Silence enveloped this lonely grove.

Duchamp circled around a fir tree in a dull circle, which was too complicated for him, too harmful to his brain cells.

After several turns, he finally thought of a simple question: "Then how did Morgana and you become mortal enemies?" ”

Eisenberg sneered and said, "This is the other side of this incident. There were so many empty positions in the imperial capital at once, and there were always some upstarts who came to power, and Morgana's father suddenly became a hot real power faction in the army. As a member of the investigation team, his family was second only to the other in the matter. Of course, if that's all there is to it, then I shouldn't have any grudges against their family. ”

"One day, three years after that incident, an old man suddenly came to our house.

Having lost our territory and property, as well as our source of income, our family had to move to the civilian quarters of the imperial capital, and few people would come to visit us.

In those days, my father became more and more decadent and unable to extricate himself. At that time, my mother often washed her face with tears, and I didn't know how to maintain the family, and although I was not young, I didn't know what to do.

When my mother saw the old man, she hurriedly went to pay her respects. He was my mother's titular uncle, former Prime Minister Coventry Price, and my mother was a side branch of the Price family.

When the old man with white hair walked in, his father was as drunk as ever, and he walked in without notice, took his father's flask, threw it out, and shouted, 'Tren, one cannot be completely defeated for one thing in one's life. ’

It was a wise old man who comforted my mother and asked her to take me to the next room to play. I pretended to go to the roof to play, but through a skylight, I listened to their conversation thoroughly.

'There's nothing wrong with you, Tren, it's just that I accidentally got you involved. The old man said.

My father lifted up his eyes and said in confusion, 'Why do you say that, as far as I know, you are such an upright man that you should have nothing to do with such a thing.' ’

'The affairs of the court are all related to the whole body. I'm very sorry that I neglected your family when I was still a little powerful in the early years. Even when this niece of mine married you, I was unable to attend your wedding, and in the end you were implicated and lost your reputation and status. The old man sighed and said, 'Maybe I should have retired a little sooner, and not be a thorn in the side of others, and these unfortunate things would not have happened.' ’

Why do you say that? My father asked, puzzled.

It's all about power, we're all other people's pawns, somebody plays a big game of chess and plays everybody in it. ’

The old man stroked his white beard and said, "Those dead young officers are just a bunch of young people who don't know anything about the world, can they really plan things for people of their class?" And you, Tren, do you know where your biggest mistake is? Is it for your subordinates to cry out for injustice, is it you who insist on a thorough investigation of the Hamel incident, and now that the vested interests of this incident have sat firmly in the government, will they let people open that page again? No, it won't, they're going to try desperately to cover up that piece of history and can't wait to bury it in the ground. ’

My father's eyes widened, and he said, 'But what about the reputation of the dead, what about the so-called justice, don't you want those things?' ’

'Let go Tren, for the sake of your wife and children, give up this obsession and live, you will never be his opponent, even I, relative to him, am just a naïve stupid old man. The old man said helplessly.

'Who is he?' My father asked.

'Kyrias Osborne, the smartest, most cunning, and most capable of all power I have ever met in my life, who plays with all the people, including the militants, the brainless young officers under your command, the nobles and commoners, and of course the reaction of me and the whole cabinet, I am not wronged in his hands. Tren, you should forget about this completely, after all, the empire still needs a powerful man like him to continue to push the country forward, don't you? The old man said with tears in his eyes.

When I heard this answer, I was so shocked that I almost fell off the roof, and so did my father.

Then I gradually understood something.

The man, who calculated everything, through the instigation and dramatic development of this matter, took over the remnants of the militant faction in the court, co-opted a large group of opportunists among the nobility like the Morgana family, and succeeded in agitating the plebeian faction to form the so-called reformers, thus monopolizing the power of the court.

The former prime minister's accusations against him were not unfounded.

If there is no premeditation, how can such a secret planned incident be discussed in the community of ordinary officers.

If there is no premeditation, why did the whistleblower's so-called sense of justice not erupt immediately after the incident, but coincidentally was exposed at a time when the empire was deeply involved in a war of great depth, so that the entire court could not come to power.

If there is no premeditation, why is my family, which happens to be related to the prime minister's family, involved in this matter!

All the evidence proves that the truth of the so-called Hamel incident is only for the position of prime minister.

After talking to my father for a long time, the old man left a sum of money for our family and the opportunity to come to Rurei to go to school.

After that incident, I had planned to enroll in the Tolz Non-commissioned Officer School to continue my family's martial arts traditions, so that my father might be able to cheer up. But unexpectedly, my application was rejected, which made my father even more sad. ”

Silence, like a dark cloud, enveloped the woods.

Duchamp reluctantly looked up among the dense foliage of the fir trees, searching for the sky. I don't even have the idea of going in circles.

After a while, it was Eisenberg who spoke first. "You don't seem too surprised by what I'm saying, why?"

Duchamp said melancholy: "Who let my brother have an unusual head!" ”

In his heart, Duchamp couldn't help but lament, 'Originally, I just wanted to find some clues related to memory loss, but I didn't expect this stall to get bigger and bigger! ’

Suddenly, he thought of one more thing, 'Every time my brother hears these five words of Prime Minister Osborne, he will feel disgusted in his heart, could it be because of this incident?' ’

The missing memory is useless to think about it, and if you think too much, you will fall into a coma. Duchamp scratched his head and asked, "Then what are you going to do?" After all, the other party is not an ordinary person, and you don't have any evidence, this is just a kind of reasoning, maybe he just happened to encounter and skillfully used that potential? ”

Eisenberg melancholy grabbed an innocent fir branch and pulled the leaves off one by one.

"I'm not so self-conscious that I want to be his enemy. I just want to join the army and then uncover the truth about the Hamel tragedy and restore my father's reputation, and that's enough. ”

Duchamp's face was covered with black lines, which he felt was a dead end. He put a hand on Eisenberg's shoulder and said in a tone of rare earnestness:

"You may not be able to find the truth for the rest of your life, so what will you do? In my opinion, it is better to follow what the old man said, 'A person cannot be knocked down by one thing in his life', concentrate on something more meaningful, and continue to pay attention to this matter in his heart. ”

Eisenberg nodded, trying to cheer himself up, "I'm the eldest son in the family, and I have to think about the family. If I don't get selected by the military when I graduate, I will learn more from you how to make money to solve the financial problems for my family. ”

Duchamp carefully probed Eisenberg's character data, and his strength was only a mere third order. He frowned and said: "It seems that you are still determined to go to the army, with your current strength, there is no advantage in going to the army, from tomorrow, you get up in the morning and go to the mountain behind the orchard, I will guide you, so you have to cross the threshold of the fifth order." ”

Eisenberg nodded, suddenly feeling relieved. "For some reason, after telling you this matter in its entirety, I suddenly felt much more relaxed."

A happy smile appeared on Duchamp's face, and he slapped Eisenberg on the shoulder.

"It's a good idea, Sao Nian, it's still different to bear such a secret alone and share it with others!"