Chapter 2380 But I Care

What's more, Joan was also Professor Moriarty's student and assistant, and participated in the development of the smallpox vaccine. He even leaked the epidemic prevention paper to the Asa people without the permission of his tutor.

If these inside stories are found out, Joan Vida will still have good fruit to eat?

Houses have to be burned by radical colonial expansionists!

Professor Moriarty has remained silent so far, which has already hinted at the tendency of prudence and self-preservation. How dare Joanne join in the turmoil? It is wise to refuse to attend the annual meeting, stay away from political disputes, and quietly hide from the limelight at Leiden College.

If you confess these inside information, it will seem that you are too utilitarian, only thinking about living a stable life, and lacking the backbone to uphold justice.

Master Rawls is a person who is insensitive to politics, kind and upright until he is almost naive. It is really hard for Joann to express in front of him the little abacus in his own stomach that he wants to be a "shrinking turtle".

Facing the expectant eyes of Master Rawls, Joan had no choice but to bite the bullet, imitating Professor Moriarty's cynical manner, and smiled contemptuously.

"I'm just invited to attend the annual meeting, not to be the keynote speaker. I don't care about the so-called 'honor'!"

"The old guys from the Arcane Academy are not clear-headed. When they realize that they should invite me as the keynote speaker, I will consider whether to give them face."

Master Rawls was stunned and speechless, as if the young man in front of him suddenly became very strange, so strange that it almost broke his heart.

"Son, you don't care...but I do!"

Master Rawls' heartbroken words echoed in the laboratory hall for a long time.

Joan's heart seemed to be hit hard.

After bowing his head in guilt for a long time, he finally broke the silence and sincerely said to the teacher who treated him like a loving father:

"Sorry, please allow me to take back those arrogant words just now."

"About attending the annual meeting, I have to seek Professor Moriarty's opinion first. If he does not object, I will return to Midgard to attend the annual meeting."

"Good boy, that's right!" Master Rawls smiled like a child weighing more than two hundred pounds, "Professor Moriarty is a reasonable person, and he will definitely not object to your attendance at the annual meeting." Yes! After all, you are his student, this is a good thing to add luster to the instructor's face!"

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The second letter Joan received was from Rebecca, and it mainly talked about two things.

The first is the private affairs of the Custis family.

After 18 years, Sir Dantridge Custis, who left his wife and daughter and went away, finally took the initiative to write to Martha and Rebecca, and invited the Vassars and their youngest daughter to visit him in Mead. Gard's manor as a guest.

Upon hearing the news, Joan was even more surprised than sisters Martha and Rebecca.

The Custis sisters had a vague memory of the father they had not seen for many years, and Joan was probably the person who knew Sir Custis best in the world.

They have similar experiences, similar inner conflicts, and even similar character flaws. These commonalities make the two of them hit it off right away when they meet for the first time.

After years of frequent contacts, this year-end friendship continued to deepen, so when Joan learned that the Sir had taken the initiative to write letters to his daughters, he was relieved that the father and daughter had reconciled, but at the same time, he felt strong anxiety.

After bidding farewell to Master Rawls, Joan took the time to send a magical text message to Sir Custis's personal servant, Master Heimdall, before going to the White House Manor to date Rebecca, asking about the Lord's recent news. Health status.

Master Heimdall's reply letter did not conceal the slightest, frankly saying that the Sir's health is getting worse day by day, and he used magic to calculate the remaining life span. , trying to arrange his own funeral in the remaining days of his life.

This reply confirmed Joan's premonition. Sir Custis is not a coward. After all, he is a well-known war hero in the New World. However, when dealing with private emotions, he did show a cowardly side. , the more he feels sorry for his family and ashamed of being a father, the more he wants to escape from his family and relatives. Unless death is imminent, it will be difficult for him to muster up the courage to face Martha and Rebecca.

For some reason, Joan couldn't help being a little envious of Sir Custis, envious that he was about to die, not to mention that "death" was considered a more decent end.

Ever since Mrs. Ishtar and her unborn child were killed in the "River Valley Tragedy", coupled with the death of Logan Walsunger, Sir Custis has watched the relationship between the colonists and the aborigines change. Alliances turned to confrontation, bloody vendettas intensified, the ideal of pursuing national integration that he had devoted his life to had been disillusioned, and his health deteriorated sharply.

The Sir had told Joan in private more than once that he continued to live and endure pain in order to atone for his sins, to make atonement for his dead wife and daughters, his old friends Logan and his wife, and all the people who were hurt and let down by him. I pray to the Goddess of Fate countless times every day, just for two things, one is to keep my relatives and friends safe and healthy, and the other is to beg the Goddess to give me more courage so that he can persist in resisting the temptation to commit suicide and die a decent death .

"Son, for people like me, what I have been seeking for the rest of my life is a reason, a reason for An Xin to die."

"If a person is not afraid of living, he certainly does not need to fear death."

"I know I don't deserve a decent death, but I still brazenly beg the goddess for such an honor.

"I'm a very vain person. Even if I know I'm a coward, I don't want to be laughed at by pointing at my dead body—look, this clown who pretended to be a tough guy all his life finally couldn't pretend anymore, and shot himself at the throat One shot, dead like a raspy dog!"

Joan couldn't help feeling sad when he recalled the heartfelt words that Sir Alex held his hand in front of the hospital bed.

Sir Alex once said that when he saw Joan, his eyes were filled with the reflection of himself when he was young.

Joan also felt that the Sir might be what he would look like when he was old, but he might not have the courage to persevere until the end of his life.

Knowing that the old man's life span is only the last year, Qiao An is relieved for the old man. The old man is finally coming to an end. From now on, he can let go of all his obsessions and write letters to his daughters with peace of mind, hoping to live a long life. In the final stage, he sought his daughter's understanding.

"Martha was very excited after receiving her father's letter, and she wished she could go to Midgard to visit her family right away."

"Martha already remembered when my father left home, and she had a much deeper feeling for her father than I did. After all, I was still a nursing baby at that time, so I didn't have much memory of my father." Rebecca said quietly.

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