Chapter 2498 Goodbye
In Midgard in early May, it was the rainy season in late spring and early summer. It was rare that the weather was good. The clear sky in the afternoon was almost transparent, and the circling flocks of birds added a bit of agility to the background of light clouds and high sky.
By the pond of the hermit manor, Joan and Rebecca were bathed in the warm sunshine, sitting side by side on the bench, listening to the melodious birdsong from the willow branches.
"Martha received a letter from George at noon, saying that you have no intention of serving under George's account, and that you have to go on a long trip. Is this true?" Rebecca finally couldn't help asking.
"I do plan to leave for a while. The ranch and the Smallpox Vaccine Research Institute are entrusted to Mrs. Josephine to take care of them. If you have free time, remember to take care of them often."
Joan touched his pocket, took out a bunch of enchanted keys and handed them over.
Rebecca took the key and asked tentatively, "Are you leaving Midgard?"
"Leaving human society." Joan replied truthfully.
The girl looked gloomy, leaned her head on his shoulder, and said quietly: "I can see that you have been very unhappy these days after you came back from Castle Donning."
Joan couldn't force a smile, but couldn't bear to see Rebecca sad, and suddenly remembered a sentence from the book, which is appropriate for this time and place.
"Actually, the thing that makes me most unhappy is that I make you unhappy."
Rebecca glanced at him in surprise, held his hand affectionately, and smiled as if she was offering sweets to a child.
"Tell my sister obediently, who taught you this beautiful love story?"
"Can't I come up with it myself?"
Joan tried to protest, but she was immediately suppressed by her angry and ferocious aura with her arms akimbo.
"You stupid elm lump, if you really have this ability, our dolls will run all over the floor, so why should I worry about it?! Tell me, which little fairy taught you that!"
Joan was startled into a cold sweat by her wolf-hugger words, so she could only reply embarrassingly: "I learned it from books."
Rebecca secretly heaved a sigh of relief. She changed from a furry tiger back to a docile cat, and she didn't forget to give him a few words of encouragement.
"It's very rare for you to have this awareness. Keep working hard in the future. Every time you write to me, you must apply what you have learned, and write a few more words that make me happy."
Joan nodded, thinking that this matter is not difficult, but she may not be happy to see me "apply what I have learned" when writing letters to others, right?
"No kidding, can you tell me how long you plan to be away and what are your plans when you come back?"
"I don't know when I'll be back." Joan told the truth, "As for future plans, I can't tell yet."
"No matter what, I hope you can adjust your mentality as soon as possible and come back to us."
Rebecca put away her smile, and advised him to be more mature in a serious but gentle way.
"You also know that George is about to go north to take up his post, and Martha is very worried about his situation on the front line. If you accept George's invitation to serve as his adjutant and chief military mage of the Continental Army, Martha and I will feel more at ease. Besides, this It will also be of great benefit to your future career development.”
Finally, she accentuated her tone.
"No matter where you are, I hope you don't forget your hometown. Just as trees cannot live without the soil in which they take root, we also have our own roots. We cannot completely abandon the homeland where we were born and grew up, especially when relatives, friends and compatriots in our hometown need your support. At that time, I don't believe that you can really harden your heart and refuse to respond to the call of the times!"
"I'll come back when I'm ready." Joan could only make such a promise.
"But you will miss a lot of opportunities like this!" Joan replied calmly, unable to satisfy Rebecca, she couldn't help standing up excitedly, "Joan, the "Declaration of Independence" issued by the Continental Congress is like Xiang Feizhen This "Empire on which the sun never sets" has issued a battle cry to fight to the end. A great revolution is rising on this land aimed at resisting oppression and seeking freedom, and we are in the middle of the storm. Listening, we can even hear the rushing The tide of the new era is roaring beneath our feet, don't you feel passionate about this cause of human liberation destined to be recorded in history, and don't want to join it, striving to become the hero leading the independent revolution, and even the founder of a new republic?"
"To be honest, I didn't experience the passion you described." Joan didn't want to lie to her.
Rebecca seemed to be choked, and Xiuli's face flushed red.
"I really don't understand why you are so indifferent, you are simply a cold-blooded animal! If everyone is like you, indifferent to public affairs, who will stand up to lead the independent revolution, lead the compatriots to get rid of the oppression of the suzerain country, and pursue freedom and happiness !"
"After the independent revolution succeeds, will people be able to live a good life?" Joan suddenly asked, interrupting her impassioned speech.
Rebecca took a deep breath to calm herself down as much as possible, and after careful consideration, she gave an answer that she thought was impeccable.
"In the long run, yes!"
"In the long run, people can live a good life without fighting for independence." Joan said expressionlessly.
"But..." Rebecca wanted to refute, but couldn't find a proper breakthrough.
At this time, Qiao An added another sentence lightly.
"In the long run, we're all dead."
The words were too true and too cruel. The moment Rebecca heard it, she couldn't help feeling sad, and it took a long time before she broke the silence, gave up her aggressive posture, and tried to confide in him and seek a consensus.
"It can be seen that you believe in your heart that there are greater ideals than participating in the independent revolution and establishing a republic."
"Not that great, just looking for answers to some questions."
"But what exactly are the problems?" Rebecca couldn't help asking.
Joan crossed his hands behind his head, leaned back in his chair and looked at the sky. The willow branches above the head are swaying with the wind, casting mottled shadows on the young mage's delicate face, adding a bit of melancholy.
"I was originally looking for the meaning of life. Professor Moriarty voluntarily gave up his human identity, which touched me deeply. Before thinking about the meaning of life, I had to figure out what 'humanity' is."
While thinking, Joan spoke slowly.
"I also want to know whether survival is above all else, no matter what it becomes, as long as it is alive; or is it more important to maintain a way of life with humanity and dignity than survival itself, and some ways of survival, even if they can prolong life Not worth it either."
Rebecca shook her head and sighed, thinking that sometimes he was very smart, but sometimes he was so stupid that it made people feel distressed.
"But these philosophical problems have existed for tens of thousands of years. If there are answers, they should have been found by smart people long ago. Since so many sages and wise men have failed to give convincing answers in the past countless years, why do you bother to dig into this?" Horns are sharp, asking for trouble."
Joan smiled self-deprecatingly, and her dark eyes shone with an unusually bright brilliance.
"Since these questions have existed for tens of thousands of years and have been passed down to this day, it means that the world has no choice but to ask. Even if they know that the result is likely to be a waste of effort and ask for trouble, some people will have to continue to explore."
Rebecca was speechless, bit her lip, and walked around the pond with her head bowed. When she returned to Joan again, holding the holy emblem in her hand, the gloom in her eyes was replaced by a firm radiance that contained divinity.
"Joan, I have a hunch."
here we go again? !
Joan couldn't help but shudder, and quickly sat up straight, staring at the female pastor, expecting her to make a prophecy nervously.
"One day, you will gain eternal life as a human being, and maybe at that time you won't have to worry about the meaning of life anymore." Rebecca said with a smile.
Joan nodded, but she didn't feel relieved as she expected, and instead asked a question that she didn't expect.
"If I can gain eternal life, that would be great, but what do you guys do?"
Rebecca froze for a moment, and finally couldn't hold back the tears in her eyes, and cried bitterly.
At this moment, she really understood what this man was thinking.
What Qiao An cares about is not whether he can defeat death, but the spiritual destination of all human beings. In contrast, how long he can live is not worth worrying about.
As the ancient sages said: If you can learn the truth once, you are willing to die immediately after the epiphany.
"Rebecca..."
Joan jumped up quickly, and looked at the girl who covered her face and cried uneasily. She didn't understand what she said wrong that made her so sad, and she didn't know how to comfort her.
"I'm fine..." Rebecca didn't want him to see her crying, so she choked back and said, "I'm not angry with you, since you've already decided your own path, just stick to it... ...No matter how long, I will always wait for you...waiting for your return."
Looking at the back of the young girl Xianxiu, Qiao An couldn't help but feel a sore nose, recalling the day they parted in Leiden City seven years ago.
At that time, he was still an ignorant boy, in order to pursue the unreachable starry sky above his head,
, cruelly let her go, and now because of the same reason, she had to live up to her expectations again, embarking on a journey of searching alone, what else can I say except "sorry" or "goodbye"?
Advise her to be more rational, and not to be so determined, and to delay her lifelong happiness for the sake of someone like herself?
This might be the most appropriate way, but he couldn't say it, and couldn't bear to hear her heartbroken voice again.
In the end, without saying anything, he turned and left the garden. ·
Not long after he walked, a familiar singing sound came from behind him, which finally made him unable to hold back the tears in his eyes.
...
goodbye, please be happy
i wasted too much time
so stupid just to hide all feelings
now you are leaving
I beg your forgiveness
i should have told you sooner
I've loved you so long
let's go, let's go now
I can get used to the wind and the cold night without you
Without you, I can be with the caterpillars
There are also butterflies, let's lie to ourselves that there is no trouble
don't delay, bye
Please be happy!
(end of this volume)