After lunch, Boris walked out of the cafeteria, and the school grounds of Blackcrow Fort were deserted, and no one was here to fight and train. Snowflakes fall slowly overhead, this is the snow of early summer, soft and soothing. In winter, strong winds and heavy snow will flood the Crowskeep...... At that time, the night watchmen will take turns going up the Wall, while others will have to hide inside to keep warm. Snow is present almost all year round throughout the camp.

Boris walked to the school yard and looked up at the Great Wall. It was right in front of it, like a white dragon, straddling the northern realm of Kislev. The wall shone with a crystal blue light in the sun, and it was a section of the upper wall that was a mixture of ice and stone. Looking up from the camp, the top of the city walls is almost impossible to see. All I heard was the endless sound of the wind, a cold snap blowing from the Northland, which never stopped all year round.

If it's a gloomy day, dark clouds come and flood the walls, and the walls are like a shadow giant, so you can't see the whole picture. Even though it has been a few months since he came here, Boris still can't help but be amazed when he sees such a scene. What kind of Chaos Legion made the Great Lord of the North, Rhodes, construct these cliff defenses decades in advance. You know, if this wall is fully built, it will be impossible for all the evil creatures of the north to enter Kislev from land. Even the Empire needed to move out countless heavy artillery to barely smash a hole.

Boris knew that Rod's prediction would not be wrong, and the Great Lord of the North told the world again and again with his actions that his judgment was always prescient. So, what kind of army of chaos did he think about and worry about? Boris was full of curiosity.

Stupid Bull and Yuranko walked across the sidelines and cast a hostile look at Boris. But he didn't care at all, these ruffians didn't deserve to be with him, and if they wanted to make trouble again, he could accompany them to the end. Although he was just imprisoned in a black prison for half a month not long ago. Confinement and confinement in a dungeon Boris has not experienced less. He's even used to it.

"What's beyond the walls? Curious, right?"

A familiar voice came from behind him, and Boris turned his head - the mentor Yeskovich was standing there, looking at him with a kind face.

He did not wear a coat of arms, nor did he wear the ornate cloak of the High Priest of Esun, but only a plain attire. A sweater coat with a bearskin cape and a burlap shirt underneath, no one would have recognized the emaciated old man in front of him as the High Priest of Kislev Urson unless he had taken off his cloak.

"Teacher, why are you here?"

Boris asked in surprise. His eyes flashed with excitement, incredulous emotion. He had no idea that his mentor would be here. Boris originally thought that he was forgotten, forgotten at the end of the world, that no one would care about him, that no one would know where he was. However, he never imagined that his mentor would be able to find him.

"I've been paying attention to you since the day you had an accident. Yeskovich said, walked over and patted Boris on the shoulder, "Let's go in and say." ”

With that, Yeskovich took Boris into the room. There was no one else in the simple lounge and there wasn't a lot of light. Yeskovich took off his coat and put his hand in front of a charcoal basin to keep warm.

"Teacher...... I ......"

Boris just wanted to explain, but was stopped by Yeskovich -

"I know it all. It's all in the past, stop thinking about it, since you were exiled here, the previous Boris is dead. You have to re-examine yourself and live another you. ”

Boris was suddenly shocked by the teacher's words, and he did not mean to reproach himself at all, but to admonish.

Dennis...... She...... I...... I still can't forget her......"

Boris was in pain, this woman was the only pain in his heart.

"There's no going back if you can't forget, and even if you had, what would you do?

Yeskovich asked, staring at his student.

Boris was struggling, no one had ever asked him that...... This seems to be the real soul interrogation. When everyone was accusing this kind of thing, the teacher didn't do that, but went straight to the torture in the depths of the heart. I have to say that my love for Dennis is sincere and strong.

"Yes, I'll do that again. ”

After a moment of contemplation, Boris raised his head and replied firmly.

"That's right. You're listening to your inner voice, and many of us don't have the courage to take that step. However, it is only by taking this step that you can truly live your life. Even if you are scarred in the future, you have been brave. Have a clear conscience and leave no regrets. Right?"

For a moment, Boris only felt that the teacher's words hit the heart. Yes, for a long time, he regretted his past decisions. However, today, the teacher just said a few words, but he opened his mind. Yes, if there was still a chance, I would still choose Dennis...... Only after failure can you truly grow. Only after hard work, will there be no regrets. Even if you are hurt by reality.

"Dennis is in the past. Kid, you have to get back on the road now. This is the way you have to go, growing from a boy to a man. A real man. ”

Yeskovich said meaningfully. He pulled the chair apart a little and took out two bottles of aged wine from his arms, one to his beloved student, and one in his own hand.

"Come on, have a drink. ”

Taking the wine, Boris took a sip. It seems to be a farewell to the past. Those nostalgia are slowly shattering.

"I'll make a short stay here, and then I'll head north to join the Great Lord. ”

Yeskovich finished drinking.

"Teacher, you're going north, Great Lord, Rhodes, he's already going north, leaving Kislev?"

Boris asked in surprise. It has to be said that since he was exiled here, Boris has been almost isolated from the outside world, and many important news from the kingdom cannot reach here. All they could hear was gossip along the border, and military orders from Blackhammer or Erengrad.

"Yes. It's a secret mission, and it's not convenient for me to reveal too much. I also received the news recently. ”

"Tell me about you, kid, I've heard that you're not having a good time here. Often bullied by these peers. ”

"It's not that they bully me, it's pretty much the same thing that I insult them. ”

Boris returned with a strong face, and there was still a trace of disdain and arrogance flashing between his eyebrows.

"Do you think you're superior? You're nobler than them, they're too rude, they're too vulgar?"

"Isn't it?"

Boris looked sullen.

"Child, you have to know that no matter what your previous identity was and what status you have. Ever since the moment you were exiled here, you, like all of them, have been just guards of the Wall. ”

"You think they're rude and vulgar, but it's just because you grew up in a different environment than them. ”

Yeskovich said, twisting his gray beard.

"That iron bar, do you think he was born to boast about horses? Let me tell you the truth, he grew up in a poor family in Erengrad, and his father died in the frontier battles at an early age, leaving behind his mother and his two younger brothers. His mother could not afford to raise her three minor children, so she had to send away one of her youngest brothers. In the end, the desperate mother, who has no job and no choice, can only go to the brothel to pick up customers. Relying on this meager income to support him and his younger brother. In order to help his mother get out of this predicament, in order to support himself and his younger brother, Iron Stick had to work in docks, warehouses, and taverns at a very young age, and gradually developed a habit of watching other people's faces. He was exiled here because he offended the tavern owner and was falsely accused of rape. ”

"And the stupid cow you injured not long ago. Why do you think a honest man was exiled here?"

Yeskovich took a sip of the liquor and continued—

His situation was even worse, his parents died, leaving him and his sister to rely on each other. Two years ago, in order to keep his sister from starving to death in the winter, he stole a few pieces of bread. When caught, the restaurateur gave him two options, either chop off his hands and throw him into the street to beg. Then, be charged as a thief and exiled to the border. For the sake of his sister, Stupid Niu can only choose the latter. To serve on the Great Wall, at least there is a meager salary, and he can save this money and send it back to his sister, so that she will not starve to death and freeze to death. ”

"Boris, you were born into an aristocratic family, you don't understand the suffering of these people, and when you dig deeper, you will find yourself much luckier than them. ”

After Yeskovich finished speaking, Boris froze. Obviously, the teacher's words shocked him. Before this, he had no idea that these strange-looking companions would have such a dark past. And they usually act as if nothing happened.

"Child, there is no one in this world who is easy. You don't respect people because you don't really know them. These are the ones who will fight alongside you, wearing the same uniforms, holding the same weapons, your shields to protect their bodies, and their spears to slay powerful enemies for you. What can we do without companions?"

Sitting in front of Boris, Yeskovich said in a casual manner.