The Etiquette of the Soldiers is To Meet Up

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"What you said before is true?"

In a large but simple room in an old castle resembling a military fortress, Webster sat in the first small living room after entering the door and asked Alan.

"Which one are you referring to?"

Alan sat across from Webster, holding black tea, lowered his head, and said.

"That's what I said, with the unchangeable and changing program."

Webster didn't seem to be impatient, but said in a casual manner.

"Of course, why, do you think I'm just talking nonsense, and perfunctory?"

The warm tea scent was lingering and rising, covering Alan's face a little fuzzy.

But it could be heard clearly, and a chuckle came from beneath it, with a touch of seriousness.

"That's not true. It's just that, based on your personality, you shouldn't do this?"

Webster replied, picking up a snack casually.

"We have only met for a few hours since we met, so why are you confident because you can understand me?"

Hearing this, Alan looked up curiously and looked at Webster.

Clear and bright, as if the stars are shining, the sacred and brilliant eyes are just like the essence, which is transmitted from the tea atmosphere, with a faint sharp edge.

"Some people have known each other for a long time, but they are only confined to acquaintance, but some people, but know each other for a while, it is like reunion with old friends, close friends, and know each other for a long time."

At the end of the speech, Webster looked at Alan with a chuckle, and said seriously, "I think we should be the latter."

After a while, Allen didn't speak, but the arc of the corner of his mouth became clearer.

After thinking for a while, putting down the tea cup in his hand, Allen was about to answer the initial question.

Kokoko!

The knock on the door suddenly came from outside the door.

Allen and Webster looked at each other, walked to the door together, and opened it.

It's Helena and Jacob.

"Why are you here?"

He said this, but the body had already reacted in advance, welcoming them in by turning sideways.

"Isn't there some things that are difficult to talk about in front of the two little guys, and then we estimate that it is better to talk to you again."

Jacob said as he walked in.

Helena followed behind him and also nodded to Alan, seeming to agree.

Hearing this, Allen was suddenly about to close the door.

"Don't worry, maybe there will be more later."

However, Webster spoke to him meaningfully.

The corners of Alan's mouth twitched, and he took a look at the room where he was still spacious but had a limit in the end, "Don't you all think that way, do you?"

Before the words fell, footsteps came from outside the door.

Seeing Webster's long-anticipated expressions, Jacob and Helena and others looked suddenly but not surprised, Allen sighed.

…

Ten minutes later, Allen's original room was already full of people.

Sitting, standing, high or low, or leaning or standing, dress differently and have different styles.

And this difference is also reflected in their respective auras.

For example, some people are as steady as a mountain, towering and heavy, with a calm look, think twice before acting; some people are as fierce as fire, irritable and volatile, and their complexion is changeable and easy to show; some people are mysterious and secretive. Sensual, but already looked at the people present...

There is no deliberate display of power, nor deliberate oppression of the Quartet, but the natural leakage, that kind of temperament, style, belief and thought, the aura of a mixture of knowledge and experience, is crisscrossed and entangled in the void.

Even the repeated cycles and constant collisions set off the atmosphere extremely solemn and solemn.

"Okay, since everyone is here, they must all have the same idea."

"Let's talk about it, what the **** do you think."

Allen raised his head, leaned back slightly, leaned on the back of the chair, looked at the people around him, and spoke calmly.

"Hebrew, we want to know what you really think."

A slender, masculine and charming man seemed to have received a signal from other people, walked out of the crowd, and sat in the empty seat in front of Allen.

"Nault." His eyes narrowed, with a faint silvery white, Allen looked directly at him and the people present, "Do you think what I said before is against the false words of my heart?"

"Not so, but it may not be all."

"After all, you should be able to understand the frustration in our hearts."

Regarding Allen's heavy gaze, Nolte didn't shy away from him, speaking out about him, or what they really thought.

In response to such a direct and frank answer, Allen lowered his head slightly and drank a cup of tea.

Thoughts wandered, could not help but return to the previous time a little bit.

…

"Although I don't want to admit it, it is our Volkdall family, my eldest brother, Morse Volkdall, who committed such evil deeds."

After taking a deep breath, words that seemed to be able to pierce his throat came out from Simmons's mouth, with a strong apology, and even with the shameless guilt.

When the voice was exited, the scene fell silent for an instant. There was no extra noise, but the silence was frightening.

Bending, both Simmons and Daphne remained motionless in this posture. It was not a moral kidnapping, but an instinct to be forgiven.

"Okay, get up."

Helena spoke first and broke the deadlock.

Her expression was still peaceful, as if she hadn't received the shock at all, she pursed her lips, and said softly.

"Although they are all Vokdal, he is him and you are you."

"So, you don't have to atone for the sins he committed."

As soon as they finished speaking, Jacob and Webster agreed with them.

Jacob may be the most shocked, because his psychological expectations are the least among the people present.

However, his response speed is not slow.

He still has the point of view of being wronged and indebted.

He who smashed out from which dark underground base with Alan was very clear, Simmons and Daphne were also victims!

However, although on the surface the words were open, the atmosphere was a bit embarrassing within a short period of time. At least, it was impossible to have a discussion as before without any complaints.

Therefore, Allen simply took Simmons and Daphne back to the lawn where a group of people rested, and introduced them.

Simmons and Daphne also did the same as before to inform the details.

Now that we have started, we must have the consciousness to bear everything.

Although both the Western Han and Eastern Han Dynasties are great Han, apart from the names, there are only a few similarities between the two; there was the Song Dynasty, the emperor's pedigree was complicated and disorderly, and there were even feuds between each other, but later generations will see At that time, the first reaction was to treat it as one.

Therefore, no matter how innocent they are, no matter how innocent they are, they are even victims themselves.

But when other people feel angry because of this, they will subconsciously regard Volkdal as a whole.

This is normal and instinctive.

Even if their intellect can distinguish the difference between the two, they understand that what Simmons said is true.

But ah, human beings have never been a species in which reason dominates everything.

And the fact is as Simmons thought before.

Originally, it was a harmonious atmosphere, but when Simmons spoke, it came to an end, freezing point.

Even, everyone's plans for the future are just a hasty conclusion, and there are not too many substantive gains.

…

With the mind reclaiming scattered in the past memories, Allen stared in front of him.

"I know you have hatred, fire, turbulent waves, and violent storms in your hearts."

"But you should know who is the real culprit of all this, and you should also know who is the object of your revenge?"

After a slight pause, the originally lazy body leaned forward, as if a tiger pounced on its food, with a slight sense of oppression.

In a daze, Allen's laziness and ease-going were all converged, and his whole body changed, as if he became a big worm that dominates the mountains and forests, and the whistling mountains and rivers, powerful and self-reliant.

"Simons and Daphne are innocent children and victims of the same persecution."

"You shouldn't let the emotions blow your minds, make irrational actions, or even make yourself regret it, because of the frankness of the two children."

There was no hoarseness, no gnashing of teeth, Allen just sat there, with a calm tone like gurgling water, expressing his opinions.

"Hebrew, we naturally understand this truth."

Nolte nodded with a wry smile, said with an unforgettable expression on his face but finally chose to be relieved.

"If this were not the case, we would not even have lived in this house."

As he said, Nolte looked around with a chuckle, shrugging his shoulders jokingly. UU reading www. uukanshu. com

"Then you..."

Allen converged to a somewhat aggressive, yet extremely oppressive posture, and returned to the previous laziness.

"We can not implicate hatred on them, but this does not mean that we can discuss the next actions with them without any complaints."

"I believe you can understand what we mean."

Nolt said seriously to Allen.

"You should understand that I have a very close relationship with them, why do you think I will answer your questions."

Allen tilted his head slightly, noncommittal.

"But this kind of relationship is not enough to make you stand on the stand of the Walkdall family, right?"

Nolt laughed, knowing that his words had succeeded.

Although Allen did not answer face-to-face, the answer itself showed an attitude.

"Yes, what I promised is to protect the safety of both of them."

"As for the others, they are not within the scope of my consideration."

With a sigh, Allen finally did not continue to avoid him, and directly stated his position.

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