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St. Grace Welfare Home on the morning of August 9, 1666 (mday+130)
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"I want to know, how many years later was the magic of traveling through time completed?"
She heard him ask the question.
"How far back are you from, Anne?"
Anne's breath stopped. She realized that even she had unintentionally underestimated the inconspicuous young man in front of her - she clearly knew the future history! She knew what he was going to become!
Achievement is usually the sum of ability and luck.
Frankly speaking, if you are lucky, becoming the ruler of a country is not difficult.
A god stick favored by the current rulers, a successful mid -level officer, a young and charming alien reformer, a heir of a royal family
There are too many ways to become the ruler of a country, and most of them do not require much personal ability, only luck.
However, becoming a recognized long-term ruler of a large country is a completely different matter.
????????? In history as Anne knew it, Nemen Thoredon would receive the royal surname, and later in the century, become Prime Minister of the Holy Corman Empire in that eventful era.
He will use nearly a hundred years to establish the "Peace under Coleman" and another hundred years to prove that this peace is valuable.
All other holders of this position will be called "the current Prime Minister", "the former Prime Minister", or have the suffix "Prime Minister" after their name; but to call Nemen Hugh Corman, people will only be called "Prime Minister". It is enough to call him "Prime Minister of the Empire" or even "Prime Minister". Until twenty years after his death, people still called him Prime Minister, including young people born in the post-war peace years. Everyone in the Empire, and even many foreigners, believed that the immortal Prime Minister would eventually return from somewhere and regain control of the world.
But no one can say that Hugh Coleman＊s two hundred years of rule was a dictatorship.
As the root word of this position indicates, Nemen Hugh Coleman is the Hand of the Emperor and exists only for the peace and benefit of the Empire and even the world.
He seems to have no attachment to power, and has resigned more than twenty times in the imperial political arena. He also seems to be very approachable, and anyone can come and refute him, even if he is just an ordinary imperial subject.
But future history will record this: whenever the Empire really needed to summon its Prime Minister, no one could make any other choice. Even his political opponents must marvel at his gorgeous and aboveboard strategy - this is not even a conspiracy, because everyone can clearly see the prime minister's reasons, choices and decisions, and admire the politics that are not afraid of all pressures. Art.
※As far as adapting to changes and adapting to the situation are concerned, if the Prime Minister says that he is not good at it, no one in the world would dare to say that he is better at it. He was so good at changing situations that all his enemies unanimously admitted that as long as he was around, the Holy Koman Empire could not be defeated.
Under his rule, the empire could requisition and absorb everything it could find, men, women, old people, children, dead and alive, to sustain the future of the empire.
The Prime Minister of the Empire never plays tricks. He just observes, analyzes, and then makes changes and draws his sword to cut off all the mess. It was a famous sword hidden deep in a simple scabbard. Its appearance was dull and heavy, but its blade was as sharp as the wind.
Anne almost wanted to crawl under the bed and dig a hole under it to hide.
"I should have known. I should have known that he would have discovered this. To most people, that would be an unbelievable conjecture; but to him, it was the most profound thing left after eliminating all other possibilities. Suspect."
After a long silence, Anne finally decided on the answer.
So she replied readily: "You discovered it. I don't need to ask the reason. There is no point in hiding it any longer."
For some reason, she felt relaxed after making this decision.
"I am indeed a magician of the future, and I use magic that has not yet been completed in this era."
Her answer was so straightforward and clear that Naimen, who was still thinking about how to ask further questions, didn't know how to proceed. All the lines he prepared seemed to be useless, and he could only say "hmm" twice to express his understanding.
Anne raised her right hand and counted with her fingers: "As for the time, one hundred, two hundred If you don't count fractions, two hundred"?Ten years. "
※In a sense, that＊s an incredibly long number.
"Two hundred and thirty years. What kind of future is that?"
Naimen Solayton straightened up, took a step to the side, and sat down unsteadily on the edge of the bed.
Two hundred and thirty years. What kind of concept is this? His current life can be repeated thirteen times with a fraction. Most people can pass on their family business to their great-great-great-great-grandson.
??Looking back two hundred and thirty years, that is, the fifteenth century, Lenny was still the territory of the Coleman Empire. There was not even a single republic in the world, nor a single musket. Noble knights riding tall horses and their magician advisors shuttled between towering castles, discussing great deeds such as dragon slaying.
Anne, who mistakenly thought he was asking a question, replied: "It is difficult to describe my era in language you can understand, because many words have not yet appeared in this era, just like it would be difficult to explain to others if you go back to the 15th century. What is 'joint stock company', 'army staff' and 'artillery' are the same."
"Two hundred and thirty years." Naimen repeated it again, his voice still very low, "Then you haven't actually completed the magic of traveling through time, have you, Anne?"
Anne nodded: "Yes. Even after another two hundred and thirty years, we have not completed the magic that can stably travel through time and space. How did you judge it?"
Naimen smiled bitterly and said: "Two hundred and thirty years is too long. If it were me, I would probably choose a more recent era instead of the distant 1400 years. I didn't know anyone two centuries ago. Yes. Accident of magical experiment, right?§
"It was indeed an accident, but it can't be regarded as an accident. At least, this time is still chosen by me." Anne smiled, "I don't know anyone in this era."
With a slightly sarcastic tone, Naimen corrected the error in his previous sentence: "If it's 'knowing' in a broad sense, I also 'know' some big figures in 1400."
Anne shook her head: "It's not this kind of 'knowing'. The person I knew lived until my time."
"Living for two centuries? Oh my God, how much material and magic power does this require?"
Naimen mentally calculated the theoretical values ??and came up with an unbearable astronomical figure. Replacement of the body and continuation of youth are magic that gradually accumulates difficulty. Only top spell users with extremely strong will can complete these magics, not to mention that each body will accumulate various diseases.
"That must be a great big shot. An ordinary ninth-level mage can live to be **10 years old and already feel physically and mentally exhausted Or is it that your era has made great progress?"
"In my time, everyone had access to magic education. But the standards for top magicians have also improved with progress, and resources are still very scarce. The average life span has indeed been doubled, but even so, there are very few magicians The teacher chose to live over a hundred years old." Anne replied slowly, "Your guess is correct. That man will be the center of history in the next two hundred years, and he will completely change the entire world. I have been looking for him, and it is this man Ideas chose this era for me. Looking back, it was really a difficult pursuit.§
Naimen listened to Anne's story and looked at her solemn and calm expression, almost fascinated.
He searched his memory and made sure that he had never seen Anne's expression like this before.
On weekdays, Anne always wears a variety of smiles and works hard to heat up the atmosphere on various occasions. The silly smile you put on to get away when you accidentally make a mistake, the laughter caused by making jokes in a serious conversation, the smile with one corner of your mouth slightly raised to look mad when using magic in the middle of the battlefield, the frown when you are angry. Smiling Even when she was expressionless, she looked like she was waiting for something with a smile.
Naimen suddenly understood what this expression was that attracted him -
This expression is Anne Seifer＊s ※sadness§. She was someone who deliberately avoided being sad in front of others, so he didn't recognize this expression.
The reason for this sadness cannot be more obvious.
She has done so much for Naimen and the army of free countries, and even sacrificed her life as the most powerful magician in the world, but she failed to fulfill her wish. This war has hindered her pursuit, and she may never be able to fulfill her wish.
It only took a moment for Naimen to come up with many words of comfort, but he felt that none of them were suitable to say. No sentence can be said to be false in the face of this situation.
Finally, Naimen sighed and moved towards Annie,Quietly he held her right hand. Annie was stunned for a moment, and reflexively shook her right hand twice, but immediately calmed down and acquiesced to his action.
"If appropriate, tell me who you want to find and what you want him to do. No matter how you want to change history, I will always be on your side."
Anne shook her head slightly and laughed again.
"No need. There is no need for this anymore. I have found my goal."
I don＊t know why, but Naimen thinks this smile is still a ※sad smile§. He felt that this was just a lie she told to comfort him, but he didn't have the courage to expose her.
"I can understand. It would be nice if there was no such war." He thought for a while and then said, "It would be nice if the person you are looking for is me"
Hearing his words, the expression on Anne's face gradually changed from a "sad smile" to an "uncontrollable low smile." Anne seemed to be trying her best to hold back her laughter, tapping the fingers of her right hand on his palm.
"That's the sentence." Annie held back her smile and said, "Yes, that person is you."
After being silent for a moment, Naimen laughed dryly: "Isn't this a joke to liven up the atmosphere, Anne?"
"Of course not." Anne returned to her serious expression and said word by word, "You are the big shot, Nemen Solayton."
This sentence doesn＊t sound very practical, but Anne＊s addition below makes it sound much more real.
"I can tell you the history I know, but I don't know what will happen if you know your future. I have made my choice, but you should also have your own choice. You really want to know your future Yes, Naimen?"
This sentence does not sound like a joke in any way. At least it doesn't sound like the tricks of those three-legged cat prophecy wizards playing with crystal balls on the side of the road. Naimen was a little moved - knowing the future, even if you only know a part of it, is undoubtedly a powerful power.
"The future. I have only one question. Is the future a certain destiny?"
"You have indeed thought of this question." Anne's answer was very clear, "Of course not!"
Naimen felt a little strange and asked: "Since there is no fate, then I don't have to choose, right? There will be no harm in hearing it."
Anne shook her head and corrected: "This is not necessarily true. Fate does not exist, but 'fate' does exist - I personally call it 'historical elasticity'. The preset conditions and inertia of history will not change. It will tenaciously rebound in unexpected places against the force you exert on it. Until now, I am not sure whether history will tenaciously return to the future track I know. There is only one thing I can be sure of: destiny Does not exist. Human will can change the world to a certain extent. Knowing your future is not necessarily a good thing. It will affect your choices and may even make you controlled by it. Even so, you want Do you know the future?"
Naimen immediately understood what risk Anne was talking about.
If, as Anne said, he had the chance to become a big shot, all his future actions would be tempted by this goal. However, because fate does not exist, he is likely to fail in the end - and the pain he will feel at that time will be much stronger than when he does not know the future. Many people regret the choices they have made in life - if someone came back from the future and told him "you could have made a better choice, because this is the way it is in history as I know it", this kind of pain It will definitely be magnified ten times or a hundred times.
???????? If it was Naimen the day before yesterday, he might refuse to bear this kind of pain. He did not seriously consider that he would become a great magician. This idea was as unrealistic as an ordinary person in the industrial age seriously considering that he would become a tycoon.
But the current Naimen will not refuse this opportunity. He needs strength.
No matter what the cost, he still needs strength.
"Then, I want to know. I want to know what kind of person I will be in the future in your history."
Anne raised the corners of her mouth, revealing a relaxed smile - as if she knew he would choose this. It was like she had been waiting for this moment for a long, long time.
"I bet you can't guess what kind of big shot you will become."
Naimen shook his head in disbelief: "For a great magician who is more than two hundred years old, it is not surprising even if he becomes the overlord of the world. Do you have any more strange future?"
※History is always stranger than stories.§
Anne confidently spoke that answer.
"You will get the emperor's surname"?And became Prime Minister of the Empire. "
Naimen was stunned and stammered to confirm: "Empire? Are you talking about the 'Holy Coman Empire', Anne? Or some other empire?"
Anne＊s eyes became ethereal, looking towards the infinite distance and towards the future in her memories.
"It was 'the' Empire, and you would be known as Niemen Hugh Coleman. That would be about twenty years later Niemen Hugh Coleman, not yet forty years old, in 1688 He became the Prime Minister of the Empire in 2001. In that year, he commanded the royal family and the coalition forces in the Far East, recaptured Deland from the noble army, and reunified the divided empire"
"Please wait a moment, is the queen Olia?" Naimen couldn't help but asked.
"Yes. Gustav doesn't have a daughter - even if he does, his daughter won't be enough to be crowned twenty years later." Anne glanced at him strangely, "What, is there a problem?"
"Uhno. Please continue."
Naimen thought for a while and decided not to connect a certain memory of his with his surname of Hugh Coleman.
Anne returned to her own memories, using a voice that was close to a whisper in her ears to tell the story of the past recorded in history books. Her statements skipped the dazzling military and political actions in the middle and directly showed the causes and consequences of everything.
"The new empire you are about to build is destined to be the greatest achievement of this era. It will create at least two hundred years of glory. In this era, there is no universal education and no social security. It is the empire that created all this. No one has ever guaranteed it. , A country that calls itself a republic will be better than a country that calls itself an empire, elected bureaucrats will be better than the emperor's servants, tycoons and politicians will be better than honest officials and loyal ministers"
It was supposed to be a long story about despair, victory, glory and decline, written in a rhyming narrative style. In fact, it is a boring historical chronology, the narrative style is so clean that it is sentimental.
She talked about the empire's stalemate in this war, its defeat, its debts and the ensuing crisis of governance, the rebellion of the nobles, the death of Gustav and his heiress.
She told how the Queen appointed a man who led some Eastern mercenaries to be her Prime Minister, and how he brought war, domination, and fear.
She talked about the signing of the Imperial Charter and the bloody re-coronation of the Queen in Teresa, about the colonial wars and the opening of global trade routes, about the peak and bubble of the Eastern Line Company, about the crisis in the Far East and the Great Wall. of establishment.
She talked about the signing of the "Peace Treaty of Fegota-New Comannia", the long industrialization and the Comanian Peace, and the revolutions and revolutions of the republics and colonies.
She talked about the spread of education and the surge in the number of magic users, the economic depression and the great reversal of diplomacy, until the continental war that finally ended this Gilded Age
Before you know it, a long time has passed.
Unconsciously, she and he were lying on the same bed, looking at the ceiling together, his left hand and her right hand holding each other tightly.
During this narration, the Liberty Bell rang three times in total, and Lenny's ground shook twice. Naimen guessed that some mages were studying how to use spells in the magic network environment like him. The roof of his dilapidated bungalow was also cracked by the earthquake, and two or three o'clock of daylight filtered in through the small holes where the cracks gathered.
He sat next to her, held her right hand, and while listening to the story of the future, he was always ready to deal with various accidents.
But none of this will affect the progress of this long story.
"Three years after the Prime Minister's death, the military government of Teresa surrendered. Corman was re-divided into the non-threatening ** state, and its capital became the only neutral free city in the world. It was my hometown. This is' The prime minister's era' is over."
Anne fell silent, licked her lips, and quickly handed the water glass to her mouth.
After drinking the water, the blond girl let out a long sigh, closed her eyes, and stopped talking for a long time.
Naimen put the water glass back on the table and used a water-generating technique to refill it: "Is this the end? I thought you were going to talk about how you and the future me met."
Hearing this question, Anne suddenly took her hand out of his, supported the bed board, and deliberately turned her face to the inside of the bed to avoid Naimen's gaze. She held her breath hard, not wanting Naimen to see the shyness on her face.
"Noactually this is not the end. My history ends here, but your future has not yet."
She said with her eyes closed, her tone sounding extremely low.
※Then, I returned to this era and changed your destiny without authorization.You should have gone to the Empire. The Queen will not appoint a stranger as her Prime Minister, the nobles will not surrender before the banner of a stranger, and the Empire will not accept a charter drafted by an outside adventurer"
Annie suppressed her emotions and said the apology. When she said these words, she kept her eyes closed tightly, not daring to look at his expression.
"And I changed everything. I'm sorry."
This apology has been lingering in Anne's heart for a long time.
She already knew he was the same person. She already knows that fate can be changed. She no longer cares how much effort she puts into fighting fate - but she still feels that she may have wiped out the future of "Naimen Hugh Coleman".
"So what?" Naimen gently grabbed her hand again, "I don't see anything worth apologizing for."
He responded like this. Anne had guessed that he would answer this before, she just didn't know how he would answer her.
"The reason why I fight for my motherland is because my past experience has made me decide so. If I will become the Prime Minister of the Empire in the future, it will also be because the future situation will make me make that decision. This is not because Anne, you changed my destiny. , but because this is my choice. Fate does not exist, and this is not your responsibility, Annie."
She struggled hard twice, but this time Naimen's hand was much stronger and held her wrist tightly. This level of grip wasn't strong enough to hurt her, but it was enough to ensure that she couldn't struggle out on her own with only one arm left.
"If you really can't find a way, you can go to the empire. There, you have the opportunity to become the prime minister of the empire and the actual ruler of the entire civilized world." Anne could only emphasize again, "Maybe you can still I don＊t understand, but I have to tell you this path! This is my responsibility. I don＊t want to ruin your future.§
"Thank you, I will remember it. But, I am more concerned about another issue"
Naimen smiled perfunctorily and asked a completely unrelated question.
"Annie, you just said that Deland is your hometown. That means that in the future you will be an imperial person. Why did you choose to come to our southern countries and become an enemy of your future motherland? Why do you think How can we change this fate like this?"
Anne was stunned. This was the first time she heard this question and the first time she thought about it.
Why on earth would she want to return to this era to change the fate of "Naimen Hugh Coleman"?
She had many reasons. She wants to find the missing man. She wanted to know about his youth. She wanted to test his abilities and courage. She wanted to protect him on this dangerous battlefield. She wanted to create memories with him that belonged to both of them.
Neither.
Although it was the first time for Anne to hear this question, she suddenly realized that all the answers had already been lying in the softest place deep in her heart〞〞
They have been waiting there for a long time, just waiting silently for the opportunity to be spoken out.
"You may think that I have traveled back in time to be an enemy of Corman and its rulers No. I love my motherland, and I also love its prime minister. The Holy Corman Empire has brought progress to the world , security, peace, knowledge and technology. Even his enemies cannot deny his contribution."
Anne used the parallel relationship to quietly avoid the slightly different meanings of the two loves, but Naimen heard the subtle difference in tone. He smiled with a complicated mood and swallowed.
"However, the Holy Koman Empire ultimately failed. While creating glory and splendor, the huge organizational machine gradually rusted and aged. It was so powerful and powerful that it reappeared after its controller and designer died. The war continued for three years; but it failed, along with all its subjects. This was inevitable, I later found."
"Inevitable? Why?" Naimen asked curiously, "Because it was an evil dictatorship empire?"
"No. The Holy Koman Empire has a charter, elections, a bureaucracy, and imperial councilors, executive judges and patron knights who uphold justice. The design purpose of this organization is also very good, it is 'clear rewards and punishments'. Promote outstanding members , punishing members who perform poorly. It was once a machine full of efficiency and progress.§
"used to be?"
"Any organization faces a paradox. Every organization needs to replace members, and those who perform well will be promoted - until they are promoted to a position where they can no longer perform well. As long as the organization runs long enough, This will have an inevitable tragic result."
Naimen thought for a while and then came to the conclusion: ※Given enough time, all positions will be occupied by mediocre or even incompetent people.§
"But this huge machine is difficult to change. It can only find ways to change the organizational structure and selection criteria to adapt to different situations. Unfortunately, no matter whether the selection criteria are talent or loyalty, ** or cruelty, the result is It＊s the same. If you use sex as the standard, the organization will eventually be filled with people who can＊t even be greedy; if you use brutality as the standard, the organization will eventually be filled with people who can＊t even use brutal suppression.§
Anne smiled bitterly as she recalled the history she had read later, and the difficult and painful memories during the war and post-war reconstruction period also flooded into her mind. She never mentioned these things, nor did she want to, but it was these experiences that shaped her into who she is now.
"No matter how much resources and ingenuity you put in, you can't save an organization that has begun to devour everything. Those new mechanisms established to solve problems will soon turn into new problems. One day, everyone will Everyone will feel that there are mistakes around them, but they are unable to correct them, and they don＊t even know how to correct them. That is my motherland, the Holy Koman Empire at the end of the 19th century. That is the country that you, Nemen Solayton, will build. Even though there are The best spellcasters in the world, the best scientists in the world, and the most powerful war machines in the world cannot change its fate. In our time, that fate is called the Continental War. Tooth for tooth, blood for blood , everything was eventually corrected, even overcorrected.§
Annie, in turn, held Naimen＊s hand tightly. Even just the memories, these memories were enough to make her tremble.
"This is the fate I want to change."
The blonde girl＊s voice was plain, but full of suppressed passion.
"What I want to change is the system that uses all costs to burn human wisdom, courage and life to maintain the glamorous appearance and hypocritical peace. It swallows up the entire country's citizens, the smartest brains and the most heroic Soul. It eats up everything about your future self and everything about the people who love you and the people you love."
"In fact even our republics are beginning to feel rust and corrosion." Naimen asked in a low voice, "But is there really a way? Can we really change this inevitable fate?"
"Historians of later generations will always say that it was the wheel of fate, and that it was another page turned in the history books. These things cannot be changed. However, mathematicians of our time have proven that in a chaotic system , just slightly changing the starting conditions can make a huge final difference. In other words science has proven that fate does not exist."
Annie closed her eyes and spoke her answer in the calmest tone.
"I only know that I am the most powerful magician in the entire world. I only know that I went back to the past not to re-establish a Holy Koman Empire in this era. I only know that I can meet you here , is already an almost impossible miracle. If you can build a behemoth like the Holy Koman Empire by yourself the two of us should be able to do better."
When he heard this, Nemen Solayton felt very small. Although the person who said these words was a girl who was lying on his bed like a broken doll with only one arm and torso left, he felt that he was not worthy of her.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? Gods. This is the real top magician.
"But, what to do?"
※I don＊t know the specific method. But I believe there must be a method. If you admit in your heart that something cannot be solved, then it really cannot be solved.§
Anne slowly turned around and looked directly into Naimen＊s eyes. Her aquamarine eyes were burning at the moment, emitting a breathtaking aura and indescribable charm.
"The power we possess will not be meaningless. The spiritual weapons that scholars have bravely developed for thousands of years will not be meaningless. It is the tool we use to change our inevitable destiny! It is the tool we use to change our destiny. A weapon to break the chains of despair! If the nodes are rotten, then replace the nodes! If the organization is rotten, then destroy the organization! If the system is ineffective, then change the system! Because, because〞"
These sentences were so long that Anne was out of breath. Naimen could feel that her virtual internal organs seemed to be screaming. He gently stroked her slender waist with cold tentacles and listened to the calm voice speaking her will.
"Because our belief is power! If the reality does not match the ideal, then we will change the reality!"
That will was so firm and unshakable, completely unlike the words spoken by a person who knew he was about to die. Nothing like it.
"Because we are magic users, because we can change??Reality, so these are and can only be our responsibilities. We're going to create a future that's better than anything you've ever known, even better than anything I've ever known〞"
The blond girl suddenly froze in this future perfect tense, as if she suddenly remembered something important. Some very important presuppositions that she had just forgotten.
"we will＃＃"
Anne repeated this tense, and blood from unknown sources poured into every capillary on her face, and her cheeks turned red dramatically.
She swung her only arm in a panic and tried to turn her back, but Naimen held her tightly and refused to let her out of his sight.
Anne became even more anxious. She used her severed arm to push hard on the bed board in front of her, and turned her back to the door. She didn't want him to see her expression.
"Hug, I'm sorry, this paragraph just now is yes yes, it is an excerpt from the novel I want to create. It will follow the previous novel. I think there is always a place to insert it."
Anne defended awkwardly, as if she didn't realize that this action meant that she was sending herself into his arms.
Kanamen realized it. His left hand still held her right hand tightly.
His left arm was forcibly pulled over by the action she just made, and was pressed under him, even touching Annie's perfect pair of breasts. He could feel her body temperature, his heartbeat, not just the cold glass and the flow of magic.
Naimen didn＊t know that he would go down in combat history as ※the commander best at catching fighter planes§ in the future, but he could still feel that his right hand was ready to move, trying to catch precious fighter planes. But another intuition told him that this was a trap. This was a dangerous trap. There were some presuppositions in Anne's words that he had not grasped. It's a battle between the left brain and the right brain - or the upper body and the lower body.
The young officer repeatedly muttered in his mind, "This is taking advantage of others' danger, which is wrong." But there was another voice repeating in his ear, "Maybe there will never be a better opportunity than this. Attack all defense lines now." Everything can fall apart.§ His right hand rose and fell next to the seam of his military trousers, and two thoughts kept fighting in his heart.
But Naimen just managed to say: "Annie, I understand. I know this is what you really think."
Then the two fell silent.
Naimen＊s right hand finally lifted up from the seam of his trousers, but it was still hanging in the air, never moving forward. That short distance is as heavy as the entire history.
It＊s not that he doesn＊t like her. He is not a gentleman who does not want to take advantage. Of course, he is not one of those people who says "Fighting is a man's business" or "I don't want to fight women" and finds reasons to avoid women who are stronger than him.
However, the heaviness lingers. Until now, he didn't fully believe Anne's story, but he couldn't find any reason to doubt it.
Naimen knew that he could get her as long as he stretched out his hand, but he also knew that it meant that he would receive all of Anne's gifts and curses at the same time. What's even more frightening is that he knows that as long as he agrees, he will definitely do it. Even if that responsibility would swallow up his poor little ability, or even his entire life for the rest of his life.
He likes her, there's no doubt about it. But, does he really love her enough to take on this responsibility? he does not know. The distance between the two was too subtle for him to distinguish.
Of course, he can lie and comfort her, after all, this may be her last day
※But that＊s something Naimen Solayton would never do. Naimen is good at adapting, but he also knows clearly that as a magician, there are certain beliefs that he will definitely stick to. Probably, the "Naymen Hugh Coleman" in her story would make the same choice.
The silence continued. Lenny's magic net is still trembling, and one shot after another of tentative magic hits the magic net, triggering one echo after another. The Liberty Bell rang wildly and the ground shook, but the air in the room still seemed dead. He and she could only feel each other's nervous breathing and pulse.
Finally, it was Annie who spoke to break the dead silence.
"I'm afraid Lenny can't hold on anymore. You can't wait here any longer, NaimenSir Soleton. Today the parliament will definitely pass the order to retreat, and it will take two or three days to withdraw across the Metebesi River. Emperor He will definitely recall his Northern Front Army and come back with renewed strength, and by thenand by then"
Naimen could hear the nasal sound in her voice. The nasal sound was well hidden, but he could still hear it. He noticed that she quietly changed her name for him again.
"And by then, they will definitely be able to master the Lenny Magic."The law of ??. There are many people doing this now. Therefore, before that, you must go to the Parliament and take control of the Lenny Army, at least the best part of the Lenny Army. I can give you some names if you need them. "
Anne Seifer is playing her role as a future person conscientiously. Naimen's eyes moved from her severed thighs to her back and waist, and from her waist to her neck, staying on the skin as delicate as pearls, looking at the suppressed tremors. He could feel that those suppressed emotions were being conveyed through the magic network.
Naimen＊s hand moved forward unconsciously, and then stopped again.
It was as if the nerves in his upper arm no longer obeyed his command. These few minutes felt longer than the entire battles of Stilburg and Jena. If there is an enemy attacking, Naimen is confident that he can respond quickly and decisively; but now there is no enemy attacking
Just when he was about to start praying, "Give me the pressure to make a choice," the floor of the room did start to shake again. This time the vibration was bigger and more violent than before. Naimen could even see that the magic network that originally existed as light blue ether lines melted into the background color.
Annie sniffed hard and said in an unbelievable tone: "How could it be so fast? Someone has already mastered how to use the magic net? Even if the basic principle is the same, the principle was tested without any reference materials. , this is too exaggerated Newton is not in Lenny, but that bastard Io? It can't be Huygens or Locke"
As she was talking to herself, the house shook harder, as if the epicenter was near them. The dust on the roof beams fell one after another, and even the water glass on the table began to slide.
At this moment, Naimen suddenly realized what Anne called the "elasticity of history." It always happens in unexpected places - like now. This invisible and intangible "elasticity" is forcing him to make a choice.
Maybe everything she said is true.
Either hold her or let her go, there is no third way.
"Think about it carefully, there is no need to choose at all."
Naimen Solayton put aside all worries and worries, stretched out his right hand without hesitation, crossed Anne's thin and light torso, and hugged her body tightly.
The girl who was caught off guard struggled in panic in front of this unexpected fierce hug, and used her only hand to pat Naimen's arm hard: "Wait, wait a minute, why suddenly"
But Naimen has no intention of letting go. He has made his choice.
"The hope you have is my hope. The future you want is my future."
He picked her up, lifted her body off the bed, held her in his arms, and continued to whisper his commitment and responsibility in her ear.
"We will go to the Capitol together and see Marshal Fox together. We will find capable priests and we will find a way to cure your body. As you said, we cannot admit that a thing cannot be solved - Otherwise it＊s really unsolvable.§
"Wait, wait a moment"
Hearing these words, Anne blushed and shook her head vigorously, as if she wanted to deny something. Her hair rubbed against Naimen's cheeks and chin, making her feel a little itchy. But he decided to ignore the signals.
"I will accompany you to the end of the story, no, even to the end of everything."
Naimen hugged Annie tightly and stood up suddenly from the bed.
"Because I like〞no. I should probably say, I"
Naimen＊s words suddenly stopped as if someone had cut them off.
〞〞Because he had already seen the cause of the huge vibration just now.
Right in the center of his room, there was a huge tunnel opening.
Next to the tunnel entrance, two uninvited spectators were looking at him and Annie in surprise. All four eyes were as big as silver coins, and the expressions on their faces were very complex and wonderful.
Zalt Foran was still wearing the military uniform. He opened the corners of Sister Valentina's mouth with both hands to prevent her from making any noise to disturb Nemen and Anne. Because the corner of her mouth was pulled, the nun who had changed into casual clothes made some unintelligible grunts and pointed at the two young men in front of her, her index finger wagging in the air.
Naimen＊s head started to hurt. He turned his attention to the entrance of the tunnel, looking at this building that he knew nothing about even though it was clearly in his room.
The walls of the entire corridor are paved with lighting crystals, emitting a faint blue light. The steps made of obsidian stone lead all the way to the depths, and all building materials are inlaid with??Rune used to prevent detection and block the exit-Generally, a mage's secret base will only take some precautions at the entrance.
No matter what standard you use to measure it, the architectural standards of this secret base are outrageously luxurious. This was obviously something he couldn't afford, nor could a nun or Zalt. If Zart could afford to repair this thing, there would be no need for him to defect from the Empire; if he defected from the Empire just to be able to afford to repair this thing, then the Empire would never let him go.
So there is only one suspect left.
"I, I have wanted to tell you for a long time I just didn't find the right opportunity."
Annie said hesitantly, turning her head to one side. The blush on her face caused by embarrassment had long since reached her ears, and even her fair neck had turned red.
"If I had known it was a trap, I should have taken the time to eat the bait just now."
Naimen? Solayton thought bitterly, and began to think about how to deal with the situation in front of him that was still full of traps. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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