"I chased it, but I didn't catch up."

"Didn't catch up?"

Earl West's expression was almost distorted, and his right hand was eager to smash the phone, and none of the news from the other side was good.

"Lord Earl, the current weather and temperature are impossible to require the steam mecha to be launched, and the fuel is also insufficient."

"Bastard! This kind of nonsense like running out of fuel can be used to fool me! These steam mech pilots, as long as they don't want to work, they will run out of fuel, even if the fuel tank is full! ”

He gasped violently, and he said that he was going to take blood pressure medicine tonight.

But the report of his subordinates was not over, and West frowned: "If there is anything else, tell me quickly!" ”

"That's right," said the other end of the line, "Lord Earl, your nephew died in an accident, because the road was slippery in the snow, he accidentally crashed into General Sean's weapon, and the treatment was ineffective, and unfortunately he died. ”

Thump.

There was a bang, and only a busy sound remained in the microphone.

……

Sean stood outside the defensive line, not riding, he just held the steel gun in his hand, without saying a word, gradually covered by heavy snow, silent like a snowman.

I don't know how long it took, but a flash of fire floated from a distance, and a large group of people with torches gathered over, led by the iron-faced Earl West, followed by the expressionless Major General Huberton.

"Sean! You bastard! What did you do?! ”

The dragoon shook off the snow, his eyes first drifted over Huberton's face, the other party turned his face sideways, and did not respond, he looked at the angry West, and said lightly: "Count West, please go back, there is an order from the military headquarters, and no one can pass here." ”

"You killed my nephew!"

"Don't frame me, your nephew died in an accident, and accidents will inevitably happen in the army, it's normal."

"You killed him! You butcher! ”

Sean frowned slightly: "Count West, you have an opinion on this matter, please send a letter to the military department, I am willing to accept the investigation." ”

Survey?!

West knows very well that everyone in the military department wears a pair of pants, and Sean's influence is far above that Sylvia, but he died an insignificant noble child, who would deal with a general because of this?

Sean's expression was indifferent: "Anyone who takes another step closer will be regarded as attacking me, and according to the order of the military department, I have unlimited right to counterattack." ”

He did it on purpose!

He blocked here and let that Sylvia pass, absolutely on purpose!

Although West brought someone over, he didn't have the courage to challenge the military department, because the man in front of him would definitely kill him as soon as possible, and he would not be punished too severely afterwards.

"Sean, I hope you can keep going like this!"

The gray-haired man didn't answer, just stared straight at West, as if judging where the stab would kill with one blow.

……

In the ice and snow, the war horse carried Sylvia on her difficult walk, and blood continued to drip down.

The dragoon would lie on the horse's back, hugging the horse's neck, she could feel the vitality of her old partner all the time, it was too tired, after a day of killing, it was hit hard by Sean, and it was probably not going to survive today.

Finally, Leon Manor was in front of him, the horse's footsteps stopped, it slowly fell into the snow, and Sylvia also fell into the snow, and hurriedly crawled over, only to see the old partner's dark eyes rolling, looking at her, tears flowing.

The dragoon will caress the side of the mount's face, only to feel that his vision is blurred, and something is flowing from his eyes.

"Thank you, thank you for your hard work."

She hugged the horse's head hard, kissed it, and then resolutely left.

The seriously injured body couldn't support it, so she crawled in the snow, climbing the steps in front of the Leon Manor, her frozen palms were already unconscious, her hair was frozen into a lump of snow, she wanted to catch her breath, but she couldn't stop, once she stopped, she didn't know if she had the strength to get up again.

There was no one at the main entrance of the manor, and the thick snow proved that it had not been cleaned for a long time, but the windows were bright, which meant that there were people inside.

"Madame!"

Sylvia cried out with difficulty.

Her voice was too low and was blown away by the wind and snow.

It can't be like this.

She banged her body against the door, hoping that the people inside would hear.

"Madame!"

In this city, some people are bleeding, some are dying, some are tearing at the flesh and blood of others, just because of infinitely expanding desires.

"Madame!"

She slammed the door again, and it didn't move, if it was in normal times, with her strength, it would have been easy to open the door, but now she was so weak that she could only cry helplessly.

"Madame!"

Her pupils died, killed by the new nobles, her majesty died, and the same died when the new nobles were wounded, and her mount also died, just over a hundred meters away.

What was she going to do?

Silvia was dazed and confused, thinking that she might die and never see her husband and daughter again.

Today, too many people have died.

She leaned against the door, her body becoming cold, and she could feel the life force draining.

Squeak.

There was a soft thud.

The closed door opened, and the old man with gray hair stood in the doorway, looking down at the stiff Sylvia, and slowly closing his eyes.

"Maybe you're right, there are too many dead people in Lentinium, it's time to stop this farce, since the nobility of this country thinks it's more important to have no Aslan, then do as they wish."

The well-dressed young Liboli chuckled softly: "Madam, you are serious, Aslan is still the royal family of Victoria, but it will not be like before, we will define a red line that is safe for everyone, you have already seen it, yes, it is the 'Freedom Charter'." ”

"You're not one of those nobles, you're not a draco, you're not Gaul, you're not a nobleman, you're not a nobleman, you're not a nobleman, you're not a drak, you're not Gaul, you're not a nobleman, you

"Ma'am, we're doing the right thing, Aslan is Filin, we're Repoli, and Drake, they don't matter now......"

"I see, you're Lipoli and griffons......"

Sylvia was so confused that she quickly lost consciousness.

……

The unfamiliar ceiling, the faint smell of disinfectant water, the warm environment, Ms. Vaifan's eyes were open, she was sure that she was alive and that this was the ward.

"I heard that the royal family and the noble group signed an agreement, called the 'Charter of Freedom', and we will have no king in the future, and the government will be governed by the aristocracy."

The call from outside the hospital room came in, and Sylvia looked indifferent, as if everything had nothing to do with her.

……

Vaifan's excellent physique allowed her to recover after only half a month in the hospital, and Sylvia was suspended, she had to be investigated, and during this time, she was not allowed to leave Lentinium.

She was not idle, and when she learned that day had happened, she rushed to the dilapidated apartment and found that the apartment administrator had been replaced.

"Ma'am, the person you are looking for has moved out a few days ago, I heard that their family is going to other mobile cities, to be honest, this time is chaotic enough, we are going to be busy for a while."

Disappointed as she was about to leave, she walked to the door of her apartment and saw a suitcase thrown next to the garbage heap.

She had seen it once, that night.

There are no good things in the box, nothing more than two clothes, and the valuable things should have been taken away.

Eventually, Sylvia decided to keep the suitcase for the time being.

……

"During this time, the military department was also in chaos, we lost the support of some people, and the military department was almost torn in half by the old and new nobles."

In the office of one of the dragoons, General Sean, Sylvia held a glass of water and stared silently at the steaming water.

Although they were once enemies, they are now colleagues.

Sean, who had changed into casual clothes, didn't look so cold, but after that day, his hair was much grayer.

"The review about you is still ongoing, and there will be no results in the short term, but don't worry, someone will protect you, in fact, many people are watching you."

Sylvia, who had not spoken for a long time, spoke: "I heard that the military headquarters will soon cease to exist. ”

Sean rubbed his forehead: "It's true, the relevant agenda has been submitted to the parliament, and the military department will be reformed into the Ministry of Defense and the National Defense Policy Committee, and there are many people who plan to put their hands in." ”

"So I'm a good card to play?"

Vaifan's sharp words made the old general speechless, so he had to euphemistically: "Sometimes, you can't just look at the surface. ”

"Thank you."

"What?"

Sylvia repeated, "I said thank you, thank you that day." ”

Sean was silent for a few seconds: "I'm just doing what I have to do." ”

"Well, General Sean, this is my retirement application," Sylvia took out a bag of documents from the bag beside her, "I know the rules of the military department, the retirement application and review can be carried out at the same time, I hope it will be passed as soon as possible." ”

Sean was surprised, "You're leaving?" ”

"I haven't seen my daughter for a long time, and my husband, I miss them very much, maybe this is the best option, I calculated, after retiring from the army, we can get a lot of retirement fees and subsidies, enough for us to go to other mobile cities to buy a farm, live a peaceful life."

At this point, Sean knew that Sylvia had made up her mind and had no intention of staying in Lentinium.

Perhaps she had made plans when she heard the news of the king's death.

A few days later, Sylvia came to the office again, this time with a few more people.

"Hello, Ms. Sylvia, this is the document you need, as well as the relevant materials, and it will be over soon."

During the whole process, Sean was silent until it was all over, and Vaivan took the initiative to speak: "It seems that they want me to leave quickly." ”

"Many people are quite jealous of you, but now you can sit back and relax, because you are about to leave this trouble, but after you leave, the old nobles will put forward new candidates, by the way, Huron has been sentenced to prison, he has been charged with multiple crimes, and it is estimated that he will not be able to get out in this life."

"Huh."

Sylvia chuckled lightly and said lightly: "Then so be it, the retirement certificate and the gold pound have been received, and it is the same whether you get the demobilization certificate or not, I probably won't come back, okay, I'm leaving, General Sean, maybe you and I will never have the chance to meet again, good luck." ”

"Actually, I've already submitted my resignation."

Sean spread his hands: "I've spent half my life on the battlefield, and I don't want to deal with those disgusting nobles for the rest of my life, so I'll be leaving the Ministry of Defense soon." ”

"Where are you going?"

"Royal Guards Academy, they gave me an invitation, and I also plan to become a professor there for my pension, Sylvia, I heard that you have a daughter, if she wants to come to Lentinium when she grows up, you can write me a letter of recommendation."

Sylvia raised her eyebrows: "Ha, don't you want to harm my daughter!" ”

Vaivan got up and was about to leave, when Sean's deep voice came from behind him: "The person you are looking for, he fell into the artificial river that night and never appeared again, I have already confirmed it for you." ”

Sylvia paused in her steps, then left without looking back.

She left the Ministry of Defense, stepping on the warm morning sun, and the city was recovering from the chaos.

……

In the other direction of Lentinium, the young Aslan girl, escorted by several knights, left and looked back at her hometown, there was no nostalgia or sadness in her eyes, she was about to leave here and start a new life.

"Your Highness......"

"Don't call me Your Highness."

"Yes, Miss Vina, Madame has selected some retainers for you, and they will leave with you."

Young Aslan whispered, "I'll be back one day." ”

"Yes, you will definitely be back."

……

"Dad, where are we going?"

"Another mobile city in Victoria, we're going to take a car."

The chubby man teases his little daughter, followed by his wife, who is not in a good mental state.

"Dad, when will I see my brother?"

The man said gently: "Gray is waiting for us in that city, we will have a new life, we will no longer have to live in the basement, and the weather will be warmer." ”

The youngest daughter held the doll and asked, "What about Mr. Four?" ”

"Mr. Four may have left this city, he's very busy."

"Oh."

Either way, life has to go on.

……

"Arizona, even if you don't have a fief, you're a nobleman, and that's not going to change."

The well-mannered man with a beautiful mustache was comforting the wanderer who had returned from afar, but the journey was so difficult that a vigorous young man became dull, perhaps a physical injury, or a mental blow.

"Thank you, Mr. Vincent, I'll cheer up."

Seeing that the young man in front of him needed family and peace of mind, Vincent turned to leave the room, and after nodding to Joel at the door, he walked to the living room, where there was still a guest.

"Count Vincent."

"Monk, it's been a long time, the person you want to see is here."

The man standing in front of Vincent was none other than Kelsey, who followed the direction and found a target in the manor's garden.

The little girl with the long platinum-blond hair sat in the gazebo, her little face flushed, and she looked up just in time to see Kelsey.

"Who are you?"

"Kelsey, you can call me a monk."

"Brother Kelsey, are you here to comfort me, too?"

It seemed that the little girl already knew, and Count Vincent did not want to hide it from her.

Kelsey shook his head, holding a half-new pocket watch in his hand.

"It's Daddy's stuff!"

The little hand clutched the pocket watch tightly, and the little girl did not cry or make trouble, maybe the tears had long since dried up, or maybe she suppressed her sadness in the bottom of her heart.

Kelsey knelt down on one leg in front of the little girl, magically took out another fiery red flower, and handed it to both hands: "What's your name?" ”

"Isabella, Isabella William."

……

Under the same sky, when Sylvia, who had returned to her hometown, was exhausted and walked off the train with her suitcase and suitcase, the little girl in the dress, who had been waiting by the station, flew up and hugged her tightly.

"Mom! Mom! I miss you so much! ”

"Mommy misses you too!"

The mother and daughter look very similar, as if carved out of a mold.

Sylvia looked up and saw her husband smiling at her.

It's time for them to go home.

"Mom, tell me a story at night!"

"Okay, let's talk about it...... The story of an explorer. ”

"Explorers? Dad bought a copy by the great writer Mr. Alexander August, and it was also an explorer's story, and the main character was Thomas Courtman......"

(One Hundred Years of Solitude ends the first half of the volume)