Chapter Eighty-Three: The Intruder of the Blood Pool
The horn of war, suddenly sounded. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
In a great war, the civilians are the most powerless, they have no weapons and no strength, and they are vulnerable to the onslaught of knights and the capture of soldiers.
Many civilians in nearby towns and cities have already started to relocate, taking all their belongings with them, and those who can't take them with them are burned clean or smashed to pieces.
Then, in groups, they marched towards the heart of the principality.
Even there, most of them will only become paupers, regardless of food and clothing, and they will be even lower than they are now, but it is better than being covered by the haze of war.
The war was brutal and there was little concern for humanity, because even in peacetime, civilians were not treated with much respect in the true sense of the word.
To break through a town, the first thing is to burn and loot.
Looting finances, abusing men, and beautiful women will be treated more severely, physically and mentally killed once, perhaps, more than once.
In the torrent of war, there may really be righteous soldiers, but they have no way to resist this torrent.
Therefore, at most, they can only do it alone.
People who don't fit in are easily isolated, and sometimes they comfort themselves that everyone does this, so it doesn't seem wrong to do it themselves.
After a long period of self-persuasion, their values will change, and another insensitive soldier will be born.
Mel has seen a lot of war movies in his previous life, and he often sighs.
But after all, it is not seen with my own eyes, and there will always be some flashes of humanity in the film, which is more just a kind of indignation, the indignation of others.
Now in the midst of the war, Maier has a different experience.
Life is too fragile, and people are too fragile.
Mel didn't know why he had chosen to stay, perhaps to help civilians who might need help, or to punish the perpetrators when he saw something terrible.
Or, simply, into the phantom of war.
Maier was a little confused for a moment.
Walking in the sea of corpses and blood, the soldiers on both sides are fighting with swords and swords, the civilians are hiding in inconspicuous corners, and in the sky, there seems to be a pair of eyes watching indifferently.
Mel rescued a child, a girl, dressed in rags, whose parents were killed by the soldiers, right in front of her eyes, and then the soldiers died before her eyes.
The little girl looked at Maier in a daze, and her little heart seemed to be unable to accept so many things at once.
Mel touched the little girl's head and took the little girl's hand.
"What's your name?"
The little girl looked up and said with some confusion, "Lauren, Lauren Coles."
"What a nice name. Mel smiled.
The little girl finally had a smile on her face, but it quickly disappeared.
"Brother, father and mother, are they really gone?"
"Yes, they went to a very distant place. ”
"Will they come back?"
Maier was silent for a moment, and said, "Maybe, maybe not, but if little Lauren can behave well, they may have a better chance of coming back." ”
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The war seems to show no signs of stopping for a while, probably because the two sides have a deep grudge, and now they are only piercing the layer of window paper.
It doesn't end until none of the parties get the results they want, or until one party can't afford it.
Mel took Lauren through the ruins of the war, occasionally giving alms of food, but Mel, who was only one person, could not help many people, and was not able to help all the time.
Lauren wasn't the only child Mel saved, but many, in fact, were reluctant to follow Mel, and when they saw a team of migrating civilians, they would often choose the latter.
Some who know how to be grateful will pay a parting respect.
And some who don't understand forget Mel completely.
This made Maier feel a slight chill in his chest, and a kind of sympathy for the civilians caused by the war seemed to gradually dissipate with this slight coolness.
War is a bad thing, and a lot of soldiers are not good people.
But among the common people, not all are good.
When there is no food, they will rob their companions, and when the enemy attacks, they will hide behind their companions, and those who can survive the war will not be too stupid.
Mel was in a trance, when he suddenly felt the palm of his hand being held, and it was the other palm, small, warm.
"Brother, what's wrong with you?"
Little Lauren blinked.
Maier smiled slightly, his mood was slightly better, human nature is complex and changeable, but it does not negate the value of a person's existence because of this, even if this is a bad person, it is not a good death.
Moreover, there are still a lot of not so bad people in this world.
"Lauren, do you have any other relatives?"
Little Lauren shook her head.
"Lauren, let me ask you a question, and you must think carefully before answering me, because after making a choice, there is no other choice. ”
"You have to think about this like an adult. ”
Little Lauren blinked and said, "Like an adult? Like a father?"
"Yes. ”
"Okay. Little Lauren nodded earnestly.
"There was a place where there were no wars and no soldiers, but that place was small, and there were not so many people here, and there were not so many good things to eat and have fun here. ”
"And, once you go there, you can't come back, this place, are you willing to go?"
Little Lauren frowned, thought for a while, and said, "Will my brother go?"
"Yes. ”
"Then I'll go too. ”
"Have you really made a decision? Once you have made a decision, you can't regret it, you will never see the town you are familiar with, the toys you are familiar with again?"
"Well, I've decided, as long as my brother goes, then I'll go too. ”
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"Who is this, Mel?" asked Lily, looking timidly at little Lauren hiding behind Mel.
Mel pushed little Lauren in front of Lily and whispered, "Lauren Coles, an orphan who lost his parents in the war, I ask you to take care of it." ”
"Me?" Lily seemed a little surprised, taking care of the little girl by herself, but she was only a little girl, and she still needed someone to take care of her.
Shaking her head, Lily didn't think about it for a while, and suddenly remembered something, and said, "Mel, go and see the blood pool, it seems that something has gone in." ”