Regarding what the woman said, in fact, it is easy to gather information, because this incident is a relatively famous story in Flint Town, and it has only been passed back until now purely because the town is too far away, the place is too remote, and the distance is part.

Charlotte flipped through the paper that recorded the events and read each line of text, word by word.

This story is not so bizarre, and the investigators have tried their best to eliminate a large number of errors caused by artistic processing and word of mouth, and recorded it as a non-emotional bystander.

The main character of the story is a young girl.

She has an ordinary appearance and a popular personality, and the only difference from most people may be that her parents are dead, and she has relied on helping others to make a living since she was a child.

If it were normal development, she should marry someone in the same town in the future, and then pull each other to continue to live.

In fact, she did abide by this law in the first half of the period, until she met a man in the process of working.

According to the man's own account, he had come to the town because of some unknown difficulty, and wanted to ask for some help, such as raising some money to help him get home.

No one would believe a stranger, so the man was not surprised to hit a wall, and when he came to the shop where the girl worked, the girl saw that he was too pitiful, so she gave him a piece of bread.

After receiving the bread, the man promised her that he would give her something in return, such as sending her to a more prosperous town to study or find a job in a more relaxed but better-paying place, to which the girl only laughed, simply thinking that this was an "exaggeration" made by the person in gratitude, because he added "if I can go back alive".

For a girl who has already seen the warmth and coldness of the world, such a promise with a suffix is tantamount to a lie, as long as he can successfully leave this town, who knows whether he lives or dies.

However, when night fell, she understood why the man said that.

In fact, the man was a nobleman, but he was framed in the middle of a family struggle and is now being hunted down.

And now, the people who pursued him have come to the town.

The man didn't let the girl be implicated by himself and hid her well, but he couldn't escape because he had been hiding for too long.

At this point, if it is a romance on the market, then it will probably be written about something like a man who is seriously injured and then treated by a girl and falls in love for a long time; If it's a more exaggerated heroine, then tonight is the girl's awakening night, using her ability to kill all the pursuers and save the man to the pinnacle of life.

But alas, none of this happened.

The man defeated his pursuers, easily because he used the surrounding inhabitants as bait and barricades to force them not to make a big move, and then with his own greater strength, he crushed these restrained pursuers.

The whole process was almost smooth, without any drag, the men did not show any injuries, only the pursuers and a few innocent civilians were killed and wounded.

At this point, it is still the same rhetoric, if it were a normal person, most of them would be resentful and angry that the man actually threatened his enemies with the entire inhabitants of the town, and turned back to make him come up with something to compensate.

But the girl didn't, because she was still a girl.

Although she already has some understanding of society, she is too young, her worldview has not grown up perfectly, and her self-judgment ability has not yet been fully developed.

According to the grapevine, men are good-looking, very handsome, and are the ones that all girls will like, and they are born to give people a good impression.

Under such first images and conditions that protected her from influence, the girl did not consider what he had done as a "bad thing", at least did not feel that it was a heinous person, and even after the news spread, she vigorously refuted those who insulted men.

And in the process of arguing, she gradually felt that the other party had done nothing wrong.

Because of the threat of using the people in the town? However, after he left, the town was no different from before.

Because of hurting innocent people? But didn't they die either, and even some compensation was left behind.

Because of the ruthlessness? If you don't kill them, won't you be the one who dies, and whoever else will make the same choice, right?

After a period of debate, it became clear that they really couldn't talk about the girl, because she could give the answers to all the questions, but their reasons became more and more far-fetched by this refutation - another if, if they were normal people, they would certainly not admit their mistakes, because people have a herd mentality, and their own side is the majority, they will definitely use more mouths to force the only one who holds the opposing opinion to shut up.

Unfortunately, this time there was no accident as before.

Because the law hangs over their heads, people don't insult girls directly, but this is a small town, everyone has been out for ten years and meets their own acquaintances, and it is too convenient for acquaintances to want to unite with each other, and it is very simple to target a person, or a child.

Since then, the girl no longer has a shop where she can work, no more kind owners who can provide her bread, and even lost her own small thatched hut.

On the day the thatched hut was destroyed by the bears and children who were being picked up by adults, she was homeless and could only wander aimlessly through this familiar and unfamiliar town.

As she walked, she came to the edge of a waterhole.

She sat there, quietly wondering if she was wrong, and if she admitted that she was wrong, would they be able to let her go?

Just as she was thinking, the bear kids who were secretly following her ass and watching her jokes reappeared.

They were noisy and laughing, greeting the girl and her family with all sorts of not-so-friendly words, beating her as "sinful", and then "working together" to push her into the waterhole in an attempt to wash her "sin" away in this way.

Seeing this, Charlotte probably understood why the other party was afraid of the depths of the waterhole.

A young girl who is homeless and suspicious of the world is taunted by everyone when she is alone and helpless, and then pushes into a dark and cold pool like an abyss.

Whoever you change, who will also have a psychological shadow, right?

"Poor child"

With a low mutter, she looked down again, wanting to see what the ending was, and whether what the woman wanted her to judge was about this "man".

However, the next development of events was once again unexpected by her.

The bears were afraid of their lives, so they threw the girl into the water and ran away, but the girl was water-sexual, so she didn't die here.

After that, the man returned to the town with a decree issued by the king.

He told everyone that from now on, the town would be his territory, but that he would not be resident there, so the girl would be the deputy.

What a ridiculous choice to have an underage girl run an entire town.

But everyone has to admit that this girl who has been bullied by them collectively is really going to become their boss.

It was an honor to be this honor, the girl was surprised and happy for a while, happy that she really didn't have to endure the suffering of the past and that the man would actually fulfill his promise, and was surprised that she could really do it?

She wanted to ask the man, but alas, the man left after making this decision, leaving her without any help, and everything was up to the girl to figure it out herself.

At this time, she should need someone to help her, but unfortunately, after being bullied by everyone, she no longer trusts anyone in this town, and she can only rely on her own ability to make choices for the future of this town.

But what good choice can a child make?

The girl didn't know, she only felt that if she was good for a person, she should give everyone what she could give, or try to collect some things he needed to give, and the man was short of money at the beginning, so give him money.

So she increased the town's taxes in a decent manner, collecting them according to the per capita rate, and even introduced a few consumption taxes based on history.

The downside of this is that it burns down almost the entire town's future, but the upside is that it can loot a lot of wealth in a short period of time.

The girl gave all this wealth to the man, but in return, she was beaten to death by the enraged populace.

And what about men?

Neither at the time of her beating, nor at the funeral, the man never appeared.

"Hey, is it over?"

Charlotte flipped back again, and found that there was really no text to continue the story.

Her mind was in a daze at the moment.

The girl died? So isn't that female assassin the protagonist of the story?

Could it be that you are looking for the wrong story?

Or did the girl escape through some special method, did not die, and became an assassin incognito?

Charlotte didn't quite understand, and even now even the judgment she already had in her heart was swept away.

Because she couldn't confirm whether the "right or wrong" that the woman said was referring to the previous identification with the man, or the so-called choice made for the future of the town.

Silent for a moment, Charlotte could only think that the girl did not die but ran out of this speculation, as for the later .

She looked up and asked Lynn, "Do you think she's doing the right thing?" ”

Lynn was stunned: "Which one do you mean?" What does she say about other people's arguments? Or is it the death of a man who imposes a high tax and hands it over to a 'man'? ”

"Yes, both."

"I don't think I have any objection to the first one." Lynn whispered, "It's hard to have a complete and universally agreed definition of many things in the world, even gold coins will be disliked by people, so no one can judge what other people do from the other person's point of view, but if you are the protagonist and always firm that you are right, then." ”

"No matter what others say, if she feels she is right, then she is right."

It's a very Lynn statement, he always believes and believes in what he believes.

Charlotte nodded slightly, and then asked, "Well, what about the second one." ”

"The second" Lynn shook her head after a moment's deliberation, "I don't know, but if it were me, I wouldn't have chosen it this way." ”

"So you think it's the wrong thing to do?"

"Well, sort of."

Charlotte blinked, curled up on her knees, rested her chin on it, and whispered, "I think she's right." ”

"Huh? Why? Lynn asked curiously.

"Because. She probably liked the man. Charlotte whispered, "She fell in love with the man, so she wanted to get close to him, but she was just an ordinary girl, and she didn't stand out enough in any way." ”

"If the grass that grows on the ground wants to raise its head and touch the sun, it must grow taller, and it must grow taller and taller, and it will not shrink even if it is placed under the sickle of death."

"Because she is a humble grass, if she wants to touch what she wants to touch, she has to pay a tenfold and hundredfold price, even her life."

“.” Lynn was silent for a moment and said, "If you look at it this way, no one can say she's wrong. ”

"yes."

Charlotte smiled and narrowed her eyes again: "Anyway, you just said that you wouldn't choose that way, then."

"Do you want to ask why?"

"No, I'm sure I can think of your reasons, but what I'm going to say is, what do you think I'll choose."

“.”

Lynn opened and closed her mouth in a rare move, as if she didn't know whether to say it or not.

"Say it, I want to hear it." Charlotte's voice was soft.

"Well," Lynn said, looking at the ceiling, "I don't think you'll accept it, and even if you were forced to accept it, you'd throw it at someone else like garbage." ”

"Huh?" The answer seemed to come as a surprise to Charlotte, "Why do you think that?" ”

"Because you're too timid to take responsibility."

“.”

Charlotte had to admit that there seemed to be some truth to this answer.

But what if you change the prerequisites?

For example, replace "man" with "Lynn".

She thought, she might have made the same choice.

What about the ending, will the ending be the same as her, and people who are killed don't want to come to see her?

According to Charlotte's understanding of Lynn, this probability may be a little small, as small as 99.9 percent.

He is cruel like this world, no matter what others think, he will run silently, not caring what others think, only doing what he should do.

"It's so cold."

"Huh? Who? ”

"Ah, it's fine."

Charlotte waved her hand in a panic and fell silent again.

In other words, even if there is only a 0.1 percent probability, if you want to, you should ask.

Holding on to hope, Charlotte whispered, "I say, do you think that if that man were you, you would not come to see the girl until she died?" ”

Lynn was stunned and looked into the girl's eyes.

"Just as you can guess what a girl thinks, I can guess what this 'man' thinks."

"The girl likes him, but the man has never loved this girl, she is just a passer-by around the other party, and she doesn't look as good as the celebrity who danced with her at the ball, although the other party helped him when he was down, but he also gave her a return and cleared it up."

"So, if I were him, I wouldn't have come."

Charlotte's barely maintained smile stiffened: "This, is it so?"

"But, I'm not him." Lynn reached out and helped the girl brush up the broken hair, and smiled, "You don't have to bring that girl in, because you're not her either." ”

"You are a princess, you have a unique look, or a girl who is favored by the gods, and everything you have is something that others can't imagine, so you don't have to be humble, and you don't have to hold your head high for anyone."

“.”

Charlotte was not a fool, she clearly understood the meaning of the other party's words.

There was an inexplicable stubbornness in her heart, she parted from the other party's hand and said hard.

"That's what I'm going to do!"

Her voice wasn't loud, but it was hard for anyone to imagine how hard it took her to say such a thing.

She is so timid, so reserved, so cowardly, and only at such times will she be a little braver.

Lynn was silent, suddenly remembering that the barrage had told him all the tragic end she had.

Really, how can a person who always puts his eyes on others get a good ending?

Sighing, Lynn patted her head, her voice unconsciously softer.

"Do what you have to do before you regret it, and then it's the right choice."

Charlotte raised her head and said aggrievedly, "Then others don't think it's right or don't want to accept it." ”

Lynn said, "Your own choice, can others control it?" ”

“.”

Charlotte's lips quivered, she blinked again, and suddenly raised her head.

"That's it, I'll take care of him!"

This time she has a loud voice, which is a rare domineering appearance.