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Chapter 10 Embers

"Working people, hurting money... That should not be the style of the Marquis. The Marquis was my idol when I was a child. I still remember that he once proposed to His Majesty that he should levy less or even no food tax in villages with severe waterlogging. Moreover, he also learned
Like the Bantha people, he built schools in his own territory... He was a great lord."
After listening to Master Vega's narration, Viscount Oak Clifford sighed: "Now, maybe he is really old and confused."
"Maybe."
Angus replied absently.
Viscount Oaklifor suddenly turned his head, faced Angus' somewhat indifferent eyes, and showed a gentle and humble smile: "Speaking of which, Lord Viscount Ketugya, you are also my idol."
"Well? What did you say?"
Angus was slightly startled.
Viscount Oak Clifford said sincerely: "I have wanted to meet you since a long time ago. I have always believed that if there is only one family in Titan that can be called a true noble, then it must be Cthugya.
family."
This young man with bright blond hair crossed his fingers on his chest and spoke slowly.
He looked at Angus intently, and his eyes seemed to be shining with light. At first glance, it seemed that there was fire burning.
It was this look in his eyes that made Angus feel confused.
Yes, there was no doubt that he felt very strong hostility from Viscount Oakleyford; but at the same time, his admiration for himself was not disguised. This strange feeling of contradiction made him hesitate.
So, Angus couldn't help but ask: "So, Lord Viscount Oakleyford, where do you think our ideals fit in? In other words, what exactly is the so-called 'real aristocracy' that you agree with?"
What kind of thing?"
"That is true nobility"
Viscount Oak Clifford blurted out: "There is only one most noble thing in the world, and that is to devote one's life to the people!"
"Well said!"
Vega nodded in agreement.
Viscount Oak Cliff seemed to be inspired, with an innocent smile on his face: "It would be great if you could agree and understand. I can't find anyone in this land who can listen to my voice."
"You might as well talk about it."
Suddenly, Angus interrupted Viscount Oakliffe.
He raised his head and looked into the eyes of Viscount Oak Clifford: "If you have time, you might as well talk to us about your thoughts... Roland, maybe we will become close friends."
"Roland...? Roland... Luo... Lan... Ao... Lan..."
But what made Angus feel weird was that Viscount Oaklifort was murmuring Saint Laurent's name as if he was distracted, as if he wanted to get some comfort from it.
After he repeated the name several times, the blond young man hesitated for a moment, and suddenly said without warning: "If you want, I will tell you...everything."
After a short silence, the young man spoke: "I was about eight years old. I was reading a book and suddenly had a question, that is why people fight with each other."
"But, as you will understand from the Oak Clifford family, my question was not answered by anyone. The answer they gave me was the same answer parents give to their children: 'You will know when you grow up.'
"
"But I was not willing to give in. I searched all the books I could find just to find the answer to this question. But, I failed. None of the books said why people fight with each other, as if everyone took it for granted.
I know the answer to this question."
"But I didn't know, so I didn't give in. It was then that I began to realize that these books around me were not the whole world. They were neither comprehensive nor correct."
"What changed my life was a passing wizard. He entered the closed study that originally belonged to me without alerting anyone. Unexpectedly, I didn't feel any panic or panic when I saw him.
Fear. Inexplicably, I am so sure that this person cannot hurt me."
"Wait a minute."
Suddenly, Angus interrupted Viscount Oakliffe's narration.
He asked seriously: "Do you remember what that person looked like? Did he introduce himself?"
"He didn't tell me his name."
Viscount Oak Clifford shook his head regretfully: "He was supposed to be my first mentor. But fortunately, I still remember his appearance."
"He is very tall, probably a Titan; he also wears gold-rimmed glasses, and talks more like a poet than a wizard. Most importantly, he has black hair and black eyes. I have never seen black hair and black eyes before.
He is an eye-catching person, so I have a very deep impression on him.”
Viscount Oak Clifford recalled: "He asked me at that time, 'Little one, where are your adults?' Then I told him very calmly, 'Sir, I am the only one here'... Immediately afterwards, he
He offered to take me out."
"'You must be a liar, sir,' I said at the time, 'No one will try to take me away. My world is right here.'" At this point, Viscount Oak Clifford scratched his head shyly, "Although
It's a bit embarrassing, but that's exactly what I said at the time."
"But instead of being angry, the gentleman laughed. He told me, 'When you can go out, go north! There are opportunities for you in the north!' After that, he disappeared, leaving only
The next travel diary is stained. I told my parents and brother about this person, but no one believed me. The only one who believed in me was my sister."
"So, you saved His Highness the Prince?"
Angus twitched the corner of his mouth and asked quietly.
Not only the old Viscount, but also Angus would not believe it if his children told him this.
Well, except Lily.
Viscount Oak Cliff helplessly spread his hands: "I know you won't believe it. But that's the truth. Not only did I save the prince in the north, I also met my other two opportunities in Kalar and Suze respectively...
This world is so wonderful.”
"When I was nineteen years old, the lowest point in my life, I instinctively walked north, and then met my life mentor, Marco, the great mentor who changed my entire life."
"At that time, I was bewitched by the cultists. It was Master Marco who made me wake up and saved me from leaving."
Speaking of Marco, Viscount Oak Cliff couldn't help but become a little more excited, and his voice became slightly higher-pitched: "Master Marco told me the answer to the question that has troubled me for ten years. He told me that the world needs
Me; he told me that our family's philosophy is wrong. Our friends are the people. And the power of the people is infinite."
"Master Marco told me that there should be a torch in this world that can turn the sinful things that have been twisted by people's desires into ashes. He said that there should be a flame in this world that can burn all sins.
Almost exhausted."
"We should be a whole. Humanity should be a collective! Whether it is imperial power, nobility or gods, any group that unites people's strength with desires other than human progress should be destroyed. People must get rights and power must get
Constraint. Only in this way can the world be saved."
Viscount Oak Clifford's expression was like that of a saint at this moment, and he solemnly preached his message to Angus and Vega.
Weijia listened very attentively at first, but later on, his face began to look strange, and there were big drops of sweat dripping down his face, breaking into several pieces.
Angus's fist was already clenched, but he didn't dare to move.
There is no doubt that he has realized the abnormality of Viscount Oak Clifford.
Destroy the imperial power? Destroy the nobility? Overthrow the gods?
Stop kidding, do you think you are Roland?
There is no doubt that the camp that Viscount Oakleyford belongs to should be the Ring of Ashes sect that has been very active in Titan recently.
However, although Angus discovered this, it was too late.
His extraordinary perception told him that since the second half of Viscount Oakleyford's speech, a terrifying monster had been targeting him underground. But he had no chance of escaping.
"Sorry, old friend..."
Under the cover of the enthusiastic Viscount Oakleyford's speech, Vega's pale face was full of apology: "I don't know..."
"It has nothing to do with you, Master Vega... This is all a trick of the villain. We have fallen into a trap."
Angus bit his lip, touched the silver cross in his pocket, and took a deep breath.
Chapter completed!
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