Chapter 1014 Forgotten

Due to the absolute dominance of professionals, ordinary human kingdoms in this world will always be unprecedentedly stable and long-lasting, especially for those "imperial kingdoms" where legendary professionals sit, as long as the secular legends do not fall, then The wars that this country can experience are doomed to be nothing more than trivial "small fights". It is impossible to destroy the country or initiate changes, such as the Hatak Empire under the rule of "Destruction Whispers".

After hundreds of thousands of years of ups and downs, Hatak at this time is enough to be called an "ancient country", but the "ancient" history did not bring too much to this small country that has practiced slavery from beginning to end. Change, just like almost all kingdoms in the entire multiverse, many professionals in Hatak also control absolute privileges as nobles, and the decadent royal family also advocates that they have legendary powerhouses as their nominal backing "talented monarchy" ", the strict slavery system cannot be shaken because of the factor of time, and the so-called "revolution" of small fights is nothing more than a "small conflict" between small lords.

Even because the majestic magic tower maintains the climate stability of the entire Hatak Empire region like a sea god needle, the temperature changes here have been gentle and stable for hundreds of thousands of years, and the only major change in the terrain is when it is close to the tower. It's just that there is an extra lake in the wilderness. Besides, the climate fluctuations of thousands of years are really not an exaggeration at all.

However, even though the legal system and the natural environment have not changed much, Hatak's economic situation is much better than when punk first took over the country.

You must know that Hatak was just a poor and sparsely populated "small kingdom" a long time ago. prosperous" state.

Many beautiful and majestic cities are located on the vast plains with flat soil. Each main city is surrounded by hundreds of small towns. The "official road" opened by professionals using magic runs through the wilderness. Trade connects the economy and politics of each city in series...

Although from the perspective of the entire Faerun plane, the small Hatak Empire is just an insignificant remote place, but if you stand under a certain main city of this country and look up at the top of the city tens of meters high, With the flag flying, listening to the hoarse hawking of the merchants around you, even powerful professionals can still feel the oncoming bustling atmosphere.

At this moment, Ganatica, who was dressed like a down-and-out adventurer with a sluggish expression but a slow footsteps, had such a weird feeling, because when he passed through the barren area between the Magic Tower and the Hatak Empire and entered the bustling In the "big city", Ganatica, who had not set foot in the area where ordinary people lived for more than 100,000 years, unexpectedly felt a fresh feeling of being out of place.

It is a kind of "strangeness" mixed with "familiarity", and it is also a kind of familiarity mixed with "strangeness"...

"Unknowingly... has it been so long? How many years have I not set foot in a town and seen such a peaceful traffic? Come to think of it, I have been working for that person since I stepped into the legend ... I almost forgot how to ride a horse and avoid traffic."

Walking across the flat road with emotion and confusion, listening to the noisy and busy atmosphere in his ears, Ganatica actually found that his "sense of existence" was more real than cutting the flesh and blood of the secondary lord on the bloody battlefield of hell. Because such an ordinary city reminded the messed-up boy of his childhood almost instantly...

He still remembers the embarrassing performance of panic when he first arrived in a big city, he also remembers that he even exclaimed when he saw the gorgeous carriage for the first time, and he even more remembers... holding hands with a beautiful figure After crossing the road, the penniless boy drooled while looking at the honey flower pastries on the street.

However... Even if I stand in this busy traffic again after 200,000 years, even if I can clearly remember every detail of my actions back then, even if the ordinary city at this moment has become the same as the "iron bucket" in my memory "City" overlapped together, but Ganatica, who was thinking chaotically, couldn't recall those sincere emotions in his heart anyway.

Yes, the memory ability of the legendary powerhouse can definitely be said to be unforgettable, but those emotions that should exist together with the memory are destined to be unable to remain forever, even if the boy who was a long time ago tried to let his own memory through endless memories. The "past" that should always be engraved in the soul has become eternal, but until today, until nearly two hundred thousand years have passed, until once again standing on such a secular and troubled street, Ganatica still has to be terrified Acknowledgment - I really have only a little bit of insignificant emotion left in my memories of the "past"...

Wasn't it because Ganatica was too afraid of such a thing to happen that she didn't dare to deeply recall the girl whose voice and smile were still clear? Isn't it because he is afraid of losing that he wants to immerse himself in the so-called "becoming stronger" goal and cannot extricate himself?

He is afraid of forgetting, avoiding forgetting, emphasizing that "fresh hatred" to himself over and over again.

But... until today, until the time has torn the blue sky, and the time has passed, the former boy still has forgotten many things...

"No, I shouldn't forget. How can I forget such a thing? I still remember it very clearly. I remember the majesty and majesty when you wanted to accept me as a younger brother. I still remember how you played with the only bread you had. Give me half of it, I remember every smile of yours, I remember so many... look, I haven't forgotten a single detail, but... but... why do I forget it!"

Looking around at the "familiar" scene, she suddenly knelt down at the corner of the dirty street, and Ganatica, whose eyes were filled with tears, almost sobbed and shouted out her saddest mood.

At this moment, in that familiar "memory", where does the poor little boy look like a legendary powerhouse? He squatted on the ground and cried like a child who had lost his ice cream.

Maybe before stepping into this familiar and empathetic city, innocent children can still look at the ice cream on the ground and hope that it can return to their hands, but if the scorching sun finally wipes out all the gloomy things that they dare not face The horror is all illuminated, so even the most optimistic children can only watch their ice cream melt and disappear?

When he heard the rumble of old cars and horses galloping past again, Ganatica, who had deceived himself for an unknown amount of time, could only admit in despair——I really... really forgot those unforgettable memories Love hate love hate!