Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

It was only early in the morning, and the cold and wet wind was blowing from the mist-shrouded peaks in the distance, and a rustling dead leaf flew up, passing Kant's cheeks, his quiet eyes not blinking.

As if today was just an ordinary day.

It's as if you're just visiting a good friend in town.

Leona looked at Kant, she could feel the heat of the flames churning in the other's chest, the calm and undulating chest was like a huge bellows, agitating the flames to expand, fiercely burning the red stubborn iron, and the majestic beating heart was like a huge bellows. The iron block is generally forged with an iron hammer, hitting countless sparks that splatter.

She knew that the stubborn iron was being slowly forged into a sword, and the forger decided to make the hammer more swift and the flame more fiery, which is why Kant was gone.

This man was determined to remember what was about to happen or had happened in Valentine in an almost masochistic way, and to melt it all into the sword that was being forged until it was sharpened.

He hides the annoyance and shock in his heart in a subtle and stubborn way. His warm but restrained emotions will become part of his future life and shape a more spiritual soul. A noble anger gathers in an ordinary body, but it is deep and sad. And helpless.

Facing the brutality of an army and the suffering of a city, a person is powerless. Witnessing and remembering is only within his power. At least he can cut his chest, feel the pain, and remember the blood flowing.

For a time, Leona breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt a burst of sour sadness.

She knew that the passive escape from the world revealed by Kant yesterday had been annihilated by the wind, and Nick's resolute sacrifice had inadvertently realized a greater meaning, and he would not leave lightly.

But the price is that the Aurora who crossed the empire and came to Goethe has taken the initiative to step into this war. He is standing here, standing on Goethe's land, with his car behind him, just like in the empire, just war The stars have come and fallen, and iron and fire are branded on this confident and enthusiastic body a few days ago. This may be the price of growing up.

She couldn't refuse, and she couldn't say anything against it.

"Wait here, catch up and ask the messenger, if there is any hiding place around, there will definitely be. If you are discovered by the elf troops, you will reveal your identity and say that you were robbed by the Goethe rebels..."

Kant asked calmly, and also called the housekeeper to listen, so that Leona would not be distracted.

He also instructed Hong San and the greenskins to wait here.

Hong San said, "Master, I too..."

Kant refused without hesitation: "You can't go, I'll go with it, even if the most critical situation occurs, there is a way to get out, and you can't."

He was so insistent that Hong San couldn't object. Kant looked at the greenskins and planned to order these orcs to stay in the strictest manner, but he thought too much.

They looked absent-minded, with no high-spirited desire for war on their faces, but frowned, looking very concerned, without the slightest objection to Kant's orders.

He glanced at everyone one last time, then turned to get into the car, and the Hummer Hongsan started.

Suddenly, Leona hurried over, slapped the car window, and shouted to Kant, "Hey!"

While checking the firearms in the car, Kant said coldly, "Let's go."

The Autobot did not move, but lowered the window.

Before Kant could speak, Leona jumped up, stepped on the pedals of the Hummer, stretched out her hands, grabbed Kant's collar, and looked directly into his eyes: "You must come back alive!"

Kant looked at the star eyes that were close at hand, and nodded slowly: "...Well, don't worry."

"I heard it last night."

"Um?"

Leona said loudly: "I said I heard what you said to Nick! You and Tina have never slept, kissed, or even established a relationship! The so-called marriage is because she is talking to herself. ,right!"

The girl's voice was very loud, and her words were full of momentum. Kant nodded subconsciously: "...Yes."

"Then it's settled!"

With a chirp, Leona's mouth arched over directly.

However, she was inexperienced, and her eyes were too close to her head. She only kissed her face, but Leona was completely unaware of it, as if she had stabbed Kant. She was satisfied, blushed, and shouted loudly to cover up her emotions. Roared: "Then I don't count as grabbing a man from her!"

"Listen! You've caught my eye! I want to raise you to be a little white face! It doesn't matter if you're a **** who doesn't understand style and swings an ax! When you come back, I'll get you in my hands!"

"Hang Mao! You have made a lot of money! The old lady is very rich! I even smashed you into my bed with money!"

"Look at what I'm doing, haven't you seen a rich woman looking for a man? Then you've seen it now! Go and do your business now, and when you come back, I'll show you how the Vidal family behaves!"

"…"

"…"

The two looked at each other, and the surroundings were silent. Although it was in this atmosphere, Miss Vidal's explosive words still shocked everyone's heart.

After a while, Leona jumped off the pedal and kicked the car door hard: "What are you looking at! Get out now!"

The Hummer rumbled away, and until it disappeared, Leona slowly crouched down and buried her head in her arms.

She whispered: "...It hurts."

Hong San had already caught up with the leaving messenger, and after he understood it, he came back and told the old butler about the hiding matters, including how to cover up his aura, how to cover up the tracking of the elf war dog, and so on.

Then Leona heard the sound of fabric tearing.

She looked up and saw Hong San tore two pieces of cloth from her body, and then took some blood from several people in the Vidal Chamber of Commerce, smearing incomprehensible patterns on the cloth, and walking in the direction where Kant left Go, with a long gun behind him.

Seeing her looking over, he nodded and saluted.

His expression was calm and calm, unlike the usual dodge and respect.

Leona said coldly, "He won't let you go back."

Hong San smiled and said, "I only listen to Master's words."

His smile and expression were more than calm and calm, they were simply alienation and indifference, so much so that Leona couldn't say a second word of dissuasion.

Because this man who used to call himself a servant, often bowed his knees and greeted others with a smile, now his waist is as straight as a spear, and he almost wrote "I will die, it's none of your business" on his face.

She could only watch Hong San go away in silence, until the other party finally finished painting, she saw from a distance that the other party's back, which had become extremely small, bent down and tied the two pieces of cloth around her legs.

After a long time, the old butler came forward.

He whispered: "Miss, although I don't agree with it, but... do you want to go back?"

"Go back... shit."

Leona gritted her teeth and said, "Go back and be a burden?"

Although from beginning to end, the girl had a straight face, neither smiling nor crying, strong and stubborn, but at this moment, tears finally flowed from her eyes, the heart is not iron, the reason why human beings are high-level creatures with spirituality is because they have extremely strong empathy ability.

The desperation, tragic and decisive Nick showed in her heart was deeply touched even by her being an imperial person. Kant turned back alone, remembering the back of Valentine's fall, how could she not be moved.

But she can't go back, can't be with Kant, she keeps her senses, she will make the right choice at any time, and she will never rush back in a hot-headed way to pull Kant's hind legs.

But sometimes the right choice often means pain and helplessness.

Just like Nick's decision, how could he not know that the feat of dying with the enemy means that the civilians of the whole city will fall into the abyss of pain and despair. He is in a dilemma, praying, and finally making a decision, because this is war, and war will not Considering who is innocent, war only demands cruelly from all life.

only…

"I don't want to be like this forever, or I don't want to be like this next time, I can only wait."

Leona slowly turned around, looked around at the crowd, and finally her eyes fell on the orcs.

These heartless greenskins who eat, drink, and brag all day seem to be always happy or angry, but now the smiles and anger have disappeared from their faces.

They are meditating.

Orc, contemplative, these two words never seem to be connected.

But it still happened.

Leona stepped forward.

Chopping the sky came back to his senses and looked down at the little shrimp in front of him.

The girl raised her head and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking..." Green Skin murmured, "I'm thinking about what that little shrimp read..."

Leona said lightly, "What do you think?"

"I feel...I...I don't know...I can't tell..." The green skin in front of him showed unprecedented confusion, scratching his ears and scratching his cheeks, with a puzzled expression, "I just..."

He couldn't organize precise words to describe it, because its mood at the moment was also chaotic. In the end, Greenskin just expressed his most intuitive mood.

He whispered: "I'm just a little envious, I'm just a little envious..."

These simple-minded, naive-minded orcs live optimistically in the bitter cold, but this does not mean that they are ignorant of the current state of the tribe. Many orcs leave the tribe and go south, some wanting to see the bigger world, others What are they looking for, the group of Chopping Heaven and Earth came to look for the great master, but just heard the words in Nick's suicide note, but it was shocking and unspeakable. If you understand, empathy is the ability of higher creatures.

Leona said softly, "I know what you are envious of, do you want to know?"

The Humvee swept across the rolling hills, rushed through the sparse woodland, roaring and galloping, the bits of debris splashed on the glass, the pendant hanging from the interior rearview mirror kept swinging, Kant closed the magazine, put the gun aside, he held the A terrifying weapon only for killing, but only today I know what war is.

The Autobot's low, bewildered words came from the loudspeaker.

"Father, I don't understand."

As a newly born mechanical life, it doesn't understand why creatures can be both brave and cowardly, it doesn't understand why creatures can know that they will die and not surrender, it doesn't understand why someone is willing to sacrifice for the country, the world and the world that are no longer related to him. generation and sacrifice everything.

Kant said softly: "This is war."

"Father, what exactly is war?"

"what is it then?"

Kant opened the window.

The breeze from Calonia, the country where Cleveland, Captain Oswald, and the men of the Penguin fought to the death, the home Nick of Valentine loved dearly , the fertile output of the land, the festivals full of memories, the heroes of the ancestors who fought for this land... All these constitute the concept of the country, linking each independent person together, allowing different origins, different strengths, different statuses Different people fought, suffered and even sacrificed together.

Kant touched the letters that were treasured away.

"War is a letter that is expected to be received but feared to be received. It is a heartfelt reverence for protection and sacrifice, a deep-rooted hatred for aggression and destruction, and an unforgettable cherishing of peace and beauty, which cannot be fulfilled. The promise is to save people who can't save them even if they try their best."

"It's a life that should have been peaceful and joyful or a bright future."

He couldn't help thinking of the night he had just arrived in Goethe, seeing the slaughtered and burnt villages, pursuing them under the starlight, and finally punishing all the murderers and consoling the innocent dead.

At that time, he felt the cruelty of the war with a sympathetic attitude, which made the invading soldiers turn into evil spirits unknowingly, and caused the innocent people to suffer torment. It's about ending the war.

At that time, how innocent, how arrogant, how righteous and awe-inspiring.

"I want to end this war."

In the refreshing morning breeze, Kant said such words again.

Just like that night, there was only one audience.

"Yes."

The Autobot's voice was as calm and powerful as ever.

At this time, Valentine woke up nervously in the morning light. The elf camp outside the city was still staring at him. The impetuous and turbulent hearts were looking forward to the end of the war and didn't care about whose sacrifices, while a small number of people were ready. Thrandron, who has weighed repeatedly, misjudged the courage of human beings, and was also disturbed by factors such as defeat, injury, and responsibility. The troops outside the city also launched a massive siege battle.

Both the enemy and the enemy, the creatures fighting for this city are ready.

The supreme commanders of both parties have already foreseen Valentine's ending.

What they didn't know was that there were two Aurora people heading towards this **** city. One of them didn't care, but the other was obsessed by Thrandron and Nick at the same time. Its importance even goes beyond the city of Valentine.

At this moment, Kant rushed to the battlefield, the wind blowing against the smell of blood and fire, the crimson scroll that inherited the supreme power of the dragon of time and space shone a warm light on his chest, but Akatum still failed to stop him. The power of evil, perhaps the gods have long since watched this land.

But the reason why Kant came back here and the courage of the Goethe people to not fear death and life have nothing to do with the gods.

The Battle of Valentine has come to an end.

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PS1: I haven't written a book like this for a long time. Good night and good night.