That night, the Silent Court, the Prison Tower. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

As always, Born experienced a busy day, and the day he experienced as the head of the second branch of the Moonlit Night Knights experienced a day when he temporarily relieved himself of this role, and obtained the only and short time of the day, when he was back to his true self.

He opened the window, and the prison tower in this direction was facing the Jingting and the lights of the imperial capital a little farther away, then sat down on the chaise longue, looked at the night sky, and built another night sky in his mind, the same but different night sky was constructed in his mind, Born closed his eyes, and returned to the same self many years ago.

At the beginning of the war, just to bring about the magic that destroyed everything, the land crumbled, the trees fell, the houses were reduced to ruins and died in the fire, his dependent family hugged him tightly, he could feel the fear of his loved ones, and he also felt his fear, the unknown was also the most terrifying for the changes in this world and what would happen to them in the future.

Why, do they have to suffer such a thing? What do those who wield weapons and unleash magic think when they set foot on a land and destroy one family after another? Can they imagine the sight of the frightened people hugging each other and their pupils reflecting everything burned by fire, the helplessness and confusion of those people.

What is the reason why they want to become ruined and homeless.

And then that day, the group of bullies grinned wickedly while holding the "loot" they had snatched Yang Chang left, still scolding the woman who tried to stop them, and behind their departure, the woman fell to the ground silently, the residual temperature of the blood melted the snow below, turning her body into a pool of blood, the woman died with a desperate face, she just wanted to have the scarce food that belonged to her, although the amount was small, but enough for her child to live, she just wanted her last dependence to live, that's all. But she can't get such a scarce thing, how can a weak woman and a thin child rob a group of crazy men? Women can only fight to the death, and they will only end up in death, but if she does not fight for her life to save the life-saving straw, the last person who will die may be her own child, starving to death in this ice and snow.

The woman really died like that, it was so simple, and no one dared to stand up to help, only Bohn knelt beside the woman with his eyes distracted, and when the woman died, his hand was still desperately stretched out, Bohn held the woman's hand, and for the first time felt that these hands would become so cold, as cold as the weather outside, with tears in his eyes, and his face was stained with the blood of the last loved ones.

Everyone is a suffering and sinful person, everyone is hungry and cold, but why, it is they who are being persecuted, why is it him, who has become helpless anymore.

Bohn couldn't figure out the answer, all he could think of was that there was no reason, so his loved ones died like this? Even meaningless, so simple, gone? What's wrong, there must be something wrong......

"Are you going to come with us, to destroy the place where the group is here. Then the dark-haired boy said to himself, viciously, his teeth creaking, as if he hated the men, even though Born felt that the boys had nothing to do with them.

"What are you going to do?" asked Vahn, confused.

"Go and beat them up!" cried the boy, "you're going to go, aren't you, they're killing your family!"

"I never understood why, my relative, she had to die......"

"Because she doesn't deserve to die!" the boy continued to raise his voice, venting the dissatisfaction in his heart, "No one has a reason to die, those are wrong, if someone really dies, the murderer should pay back!"

Bohn woke up suddenly, sweating profusely when he woke up, his consciousness returned to reality, he let his whole body weight press against the chaise longue with his back, after so many years, he still experienced his nightmare, he could not forget or escape the shackles that were on him. He gasped for breath and calmed himself down.

He rubbed his stiff cheeks with both hands, felt the stickiness in the sweat that was leaking from his pores, and suddenly felt more tired after the day. Recalling his past self, this is a compulsory course he set for himself, in order to prevent himself from being completely swallowed up by his current identity, he forgot the past, forgot the original purpose of coming here.

Born lifted his back from his seat, hunched over, and held his forehead so that the tiredness in his body would fade a little.

He found himself more tired.

When did it start, these things that had to be remembered, these memories gradually, unconsciously and quietly, from compulsory courses to a mechanical process, and even sometimes a day with a full schedule passed, and they just fell asleep and forgot to remember the past.

The important things have gradually become a burden for themselves, something that increases fatigue.

So Bohn smiled silently and bitterly, he almost couldn't understand himself, and the memories in the clear memories were still vivid, and the pain that was imprinted on himself was so clear, so that he always felt that he was looking back in the past and being entangled in those pains.

An incomparably strange state, something that can never be erased is gradually forgotten, but it is absolutely impossible to forget.

"Who?" Born frowned, asked the empty room seriously, and instantly retracted his slackness, he got up and waved, and the house began to shake, and bone spurs poured out of the walls around him, all with the tips in one place.

Born had already noticed that the second person in this room, the second person who had come in by some means, hidden in the darkness in the corner.

By the fraction, all the bone spurs could penetrate the person's body, although Bohn would not immediately kill the person before he knew the identity of the comer, but he knew that as early as one step faster, his bone spurs had been blocked by that person with the magic power released from the outside, and the most simple means were used to suppress the magic power, and the absolute strength of the other party was not lost to the person of the knight commander.

There won't be more people like this in the Moon and Night Realm, after all, the Knight Captain is a symbol of a kind of pillar, so who will it be?

"If it was before, I would be glad that you could be so active every time I sneaked up on you to compete with you," the man didn't care about the fact that he had trespassed into the knight leader's territory, and raised his hands to walk out of the darkness, "It's me, take back these spikes of yours first." ”

Born saw the comer clearly, and looked surprised, as if it was hard to imagine what he was seeing, and it took about three seconds to pronounce the other person's name.

"Daus. Bohn said that when he looked at the person in front of him and the last time they met, his appearance and temperament were very different, and then he thought about it, it was indeed a long time since they had met, how many years had passed, and in the time since he became the head of the knights, it was difficult to have time to meet each other due to the gap in identity and other reasons. After all, one of them is a fugitive, and the other is a knight commander who punishes criminals.

"I've taken a risk to get here, but when I come to you, it means that the plan is in its final stages, you see," said Daus, "and it's hard for you, after all these years, it's time to come to an end." ”

"Yes, it's already this time," it took Born the same amount of time to sort out Daus's words, "I'm sorry, it's been too long for me to reflect it." ”

When he knew that his time as a Knight Captain was over, he felt a little at a loss, which was probably very different from the result he would have imagined when he decided to take over the important task of breaking into the Silent Court, if he could still remember his mentality at that time.

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The door to the captain's chamber was pushed open, and Hebage barged in with a rough hand, holding a box in his hand.

But as soon as he entered the door, he felt that it was different from usual, according to the practice of the past, he always came in at a good time, usually at this time the head of the regiment was still sitting in a chair to ease the heart that had become disordered by memories. But now that he saw the figure of Born standing in front of the window with his back to him, why did he change his way of remembering on a whim today?

"Hebag?" Born turned his head, knowing that only his lieutenant would come in at this moment, but today he still questioned the comer, as if someone else would visit at the same time, which made Hebagr feel that something was wrong.

"Did anyone just come?" asked Hebag, slowly walking over to the table.

"No, I've always been alone," Vaughn turned completely, a wisp of imperceptible black smoke emitting out of the window, "what's the matter?"

Hebage placed the box lightly on the table, his tiptoeing was at odds with his rugged appearance, but he had to do it, or the contents would be badly bumped.

"Commander, you have amnesia today? What you asked me to bring you the special dishes in the meal every Tuesday," Hebage replied suspiciously, "The time of the meal is always used by you to make some kind of memories, and it is at least an hour to think about it." ”

Hearing that it was just such an insignificant matter, the heart hanging in Bohn's heart calmed down slightly, and he also felt that he was indeed a little nervous.

"Thank you, Hebag, for always letting you do these things for me, you said that you are a big man, and you have to worry about others when you have a meal. "Born results box.

"Anyway, I've gotten used to it for so many years, but I'm not used to you being so serious today, and I won't think about bringing me up next time I lay off," Hebag said, all kinds of unreliable suspicions made him a little frightened, "But the amount of this dish has been too small recently, and you don't tell everyone that I am helping you a little bit, so everyone is secretly competing in order to grab more special dishes, and I will tell you that it is not easy to keep a share for you today......

Born only smiled and listened to Hebag's chatter, although it was only a waste of time, but he still took the trouble to listen to it word for word today, perhaps because he felt reluctant to think that he would never be able to sit in this room again? He opened the box, looked at the steaming food inside, imagined the funny appearance of his lieutenant squeezing into the line to bring food to himself, and thought of the past when there were people who worked hard and even risked their lives to get something for themselves.

But there is no longer that person in the past, and I will no longer have any adjutant in the future.

"Ah, by the way, the head of the regiment just sent a notice to ask you to go over, and I fooled you as usual, knowing that you take this memory time so seriously......"

Born leaned against the window, blowing the breeze outside, feeling that the fatigue accumulated in his body was disappearing faster, but could such a meaningless conversation make his life easier, or was it just that he was willing to listen to the other party, and the other party was the one who made him willing to listen to his chatter.

"I ask you Hebag, what would you think if I suddenly never became your commander again?" asked Vahn suddenly.

Hebag felt that he was asked, this was really a hot potato-like question, and his second monk couldn't figure out why the head of the regiment suddenly came to this strange question today, but he couldn't help but answer, so he said according to his heart.

"Although it is not very easy for me to say such things, but probably, I will be reluctant, after all, we have been strong for so many years, although we are superiors and subordinates," Hebage scratched his head, "Commander, do you know why I always want to be afraid of being thrown out of the group?" Actually, I think I see this place as another home, you know that my home was destroyed in a riot of villains, so I originally came into the group out of hatred for the wicked, but since then I have become a person, and then when I came here, I regarded everyone as family, and I felt that I was not alone. ”

"I said this, Commander, don't be angry," Hebagh smiled flatteringly, "It's true that we are superiors and subordinates, but sometimes I see you as a younger brother, although you are stronger than all of us in ability, but you still need the help of the big guys, if you want me to say, I personally think it's good, this second sub-group led by you, although it is a place where you have to face a group of annoying criminals all day and night." ”

Even if you have to face this place full of sin and filth, if you have a family, you don't feel unbearable, Bohn thought to himself.

"Me too, I like it. Bohn said.