it in the first place?

With every sentence in his heart, Arthur's eccentricities that are different from ordinary people over the years have gradually been answered. Immediately afterwards, Zheng Ming remembered Arthur's unpretentious attitude towards the opposite sex over the years, as well as his lonely behavior of always keeping a distance from others.

It is rumored that he would rather be misunderstood, and he is not far from the arrogance of surrendering his identity to approach others, is it because he is afraid of being exposed? No, it makes sense to say that others, but Gwynna, as Arthur's wife and closest person, can't be unaware!

Thinking of this, Zheng Ming's mind suddenly came up with the news of Gwynna's betrayal that he had found before, as well as his godnephew, the future heir of the kingdom.

Arthur knew that. Is it because I can't be satisfied and I feel indebted to Gwyna? Then he shouldn't have said yes in the first place? Do you hide your identity as a woman for the sake of power? No, he was very opposed to it at first.

The more Zheng Ming thought about it, the more chaotic his mind became. He has always been trying to deny his complex feelings for Arthur, and he has a grudge against Arthur. There is also the incomprehension of his concealment behavior, which is more about the difficulty of pity for the other party and the unimaginable pain he has suffered over the years.

Zheng Ming's mind was churning, but in fact, it was only a few breaths of time.

Under Arthur's uneasy gaze, Zheng Ming stumbled off the strange rock, thinking about her walking.

As the distance between the two sides became closer and closer, Arthur's clear eyes as green as jewels became clearer and clearer in Zheng Ming's eyes.

Zheng Ming didn't know what kind of emotions were contained in it, and perhaps even Arthur himself didn't know.

Zheng Ming, who was sent by the ghost, glanced at Arthur's chest tightly wrapped in gauze, and thought of the action of the two beating each other's chests over the years. Thinking about it at this time, it seems that the feeling of hitting through the thick metal plate armor has also taken on a different power.

Laughing lightly at himself, Zheng Ming walked in front of Arthur. He lifted his hand and brushed Arthur's cheek, dusting the strand of hair that had been clinging to it to his lips and behind her tiny ear.

However, this usual action was exchanged for Arthur's guarded slight dodge. Looking at the other party who closed his eyes with a little fear, Zheng Ming noticed that the other party's straight body and his arms holding his chest were trembling slightly.

With a soft sigh, Zheng Ming crossed his hands over Arthur's shoulders. The pitch-black liquid quickly condensed into a garment that was indistinguishable from the trench coat on his body.

When Arthur sensed the touch on his shoulders and opened his eyes, Zheng Ming had already turned around and taken a few steps forward. She glanced at the iconic jet-black trench coat with Zheng Ming's characteristics, and then looked at the back that seemed to be leaving her, and couldn't help but feel sad.

"Naru, I didn't mean to ......."

Zheng Ming turned his head when he heard this, his previous stunned expression was mixed with a blank expression, and at this time he had returned to his usual lazy appearance.

"I don't think I saw anything just now. If you want to talk, you can always come to me. Of course, if you want me to take the time to listen to the story, you'd better have some good wine. ”

Arthur, who was originally full of anxiety and entanglement, and wanted to stop talking, was slightly stunned when he heard this. Then he closed his mouth.

On the other hand, whenever he encounters an emotional problem that is difficult to choose, Zheng Ming, who is used to avoiding in a half-joking way, turns back again when he sees Arthur's attitude.

In this way, Zheng Ming, who was full of muddy brains and thought that he couldn't think rationally at all in his current state, but was actually running away, turned around and fled.

On the other side, looking at Zheng Ming's pretended calm back, Arthur breathed a sigh of relief and felt a faint sense of loss.

She stood there for a long time, until the sun hung high, and then she began to put on her clothes and armor.

After skillfully putting on the knight's armor that had been required to be put on with the help of the servants, Arthur glanced at the black trench coat in his hand, and gradually regained the majesty that he should have as a king.

On the other side, after bidding farewell to Arthur, Zheng Ming no longer dared to pace leisurely, and hurriedly turned into an ancient dragon form and flew back to the camp.

It was morning, and after the revelry that had lasted until late at night, the camp was deserted.

The floor was littered with smashed wine bowls, as well as roast lamb and bones that had been gnawed. Of course, there are also some soldiers who are drunk and fall asleep on the spot, and there is still a residue of vomit that has been glued together.

The remnants of the mess alone showed how crazy the soldiers had been last night.

In the envious and expectant eyes of the patrolling soldiers, the soldiers kept waking up, greeting, shaking their bodies and rushing towards the tents of their squads. In order to be refreshed on patrol at night, they need to make up for sleep.

And the aborigines here, the old and young women and children of the Dorn, also tiptoed to clean up.

Zheng Ming, who had just arrived, was attracted by the sobbing sound of a Dorn child.

The boy looked like he was eight or nine years old. He has a tiger head and a healthy physique. It seems that because of his young relationship, he didn't have oil paint on the picture and didn't accept tattoos, but he looked like he had a bit of a rare beauty of many people.

And the reason why this Dornite boy who followed an old man in Dorne to clean up the remaining garbage was because he saw the remains of a roast sheep stuck in a wooden stick.

"Woo woo, Dolly, why? Woo woo, Azu, why die it? ”

The little boy's questioning made the old man's movements pause slightly, and then he quickly cleaned up the garbage while explaining casually.

"Because we were defeated. Those who are white-skinned will eat meat, so we can only kill sheep. Compared to those who were burned and looted after the defeat, those who starved to death, and those who were not as good as starving, we are already considered lucky. The Celts were a little more merciful to the losers than our original kings. ”

"Why? Why do we fight each other? Grandpa, didn't you say that they weren't all human beings like us? ”

"yes. Why? I don't know. All I know is that we have no choice, we will die if we refuse the king's orders, we will die if we are defeated, and we can only win in order to live. ”

"But...... We've failed, but we're alive, aren't we? ”

"yes. That's why we are lucky compared to others. At least we live! So the sheep, the cows, and the horses, if they want to eat, give them to eat. Everything that belongs to the vanquished belongs to the victors. This has been true since ancient times. ”

"But grandpa...... It's always been that way, right? ”

The old man was stunned when he heard this, and he turned to look at his grandson. At this time, a pair of serious black eyes were staring at him closely. Looking at the grandson in front of him who was bullied because he had a pair of evil eyes, but he had always been kinder than everyone else, the old man was a little speechless.

Is that right? Isn't that right?

If a person lies, then you can call him a liar.

Ten people lie, and although you don't say him to your face, you will still call him a liar.

But what about a hundred people? What about a thousand? What about 10,000 people? What about everyone but you?

That would be the ideal. That would be a dream. That would become faith. Eventually, that will be the case!

And the person who insists on the truth will be seen as a liar or a madman.

(End of chapter)