Chapter 7: Encounter with the Tower

Although Augustus did not confess to the mysterious and noble woman this time, he also thought that he could at least develop a revolutionary friendship again, but with the disappearance of that woman, his little abacus all failed, so that Augustus was not interested in everything around him, and casually hunted a alder beast and two white wolves, and Augustus immediately left the alder mountain that often made him linger before.

Today's list of military service is announced, but it is not the most terrible for Augustus, according to the usual practice of the city, tomorrow the magnates in the city, as well as the white cardinal Raphael of St. Thomas's church, and the city lord Urgarte will attend the recruit conference, give a speech, and after the speech, the list of recruits will be announced, and by then everything will be settled, it is not difficult to imagine that after that moment, the thorn in his side will be no more obvious.

Resentment? Augustus did not resent these two adults who tampered with his fate. Even in a general sense, Augustus was somewhat grateful to these two great men, after all, not every commoner was eligible for the favor of these two great men.

Opportunity, this thing is incomparably important to civilians, and the vast majority of civilians have no chance, so they can only fight quietly and honestly at the bottom of society. Therefore, even if the nobles in the upper echelons make a small joke, many commoners will squeeze their heads to fight for it.

Augustus was not the only one who had this idea, it was an extremely common idea in the Empire - the lower had no right to talk about resentment, the superior had the right to decide the fate of the inferior, and the inferior had only two choices, to survive or to perish? This is the environment in which the civilians of Noxus live.

Death? Even when he was alone with a ferocious boar on the Alder Mountain, scarred by the boar, Augustus never thought of this simple and stupid word full of complex meanings.

For Augustus, who had already died once, survival was far more complicated, difficult, and rewarding than death......

If he gets the attention of these two adults again, this is the question that Augustus has been thinking about to this day, after all, this is the life talisman that he temporarily saves his life.

Augustus returned to the city of Alders. It's not even two o'clock in the afternoon.

But today is not without fun, and when I returned to the city, there was an interesting episode, which took place on the tower where Augustus would climb and look forward every time he returned to the city.

The castle tower has a history of more than 300 years, but it was actually officially built 200 years ago, and the walls of the castle, which was not very famous at the beginning of its establishment, were not high or strong. However, with the development and prosperity of the empire, the city wall of the city has been continuously increased and towering, and almost every year the city lord will send craftsmen to repair and strengthen the city wall. Every few years, craftsmen will build the city wall, so that two hundred years later, the city wall is now the tallest building in the city, three or four hundred feet deep.

Standing on the top of the castle tower, you can overlook the castle, so it has become a favorite place for both commoners and nobles, teenagers and old people.

As long as it is not a day when the castle tower is closed, there are people on the castle tower no matter what time it is. At two o'clock in the afternoon, it is the peak period, children, teenagers, old people, slaves, commoners, nobles, former rulers. Most of today's people in power have gathered here.

In the arms of their parents, the children are very excited to stand on the city wall and look out, the young people look at the city showing vitality and ambition, and the old people reminisce about the past eventful years. The slave cautiously looked around the tower. Freedom is desired, commoners are hungry for power, and those in power want to go further.

Every day, different people come together, but the emotions basically don't change much: reminiscing about the past and looking forward to the future!

Augustus, who was young, was attached to the tower. Holding on to the city wall and looking at the city's landmark city lord's mansion, the corners of his mouth hooked a faint smile, and there was a look of vicissitudes in his eyes full of ambition that anyone could see.

A young boy had a look of vicissitudes on his face that only middle-aged and old people have. It's incredible, it's unbelievable, and no one can understand it. It's just that the vicissitudes that flashed by were rarely noticed, and everyone noticed only the very dazzling ambition and ** in Augustus's eyes.

Commoners abound on the castle towers, and there are no longer a few young people who have such ambitions as Augustus in the eyes of young people looking to the future, even if Augustus is a little handsome, but there is not a badge on his chest that is worthy of attention, it is really difficult to attract anyone's attention.

The identity of a commoner in Noxus is actually a misalignment, a synonym for mediocrity and humility. If Augustus had worn a coat of arms of a noble family, such as the stag coat of arms of the family of Gnaeus, he would have been treated very differently.

Standing guard on the castle tower has always been a task that the soldiers of the city have been scrambling to grab. Every Noxus resident crammed their heads in the hope of taking a step forward, even if it was a small one. This castle tower infested by commoners and nobles has naturally become the best place for the soldiers defending the city to display their talents and get any place for the nobles, if once they win the favor of that nobleman and become a family guard with a badge on their chest, wouldn't it be equivalent to soaring?

Feihuang Tengda, both men and women, young and old, have a mind.

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The inhabitants of the Noxus Empire are empires that strictly follow the basic natural laws of survival of the fittest and survival of the fittest, which also constructs the world of pyramid structure, so there are few superiors and many subordinates, which also forms a situation of confrontation between superiors and subordinates.

In the eyes of most civilians, the superior is an irresistible existence, but in reality? The superior does not mind leaving little room for the lower to advance, or even a position in power for the lower, but this presupposes that the lower one needs to show enough instinct and luck, otherwise he will only be in the company of death in the endless jokes of the superior nobles.

In the eyes of the superiors, isn't the funniest toy the civilians struggling to squeeze into their world? As for the weak like ants, how can we attract their attention?

However, if the commoners expect the nobles to be tolerant, patient and kind to them, they are making a mistake. A wise commoner should understand one thing, when a nobleman favors you, then you are equivalent to getting the same attention from the two sisters of Lady Luck and Goddess of Doom, as for whether luck has the upper hand or bad luck is stronger, it can only depend on the choice of fate, and this so-called fate is a double-edged sword in the hands of nobles.

However, there are always people in history who can break the perfect world carefully constructed by the superiors, and every few decades in the history of the Noxian Empire, there will be one or two people who break the unbreakable rules set by the nobility. Break into the aristocratic world they have worked so hard to run, wreak havoc, and rise above most of them.

For example, General Darius, the fourth knight of the empire, who rose unstoppably from the army more than ten years ago, and General Burnham, who became the ruler of the Noxian Empire during the alternation of the old and new nobles more than fifty years ago?

However, after all, there are still too few of these people, so although the rules of the aristocratic world have been attacked several times, they have not been completely destroyed, so the nobility is still the most noble and powerful existence in the empire.

"Another fanatical, daydreaming little cub. Not everyone can be a nobility in Noxus! Augustus laughed at the soldier who turned his head and glanced at him and muttered in a disdainful tone. If the words of a person of the same status as an ordinary commoner still cared, how could he become the figure at the center of imperial power, the aristocratic class?

Augustus turned around and prepared to descend the tower. Unexpectedly, I found that the soldier who had shown a disdainful look on his face just now was standing respectfully in front of a middle-aged man who stood out from the crowd in demeanor, speech, and bearing, and the soldier bowed slightly and whispered to the middle-aged man who looked quite elegant and talkative.

This middle-aged man with a temperament that stands out from the crowd seems to have an extraordinary identity!

At this moment, Augustus couldn't help but have a phrase in his mind that was very widely circulated in the aristocratic world: "Success or failure is actually a joke!" ”

Naturally, this sentence is not the words that the aristocracy should say to the aristocracy, but the words of some boring aristocracy to ordinary commoners and wealthy people who are quite wealthy but do not have the corresponding status.

In a joke, isn't the fate of your commoners in a joke of our nobles? Augustus did not have much emotion about this sentence that circulated in the aristocratic world, neither cynical nor lamenting that the commoners had no hope of survival under the oppression of the aristocracy, he was very sensible to approve of this sentence, but did not take it as a wise saying.

Apparently, the soldier, who had probably not heard of it, had taken it as a wise saying. No, Augustus almost didn't have to think about it to know that the soldier must have carefully looked at the middle-aged man's dress, temperament, and conversation, and thought that this middle-aged man with an aristocratic elegance and unique temperament was a nobleman with a hidden identity. Isn't this just respectfully showing yourself in front of this middle-aged man? The purpose is self-evident, but I hope that this noble gentleman will be in a good mood, take him as a family guard, and become a family servant with a badge.

If this guard meets this middle-aged man, he is a real rich and powerful nobleman. Then this middle-aged man's favored guard is naturally considered to be prosperous, but what if this middle-aged man is just a rich man with good elegant habits? Then the guard guarding the city will naturally fall into the abyss.

No, success or failure is actually a joke. For the higher-ups. Any performance of the subordinate in front of them is ridiculous and not worth mentioning, just like the guard who is trying his best to show his cultivation and role at this moment, hoping to be favored by the middle-aged man with an extraordinary temperament.

Augustus was not in the slightest displeasure or annoyance at the snobbery of the guard, and in all fairness, even if he stood in the guard's position, there was no guarantee that he could do better than the guard. It's just that he may grovel to the nobles who come and go in the castle towers, but he will never pin his hopes on the nobles who can use him as a toy at any time.

"Hold the throat of fate and move forward step by step on the breath of fate!" Pinning your hopes on other nobles who see you as a joke is the same as wishing for Lady Luck's! ~Did the child lift her long skirt to reveal her snow-white thighs? Unrealistic.

The middle-aged man, who was holding a golden cane in his hand, although he did not like the chatter of the enthusiastic soldier, maintained a very good cultivation and demeanor, and did not show any dissatisfaction, so that the soldier who was good at observing words and expressions was a little excited to think that the young man seemed to be very satisfied with his ability.

He looked into the eyes of the guard beside him, and he could almost read the whole mind of this guard in his eyes, which he hadn't looked at the big man in the army with such eyes decades ago? Therefore, even if he has become a nobleman who looks down on the commoners, he can show proper understanding. Instead of being rough with this soldier out of boredom, he has the right and the power.

The middle-aged man smiled at the guard, and then walked past the guard, looking curiously at the young man in front of him who had just passed him, his eyes were clear, there was no young man's vigor and ambition, just like a young man who was an ascetic.

He had seen a lot of this kind of boy, and he would not be interested in this kind of boy in his current status, and his willingness to be interested in this boy happened to be the vicissitudes of life in Augustus's eyes when he looked at the castle tower.

Young people with such temperament are incredibly rare.

When the middle-aged man passed by him. The soldier understood that the great man had very tactfully rejected his offer. The soldier was not surprised at all, just a little disappointed, after all, this situation had already tried his best to at least triple digits since he became a soldier of Alder City.

But even so, he still noticed the curiosity in the middle-aged man's eyes about the departed young man, and the soldier immediately talked to a companion beside him, and then tried to maintain a good demeanor in front of the middle-aged man.

Setback? If a person can smile after a hundred rejections, will he collapse in the face of a hundred and one rejections? Ollie, a soldier with a face as thick as the walls of Alder City, naturally wouldn't.

"The greatest pain in life is not failure, but stopping and not doing your best before you can succeed." Ollie, who took the words of the famous philosopher Goethe more than 200 years ago in Noxus as a wise saying, was rejected by middle-aged people. Catching the curiosity in the eyes of the middle-aged man, he immediately ran to the middle-aged man's expression without any hesitation and fought for his fate one last time.

The middle-aged man in an expensive black brown bear coat slowed down, and it seemed that he could let Ollie catch up! Ollie trotted over to the middle-aged man. With a smile on his face, he said respectfully: "My lord, that young man's name is Augustus, and it is said that the lord of the city of Urgart and the priest of St. Thomas, Cardinal Raphael, are very fond of this young man with potential. ”

Ollie immediately stopped, he didn't want the big man to be annoyed and angry by his repeated entanglements. Ask him for one arm or one thigh. Still, Ollie stared at the middle-aged man's back, hoping that the middle-aged man would stop and turn back.

However, the middle-aged man never meant this, and the middle-aged man muttered to himself that Ollie would definitely collapse on the ground and tremble when he stopped: "I didn't expect these two little guys to have a good eye!" This just makes such outstanding young people the object of the 'attention' of this recruit conference. Isn't it a bit of a waste? Although the middle-aged man felt a little pity for the young man named Augustus, there was no pity in his eyes and tone, but it was so bland.

Pity? Is it a pity for a little guy who doesn't stand out from the crowd of ant-like recruits?

Two little guys, if Ollie heard the middle-aged man's words that were almost lawless in Alder City, even if the middle-aged man agreed to follow him, he would hesitate, wondering if this middle-aged man with a dignified appearance and more noble than the nobles was a madman, and dared to evaluate their lord of Ergart like this, didn't he know the terrible and cruel nature of Lord Ergat? Of course, Ollie, who fell behind the middle-aged man, naturally didn't hear the middle-aged man's self-talk, but just looked at the middle-aged man with expectant eyes, hoping that the middle-aged man could turn back.

After walking a distance of about thirty or forty meters, the middle-aged man never looked back, but stopped, the corners of his mouth hooked a slight arc, and said slowly: "I'm not very familiar with Alder City, young man, would you like to be my tour guide?" ”

Ollie, who was already desperate and almost completely dead, heard these words as if he had seen heaven, and a look of determination flashed in his eyes, and he responded almost without hesitation: "My lord, it is my pleasure! ”

Ollie's decision was costly, first of all, he had to give up his job as a stable and comfortable gatekeeper, and second, he had to run the risk that he might not be accepted by the big man, as any resident of the Noxian Empire knew that becoming a family guard with a badge on his chest was not an easy task, and there were many tests to pass......

This also echoes the saying that has been circulating in Valoran since ancient times: success or failure is in a joke.

Augustus, who had already walked down the tower, knew that the big man who had just passed by him seemed to have begun to notice him, and at this moment, Augustus was thinking about what kind of bad taste the lord of Urgat, who was recognized by almost all the nobles of the city as cunning, cruel, bloodthirsty, and wise, would show to play with his playfulness, which was already locked in a cage.

Oh, remember, that you should not call Lord Ergarth tomorrow, for he has always liked to be called General Ergart on such occasions.

Cardinal Raphael was right, Augustus was a natural politician! Look, isn't knowing how to read words, pay attention to details, and grasp the opportunity to be the foundation that a good politician needs to have?

It's a pity that Augustus, who was not destined to be an aristocrat by birth, has lost the foundation of becoming a politician with a knife in his smile. In any part of the Valoran continent, on the soil without a basis of power, no matter how gorgeous and conquering words are, they are nothing more than a dead letter. (To be continued.) )