Standing in a small boat, Dali looked out at the port of Tagarvi, and saw the busy scene of arming and fighting, and there were so many huge sail warships that they almost blocked the shipping lane.

The sailors on the small boat were all discussing the war between the League of Nobles and the Duchy, they had never been on the battlefield, and they were all speculating.

As a first-hand witness of a tragic naval battle, Dalí was indifferent to the much-anticipated battle.

It had been almost a month since he was rescued by the fishermen, and the storm on the way forced the boat to dock in the port for repairs, and on the way back to Tajavi Harbour, he was delayed for a long time due to other trivial matters, and I wondered if his family would learn that he had joined the army without permission.

Dali looked at the port that was getting closer and closer to him, full of confusion about the road ahead.

(What will I do when I go ashore?) ）

In one year, he experienced all sorts of bad things that no ordinary person would have encountered in his lifetime, went through the decay of his family, became a despised traitor, and then went to prison himself, joined the army to get a pardon, and almost died in his first operation.

On second thought, the sailor of the fishing boat was right, he was still lucky.

How difficult it was to recover a life from that hellish naval battle, and remembering that there were many people who were braver than himself among those who died, and that he was still alive and cowardly, what right did he have to complain?

Dali had a plan in mind, first to go back to meet his family, then return to the barracks to report his experience, and continue to complete the rest of his military service until he was pardoned.

After the boat docked in the harbor, Dalí found that the dock was crowded with soldiers of the noble league. A tax officer in a customs uniform came to inspect the cargo on the boat, and he glanced at Dali and ignored him.

After disembarking from the ship, Dali was alone, barefoot, wearing a tattered military uniform and trousers, shirtless, covered in the wounds he had sustained in the naval battle.

(Mom and Jane must not be allowed to see my down-and-out appearance, they will be sad.) ）

With this in mind, he decided to visit his old acquaintance Pal first, and ask him to borrow a suit before going home.

Parr's home is not far from the port, Dalí was very close to him when he was a noble young master, the two liked to sit together and talk about the contents of the book, Dalí had few friends, and after Dalí's father was exposed as a traitor, these friends also became estranged from him, the son of a traitor, they avoided Dalí, and only Parr retained sympathy for him.

The mild-mannered young man remembered his old friend who had fallen out of his way, and he had invited the shirtless Dali into the door, not snubbing him in the slightest, and bringing him a cup of hot tea and a loaf of bread.

Parr looked at his gobbling friend with pity, patiently listening to him tell of his bad luck.

"It's unbelievable, it looks like the Duchy's fleet has been waiting for you for a long time, no wonder they are saying that someone is secretly ...... to the Duchy." Halfway through speaking, Parr seemed to remember something, and the words came to an abrupt end.

Dalí asked, confused, "Huh? What was done to the principality? ”

"No, nothing. You sit here and rest, and I'll go and find you clothes and shoes. ”

Parr went back to the house and rummaged through the cabinets for a while, then he took out a hunting suit and a pair of old shoes, and said to Dali in a slightly embarrassed tone:

"I can give you the clothes, you don't have to give them back to me. But friend, I suggest you stay out of the house for a while. ”

Dali saw a hint of melancholy in Parr's eyes, and he became worried, and asked:

"It's better not to go home? Why? ”

Parr looked hesitant, not quite wanting to speak:

"Because, because ....... Hey, you'll have to know sooner or later, you're going to have to hold on, friend! Then let me tell you, remember that your brother William killed the Newman family in a duel, right? ”

Dali grew nervous, beads of sweat running down his cheeks.

"Of course I remember, how could such a thing be forgotten? What's going on? Please tell me quickly! ”

"Hey, you should know that the Newman family is unscrupulous, and your brother killed their heir, how can they forget this deep hatred.

Soon after you were imprisoned, they tried to bribe the warden to do the heaviest hard labor in the prison, and even instructed other prisoners to find an opportunity to kill you!

These are all things that my father, who is in public office, told me, and we were both angry about it, but I didn't dare to speak out, and he told me to keep quiet, because now that the Newman family was in power, I didn't dare to offend them. ”

"Don't worry, I'm not a villain or a fool, how could I betray you, the Newman family did this?"

"No...... There are other ...... as well. You've been away for so long, and so much has happened. The Newman family found out that you had joined the army, so they turned to revenge on your family......"

"What?"

Dali roared and stood up, he grabbed his friend's shoulder, trembling with excitement:

"What did they do to my mom and my sister? Oh my God, tell me quickly, please, Parr! ”

"They...... They find a group of ruffians in the harbor and kill the old butler who serves your family, scaring away the servants.

They also kidnapped your sister Janening, I heard...... I heard that they wanted to forcibly possess her, she desperately resisted, forced her to die, and kept her chastity, and then was sold by those bastards to a certain Fengyue place, I don't know where.

And also...... Hold on, friend, your mother has died, and she and your old butler Viss are buried in the cemetery on the hill. ”

Dali felt only a wave of vertigo, his legs went limp, and he collapsed to the floor. Old Faith ...... Mom...... My sister ......, watching the old housekeeper she grew up with no longer existing, and the only two relatives one died, and the other was worse than dead.

(No...... No, that's not true! ）

He prayed in his heart, wishing that it was a nightmare, that he would wake up soon, but unfortunately these were harsh realities.

He didn't have time to think about it, put on the clothes and shoes that Parr had given him, and then the two men put on their hats and covered their faces and went out, and they drove to a cemetery on the outskirts of Tajavi, where most of the people buried in accidents or murders, and the Tajavi government paid for the burial of these poor people who had no families to see them off.

Parr led Dalí through the countless tombstones, and when he reached an end, Parr stopped and did not speak.

Dalí saw two small new tombstones erected there, each carved on:

Vess Glaar,

Died of murder,

Buried in 1700

Leia Ingley,

died of lung disease,

Buried in 1700

The voices and smiles of the two lingered in Dalí's mind, and Dalí knelt down, his tears dripping into the dirt in front of the tombstone, and his fingers digging deep into the dirt.

(Damn Siska Newman, how can you be so cruel?) He will drive us to the end of the earth! ）

Parr stood aside and looked at the old friend with pity, watching his sadness slowly turn to anger, and then his emotions gradually spiraled out of control.

Dali grabbed a handful of dirt in his hand and said viciously:

"Parr, can you get me a flintlock pistol or a bayonet, I'm going to Newman's house to take revenge!"

Parr hurriedly persuaded:

"Listen to me, friend! Now you need to be calm, there is one thing I haven't told you yet, the frigate that escaped back to port claims that the other people on board have been captured or died, and the Newmans should not know if you survived the naval battle, but they have done everything bad.

In order to prevent you from being pardoned and regaining your freedom, they have accused you of being a deserter in that naval battle, saying that you were a traitor like your father, and that you had betrayed the navy of the Principality of the Fleet.

Today's Tagarvi is full of Newman power, and in this war-torn environment, these people completely ignore the testimony and directly convict you. Now you're not just the son of a traitor and a thief, you're already a wanted criminal, and they'll hang you! That's why I told you to put on your hat before you go out.

The Newman family is also guarding against retaliation, and I know very well that you are not the material to do such a thing, you are not as brave as your brother, and the result of going on to seek revenge is nothing more than being killed by the Newman family's bodyguards, or being arrested and hanged by the inspectors of the noble league. ”

Dali's heart was already filled with anger, and he didn't listen to any advice from his friend, but clenched his fists and thought about revenge.

Parr continued:

"Please don't blame me for being outspoken, friend. Didn't your father know the principality's high officials?

Now our situation is that the Newman family is in power, your brother killed their heir, this city can no longer accommodate you, and no matter how hard you try, you will not be able to get the justice you want.

I suggest that you go and move the rescuers, and I will give you a sum of money for the journey, and you will flee incognito to the principality as soon as possible.

If your father's friends in the Principality are willing to help you, you will come back secretly with someone to rescue your sister and wait for revenge, this is the most thoughtful plan I can think of.

Please forgive me for my cowardice, I sympathize with your plight, and I would like to kill these beasts to avenge your family, but I don't have the guts, I am afraid of getting into these troubles, please forgive me.

Please follow my advice and run away! It's important to save your life first! ”

Dali was unmoved, he just repeated his request through gritted teeth:

"Parr, thank you for everything you've done for me. But my wish is only to get a weapon, and if you don't help me, then I'll find it myself! ”

Parr looked at this old friend whose eyes were red and had lost his mind, and he shook his head helplessly:

"Okay, okay! Since you don't accept my suggestion, forget it.

I'll do my best to get you what you want, and other than that I can only wish you the best of luck, friend. ”

The two picked two bouquets of flowers from the nearby bushes and placed them in front of the two headstones, before they put on their hats and left the cemetery with their heads bowed.