In the square, countless skeleton soldiers stood there, making noisy and chaotic sounds. High up, a gray-robed mage stepped forward and waved his staff.

The staff flickered with a white light from the starting point, drifting downward. The bones of the skeleton soldiers that the light touched were fleshy and bloody, and they turned back into human form.

Those who have gone back to their original ways are shouting, cheering, laughing, running... In the hustle and bustle, none of the people around him noticed Carl, who still looked like a skeleton.

"Now, remember?"

Everything around is gone, and only Carl himself remains.

"It's... Are you sure? Karl looked around, then at himself, and said.

"Abandoned, is it painful?" The voice rang out again. "Shameful, vile, ugly people, forget you. How abominable they are. ”

As soon as it had said that, a sword appeared beside Karl.

Then, his original subordinates --- reverted to their human form and appeared in front of him again. They were standing there loosely, chatting, occasionally raising the bottle beside them, drinking wine, and occasionally laughing.

"Everyone is happy, only I am abandoned, why?"

The voice came closer, lowering its pitch--- almost in Karl's ear, and said.

Carl picked up the sword beside him.

"Yes, that's it, raise your sword. There's a guy in front of you, walk over... Walk over slowly. ”

Karl shook a little, followed the voice instructions, and walked over.

"Now, raise your sword and stab it."

Karl raised his sword in his hand. After that, the bones of his hand trembled slightly, but they did not pierce it.

"A slight stab and he won't die. It's just going to bleed, it's going to hurt, it's going to scream---- it's all he deserves. ”

"Who told him to forsake his companions? Who told him to forsake you? It's fair, it's appropriate, it's what should be done. Why are they all restored to the way they were, and only you are the only one who still bears the curse? It's okay, it's just a light stab..."

The voice grew softer and lower, and Karl's hands trembled more and more. After that, the tremor spread throughout his body, and he let out an 'oops', dropped his sword, and sat down on the ground.

"Revenge is due." The voice was silent for a moment, and then said again. "If you don't retaliate, they'll look down on you... Those who are rescued will look down on you. Because in their eyes, you have been abandoned by fate. ”

After it said so, in Karl... And next to Yuan Sen's ears, a voice suddenly sounded.

"It's dangerous this time." A soldier said.

"yes." Another soldier said. "If the body can absorb the light, it will recover. If we can't absorb it, we can only stay as it is--- we're so lucky. ”

"Why not just stay the same?" The third soldier whispered. "I've heard that if you don't take advantage of this opportunity to recover, you'll die soon."

"Really?" The first two soldiers looked at him.

"Of course it's true." The third soldier looked left and right, lowered his voice, and spoke in a voice that was eager to share his secret. "Not only will they die, but their bones will quickly rot and turn into a puddle of mud!"

"It's... It's terrible, isn't it? The soldier who spoke first before said.

"It's pathetic, too." The second soldier said.

"Poor what?" The third soldier said again. "I heard people say that this is a selection. As long as you are loyal enough to the Lord, you can pass the test of magic and be restored to the original state. ”

"And those who can't pass the test are not good themselves! To the sovereign... And the kingdom is not loyal enough! You deserve to die! ”

"Really? It was well deserved. The first two soldiers agreed.

The voices of the soldiers faded away, and turned into a noisy clamor again.

"They're disgusting." Behind Carl, the voice rang out again.

"It's just your subordinates. This one, when he couldn't fight before, others disliked him, and it was you who took the trouble to teach him; That one, when my mother is sick and has no money for treatment, it is you, who would rather starve your own family than be willing to pay for help. ”

"And the most vicious, the one who thinks you deserve it. He broke the laws of the kingdom and deserved to be put to death, and it was you who vouched for him with your past merits and saved him. ”

"What did they say when they got your help? One by one, they swore desperately in front of you that they would definitely repay you. They're going to lend a helping hand when you need it--- but now, look, what do they do when you really need it? ”

"Whoosh! Sou! ”

Karl raised his sword and swung it wildly through the air.

"Lift up your sword and stab it at them, isn't it a due reward? You don't need to kill them, stab them, hurt them, make them feel pain, maybe they'll remember you. ”

Those three people appeared again in front of Karl.

"Pick up the sword... Yes, that's all... Walk slowly... Raise your sword... Stab past! ”

Karl raised his sword.

Solidify and fade.

"But according to you, the mages have 'knowledge'. The study of magic and the principles of magic is far beyond the level of the aristocracy. Pluto said. Isn't that enough to guarantee their victory? ”

"There are many kinds of knowledge." Wang Luo said. "Some are aimed at resources outside the group, in the world; Some are aimed at relationships within groups, between people. ”

"In confrontation, it cannot be said that any kind of knowledge is absolutely strong. Either way, victory is possible--- even if it is a defeat for both sides, and complete destruction is completely reasonable. ”

"Probably not." Pluto said. "Both sides of the battle are sensible people who take care of the big picture and will not let the situation go to that point."

"That's hard to say." Wang Luo said. "People tend to only focus on immediate interests. In the long run, most of them, most of the time, don't think about it. ”

"This... The aristocracy can still think about long-term development. Pluto said.

"That's the value of experience." Wang Luo said. "Their ancestors did it, their father did it, and they did it."

And the rebels, who do not think about the long-term problem--- are not because they are dumber than the nobles. Just because they occupy very few resources. ”

"When they were younger, their parents thought about this year's harvest and whether they would have food tomorrow---- so that they and their families would not starve to death."

https:

Genius one second to remember the address of this site:. Mobile version reading URL: m.