Chapter 430 429 The Dawn of the Silent

Chapter 430 429. The Dawn of the Silent

Walking through the filthy and smelly corpse pit, Roye, with a calm expression, stepped on the blood flowing on the ground.

The knights, who were wearing various types of armor and did not match each other, immediately saluted when they saw Roye.

"Sir, eleven of the thirteen messengers have been executed, and only two are willing to join us."

Roye nodded and ordered: "Tell Messer that next time such a messenger does not need to be transferred to the rear, he can deal with it on his own."

"Release the messenger sent by Zenil and let him tell Zenil that I will not unite with any party. In this game, we will rely on our own abilities."

Roye's toughness did not make the survivors in the North who had experienced the disaster and were deeply in pain feel uncomfortable. On the contrary, they were full of fighting spirit, and everyone's eyes were shining. A group of guards said yes.

The empire had abandoned them. During the war, they always ignored the signals for help they sent, and even deceived them!

"Find the source of the infection and give the information to the Falcon Corps. With full preparation, the Seventh Falcon Corps will certainly give you assistance."

This is the joint promise from the frontline commander and the Grand Duke of the Solon Empire. In order to allow countless hungry and cold old people and children to have the opportunity to break through the long infection blockade and return to the embrace of the empire, a large number of warriors in the North gathered together.

After consultations with the leaders of several teams, two hundred elite warriors were selected from the warriors who volunteered to participate. Almost all of them had lost all their loved ones, and only a few left suicide notes for their loved ones far away in the safe zone.

They knew what they were facing. If they could die calmly and bring a glimmer of life to the people they protected... In this chaotic era, it is not worth dying, right?

Unfortunately, they underestimated the level of Solon nobles' inhumanity. Only four of the two hundred elites returned, and three of them had to be killed by the survivors in tears because of the infection. Their close description of the crystal giant's infection, attack methods, magic operation and other information were not all given to Solon.

Roye, who led another team of survivors to this place, cautiously gave only part of it and hoped that Solon would fulfill his promise as promised, but when they arrived at the retreat site, they encountered a ruthless bombardment from Solon's magician. If Roye had not dodged and killed two fifth-level magicians with a knife in the explosion, this group of poor people who had excessive expectations of Solon would have been unable to speak to argue for themselves, let alone express their inner anger.

The survivors would ask why at first, but now, they don't intend to listen to the perfunctory words given by the arrogant monarch and anyone in this ugly empire.

The vast northern cities have become no-man's land, there is no spring plowing, food is scarce, and the only way to survive is to plunder.

Maybe a high-level magic from the magician can wipe out all of them, who are as small as ants. In this process, the magician won't even have a ripple in his heart, but what does it matter?

Compared to starving to death, wouldn't it be more meaningful to charge towards these masters who always stepped on their necks and broke their spines, and then die on the road?

"Use blood and sharp blades to get everything we need. The North is our land. Every step we take forward is to expand our territory!"

Roye's slogan was engraved in everyone's heart.

They have been so humble that they have nothing to lose. They want to let their blood splash on the faces of these high masters. If their dirty hands can stain their exquisite robes, they are willing to cut off their hands and throw them forward.

If Solon is beyond cure, then a new country at least has a new future and a position that belongs to them and has not been divided.

Roye watched with satisfaction the warriors of various tribes who worked hard to collect food and abided by the ban and did not steal or play tricks even though they were extremely hungry. When he saw the children running back from the snow with dry firewood in their arms, Roye would distribute the few candies. When he saw the children participating in carrying corpses, he looked annoyed, but when he saw the children making excuses for the scolded captain, he could only shake his head helplessly.

Finally, he came to the thawed stream, where Xia Leim was dozing off under a tree that had just sprouted green branches.

Before he got close, Xia Leim had already woken up, her slightly squinting eyes gradually opened, and the sleepiness disappeared the moment her eyes met Roye, and her light green hair, which matched the warm spring, fluttered in the wind.

"Xia Leim... I'm sorry."

"No, I'm not asleep."

Xia Leim's speech speed was unusually fast, and she changed her usual dazed state. Her eyes were bright and stared at Roye, making him feel uncomfortable all over, and his hand even held the handle of the knife unnaturally.

"I'm leaving."

Roye's thoughts stagnated, and a huge uneasiness came like a tide, and his hands began to tremble constantly.

"Why... We fought against the infection together and just repelled them. Now is the time to bring hope to this land."

Roye stepped forward quickly, "You and I are descendants of the Six Pillars. We should know that Solon should belong to us. We have the responsibility to correct this wrong history!"

"Augustus caused an avalanche, causing the 600 people at the foot of the mountain to lose their newly rebuilt homes, and the efforts of spring farming came to nothing. The huge food storage in their cellar became military supplies, and everyone had to join your camp... He is really great and smart, isn't he?"

Xia Leim bit the words "isn't it?" very hard, and her pretty face seemed to have no other expressions except confusion and bewilderment, as cold as frost.

Roye hesitated for a while before explaining: "I reprimanded him and even whipped him as punishment for his unauthorized actions."

Sharem's eyes were filled with naked disappointment and disappointment. She chuckled and laughed at herself, her sadness was beyond words.

Like Roye, she also had something in her mouth and stared at him. She wanted to speak several times but didn't. It was not until the sudden sleepiness made her eyes go black that she tried to shake herself up and said with a frown: "You almost never lied to me, but this time, you lied to me."

"I did punish him." Roye emphasized hurriedly.

"If it was you before, you would kill him!"

Roye was startled.

"You have changed, Roye." Sharem stared into Roye's eyes, her eyes slowly penetrated into his heart, "But you haven't realized it yet... But I can feel it. Don't forget that I have been following you all the time."

Roye fell into silence.

Xia Leimu took out a hairpin and began to tidy up her long hair that was messed up by the chilly wind of early spring: "Do you remember the scene when we first met?"

"My parents carried me out of the bedroom while I was sleeping, and pinched my face hard. When I opened my eyes, I saw you, handsome, heroic, but somewhat mature. At that time, you were holding a knife. I wanted to touch it out of curiosity, but you just threw it away and dodged it."

Xia Leimu smiled: "I thought I was hated and was about to cry, but you hurriedly handed me the knife and let me play with it. Even if I damaged the decorative carvings on it, you gritted your teeth and didn't say a word."

"You didn't know that I could fall asleep at any time, so when you saw me fall straight, you didn't know to help me, but just shouted anxiously, and didn't let go until the elders came. Qi."

"From that day on, every time I go out, I will give you my hand and let you lead the way for me."

"Xia Leim... I... We have known each other for ten years. We have killed monsters together since we were ten years old. Since we registered as adventurers at the age of twelve, we have traveled to many corners of this continent and experienced dangers that ordinary people cannot imagine... We are close and have a tacit understanding..."

Xia Leim interrupted: "We are in tune with each other, right? But recently, I can no longer see your heart clearly."

"When I handed my hand to you, I felt the blazing flames, the flashing lightning, and the roaring tide. The Roye who always accompanied me like a spring breeze is gone."

"What are you talking about? I am still me." Roye took another step forward, but this time, Xia Leim chose to retreat.

"Something else has lived in your heart. I can't describe it, but... I can feel it."

After staring at each other for a long time, Xia Leim threw an extra hairpin in her hand to Roye.

"Originally I thought you would understand why I was walking with you, why I entrusted the future to you, and why I would risk crossing the Dip Ran to join you and fight alongside you..."

"You like me, and I like you too, isn't that enough?" Roye asked, "I want to change this country, but without power, all this is nonsense!"

Hearing this, Xia Leimu smiled, and she murmured, "You really didn't realize that you have changed..."

Without answering, she slowly turned her back and yawned.

"Goodbye, Roye, I will find my own journey, maybe... we won't meet again."

Watching Xia Leimu's figure gradually disappearing on the snowy plain, Roye's hand holding the hilt of the knife became stronger and stronger. Suddenly, he drew the knife, and the sharp knife energy cut the rows of trees in half. In the snowy fog, Roye took a deep breath with a ferocious look on his face.

"What exactly have I changed? I just want to change... To change requires power, means, and talent!"

"I am not wrong... I did not hurt those people, I just let them gather under my command. They had no way to go, and I chose a more correct path... Their eyes have never been sharp, at least the knowledge and vision I have can help them avoid more misfortunes."

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Through the messenger network of the Church, Lu Yu learned first-hand information about the Solon Civil War.

In the fierce battle between Divik and Zenil's legions, the Black Owl, as Sera guessed, chose to sit on the sidelines after experiencing the initial "inertia" and no longer interfere in this "family affair".

However, what Lu Yu did not expect was that Divik was not as deserted as he imagined. On the contrary, after the civil war began, he stabilized his good son and made rapid progress. If Zenil had not adjusted in time, he would probably lose his city-states one after another.

Sera commented that "the foundation of the four major countries is still there. Although Divik is not good, the vested interest groups still have some ability to cover the bottom line."

Tanya, on the other hand, remained silent as always. She subdued a team of black owls and took care of the spring ploughing with peace of mind. She even went to the fields to work with the farmers once again. It is said that her planting skills were very good, and even the old farmers praised her highly.

At the same time, she also gave a large amount of land from the nobles who fled famine to ordinary people, and even lifted a large number of people from slavery in the sparsely populated marginal city-states, making them legal citizens of the Green Shade Territory.

In the past, when discussing Tanya, Lu Yu and Sera would always talk about Lulu, but now there is no need to avoid it. When Lulu heard this information, she just smiled, and then praised: "Even when acting, she always likes to act the whole set, but I don't know how long she can last."

As the northern border became a no-man's land, the Theocracy's messengers were unable to obtain any useful information. The only thing they knew was that Zenil's messenger was released, while Solon's messenger never returned until the day before yesterday. Only then did someone throw the head of the slain messenger into the mansion of a grand duke in a frontline war zone.

When Lu Yu heard this, he kept tapping the handrail with his fingers, his expression solemn.

"It doesn't seem like something Roye would do... It's understandable to kill a messenger seeking information during the war. This kind of behavior to stimulate Solon seems a bit reckless." Sera frowned, not understanding why Roye would be so extreme. move, "Against Zeniel, it's a civil war, but against Royer... I hope the black owl is still watching."

What happened to this gentle young man in the north... Why does he seem to have developed a violent temper?

"Don't you warn him?" Sierra asked curiously.

Lu Yu sighed: "I gave him advice. If he really wants to do something, he should stay dormant first. Don't let yourself become the thorn in the eyes of all forces. Prioritize the win over the school and get their parts." Support... Or, take the mass line, do better than Tanya, and use the misery in the north to play the emotional card to gain buffer time and wait and see how the war will turn out."

Lu Yu covered his forehead: "I will not and do not want to intervene in the civil war. These suggestions are already the best strategies I can give out of my status as friends. I even explained to him in detail how to develop the mass line... But he felt that This is too slow."

Lu Yu recalled everything that happened after the two met, and looked melancholy at the gradually spreading spring outside the window. Those new greens that were full of vitality and were repairing the damage caused by the dispersion looked so tenacious and stubborn.

"People will change... I don't know what he witnessed in the north, and I don't know why his words are always full of eagerness, as if he thinks that changing these outdated things can be done overnight... As a person My friend, I have done everything I can do...what else can I do?”

Lu Yu looked at each other, Lulu and Sera, and said, "He thinks that my Dawn Territory was built just for the sake of peace, and the suggestions provided are not reference-based."

Lu Yu smiled bitterly: "I can't do anything. The Dawn Territory is one of the few pure lands we have. All plans and prospects start from here. If you close your mouth and remain silent, you can make everyone forget this place... Then let's do it. ”

At the moment when the magic wave arrives, those silent people who are not watched and unable to speak have hope to make their own voices again. Even if these voices are insignificant, those hoarse shouts will eventually make a ripple.

The magic tide is the dawn that belongs to the silent ones, this is what Lu Yu firmly believes.

But maybe, not everyone thinks so.

Everyone has chosen the path they will take in the next era, and taken steps unswervingly.