The sky of the Fortress of Dawn was always gray, as if it had been doused with lead, and it pressed a qiē very low. In this regard, White also asked Lawrence Centurion: why is it called "Fortress of Dawn" when the weather is so bad tomorrow and the sun does not shine all year round? Lawrence's answer was simple, but one that White remembered forever: "Dejia is the eternal night, and Erathia is the dawn of life." From night to light, there must always be a transition. And our fortress is the 'before dawn'. ”

"Before Dawn", the moment when darkness is the thickest and most cruel, but it is named "Dawn". I have to say that this is a very romantic beautification, and it is also an extremely sharp irony. Anyone, as long as they are in the fortress of dawn, has to bear the responsibility and pain that ordinary people cannot bear, as if they are really in the polar night, and they are constantly subjected to boundless torture.

Patience and sacrifice have long been the norm in this land, like rain and air, but it is not without meaning. Because behind the fortress, thousands of Erathians can live peacefully in the sunshine without fear of being swallowed up by evil spirits from Dega.

It is only for this reason that countless young people like White willingly fight, suffer, and die in Si. Even in that cramped and humble sergeant cemetery, not even a single tombstone with a name or surname could be erected; Even in the rows of empty graves, there are actually only boxes of ashes buried in them, and they can't distinguish each other's ashes. Because the sergeants feared that one day they would be awakened by the evil Master Dejia and become an ignorant accomplice of the undead, so they could only choose to be completely cremated to ashes after death.

There was a while. White would often come to the deserted cemetery at midnight, nervously wandering from one tomb to another, as if to pick an ideal final place for himself.

And this "quirk" of his was discovered by Lawrence by chance. It stands to reason that such an act can be classified as a "demoralized manifestation", and it can be punished with whipping or even hard labor under military regulations. But the centurion did not punish him for his "evil deeds", but after a moment of silence he took White to a remote corner of the cemetery, pointing to an old burial ground: "Here sleeps my chief, who promised to lend me a corner." Now I can promise you to come in with you. ”

The centurion then left alone, leaving White alone in the dilapidated tomb. All night. And since then. He never returned to the sergeant's cemetery.

In many cases, the reason why people can persist in living is actually because they have found a spiritual sustenance. Even if it seems to outsiders, it is small, insignificant, and bizarre.

But it's a "pity" that. After all, White did not use the resting place that Lawrence had lent.

Because of the framing of the despicable aristocracy. Because of the vicious military justice, because of the tragic death of more than a dozen innocent comrades. Centurion Lawrence had to use the sword in his hand to seek "fragile" justice in this "Fortress of Dawn" that was so black that he could not see his fingers. And White as a staunch supporter of Lawrence. From the very beginning, he was firmly on the side of the chief. Because in his opinion, aristocratic villains are actually the worst enemies of good civilians like undead monsters. The biggest difference between the two is that the former eats people and the latter humiliates corpses.

Killing a colleague in the army is a serious crime, and killing a nobleman is a third-degree crime.

Therefore, after bringing the head of the martyr back to the cemetery to pay tribute to his comrades who had died, Lawrence and White had to quickly flee from Fortress of Dawn and embark on a thousand-mile journey of death.

It must be said that the rule of the aristocratic class has long been entrenched in Erathia. Just a series of wanted notices for Tuoying that passed on to all directions made it difficult for the two of them to move an inch in the future.

In the mouth of official propaganda, Lawrence and White are no longer loyal fighters who eradicate traitors and resolutely uphold the laws and regulations of the country, but instead appear in front of the people as a pair of bandits who do all kinds of evil, collude with foreign enemies, and kill people.

At first, White would still feel aggrieved, and would take the initiative to explain to the civilian women and children who recognized him, trying to justify his innocence. But the result was to scare others away quickly, and they were reported again and again, and were fiercely pursued by the ensuing ferocious. It wasn't until later that White became indifferent and numb, until he was completely dead. As long as he doesn't get into trouble, even if the country boy throws stones at him, he will only be unaware, and he will no longer try to justify anything. Of course, if it was some "activists" who wanted to help the nobles catch people and receive rewards, White would not be stingy with the bow and crossbow anymore, and directly "completely persuaded" them.

As time went on, the road to escape became more and more difficult, and injuries and fatigue invaded people's bodies all the time. If you don't get cultivation again, I'm afraid you'll really be at the end of your rope.

As a last resort, White had no choice but to follow Lawrence to pick a gang of thieves he encountered along the way, kill its leader, and replace him.

"My lord, what are we going to do in the future, will we always be thieves?"

With a temporary place to stay, the two were finally able to take a break, heal their injuries, and recover their bodies. But White's love for Xù is getting more and more depressed. Especially when he saw the stubborn and stupid faces around him, he even felt that he had completely become the heinous people described in the official wanted notice.

"White, why do nobles break the law but don't have to admit guilt? And we will be beaten as rebels for maintaining military discipline? Lawrence didn't answer White's question, but asked rhetorically.

"The nobility always helps the nobility." I didn't understand why the chief asked that, and White didn't think much about it, and replied directly.

"What about military law? Isn't military law binding on all sergeants? Lawrence asked rhetorically.

"There is no way for the nobles to not obey military law, they are all officers and generals."

"Yes, you're right, military law only governs civilian soldiers, but it can't control the heads of those 'noble lords'."

"It seems so." White became less and less aware of what the chief was trying to say, and just nodded.

"So, since this 'military law' is only helping the nobles to control us, harm us, and enslave us, then why do we still obey it!?" Finally, Lawrence calmly spoke out the question that had been in his heart for many days.

Indeed, the law is nothing more than a tool of domination, and it has become extremely biased in favor of the ruling class in nature. But since the superior has been so "garbage" that he refuses to play according to the rules of the game he has set, and he still cheats as a scoundrel, then it is okay not to play this game.

"I... I don't know..."

The logical corollary is so simple, but White has never thought so, not even most of the people in this world. This has to be said to be the sorrow of the "foolish-people", or the great victory of "foolishness-civilian-governance".

"Since that's not the good law, why can't you push it over? Otherwise, the good people will always live in a disguised peace, but they may be mutilated or even killed by the nobles at any time. ”

After a difficult escape, Lawrence matured through reflection and reflection, and then began to enter a realm that he had never thought of before. And once you enter this unfamiliar realm, you will find that you actually have too many and too heavy shackles wrapped around your body, which need to be removed urgently.

"The aristocracy won't agree, they won't let the common people make the law." Surprised by the chief's words, White instinctively knew that it was nothing more than "fool's dream".

"Yes, those ugly nobles will not agree, they cannot give up the 'power' to enslave us. Therefore, you can only kill them as many as you want. Lawrence's manifesto was categorical, as if he had faced the ghost of Dejia. And now, in his mind, the decaying aristocracy of Erathia is also like the undead, the worst enemy of ordinary and good people.

"Kill the light? Can it be done? At first glance, White couldn't believe it.

"Go to the Hurricane Wastes, a remote area that the criminal aristocracy doesn't yet control. We're going to build up our strength there, and then we'll find a way to come back and sanction those evil nobles. Finally, Lawrence revealed his plan.

"It's... Will it work? At first glance, White's thoughts just didn't believe it. With only two people, how could they defeat the nobles of the kingdom with countless armies and the Templars.

"I don't know, but I have to try. Otherwise, the nobility will always do whatever they want in this land! Lawrence's gaze was firm and solemn, like a fearless warrior walking between the gallows.

“… Okay, I'm willing to follow the chief. There wasn't much hesitation, and although he was still shocked, White was still willing to follow Lawrence all the way to the end.

Next, the two led the newly submitted thieves all the way south... Until... Kent...

Lawrence's death at the hands of the Knights of the Round Table was an acceptable ending, but it was a huge blow to White. After all, the warriors of the commoners could not defeat the noble warriors. Is the path of the Centurion really not a little impossible? White didn't know, he couldn't think clearly, he just felt like ashes.

I don't know how many days and nights passed, and the former kingdom brigadier general, Viscount Salk, received him alone. The two men talked for five minutes in their cell at Windsor Castle, mostly the old man talking, and White was just silent. The conversation was simple, the old man stated that the centurion had saved White's life with his own death, and at the same time, the old man arranged a funeral for Lawrence that was worthy of the proud soldiers of the kingdom. At the very least, on a sunny hill, Lawrence has a "good home" that would never have existed in the Fortress of Dawn cemetery. In return, White will not be able to stay in Erathia, after all, he is still the second fugitive on the Kingdom Wanted Notice. In response, the Viscount "hopes" that White will follow and protect Moriarty, a noble son and mage apprentice who had wounded himself with a magic arrow in the Battle of the Village, to Bracada. As for reaching the land of the mage, then follow White's heart, and go wherever he wants.

White thought about it all night, and finally agreed.

In exchange, the old man promised him that he would always take good care of the centurion's grave, and that no idlers would disturb his peace. (To be continued......)