Why it never ends

Chapter 222

Near noon, the presiding judge announced an adjournment.

This was not just a short lunch break, the trial originally scheduled for the afternoon was also cancelled—the original jurors were suddenly wiped out, and the next trial would have to wait another five working days at the earliest.

All of a sudden, everything has to start from scratch.

At the same time, the news quickly spread throughout AHgAs following the announcement of the internal court——

The Mercury Needles in fourteen regions were suddenly told that in the past ten years, the several mutant hunters they had seen or heard were actually the same person, and it was a young man who had previously been unknown in the interior. How can it not arouse people's heated discussion.

The same thing happened to Tan Yi, to Victoria's squad.In view of Victoria's previous ambiguity, most people did not realize how sacred this "too special" Hesta is. It was not until the specific battles she participated in were announced that everyone really felt her weight. .

Victoria immediately began to fight for the 004 office, hoping that the headquarters could temporarily lift Hesta's ban and allow her to participate in the siege against the "Assassin".

In the application report, Victoria stated that Hesta might be on the side of the assassin, but considering that this is an existence that can have a significant impact on the assassin, she is willing to take this risk.

Unsurprisingly, the 004 office sternly rejected this request. At the cusp of the moment, no one would be so reckless as to directly release the client to work.

Victoria still didn't give up, and then she and Ende made a special trip to Bruno City, hoping to meet the legendary Mercury Needle again, but this time Hesta refused their request to meet.According to Campbell, the number of people who came to Hesta during this period was like a fish in a river, and to be fair, she didn't see anyone, no one was an exception.

Victoria can only lament that she always misses good opportunities.

……

In the Independence Prison, life seemed to slow down again.

For Hesta, this period of time is very similar to the days when she first entered the reserve base - when she was recuperating in the hospital like now, so many people suddenly sent greetings, sent flowers, and even proposed A request for a visit.

However, unlike last time, most of the long letters sent this time were written by Mercury Needle, who had cooperated with Hesta.

The letters were full of warmth, and Hesta couldn't remember the names on many of the envelopes, but when she opened them and read their consolations, those faces and voices came alive again.

In their letters, they all mentioned that they had searched for Hesta after the battle, but they all found that there was no such person in the third district. If it weren't for the announcement of the trial results, they would not have known about this brave man. The soldier is actually in prison at the moment.

Although the compliments and descriptions of Hesta in the letter were unfamiliar to her, she still carefully read every letter she sent while she was recuperating in the independent prison.

Almost suddenly, Hestad took a huge interest in how other people saw him.She suddenly found that once the compliments in the letter were placed on Liz, everything became appropriate.

She liked Liz so much that she could almost feel the affection and concern behind certain words... almost exactly the same as she felt for Liz.

This complete misidentification and sudden sincerity amazed Hesta—how these writers could conclude that she was a noble and tragically injured innocent person based on their brief encounters on the battlefield.

So she read it over and over again, trying to find the answer from the text, some of which were read so many times that she could almost recite them.

She remembered Ava once saying that there was a huge gap between how a person actually lived and how he should live.A man who forsakes what the average man actually does for what he ought to do is not preserving himself but destroying himself.

But Ava, how can a person... how can he distinguish between his "should be life" and "actual life"?
Hesta remembered that this was not a problem for her a long time ago—in Short Ming Alley, anyone who couldn't tell the difference deserved to be exposed to the wilderness without a place to die.

But after joining AHgAs, the two began to become highly unified: trust in AHgAs' intelligence, instructions, trust in one's companions, and trust in one's own abilities-this is the basis of all victories, and it is also the survival of the unexpected battlefield. bottom line requirements.

After being placed in the battle sequence, there is no longer a difference between "should" and "actual" in the life of Mercury Needle. If something is "should be done", then it must be "actually implemented" - any previous period The perfunctory and sloppy actions may bring unpredictable blood costs.

Until... later.

Until she noticed the clues of her mother's death, until she saw what happened after Liz's death... Hesta finally saw the huge gap between "should" and "actual" again.

Clear boundaries emerged in everything—the distinction between her as a "mercury needle" and an "assassin", as a sharp blade and as a person... However, which of the two belongs to "should" and which one? Belong to "actual"?
Which party is the life that must never be given up because of the other party?

Hester could not come up with an answer.

But this didn't affect her choice at all, and she didn't even think about other options in this matter.

The trading field of fate is turbulent, and self-preservation and destruction seem to be two sides of the same coin. If she wants one side, she must accept the other side-the justice in her heart cannot be done for a day, and she is in such a world. It is like being in purgatory, so whoever wants to live passionately must risk death again and again.

Almost instantly, Hesta felt the loneliness that a dead person once felt—and she thought of Liz again, and she always thought of Liz, a thousand times over.

Hesta looked at the handwritten letters in her hand again, and suddenly had some new thoughts. Now that such a huge wave has been set off, maybe she should seize the opportunity and be braver.

Too bad she couldn't go to Ava right now, and tell any of her friends about these sudden realizations for their advice.She just silently folded and aligned these letters one by one, and put them aside, a powerful torrent flowed from her heart to her whole body.

Maybe we've been on the same path all along and I just realized it today.

Maybe this is the way to go.

(End of this chapter)