Chapter 828: 3. Even if heaven falls (17)

The air is filled with a touch of spice. If you distinguish it carefully, you can distinguish the taste of the paint. In addition, there is no trace of dust in the entire space. It is not difficult to imagine that this battleship should be a new battleship that has not been equipped for a long time. This is in stark contrast to the small and smelly cabin of the Endeavour which is also a new ship. ↖top↖point↖small↖said,
Normally, Minerva will carefully observe and record every detail of this battleship. Although every comparison with Charlemagne will frustrate her, she will still persevere to collect every detail of potential opponents.
At the moment Minerva just hugged her legs tightly and buried her face deeply in her knees.
Bronzing wallpaper, frosting decoration, ivory stationery, high-end furniture-adhering to the spirit of the elves who have always pursued the nouveau riche of the tall, the military cabin of the Great Emperor is also extremely luxurious, and the staff cabin filled with Baroque style is not for those school officials. Staff use, even for the noble generals of Charlemagne, is too extravagant. But no matter how comfortable it is, the fact that this room is functioning as a prison cannot be changed. The gold-plated clock makes a boring and monotonous running sound, and the heartbeat and breath sing on the eardrum with the clock's beat.
No one can associate the decadent girl like a living corpse in front of her with the active and determined king. But since lunch with Li Lin, she has remained like this, and her desperate head is constantly tumbling in despair. Question.
What exactly is Li Lin? To the goddess, what are we humans? Where should we go from now on?
The three problems are related to each other. From a certain perspective, it is actually a problem-Li Lin.
At first, Minerva, like everyone else, thought he was a profitable businessman, a dead businessman who counted money with hands. He longed for war not because it would help Charlemagne get better or worse. He didn't care about this at all, nor did he care about the life and death of the civilians who were caught in the war, whether it was humans or orcs, Charlemagne or Albion-he only cared about the profits brought by the war. Continue to write grand, blood and flame scripts, and then put them into practice. It is not an exaggeration to call him the source of world distortions.
However, the moment when Roland revealed that Li Lin was a divine agent. After linking his speech and behavior, Minerva felt only the chill and fear that penetrated the bone marrow.
What is that indifference?
Analyze the affairs from an absolutely rational and calm point of view, choose the most correct means to implement them, and maintain a nearly cold calm at all times-at first glance, you will feel that excellent politicians have this quality. Richelieu, Queen Elizabeth implemented this very well. As for not treating people as people, Minerva’s brethren may not lose Li Lin in this respect. The two are so paranoid about their own values ​​that they treat everything but themselves as a single object. . This also includes blood relatives. From Li Lin's position overlooking everything, it seems more natural to see sentient beings as objects.
Li Lin's words and deeds make people think that everything is possible in him. There is nothing he can't do. In fact, it is true, but this seemingly omnipotent agent of ideology has no enthusiasm.
Richelieu, Elizabeth, Crown Prince, Second Prince-almost all the superiors can kill and sell people without changing their faces, and they will not feel guilty and conscientious for this. But after all, they act with a certain goal and a certain hope. The legitimacy of their purpose and means is debatable, but their mood is understandable. There are enemies you want to hit. There are opponents who can vent their hatred and goals they can pursue. Talents will have a sense of fulfillment. When you chase those things, you can forget despair. But Li Lin? What did he believe in? What are you chasing? When the man who described his own group and the future of the world, whose tone was like a scholar who observed insects, really believed anything? What is boarding deep in his heart is-
The intense chill hit the body, and the body shrank a little more. The pair of red pupils with impersonal flavors flashed through their heads, not a metaphor, and they were never humans who talked eloquently with themselves. What is he? Where was the red pupil that swallowed up with despair and hope? Thinking eroded by fear emanates even more terrifying questions. Minerva felt goose bumps all over her body, and her trembling fists were clenched firmly.
A suffocating space mixed with the sound of unlocking the cabin door, conditioned reflexively turned to the opened door, and when the question of "whether it was an interrogator or other tricks" came out of the idling head, a face that was not too strange Appeared in front of eyes. Face Casper's tense expression. The girl who didn't know how to deal with it buried her face in her safe knee again.
Before the meal time, the person in charge does not wear a black uniform or an orc. What is this person doing here now?
The doubt flashed through and was quickly filtered out by the empty head. Just as the mind was about to vacate again, the murky voice and the sound of the door closing drilled into the ear.
"It's ridiculous..."
Cold anger evaporates into the air, without disguising the eyes of contempt and abhorrence, and piercing the skin, convinced that the other party is not for official work, Minerva squeezed his fist hard, and his voice continued.
"... This decadent woman is actually the queen of a country, which is unbelievable. I thought that the guy was fascinated by the woman...Is it wrong? I knew that the guy could not be a good guy Soldier's."
"Excellent... soldier?"
The whispering mosquito-like whisper did not escape the keen hearing of the beast, glancing at the girl who was still curling up. When Caspar took off his military cap, he scratched his hair hard, and when he put on his military cap again, The eyes under the brim are no longer confused and restless.
"Yes, the military's duty is obedience. Its technology and power are all used to dedicate to the country and the organization. Once the order is issued, it will be contrary to feelings or unethical, and we will all carry out it. It’s such a violent machine. A guy who can’t do this, no matter how good he is, can’t be called an excellent soldier.

After a pause, Casper said:
"Just like Roland."
From the first sight of Roland, Casper regarded the boy with a determined look as his biggest competitor. Later in the days of Yalfheim, Casper set Roland as the goal he must surpass.
Say it's to get attention. It's a child's stubborn temper, or purely inexplicable bad ties with him, in short, Caspar doesn't want to lose to Roland. In order to achieve this, he sweated silently and finally paid off after hardship. Become a glorious second lieutenant of the guard, you can often appear in front of the consul. Accept important tasks. In the eyes of others, Caspar's future is bright. Even if he can't enter the General Staff in the future, he can fight for his own world. But Casper himself knew that this did not satisfy him, because none of them could prove his surpassing Roland.
He was not discouraged because he knew that one day he would meet Roland on the battlefield.
"He is a very simple person, a good old man."
This character is not a problem. But in the political world, there is no room for good people to survive. Roland’s special identity, his political tendencies, and his values ​​are destined to conflict between him and the consul sooner or later-Casper knows this. Ming, all his efforts have been prepared to prove himself beyond Roland at that moment.
As he expected, Roland finally took the action of rebellion, and the stage of the showdown with Roland came as expected.
Everything went according to expectations, and it was no problem to say it went smoothly.
But... why?
I will be well prepared early tomorrow.
Take off the glove and stare at the palm of the left hand. There are traces of slight gun cocoon remaining on the seemingly smooth and tender fingers.
Obviously, he was already used to killing people.
Why really face Roland. Can't start?
Why didn't you notice?
It was Nidhogg's accusation against Casper's mind.
Roland dodged continuously among the floating rocks. The positions of the reflection unit and the mobile radar were captured, and the control circuit of the reflection unit was successfully invaded, destroying the main reconnaissance force of the fleet. From the beginning of the fight, Roland had already noticed the existence of the mobile radar, and the subsequent struggle was to confirm its position. If at that time, I suspected Roland's actions a little, and then recorded and analyzed their actions. Perhaps measures can be taken in advance to prevent a series of subsequent mistakes.
Have you done any confirmation?
No.
Caspar never thought about such a thing.
Find the mobile radar hiding in different positions, lock the position of the reflection unit, plan the counterattack path, demonstrate its feasibility, and choose the right time. Adjusting the induction wavelength of brain quantum waves... Even in peacetime, the above operations are quite huge projects that require considerable time and effort to complete, not to mention that this is done by one person in a battle that cannot be tolerated.
Roland broke through the barrier of common sense, beautifully planned and completed the counterattack.
If Casper realizes this-
"This is your gaffe."
In his memory, Niederhogg summed it up in a cold tone.
Surrounded by the Glory of Glory, the guards, "disorder" and "dismissal", "expulsion" are often closely connected, the incompetent and the brand of the funeral dog will accompany him for the rest of his life.
Is it naive or weak? Or is it just that he is not mature enough, and he is not far from being an outstanding and qualified soldier?
This is impossible.
This is never allowed.
(I am... an excellent soldier, better than anyone, better than Roland...!!!)
The dark voice churned in the corner of the mind, Casper breathed deeply, the emotion about to break was suppressed, and the cold eyes looked at the motionless girl again.
"anyway……"
Caspar leaned back, looking down at Minerva and said:
"When the old man sees the beloved woman...what kind of expression will it show?"
Caspar pulled the tie, a twisted smile appeared on his face, and the white canine teeth showed through the lips.
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Abnormal silence flooded the detention room. Sound-absorbing materials and anti-self-harming cushions not only cut off external sounds, but also seemed to drain the sounds in the room. Suddenly the sound of unlocking sounded in the vacuum-like room, the airtight door lined with cushions slid open, and a familiar figure appeared at the door.
"law……"
"You look pretty good."
Favna raised her arm to stop Roland from speaking, turned around and glanced behind her, the corner of the black uniform flashed at the corner of the end of the passage.
"If you want to listen to it. It's okay to come over and listen to it, but if you like the mole and the of the Black Dragon clan, do you still like to use eavesdropping?"
After a moment of silence, the hostility felt in the detention room slowly disappeared with a slap.
"Cut. Anyway, it's also a dragon family. After becoming the captain of the guard, he became urine with the dog."
"That. Your Highness Fafna..."
"Go down, "I'm just a prisoner who is eating rice on this boat. Is it called "His Royal Highness, want to make fun of me?"
Fafna made a bitter smile and blinked at the stunned Roland.
"Your adoptive father still cares about the covenant with the dragons. I still have a little freedom of movement on this boat."
"is it……"
Following the low voice, Roland sat back on the mattress.
This is a predictable thing, but until now, it doesn't matter.
"The technology of the elf camp really has nothing to say. The previous trip on a human boat was like a nightmare. The spit is dark, not to mention, the boat is still preserved food. At least the desserts on this boat are not bad, the chef's craft is also good, that is The variety is monotonous."
The corner of Roland's mouth bent. As the chief flagship of the Defense Army, the food of the Great Emperor will not be lost even if it is taken on the table of a high-end restaurant. Coupled with the fact that the Guards may be boarding with the Archon, and considering that the Guards Captain's near-crazy love for sweets, the size of the storage and the configuration of professional chefs have been raised to a level. Just think that there are too few kinds of desserts... are the dragons all aliens that are not related to diabetes?
"Any favorite desserts?"
Roland asked along the way, and Favna blinked. The hard-thinking face flashed from time to time.
"Is it called..."Buffy or"the chocolate sundae."
The first time she heard such a green tone, Roland immediately leaned out and said:
"I know a good ice cream shop. On the street under the Bodhi tree in Alfheim..."
The loud voice fell suddenly, and the expression of expectation was dimmed the moment before, and the teenager put his hands back on his knees.
-Everything is meaningless, give up.
An empty echo sounded again in the exhausted mind and body. After leaving the restaurant, the whisper lingered in my heart.
"Have you talked to that guy...Li Lin?"
Feel the other person sit down beside him. A gentle voice and a sweet aroma passed over.
"Ah... yes."
"He was right."
There is no doubt, the affirmative is used, and any one will say the same.
No one can be more correct than Li Lin. He is always right. He can always find something like aphorism to prove his correctness. And every last fact will prove that he is right.
Such Li Lin told Roland what he hoped the mutual understanding would eventually bring-even if he showed some possibilities, humans would not change, and the possibilities are abominable chaos in the eyes of the beneficiaries of the rules that are particular about the immediate benefits, The resulting contradictions and conflicts continue to accumulate, which will eventually lead to a full-scale war, and the killing that will not end until one or all of them fall.
This is just a hypothesis, but as long as you think carefully, you will understand that this is an inevitable necessity.
What intelligent creatures, including humans, have learned from history is that they have learned nothing. In order to maintain the status quo, bury the possibility of coexistence with elves under the justice of many lives-this is probably the most appropriate and realistic counterpart in the eyes of humans and orcs, and no one will dispute this. Recognize elves and let them participate in the level of making world rules-no one can tolerate, no one dares to imagine.
"Every time, every time I want to do something, it turns out to be counterproductive. It doesn't matter how hard I struggle..."
Challenging reality, but overwhelmed by reality again and again, and finally trapped in the cage of reality. Even the accusations are pale and weak-elves, humans, orcs, those who want to change the world, want to maintain order, and are as detached as Li Lin, facing only hypotheses, speaking of possibilities, no one can give them When affirming the "necessary future", everyone held the same distrust and chose the option they thought was most appropriate. Roland can’t blame these actions to protect the world, everyone has everyone’s position, everyone has everyone’s justice, he doesn’t think he is qualified to deny the idea that there is a difference, and he can’t deny it.
Under current conditions, Li Lin’s strategy is most likely to eradicate disputes.
Because it is not the "correct" party, can this end only in the end? Everything in the world can only circulate in a system of closed possibilities, will everything else only eventually reach a tragic end? If this is the only truth and truth, it is too sad.
"Reality is always cruel."
The gentle arm embraced the teenager, and his fingers clumsyly and gently stroked the chestnut-colored hair. The feeling of peace of mind passed on to the teenager's heart along with the other person's body temperature.
"In the past, when I was still in the Dragon Clan, I always thought that as long as it is carried out in accordance with the principles and rules, there will be no disputes in the world. I don't even understand this. The wisdom species that fight each other is nothing different from the beast."
There was no tension in the discourse, and there was no alienation that kept the distance during the conversation, and a warmth rushed into the depressed heart.
"Later I took on the task of observing a society of wisdom. I have traveled all over the country for 120 years and contacted different people and things. Slowly, I understand that it cannot be changed or saved by words alone, and it is not necessarily correct. Let things go as you please. There are some things that do not understand the pain of being lost and the heavy burden of things without trying to collide.
The whispers in my ears overlapped with Li Lin's back. I am afraid that Favorna also believes that everything Li Lin said is indeed reasonable. In the face of the world and people who don't want to change, only strong means can achieve results.
Just when Roland was chewing on bitterness ~ EbookFREE.me ~ whispered "It might be right" from the ear.
It was a whisper that deliberately suppressed the voice, the sweet sweat flicked the nasal cavity, and there was a full and soft touch on the cheek.
"But the world is not achieved overnight, and it is not achieved in a pretentious manner. It is because in addition to the cruel reality that there is still permission for "infancy and innocent compassion, the world can go step by step to the present. So -"
As Favna said, perhaps life just cannot completely wash away the innocence and innocence. Various ideals always exist at such a distance from reality, but even so-
The world is not a product created overnight, but an existence that can only be realized gradually through the connection and accumulation of life and life. To be able to maintain that existence must not be "absolutely correct" that refuses to believe and closes the possibility.
"Believe in your choice and go forward with all your heart. Opportunities will come soon. Don’t hesitate to take advantage of your ‘unicorn.’
The whisper in the ear is gentle but contains the determination of determination. Before Roland can answer, the cherry-colored lips fall on the forehead. (To be continued...)