Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

Antony Syracuse's roar echoed throughout the captain's room.

The blood on Nythias' face disappeared.

At this moment, her body and soul trembled together.

She didn't know what she was afraid of, but she was instinctively afraid. She didn't want her father to meet Kant, but instinctively... Maybe deep down, she had already seen through her father.

I also knew what my father wanted to see Kant for.

"Do not…"

She whispered in pain.

There was a consistent, habitual condescension and aggression in the man's voice.

"If you don't want to do this, go to Kant and say that I want to see him! He has brought shame to my daughter's reputation, and her future has been shaken and affected. How can I not take responsibility!"

Nicias lowered her head, just like three years ago, five years ago, ten years ago, twenty years ago, the figure named father is always like a gloomy and terrifying snow mountain, casting dark shadows, emitting With the chill that made her tremble, she never dared to look directly or even looked up, and kept her head down forever, shivering.

Her voice was weak and trembling: "No..."

Anthony said angrily, "What are you talking about! Do you understand..."

"I say-"

Miss Admiral's voice was almost sharp, an unprecedented gaffe and sternness, like a girl who was cornered and picked up a knife, defending her last and most precious thing.

Her hair was disheveled and her eyes were troubled, but she stared at her father viciously like a she-wolf, her white teeth biting her cherry lips, and the blood dazzled her eyes.

"-Do not!!"

She clenched her fists, her voice was shaking, her body was shaking.

But it does roar.

Even though she has become famous in the naval sequence, even if she is an accomplished spellcaster and soldier, the thorns, shackles, cages and restraints woven by the man named father on her body from childhood to adulthood still torment her body all the time. and soul.

Courage requires courage.

An inexplicable force supported her to take this first step.

reject, resist.

Nicias's voice became hoarse: "I don't want you to do that."

The unexpected answer startled Anthony.

He raised his palm angrily, but found that the blue light in his daughter's eyes flashed away. Although his aptitude was ordinary and his achievements were limited, he was still a spellcaster.

He noticed that the pent-up but boiling anger drove the majestic magic power to run on its own, causing the outside elements to be restless, which was almost a precursor to spell casting.

What does she want to do? What is she going to do?

How dare she do this! How dare she do this!

The sudden shock and horror filled the mind, the unspeakable anger and fear intertwined, and Anthony was speechless for a moment... He seemed to realize that something bad was happening.

He stared at Nicias, silent for a moment.

And Nicias was looking back in silence.

The old life, the shackles of the family, flashed like a lantern in my mind.

Her father said that in order to cultivate her, the family did everything.

Her father said that in order for her to advance to the ranks, her mother became ill from overwork, and her younger brother also delayed her future.

The father said that in order for her to achieve what she is today, his own arcane path ended prematurely.

So, of course she is responsible for all this, and she wants to repay.

No matter what.

She had listened to it thousands of times since she was a child.

Each pass is a spell, woven into mountains that can crush the soul.

Children do not have the ability to distinguish right from wrong. She has accepted her father's indoctrination and ideas since she was a child. She agrees with this contract and demand from the bottom of her heart. She always spares no effort to repay her family and family, even delaying her own future and promotion.

She thinks this is justifiable, and her father's long-term brainwashing and belittling made her believe this statement, that she didn't work hard enough, that she owes her family, and that she has a responsibility to repay the family and the family... It's like a contract.

Until recently, until last night.

It was finally clear to her that there were far more family relationships than normal in this world.

She listened to Ah Fu talk about her father-daughter relationship with Kant.

It was Kant who single-handedly created and accomplished Ah Fu, made the battleship born with intelligence, transformed into a human form, and walked in the world. No regrets.

Even from the perspective of the cognition and rules of any country or family in the mainland, Kant has such power.

But after realizing that Ah Fu has acquired a mind, his question is - what are your plans, what are your requirements, and what can I do for you.

Last night, she was able to meet the legendary Aurora in person, and inquired about Kant's relationship with his father in a mysterious way - and then she saw a sincere, subconscious smile.

The smile made her soul tremble, and Kant smiled so cheerfully, joyfully, and joyfully, as if he was not talking about his father, but a funny, mischievous, and equal friend.

Compared with her, Kant is far superior to her in terms of strength, fame, achievement, talent, and ideals and beliefs, and a father who can teach such a son must also be far superior to his own father.

Such an outstanding father and son have a relationship that is thousands of times more harmonious than that of their own father and daughter.

She also saw the most ordinary family of five in the far port. The husband was working as a coolie at the dock, and the wife was probably just a helper.

But there is no such contractual responsibility for parenting and repayment between them. The hard-working parents don't seem to emphasize this kind of repayment idea to their children. She only sees the poor people gain dignity with the help of Kant. Under the sweetness of ice cream, the little children gave birth to the worship of their father and the yearning for labor... different from her, completely different.

Ordinary people whose status, abilities and achievements are far inferior to her are also happier than her.

She has been in a daze since last night. She faintly felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell. Until today, after hearing her father's request, anger and fear are intertwined in her heart. In this chaos And in the strong emotion, her mind has a moment of emptiness.

Blessed to the heart, she realized the source of the daze and confusion.

She realized one thing.

- Her father-daughter relationship may not be normal.

But this kind of confused awakening was not enough to make her resist so fiercely. What really touched her bottom line was her father's arrogant request... She didn't want her father to see Kant.

To this end, she took that step and made a voice of resistance.

"why?"

After a long silence, it was a low and doubtful question.

The voice made Nishias tremble subconsciously, but then she realized that there was no hysterical fury in her father's tone, but more calm than expected.

She looked up in slight surprise.

"Why don't you want me to meet Kant?"

Calm questioning, not angry questioning and accusation.

In this way, Nicias was at a loss - she was ready for the storm, but this development was unexpected, and she never thought that her father would talk to her so peacefully.

She said uneasy: "I...I..."

"—Is something wrong?"

Nishias looked at her father in surprise.

"I mean, is my request and behavior wrong?"

Anthony's face was calm: "Is it wrong to want my daughter to have a good home that is worthy of trust, can protect her, and help our family?"

Miss Admiral shook her head with a wry smile: "Father, we really don't have that kind of relationship..."

"But it's related after all - you'd rather bear the consequences of collaborating with the enemy yourself, and bear the risk of being suspected, seized power, or even deprived of your identity by the council, and you go to see him, and you don't even want him to know that you have paid and shouldered silently, and you don't want to let him He knows your current situation in the fleet and the humiliation and criticism you are facing, and you say that you are not in that kind of relationship with him, then I ask you, what is the relationship?"

Her father's voice was calm and low like never before, without anger or questioning. Instead, Nicias didn't know what to do—she was even a little unbelievable, a little moved, because she faintly noticed something in her father's calm and low tone.

Some feelings she had hoped for but never had hope for.

She whispered: "Father..."

After a long silence, the man nodded slowly: "I understand."

He turned and left.

Nicias called from behind: "Father, you..."

"I'm going to see him, in my own way, just like you want to stop me no matter what, I'm going to see him no matter what, I hope you don't stop me."

"I forced you to arrange this meeting for me earlier. I wanted to go wrong. I apologize to you. I will meet him in my own way. This is a dialogue between men and men..."

Anthony turned his back to his daughter and tilted his head slightly: "Because, as your father, I have to tell this ignorant and lucky boy - for him, my daughter even resisted her father."

After speaking, he pushed open the door and left.

Nicias stayed where she was, and reached out her hand subconsciously, her eyes dazed, as if she was stupid for a while.

after an hour.

When Antony Syracuse put on the goggles and helmet and boarded the boat with the soldiers, the breath of the sea mixed with the breath of the sailors lingered around him, and he couldn't help looking back.

The bridge deck of the huge magic frigate was crowded with people seeing off. The senior officers of the fleet surrounded Special Envoy Osco and waved to this side. Everyone looked very sincere, full of expectations and blessings. , and not long ago, Ambassador Oscott also delivered an impassioned speech.

The envoy said it was an act of honor and loyalty.

In order to maintain world peace and stability, in order for the council to detect the danger of these extraterrestrial substances as quickly as possible, in order to prevent the selfishness and greed of the Aurora people from causing trouble to the world, they were ordered to seize as much as possible at all costs. of the mysterious substance, which is undoubtedly a heroic and intrepid feat.

And certainly deserves generous rewards and gifts.

In fact, whether it is the soldiers who signed up, the special envoys who gave speeches, or the captains and officers who chose the personnel, everyone knew in their hearts that it was not honor, feat, mission and meaning that mattered, but rewards, wealth and promotion. , that is the best mobilization order.

And many positive examples have already stood up.

In the raids in the past few days, although the fleet suffered heavy losses and more than a thousand people were captured, a small number of commandos still managed to recapture the precious unknown substances.

The special envoy cashed out the reward on the spot, Turaxia went on to study, the military rank was upgraded by three levels, and a lot of wealth rewards... The heroes who turned over overnight were picked up by the two-legged dragon team that came overnight. They had to go back to the capital to accept the commendation and enjoy the follow-up service. All the honors, wealth, and status rewards that it brings.

It was like a cardiotonic, hitting every soldier who was ready to move.

Anthony was sitting in the seat of the assault boat, and the smell of the boat made him frown. Many soldiers around were discussing their daydreams, and the words were unbearable.

Probably if the gods took pity on them and gave them the opportunity to get a lot of target substances and successfully return to the voyage, and get various rewards from the council, how should they spend it? They discussed the women in the best prostitutes in Turashaye, thinking about it. How much money can he sleep there for a month in a row, his low smile exudes a nasty temperament, and there is no worry or melancholy in a sentence, as if he is going on an outing.

Anthony grunted with disdain and resentment on his face.

Damn.

- These people should be paid a fee! You think that you can now do this safe-to-win business with full expectations and no worries, but who is the light!

The enemy is the Far Harbor Fleet, a subordinate of Kant.

The task this time is to **** the spoils belonging to Kant.

The fierceness of the Dragon of Aurora has already spread across the continent. He explained his ruthlessness with countless blood and death. The bones of the elves announced to the whole continent the fate of being hostile to Kant, and the destruction of the Broken Isles once again confirmed it. This terrifying rule, it stands to reason, ran to **** Kant's trophies, and whoever received this task would be afraid to curse his mother.

But these soldiers were beaming, and even singing, they didn't look scared at all.

Everyone knows why.

Even when he said it, he would show a tacit and obscene look.

—Of course it's because of the Commander-sama.

To this day, news has been reported from the Broken Isles, and with the secret help of special envoys and officers, every soldier knows that this trip is not dangerous - the Far Harbor Fleet never uses lethal weapons, at most magic devices. They will be thrown into the water, and they will never be allowed to drown, but will be rescued. Although they will be captured, they will live a good life.

They will be served with delicious food and drink by the Gothic people stationed on the Broken Isles.

Therefore, even if it fails, it does not matter, there will be no danger to life, and if it succeeds, grabs some unknown substances and returns successfully, it will be developed.

The big award from the council will make the most ordinary sailors become rich overnight and turn their fortunes, and will make elite officers rise to the sky in one step.

Therefore, in the past few days, even if the death squads dispatched have suffered repeated setbacks and a large number of officers and soldiers have been captured, the enthusiasm of the sailors of the fleet has not decreased but increased, and they have actively signed up, and they cannot be stopped.

They all know that this trip is by no means dangerous, and they also know the reason why the Aurora people open up.

Because their beautiful commander, His Excellency, would go to the Broken Isles every night and return very late, and Kant's reputation as a **** had spread long ago.

It's a man who knows what's going on.

Every night, the sailors in the cabin would laugh and discuss in whispers, accompanied by excited obscenities, the cabin was filled with the smell of heather, and they talked about their supreme officers in a grand manner, and their awe and respect gradually dissipated, and The officers turned one eye and closed one eye, but Quan Dang didn't hear it, and this was the special arrangement of the special envoy... Minimize Nicias' prestige.

Therefore, the soldiers believed in such rumors and believed that the commander's dedication ensured their personal safety, but there was no gratitude in the words, but malicious humiliation, but excited delusions, and even the charging boat slowly swayed When driving, driving to the Broken Isles, there were still people muttering and discussing.

Anthony was **** about it.

He felt that there should be an entrance fee for the soldiers who signed up, and those guys who had a bad luck, grabbed an unknown substance and successfully returned, and accepted the award from the council, also had to take a cut of the reward they got. , in return and thanks to the Syracuse family.

Because all of this, or the reason for the success of this reckless military operation, was the sacrifice and sacrifice of his stupid daughter.

Thinking of this, he turned his head again, and saw a familiar figure from the flagship deck of the Azure Fleet Qianfan. He was most satisfied with the most successful works and treasures in his life. Team, Anthony knew what she was looking at.

So he looked back calmly.

He let out a breath in his heart.

so close.

Really dangerous.

Known daughter Moruofu.

In the previous dispute, when he heard Nisias's almost mad roar, and sensed the mental agitation when the magic power in her body was running on its own, he suddenly realized something extremely terrifying.

The most successful and precious work of his life is about to get out of control.

He had no doubt that if he insisted on his own opinion, did not back down, and continued to force his daughter to agree to his demands, then Nicias would definitely do something extremely crazy.

Really dangerous.

He looked straight ahead, his expression darkened. He knew that Nicias had been looking at him, and he must have been very moved... This idiot, like her mother, can do anything at ordinary times, as long as she gives a little sunshine on time, she will be I was happy for a long time and moved for a long time.

But she's also not like her mother.

Because he had already heard the dark sound of the chains gradually breaking apart.

so…

- Can't stay any longer.

That being the case, it is a one-shot deal.

At least, get a good price.

Dragon of Aurora, Dragon of Aurora...

He recalled the secret conversation with the special envoy last night, and the Starry Court gave a whole set of plans.

The wise men in the Tower of All-Seeing believe that Kant is a hypocrite and a bad guy who eats soft but not hard. If so, then discuss Nixi with him as a good father who is not good at words and hides his father's love in his heart. Yass's question... I'm sure it will pay off a lot.

Originally, I wanted to force Nicias to arrange this meeting with a strong attitude, and then "confided" to Kant in the secret conversation, showing that she was not good at speaking, but her father's love was as deep as the sea, and then Kant told Nicias. Retelling it will inevitably move this silly daughter into a mess. Even if she falls into Kant's arms, she will continue to serve the family with all her might... There was a little accident in the plan, but it wasn't bad.

Kant, treat my daughter well.

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PS1: Update... Damn, scratching your ears and cheeks when writing about Nicias, and not blinking when writing about her father, I instantly thought of three different scenarios, reversals and plot development, and decided which path to choose. After struggling for a while, the grass died.