Marion sat in the room, looking at Aoi's empty room, silent.

Xiaokui said that she was going to stay with her sister for a few days. Marion agreed without even thinking about it, he felt that this was a normal request. But of course, when he really started to help Aoi pack her luggage and prepare for her to stay at Garcia's Mansion for a few more days, an indescribable fear swept over him, and he suddenly felt that Aoi would not come back after leaving. Aoi cried heartily on the night she met Adeline, and immediately after that, Aoi seemed to change into a lively person. She spends her days clinging around Adeline, talking to her.

Marion learns some of Adeline's traits and hobbies from Garcia, and he finds that even though the sisters have not had the slightest contact over the years, they seem to be in many ways in the same way. For example, they like the same shawl hairstyle, for example, they like the same Wiki cloth, for example, they have a common preference for dance. For example, they are deeply in love with sunflowers, that kind of silent love.

This reminded Marion of the medical book, and the projective traits of the same sisters and brothers mentioned in the book. He knew that Xiao Kui was very healthy, and according to the medical book, Xiao Kui should have poor eyesight. He talked to Garcia about it, and the goblin listened with my father and Wright. When Marion says, "Thank goodness, the person who wrote the book is a quack, and Aoi has nothing to do", the goblin's face turned white.

Garcia said, "Well, what kind of book is that?" Why do you say such nonsense? I've seen a lot of twins with completely different personalities and destinies. ”

Marion said: "What is it called" Goblin and Sabel teach you to become a famous doctor hand in hand, Xiaokui used to be a little introverted, and I bought this book to study. Now I find out that it is indeed a deceitful statement among the charlatans." At this time, Marion noticed Garcia, my father and Wright all looking at the goblin meaningfully, and he wondered, "Why are you all looking at this gentleman?" ”

The goblin was embarrassed: "No, nothing, sir. I think a wise man must make a mistake in a thousand thoughts, maybe those two people have a little mistake in thinking. I'm sure that the paragraph you're talking about should have been written by someone named Sabel, and I feel that way. ”

Marion was puzzled: "Uh" ''Maybe. It doesn't matter to me who wrote it, but you can tell from a person's friends that his level is, so this goblin probably isn't much better."

The atmosphere was irreversibly embarrassed, and everyone continued to watch the goblins, Marion was thinking about Xiao Kui, and the goblins were talking about him.

Just after this meeting, Aoi said that she wanted to stay with her sister for a few days. Marion agreed to him.

A few days had passed, and Marion suddenly found that after Aoi left, his room seemed to be emptied. He no longer felt that the warm room was a good place to rest, he looked around boredly, and when the cook came to ask him what to eat for dinner, he just waved his hand and said casually. When the cook came to ask the same question in the evening, she found Marion sitting around the table, on which the midday dishes were arranged. The shrewd woman knew she shouldn't ask any more, so she packed up her dishes and stopped bothering Marion.

Marion sat in the dark room, thinking about Xiao Kui's usual smile, thinking about Xiao Aoi's cute or cunning smile, and thinking about Xiao Aoi's angry expression when she lost the archery competition with him.

Now his mind was full of Xiao Kui's voice, lingering, and this longing made him exhausted. The deep pressure made him feel like he was back on the battlefield many years ago, and his memories of that time were filled with thick water vapor, and the dark clouds were pressed very low, as if the whole of nature was pressed down by an invisible giant palm, and it would collapse at any time.

After Wright knew that he had been on the side of the Confederate army in the war, the eyes of Marion changed. Wright was not too harsh on General Garcia's status as a general of the Confederate Army, because first of all, Garcia had always been with the hearts of the army, and his father Wright Sr. was killed by the guerrillas, and Garcia had nothing to do with Wright Sr.'s death; In other words, Garcia was Wright's patron of study and life during his time at Rhodock, which made him unable to find fault with anything; What's more, Garcia is a Rhodok, and although Wright still thinks of Rhodok as South Swadia in his heart, he doesn't force Southerners to have the same opinion.

But Marion is different: he's a Swadiaan, a standard northerner. But when the war came, he was on the side of the Southern Army. Before Adeline and Aoi met him, he was furious when he heard Marion talk about the brutality of the Northern Army he had seen and heard in the South. Because he thinks it's Marion discrediting his own countrymen.

Marion seems to be keenly aware of Wright's hostility towards him, but he doesn't overly harshly criticize Wright. He has endured it for a long time because of his compatriots' incomprehension of him, and those slanders and doubts Marion don't care too much. He knows how to protect himself internally, which is to selectively ignore it.

After solving Aoi's problem, Marion stayed to say goodbye to Garcia. Garcia overhears about the children's plans, and Marion learns that Wright is going to find his father's bones and then return to Gomos by boat. Marion suddenly felt that Wright was actually very pitiful, he was a child who had lost a loved one in the war, and Wright was still a widow and had never seen his own father.

Marion knew that Wright didn't like him, but he decided to help Wright, and he had traveled to almost all the famous mountains and rivers of Rhodok in those years, and he knew many places where the bones of the Swadians were buried. He knew that reaching out to Wright might be a thankless task, but he had to do it because he was unwilling to give up helping a war victim any more than he was willing to stop Aoi from confessing.

Garcia was worried about this, because he knew less about what was going on in the mountains, and it was politically dangerous for him to interfere too much in the death of a Swadia officer as General Rhodok. He was happy to let Marion take care of the matter, and he arranged a meeting between Wright and Marion. Wright's remarks during the meeting were full of teasing. But Wright still has a basic sense of proportion, because Garcia told him that Marion was born in a guerrilla army and is extremely familiar with the terrain of mountains and rivers, and if Marion is willing to help him, he will spend a lot less on things.

Marion listened to Wright tell his story, which Hal had told Wright when he was in Suno.

When Marion heard Wright say that his father had died in battle with a middle-aged knight from Suno, Marion almost cried out, "What?!" But years of being a sniper made him suppress the impulse in his heart. He asked Wright if he knew the exact date and place of his father's death, and Wright told him the truth. Marion was convinced in his heart that Wright's father was one of the escort officers of the supply team from years ago.

Marion's heart pounded, and he himself was almost opposite the young man's father-killing enemy. He vaguely remembered the appearance of the middle-aged knight and the young man next to him. That young man is the father of the person in front of him? Who's in charge of everything?

He remembered that he hesitated and did not pull the crossbow machine. He watched the middle-aged man walk in front of him as if he was chatting with his nephew, and in the next few tens of seconds, the two people were torn apart by the war. Marion was a little out of breath. Now, he didn't blame Wright for his hostile eyes, and he even felt that he was not hated enough by Wright. He didn't have the courage to tell Wright that the elder Wright had died at the hands of his troops.

"Did your father meet the misfortune of the Fidner Pass?" Marion asked, knowing more in his heart than Wright.

"Yes, compatriots," Wright said sarcastically.

"I think I know where your father is buried, specifically." In fact, Marion even knew the specific grave where the middle-aged knight and Wright's father were buried, and he knew it from tree to tree. But he didn't dare to say it, he was afraid that Wright would doubt himself. He even hallucinated old Wright, whose face was covered in blood, and shouted at him: "Shame in front of my son!" Compatriot! ”

Wright was curious: "Where? ”

Yes, Marion remembers specific places.

At the foot of a hill in the Fedner Pass, there was a locust tree, surrounded by grass, waist-high. Old Wright and the middle-aged man were buried on the edge of a natural granite rock. Yes, there it is.

Marion remembers it in great detail, as this place has been in his dreams all these years. And the reason why Marion has these memories is because he has been there, and to put it in more detail, he attended the funeral of old Wright and the middle-aged knight. That day, Marion's team attacked the supply team and quickly retreated into the mountains. There they could faintly see the Swadian watchtower on the official road, and faintly hear the Swadian horn on guard.

They rested in the cave they had found beforehand, and their team of seventeen men had already been transferred. All they have to do is monitor the lines of communication here, and if they find an opportunity, they have to spread the word as soon as possible, notifying other teams to meet them.

The guerrillas had a rule that they were not allowed to light open fires at night. They would burn the wood into charcoal far away and bury it around the camps. I usually rely on these fuels to replenish my calories. It was a dim starry day, and it had rained the night before, and the temperature was a little cold. Marion stayed in the cave, silently wiping his crossbow with a rough piece of cowhide. In his spare time, he would use a small carving knife to gently carve a tiny sunflower at the end of each crossbow arrow, a habit he had developed in the arsenal of Djerkhara, when he had just been absorbed into the Aoi organization.

He learned of the death of the Beihai general in a few years. In the past two years, more than 100 people claimed to have sniped the Beihai general. There were peasant leaders from the mountains, heroes of guerrillas from all over the country, and a few fat lords. Marion himself knew best who killed the Beihai general, and he silently watched the development of events, as if he was watching a black humor drama.

A guerrilla hero once bragged to Marion that he had killed the North Sea General, saying, "That day I climbed into his boat from the river and smashed his head with a sledgehammer, and I didn't brag at all, I went with the belief that I would die, and more than twenty of my men could testify for me." ”

Marion smiled slightly, he had heard many versions of this kind of story, and he said, "Well, you are very brave. ”

The drunken man burped with satisfaction, "Well, I can hear it in your tone, you don't believe me."

"That's not really, I just think that the North Sea General may have been killed by a crossbow arrow, and there was a sunflower at the end of the crossbow arrow," said Marion. ”

The man stared at the confused eyes: "What did you say?" ”

"Nothing, friend".

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It had been a few days since they had ambushed the group that night. They quietly watched the people in the food convoy and knew where they were camping.

On this day, it was Marion's turn to be a sentry detective. Marion waited until the middle of the night to change shifts, and he waited silently. When the moon was faintly receding into the clouds, Marion set off. He wore a black cloak, and floated like a shadow on the earth, occasionally crashing into the rain and dew on the branches and blades of grass. The earth smells of damp earth, and the woody smell of the forest is strong, as if the whole earth has been fermented. Marion walked for more than an hour until he reached the sentinel point, where he took the blades of grass in his innermost mouth and blew three short nightingale chirps, and soon a low owl cough came. Marion straightened up from the woods and walked over, and a soldier who had been waiting there in the middle of the night beckoned: "There is no situation, it's just that some Svadias are holding funerals, and it's the team we ambushed the other day." We did a good job, and it seems that we killed a knight or two. ”

Marion nodded, "Good luck sir, and I hope to see you again tomorrow morning." ”

The soldier spat out: "Haha, you pessimistic fellow, I hope to see you again tomorrow morning".

Marion crawled into a deep bush of grass and stared at the dotted torches from afar.

"Is there a funeral for the Suno people who are going to write their autobiography?" Marion thought to himself.

He felt the dampness wrap himself up completely, and he didn't want to touch his clothes, the wetting sensation made him unhappy. He plucked a piece of grass, put the stalk in his mouth, and chewed it little by little, feeling a slightly fishy sweetness stimulate his taste buds.

An object flying by in the night rattled the leaves above his head and made a rattling sound. Marion looked up at the sky and tugged at his cloak as if to cover himself up completely. When the moon peeked out of the clouds again, illuminating the traumatized land, Marion had disappeared from the deep grass.

Hal stood beside his master's personal soldier with a torch. Yesterday afternoon, the master died, and before he died, the master granted him freedom. Thinking of this, Hal felt a burst of excitement. Fedner's damn weather drove him crazy, and the horrors of war sent him chills. He thought about it day and night in the hope that he would leave the front line and go back to Paravon or Suno to be a young man, and it would be enough to have food and clothing in the future.

There was a large locust tree around him, and Hal looked around uneasily, for fear that an arrow would suddenly shoot out of the darkness. He was very unhappy that the funeral should be held at this time. But this time there were two dead knights, Lord Timmy from Suno and his own master, Lord Wright from Costholmo.

It was hoped that the funeral would be held quietly so that the Rhodoks would not do anything.

Hal had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow the group, and he leaned closer to Wright's own soldiers. The soldier was the saddest of all, he had a deep friendship with Lord Wright, and he never looked for another way out after the Wright family was down. He remembered that this man had sworn to the dying Wright yesterday that he would return to Costmore and take care of his family. Hal sighed in his heart: "This is really a fool, if you go with me, you will definitely be a good helper." The Wright family has fallen down, what future does it have with such a family? ”

By this time, a priest had finished reciting the prayer and asked everyone to go to see the dead one last time.

Hal burst into tears and followed the group to the bodies of Timmy and Wright, who were standing side by side.

There was a large piece of granite in front of him, and the huge shadow made Hal suddenly feel a chill. They had found a large patch of lilies on the south side of the hillside, and it was not yet the season for the lilies to be in full bloom, but in honor of the two knights, the young flowers had to be picked as a final gift to Tibertim and Wright.

The funeral was simple and ended quickly. The two men were buried in the pit. Buried up. Hal looked around, and some of the ordinary soldiers who had died were just hastily covered up with dirt and left alone. Hal looked at these people, and his heart trembled, "I can't be such a nameless and dead person!" Try to live a good life! ”

There were twelve people who attended the funeral, leaving behind twelve white lilies.

After a few days, Hal was ready to leave for his home, and before leaving, he was going to visit Wright's grave again. After all, this should be goodbye, and Hal still has some sadness in his heart.

He walked through the field, and when he came to the hill, he saw that Wright's own soldiers were already there. Wright heard him say, "Sir, I will take good care of Madame for you, as you said, Madame has spoiled your child." If that's a boy, I'll help you raise him to be a strong man; If it's a daughter, I'll help you find a good in-law for her. The glory of the Wright family will not be broken. ”

Hal sighed and went up and patted the soldier on the shoulder, who looked back at Hal and nodded his head in thanks.

The soldiers began to clean up the flowers in front of the grave. Suddenly, the soldier exclaimed in surprise: "Eh, how can there be thirteen lilies here?" ”

Hal looked at the grave, where thirteen lilies were placed peacefully.

Who will put the extra plant? Hal and the soldiers, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know what's going on. The soldiers cried, saying that it was a miracle, a miracle shown by Lord Wright, and that this lily was a miracle that the Wright family was about to be restored.

Hal didn't know that there were actually thirteen people at the funeral that day, and one of them was wearing a black hood, like a shadow on the earth.

"Who put this?", Hal thought for a last moment, and turned away, still talking to the grave.

He couldn't tell Wright about these memories of Marion, and he didn't know what Wright would do if he learned about his history. He simply promised Wright that he would lead him to his father's grave. Wright was silent for a moment, and gently apologized for his rudeness.

"It's me, kid, who apologizes," Marion said. ”

After talking to Wright, Marion confirmed the itinerary. This itinerary coincided with the previous agreement with Arcadio. That's it, Marion thought to himself: go out and go to find Old Wright's grave by the way.

When he returned that day, Marion knew that the wounds left by the war years ago had not healed until now. It often takes an entire generation for a war to forget, Marion thought. At this time, Marion will miss Xiaokui very much, this longing goes deep into the bone marrow and makes Marion miserable.

Every piece of Aoi's used furniture in the room; Every little sunflower stands through the window; Every cup and bowl used by Aoi will bring back memories of Marion. He became more and more frightened, almost believing that Aoi had disappeared forever.

He sat in the dark, silently feeling the impact of various thoughts. In his thoughts, the middle-aged Suno man smiled and said that he was going to write an autobiography; Old Wright called out to his compatriot with a bloody face; He himself stood in front of their graves, holding a lily, and his heart was filled with grief, as if under the loess were his relatives.

Marion listened to the slight noise in the room, and felt the eerily quiet of the room, and Marion buried his head in the crook of his arm. It feels like the whole world is sinking. He vaguely remembered that night many years ago, when the Mill Hill was on fire, and the twelve burning mills were like twelve drops of blood flowing from the dark earth. At that time, he almost despaired, but it was at that time that a dirty little baby was crying on the ground, and the pink waving little arms almost stunned Marion. Marion looked at the little baby on the ground, as if he had suddenly received a gift from God. At that time, Marion's soul merged with the world again, and the baby pulled Marion out of the quagmire of despair.

Marion misses Aoi, and he decides that he wants to see Aoi tomorrow morning no matter what. But God, Marion doesn't know how to survive the silent night of an empty home. It's extremely familiar, and it's extremely unfamiliar.

Marion thought silently to himself, oh my God, give me a miracle.

And then a miracle happened. There was a knock on the door, which alarmed the old porter's dog, and a crisp barking was heard. At the same time, a faint call floated over, like a fairy. The call came from a young girl who had given Mary hope in the bleak plains of a decade earlier. Now, the girl is letting Marion see the light in the dark street market.

"Dad, I'm back to see you, open the door."