Chapter 198: Ideal?
For the city of Selen, Xiuge is certainly familiar.
Although he had always only visited a few places before, he had traveled and seen many places in the city because of the relatively fixed route of the city's magic van in the past, and he always had to travel long distances to get to the Peace Newspaper office.
And because of the need to write materials, Xiuge is very familiar with many landmarks in the city of Selen.
As he went, he saw many important signs of the past.
For example, a monument erected between buildings to commemorate some of the famous people in the city of Seren, or a fountain sculpture left behind by a certain master......
Now, however, these important landmarks have been transformed.
They were not completely destroyed like the magnificent bell tower of the city of Seren, but they had been lost beyond recognition.
The pool of the elaborate fountain had collapsed, the water inside had been completely drained, the humanoid sculpture had been violently destroyed, and the magic crystals that had been embedded in the sculpture to ensure the continuous operation of the fountain had been forcibly removed.
The monuments to the people who were responsible for the founding of the city of Salem and the "cause of peace" between the two countries have now been painted, and heavy oil paint has been sprinkled directly on the monuments, and has been painted with various symbols and words, among which there is neither the iris of the royal family of Teresa nor the giant eagle of the kingdom of Waterl.
In these paintings, Hug sees only the sword that symbolizes anger, the rope used to express despair and anger, and other than that, there are a few words of prayer to the goddess Mel.
Next to the monument, Hug saw buckets and brushes abandoned on the ground, as well as blood stains and empty clothing—it seems that the painter had chosen to end his life next to his work, and his body and the crystallized guns left behind were taken by the children of the abyss and other survivors, respectively.
Compared to the collapsed houses and cracked roads in the earthquake, this scene is more profound and absurd.
After a brief pause, Shug asked, "Felix, how many people do you think there are left in the city?"
"I don't know ...... know."
Felix looked at the pale phalanges left next to the monument and couldn't help but sigh, "But as far as I've seen with my own eyes, the two deadliests are probably the week or two immediately after the disaster, and the great earthquake that followed."
"In the beginning, people didn't realize the seriousness of the problem, when robberies, thefts and murders were the most frequent, and many people were not killed by those monsters at all, but at the hands of others...... As I mentioned to you before, those who stormed the stronghold of the gate were also included."
Felix looked a little helpless when talking about these things: "In fact, when the robbers realized the seriousness of the problem, they were already close to death...... After all, they spend most of their time looting and plundering, and these people don't even believe that there are monsters in the city at first."
Felix's gaze fell on a crack in the base of the monument, "After spending the first time, those who survived have gradually learned how to deal with and deal with those monsters...... However, the earthquake that followed killed many people in the shelter."
Hearing him say this, Hug turned his gaze to Felix's chest, and before leaving the door, he deliberately put on a pendant that Hug remembered that Marlena had said belonged to a child who had died in the earthquake.
Felix lamented: "The earthquake happened during the day...... Alas, at that time the people who were left in the shelter were people who needed to be cared for, so ......."
Hearing Felix's words, Xiuge couldn't help but shake his head.
Along the way, he had seen too many collapsed houses, many of which were apartment buildings for human habitation.
Not every builder in charge of building is absolutely responsible, and as a mage, Xiuge can tell at a glance that most of these collapsed buildings have not been attached to them for protection
The curing ceremony of parapets, they are not even substandard at the level of the building structure.
In the language that Xiuge is familiar with, it is the so-called "tofu dregs".
However, apartment buildings are the preferred hiding place for ordinary people...... The thought of the many survivors who had escaped the first round of death was a source of depression.
He raised his hand and pressed twice on the unrecognizable monument beside him, and then Shug noticed that the surface of the monument seemed to be filled with a very unpleasant aura, apparently there had been a large number of Abyssal Descendants who had been here, or who had been left behind by their crawling.
Unlike the city that Shug imagined had experienced a major catastrophe and had a large number of deaths, although the city of Salem was extremely dilapidated, there was no smell of decay coming from the ruins, and until now, there has been no outbreak of any form of epidemic in the city.
This is mainly related to the traits of the Descendants of the Abyss.
They are not only extremely strange and dangerous hunters, but also dutiful cleaners of the corrupt, whether human or ordinary animals, all living beings who die in this catastrophe will be found and devoured by the children of the abyss.
"It's good news among all the bad news."
He smiled helplessly.
By this time, Snich had also been well rested, so the two of them climbed up its back again and continued in the direction of the south gate.
Towards eight o'clock in the morning, the two of them had managed to reach the south gate.
Like the rest of the city in Seren, there was a dead silence, except that the neighborhood had apparently been searched by someone who had even left signs and patterns on the walls and streets to warn those who came after them.
Shuge even saw the huge cracks that had been specially marked and the collapsed buildings that might have harbored the heirs of the Abyss.
He was surprised to find that those who had been here had even tried to fill in the cracks in the streets, but they had obviously not done a very good job, and most of the materials used to fill the cracks were discarded stone and sand, which were so loose that Xiuge even suspected that if the children of the abyss bumped into each other at random, the cracks would instantly return to their original state.
But in any case, in this kind of situation, it is very rare to have someone to do this kind of thing.
"It's from Iris Street."
Felix pointed to a nearby wall, and Hug turned his head to see a blooming purple irise.
"This General Butz actually used the logo of the royal family of Teresa?"
"After all, General Boots was originally a Teresa, and in fact, he has been trying to get the city of Salem to surrender to the Terean Kingdom for the past few years, which is why the Tricolor Brotherhood was able to get a favor from Iris Street."
Hearing this, Xiuge was silent for two seconds: "So even now, are they still sticking to this set of ideas?"
"I've heard that General Boots isn't very friendly to the Waterl, but it doesn't seem like he's completely unacceptable."
Shug laughed, "It's funny."
"Interesting?"
Felix was stunned, but then he reacted, Hug was a real member of the Ernst family, and his black hair and pale complexion revealed his status as a Wattle nobleman.
At this moment, Felix suddenly felt a little uneasy, such a layer of identity conditions seemed to cause some unnecessary trouble and resistance to the cooperation with Iris Street.
Given the current relationship of trust between the two, Felix did not hide his concerns from Xiuge, and after listening to Felix's narration, Xiuge acted rather indifferent, and he glanced unhurriedly at the room with the strange mask floating in the metal disc of his spiritual world.
Now, this room was completely different from the state it had been when it was first filled with mist, and Xiuge could clearly feel that the power to block it had been greatly weakened, as long as he continued to maintain the previous one
The hunt for the Descendants of the Abyss should soon be able to completely lift this blockade and succeed in gaining the power therein.
Shuge had a hunch that the mask would most likely help him deal with the next events.
"Don't think too much about it, I'll figure it out when the time comes...... Let's deal with the matter in front of us first."
After saying that, Xiuge took out the pocket watch secret instrument that he had scavenged from the members of the Tricolor Brotherhood before, and handed it directly to Felix: "Wear him, this thing should prevent those monsters from being aware of your existence to a certain extent, provided that you don't appear directly in front of them."
"I understand."
Felix nodded gratefully, then he raised his hand and pointed to the building near the south gate, "I'm going to take a look at the stronghold there...... Although it is likely that this place has been emptied by Iris Street, there may be some scattered objects left."
"Go ahead, I'll take a look around here...... By the way, bring it with you."
As he spoke, Xiug spread out his palm and handed over a very tiny magic mouse, "Just put it in your coat pocket, and if you are in danger, it will tell me directly." new
Felix reached out with a trembling hand, took the mouse, and then put it in his coat pocket.
He always felt that Shog Ernst seemed to have an inseparable connection with rats, and this made him have some not-so-good associations, Felix had heard those police officers talk about the tragedy of the Peace newspaper when he was in the police station before, and the editor-in-chief of Philip, who single-handedly concocted the public opinion frenzy in Salem, seemed to have been gnawed alive by a swarm of rats......
"Should I ......?"
Felix gave Shug a cautious look, but he didn't dare to ask more, took his empty bag and weapon, and hurried in the direction of the stronghold.
"This kid reacts very quickly!"
Jacob Ernst was very interested in Felix, and he had been observing the young leader of the Mutual Aid through the eyes of Siug, and Felix's reaction was naturally keenly captured by him: "Son, how do I feel that I am not right? That kid seems to be suspicious of you?"
"Ah, I guess Felix remembered something that happened in Seren City before, right?"
Xiuge smiled, "It's not a big deal, it's just a guy who is playing right and wrong and has been eaten by rats...... He deserves it."
Seeing that Xiuge's state of mind was very relaxed, Jacob also laughed, "But I think that young man is a little scared, this shouldn't affect the trust between you, right?"
"No, it won't."
Shuge turned around and completely radiated his magical perception at the same time, "If he had known that I had done it, he might have felt a little frightened, but if it was him now, I'm afraid he would only applaud."
Shug closed his eyes slightly, and managed to locate an Abyss Heir hiding in the nearby ruins in his magical perception, and as he walked in that direction, he replied, "Although Felix himself may not know, he is actually similar to some other people I know...... In fact, he has always cherished certain ideals, and he is willing to actively do something to change the status quo in order to realize these ideals."
There was no one else in the nearby streets, so Shug stood in front of the ruins that held the Descendants of the Abyss, and Calron's touch rolled out and stabbed into the cracks of the ruins of the buildings.
Soon, the frightened hiss of the Abyssal Heir came from the ruins, and as if he hadn't heard it, Shug continued to speak to Jacob, "All the judgments Felix has made in the past, and the things he has been pouring his energies into, are in fact manifestations of this tendency...... Even after the disaster, he still tried to help the children who had lost their parents and loved ones, even if it didn't make any sense in the short term, but he did it anyway."
"The Professor Mayer I know is actually a similar person, except that he knows better than Felix what he wants to do and what he is doing."
In a few words, the touch of Calon of Shug had once again cut off its prey, and the long-awaited messenger in the mirror appeared, and a large cloud of mist poured towards the ruins, easily devouring the fragments of the Abyssal Descendants that had been cut clean.
At this time, Jacob said in the spiritual world of Shug, "I think I probably understand what you mean, but ...... I want to ask, child, what about you? Are you the kind of person you call you?"
"Probably, right?"
Xiuge was a little unsure about this question.
"Why is it just possible?"
"If I talk about ideals, then I do have them, but they are too far away for the current world...... If anything, what I'm doing now is not fighting for an ideal, but building a relatively stable foundation for the ideal itself, right?"