"Major, are you sure you're all right? I see you're weak. Steve couldn't hold back a little and asked aloud as he arranged for his men to find the doctor.

"Don't be too troublesome, Steve!" Dodim shouted sternly, "It's an order, a major's order!"

Hearing Dodim's hoarse voice, Steve and the soldiers froze, as if it were someone else entirely, from a major they didn't know well and didn't have a good relationship with. However, they noticed that Qi Lang was still calm as usual, and it seemed that there was no accident to the major, but his voice was ......

"Give me a hand, if you still consider me a friend. Dodim held out his arm to Zilang, he needed to continue to visit the town of Wache, there were many things to talk about, so he had to have Qilang's support.

"Of course you are my friend, Major, and you are my friend at all times, no matter what happens to you. Qi Lang suppressed the ups and downs of his thoughts, stepped forward gently, and put Dodim's arm on his shoulder, "Your injury is serious...... How did that work?"

Dodim pointed to Igru, who was tilting his head to look at him, "How he was hurt, how I was hurt." ”

"Is that the snow wolf?!" Qi Lang clenched his fists.

"If it weren't for that, Iglu would have healed my injuries along the way. Dodim still smiled indifferently, "It doesn't matter, my friend, it's not a big deal at all. And like Iglu, I don't blame him, I never blame him. Because that's all my choice. No wonder others ......"

Qi Lang stared at Dodim's eyes seriously: "Actually, there is still a chance to redeem all this." Major...... In my heart. You've always been that upright major, someone as kind as a brother. ”

"I'm glad to hear your comments. Dodim's voice was still hoarse, but that hoarseness seemed to be innate, and it didn't bring any discomfort to Qi Lang, "As a brother and a close friend, I think it's necessary for me to tell you a story, it's a sad story. ”

Qi Lang had already seen Dodim's stubbornness, and he couldn't refuse to be a listener. It's as if he's been kidnapped and has no choice but to be obediently at the mercy of others.

"In the northwestern part of the continent, there is a small fishing village called Bouville. Dodim began, his expression calm and his tone deep, and the fishing village he spoke of seemed to be his most dearest home, "where the people were simple and life was hard. But they were able to fish, they could make a living. Life is still passable. In most cases, people help each other and get along with each other, and everything is so harmonious......"

Dodime's narration has not been smooth, it seems that he has run out of beautiful words, and Qi Lang understands the level of expression of Dodim's official documents, he can obviously do better. That's just the beginning of the story, and he'll find his groove soon.

"Until one day, the element of disharmony arises. Dodim's voice suddenly became muffled, "Because on this very day, a woman moved in from out of town...... She was a young and beautiful woman, with a soft face and large eyes that seemed to be able to speak. But she had long, grayish hair, which was clearly different from the local population...... Her arrival aroused the jealousy of the local women, as she snatched the eyes of men at once. ”

Dodim took a few breaths and reached out to point ahead, so Qi Lang grabbed his arm and walked towards the center of Vache.

Dodim continued the sad story: "She didn't really want to be conspicuous, she just needed a place to live, and spent all her savings, bought a small cabin in the corner of the village, and lived in it—people thought she was only for a short time, after all, the village of Bouvier was a small place, and a woman like her, dressed in a beautiful dress, could not stay long, and perhaps she would move to the town, which was about two or three hundred kilometers away, and which was obviously more suitable for her. But they don't know that that's where she moved from......"

At this time, Qi Lang carried Dodim to the location of the original steel building, where the steel frame had not been completely dismantled, especially the punishment chamber, which was so strong that it seemed to grow in the ground, and the thick iron plates had been chiseled by the craftsmen and had become tattered, and looked very much like the ugly face of the devil. As Dodim reached out and stroked the tin sheet, the uneven thorns of iron cut through his fingers, causing him to frown slightly.

"The woman lived for a long time," Dodim continued, "and not only did she live, but she started a new business that the locals had never been exposed to." His voice grew tighter and tighter, as if the story had come to this point, and it was about to enter the real sad chapter.

"That's the meat trade. Dodim did not shy away from the unpleasant word, "You may not know what that kind of trade really means, in Middle-earth, people call that kind of person a prostitute." ”

Qi Lang was a little sweaty, it wasn't the feeling of embarrassment, but he guessed the direction of the story.

But Dodim continued the story without sympathy, as if he were merely an objective and impartial descriptor of the woman, whose life or death had nothing to do with him: "She had no other means of earning a living, because fishing was a physically demanding job, a very complicated task, and she had neither the tools of a fishing boat, nor a strong body, and, above all, a child in her belly...... The child was not what she wanted, it was the result of the aggression of a savage man, and it was because of this that she fled away from the country and fled to a small fishing village where no one knew her......"

The fragment that Dodim had just recounted, Qi Lang seemed to have some impressions, in that dark palace, before the dark throne, he had clearly received this message, as if this memory had always been in the air at that time.

She had no one to rely on, and in order to survive, she had no choice but to rely on herself, on this simple and somewhat tiresome way of getting by. Dodim's breathing calmed, and his eyes were neither sad nor happy. Walking past the ruins of steel, he turned to the north, and walked slowly, one by one: "She does not ask for a high price, the trade is fair and reasonable, and the men of the village of Bouvier are benefited, and they patronize her and give her money...... Finally, one day, the child was born, he was a boy, he also gave birth to gray hair, very beautiful, probably the child's own choice, he looked more like his mother, of course, he even thought that he had no father at all. ”

The mountains to the north were so tall and large that they completely obscured the afternoon sun, and the huge shadows covered it, so that Qi Lang could barely see Dodim's facial expression, but his words came clearly.

"The child is growing day by day, and the woman has to work harder because there is an extra mouth to eat in the house. "And the men are starting to notice the change in the woman, she is always absent-minded, she is more distracted, and she seems to realize that she can't always be in this kind of business, because it will have a very bad effect on her children......

Dodim stopped, looking up at the high cliff. The cliff is four or five hundred meters high, the section is very flat, and the dense caves seem to be drawn out of the inner box one by one, and the sadness that was once sealed in it has been drifted into the air, and no one cares about it anymore.

Dodim sighed and refocused on his story: "Finally, there is a man who is going to accept her—he is going to marry her, make her his wife, and he wants to take her and the children away. ”

Qi Lang's heart kept in his throat, and when he heard this, he suddenly felt a sense of relaxation, although he knew that the end of the story must be a tragedy, but for some reason, he really hoped that the woman and the kind man could make their dreams come true. They lived happily together, they still had that child, and they lived a carefree life ever since.

However, the story inevitably takes a turn.

"But just as they were in high spirits and ready to move on to a new life...... Dodim's voice grew more and more somber, "the man died, inexplicably dead......"

Qi Lang exclaimed: "How can this be?!"

Dodim turned his head and smiled indifferently: "I don't know, the story is like this, he is dead." The kid couldn't figure out the truth of the matter, but the villagers had a way, and they explained it reasonably, that the man's death was caused by the woman, because the woman was like a demon, and think about it, she even did such a despicable thing as selling her body, let alone harming people. ”

Qi Lang had basically guessed the rest of the story, because it was exactly what he saw in his dream - he had thought it was the dream of the Igru brothers, but in fact, it was the real experience of the child!

"They hold a public trial, but in reality, it's a persecution!" Dodim's voice rose little by little, and his tone increased, as if he had confused his own identity, and he seemed to take the story as his own: "Those simple villagers, suddenly become a pack of wild beasts, they judge her, they insult her, do what they can!

Dodim's voice was so high that the soldiers in the distance could hear it.

"Those scumbags!!"

Igru seemed to be frightened, and let out a long howl like a fury: "Woo-" (to be continued......