The Emerald Tower

Above the airship.

Dro Thunder was driving the airship very familiarly, and Dean stood aside watching the young man facing dozens of buttons and four or five joysticks with ease, and he was slightly surprised.

Even with his hometown experience, Dean, who is not unfamiliar with machinery, at this time only roughly figured out the role of some buttons and joysticks on the console in front of him.

Dean asked himself that it would take at least a few days of training to use it with ease.

"Master Saint!"

Dro Thunder saw Dean’s surprised gaze and couldn’t help showing a bitter smile. He said: “This is not my skill, but I saw it in the memory of my ancestors... When I was unconscious, maybe it seemed to you. It was only a few minutes, but I felt that I had experienced decades of ancestors' life-the kind from beginning to end!"

Speaking of this, the young could not help but take a meal.

Sadness and sorrow appeared on his face again. He first pressed a few buttons on the console and determined the direction so that the airship could fly by itself. Then he said to Dean in a solemn tone: "The Holy One Sir, there are some things I want to tell you... No, not this action! Yes, it is our Thunder family, no, no, it’s my own!"

The young man's words were a bit upside-down, plus the solemnity on it, enough to tell Dean that this was a very important thing, so important that it had completely messed up the heart of the young man before him.

"Ok!"

Dean did not refuse.

He had already discovered something wrong with the young man before in the city of Helm.

At this time, the things they have to face can never be carried out under such emotions.

At least, Dean didn't want the original help to become a drag.

Therefore, it is the best choice to solve the problems of young people as much as possible.

With Dro Thunder in front and Dean behind, he walked towards the lower deck of the airship.

When I walked the last step, my eyes suddenly opened up, the size of a football field.

Dean was not surprised.

The airship can be hidden with space technology. So it is only natural to use such technology to expand the interior of the airship. What's more, the Dro Thunder in front of me chose this Thunder as a rescue, so there must be enough carrying space.

Of course. Dean looked around, still surprised.

Dean has always been unfamiliar with the use of space, and there is only one dimensional bag beside it.

"What an amazing space technology!"

Dean exclaimed. Sitting on a chair, he looked at Dro Thunder.

Hearing such compliments, the young man did not show pride as usual, on the contrary, the expression on his face became more sad and bitter.

"Master Saint..."

After Dro Thunder hesitated for a moment, he continued: "My ancestor was not as great as I and you imagined... he was a thief!"

After hesitating, the young man seemed to be relieved when he said this sentence.

Then, the speed of speech also became extremely fast: "The ancestor was just a little thief at first, mixed in a band of thieves, and then because of a tomb robbery. Everyone in the band of thieves died in that tomb, only the ancestor because of insufficient qualifications Guarding at the outermost periphery, he escaped a catastrophe. Then, the ancestors dug up the savings of the thieves group and began to change their status-noble!

"The ancestors who changed their identities gained great convenience. Not only did they have more and more wealth, they also became stronger and stronger, and eventually rebelled against the lord at the time. They established their own Thunder City State! Then, take the Thunder Family as their own In name, conquering the surrounding areas and expanding the territory of the entire Thunder City State. The Thunder City and Helm City were built-during this period, anyone who stood in front of him, whether it was a friend or a relative, could not escape his execution! When dealing with the enemy, it was even more cruel...Skinning and shelling punishments all rose up in the Thunder City-state at that time!"

"This is completely different from the ancestors I know! My father once told me. Our ancestors were wise, great, courageous, and upright men. He pursued thieves, eliminated bandits and bandits, resisted tyranny, and established Thunder City, let more civilians live rich and free... But all of this is false! The ancestor himself was the lord of thieves, bandits, robbers, and tyranny, and the civilians at that time were able to hear his reputation. Stop the children from crying!"

"Everything is a scam, a lie, the so-called glory of thunder is a fig leaf for self-deception!"

The young man shrank in the chair, tears streaming down his face.

The appearance of a complete collapse of faith.

Seeing the appearance of Dro Thunder, Dean couldn't help sighing.

Obviously, the previous experience refreshed the young man's three views, but some of the refreshed ones were too thorough, and the other party was not old enough to accept it.

Although the opponent is the young master of the Thunder City State, he also has a certain responsibility, and initially understands the choice.

However, it is far from understanding the so-called ‘dark’.

If another ten years, no, even five years, as long as the other party becomes the real superior, then everything will be easily solved.

It's just that, in the current state of the other party, let alone five years.

I'm afraid I can't wait for a year.

Moreover, once something happens that touches the most fragile part of the heart, it will definitely distort the other party's concept and fall into madness.

This is not what Dean wants to see!

At least, Dean hoped that the other party was normal during the time he was walking with him.

"History is written by victors! No matter what the process, the result is the most important-have you heard of such words?"

Dean asked rhetorically.

"I heard it, but..."

The young man retorted subconsciously.

"Yes, but no one can deny the people who put in the effort in the process, whether they are losers or winners-so, a part of the truth is always pursued by people, even if the path of pursuit is full of thorns, The same applies to swords and torture frames! Because their hearts are unwavering!"

"Pursue truth?!"

The young man was startled.

"No, you don’t need to pursue the truth—because you already know the truth! What you need to do is to make this truth more real—you are going to rescue the prisoners of Thunder City, because you have Thunder’s power Glory, you are the successor of Thunder City! And the people of Thunder City are willing to follow in your footsteps. Your ancestors were praised only because of the false tyranny, and if you were praised by others, it was because of every effort! "

Dean guided each other step by step.

"I work hard for my subjects wholeheartedly-the world I come from has an adult. She does this, so there are countless like-minded people gathered around her to help her!"

"Your world must be beautiful!"

The young man's eyes showed longing.

"Good?"

Dean laughed mockingly.

"How can the popular sister Butterfly be beautiful? That adult also died in battle. The followers went to death together generously, but what's the use? It's just an addition to the glory of the victor! And the remnants , Just linger, being dubbed the names of rebels, assassins, etc.!"

"This this……"

The young man whose complexion was calm and yearning was completely stunned.

His brain is completely chaotic at the moment.

"Why, how? How could such an adult die in battle? Isn't she serving her subjects wholeheartedly?"

The young man muttered to himself.

"She is serving her subjects wholeheartedly, but this does not mean that she will not die in battle-some subjects agree with her, and some subjects regard her as an enemy, because of... benefits! The existence of that lord hinders her For the benefit of some people, so. She must die at that time!"

Dean said lightly.

It seems that everything has nothing to do with him.

"Died in battle? That lord is resurrected again?"

The young man's thinking was confused, and it took a long time to discover the contradictions in Dean's words.

"Well, that adult is resurrected again, and her followers are also resurrected! That adult’s aspirations remain the same, so do the followers, only one guy has changed a bit, just like the wings of a butterfly It flickered slightly, making everything different-that adult has become a god, and his followers are living a stable life, and everything becomes better!"

Dean nodded. Said with a smile.

"Master Saint, you are lying to me, right? How can people come back from the dead? What's more, with so many people coming back from the dead, and turning the time around, even gods can't do that kind of thing!"

The young man laughed bitterly.

"Tsk. You can see through it! In vain, I worked so hard to make up stories!"

Dean shrugged and leaned back in the chair.

Seeing Dean's appearance, the young man suppressed a wry smile. He looked at Dean sternly and said every word: "Thank you, Lord Saint!"

"Thank me for what? I just told you a story!"

Dean squinted and smiled.

"But. I know a lot in this story-I am the heir of the Thunder City State, and I have the responsibility to protect my subjects from foreign enemies! Even if my subordinates have people who disagree with me, neither do I I can change my original intention! Because...Even if I die in battle, I am not alone. I have fellow travelers and... those who will miss me! Those who miss me will definitely hope that I will be resurrected, just like As described in your story, I will be recognized by people and become a'god', and my followers will live forever-even if they are all in another way!"

Taking a deep breath, the young man stood up, the sadness and bitterness on his face disappeared.

All that is left is tenacity and tenacity.

"Glory is definitely not maintained by words and words, it has a deeper meaning-glory is my life!"

Dro Thunder said slowly ~www.readwn.com~ and then bowed to Dean again.

After doing all this, Dro Thunder strode towards the upper level of the airship.

"It seems a bit too much?"

Looking at the other person's back, Dean muttered.

However, in the next moment, he was distracted by the scroll that he had been thinking about--

"Yes!"

Dean replied affirmatively.

First more~

Uh, decadent, took a nap and slept...

Sorry to say! (To be continued.)

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