Chapter 479 Please believe in your good deeds (2/3)
Obviously, Waldo didn't think there was anything that couldn't be said.
"At least there will be basic courtesy on the surface. I thought the nobles in the imperial capital were extremely unruly, arrogant, and looked at people through their noses."
Ian said this, while Hua An shook his head: "What on earth are you talking about? Where do such nobles come from? They don't really break up with each other, and they are all amiable on the surface, just like my teacher and other goblins.
Doctors, they compliment each other's research results all day long, but they will never fight when they are not competing for funding."
"I feel that although what I said and what you said seem somewhat similar, they are completely different in nature."
Ian complained, while Frost Butterfly sat on the boy's shoulder, causing the aroma of coffee ice to spread: "It seems that my Frost Butterfly can cheer people up just by relying on its own taste."
Although he said this on the surface, Ian was actually quite solemn in his heart.
Someone is killed, and an emergency team comes to help. It may be a little slow, but it will come. The nobles are not arrogant enough to regard ordinary people's lives as nothing. Although they appear to be quite arrogant and indifferent, they cannot really ignore this.
This is enough to prove that the laws of the empire are still useful and can restrain these nobles.
It can even be said that nobles regard the loss of ordinary people's lives as a trouble and will try their best to avoid such property losses. There is no guarantee that people with such property will be punished.
But it is not really about punishing people for their lives.
In some ways, this may be more terrifying.
"Inaga II outlawed slavery and brought about more efficient ways of working and cooperating. His laws and norms are still implemented on this land. But the problem is that slaves may still be taken care of by their masters, while hired workers
But waiters will be picked on in every possible way and even abandoned at will."
Shaking his head slightly, Ian put these questions in his mind.
They arrived at the seventh floor area.
It sounds exaggerated to say that the seventh floor area is a park. There is actually an entire area in the Imperial City that is a man-made natural landscape. But in fact, everyone needs to relax occasionally, even for the sake of mood and higher work efficiency.
, the existence of the park is also reasonable.
When Ian entered the seventh floor area, it was already past six o'clock in the afternoon. Isengard should have arrived long ago, and he was probably waiting for him somewhere.
He looked around, and the first thing that caught his eye was a square at the entrance on the left. It stood tall and tall. The metal pillars connecting the upper and lower floors formed a semicircular venue. There were rows of tables and chairs there, as well as vending machines.
Fast food vendors sell everything from sausage bread to minced meat noodles. Ian even saw someone selling pickles with pickled fish, which smelled surprisingly appetizing.
Outside the square, there is a lush park woodland. The stone road is covered by shadowy shrubs and spreads deep into the forest. Some pedestrians can be seen chatting with their companions, and the soothing artificial light overhead deepens the scene.
A sense of tranquility and hazy silence.
Ian quickly sensed the aura of Isengard. The characteristics of the source of matter recorded by the silver chip were quite conspicuous, and they were significantly strengthened compared to two months ago. Obviously, after Isengard returned to the imperial capital, he was sublimating
The author has improved significantly in this aspect. After all, he has experienced many life and death battles, and he must have a deeper understanding of his bloodline.
Ian and the Birch Frost Butterfly walked into the forest park. It is said that this place was once a large ecological garden in the imperial capital during the refuge period. To put it simply, it was a place where vegetables and fruit trees were grown. You can still vaguely see the trees deep in the forest.
Some buildings and tall storage centers are made of white solid stone. After careful repair, they have become another resting place for pedestrians.
This is why the sixth floor is the storage center, because that floor was the area where various food materials were stored and distributed during the shelter period.
"My friend also likes to come to the seventh floor to read. But it's not here, but there is a bed-like structure on top of the old building over there. It's so beautiful to lie there and read."
Hua An raised his hand and pointed at the ancient storage center, and Ian looked at it and couldn't help but laugh: "That's the roof of the storage center's beams, not the bed... But maybe it's the same for goblins? Well, lying on the roof reading a book,
Enjoy the breeze, your friend really knows how to enjoy it."
"Really!" Hua An also flapped his wings happily.
Frost Butterfly nodded thoughtfully.
The air circulation system of the Imperial City is very good, and there are winds circling in the park area. Moreover, because of the vegetation, the wind here is fresher, and the noisy sound of the forest is clearer in the closed environment, reaching deep into the park.
And in a rather quiet and remote corner of the courtyard, a young man with shoulder-length blond hair wearing a half-length cloak was sitting next to the remaining arch wall on the roadside. The ivy had already climbed on the remaining wall, and even
It started to gradually spread to newer park chairs.
Isengard was wearing a thick velvet coat with black background and gold trim, and was quietly looking at the book in his hand.
Because he was too serious, or perhaps because he was indeed not in any danger, snow-white pigeons were foraging and walking nearby, forming a rather harmonious picture.
As Ian and the goblins approached, he noticed a noise, so he raised his head and saw his friend walking out of the shadow of the tree, his green eyes like a lake in the forest brightening slightly.
"You came?"
Isengard closed the book and stood up happily. The pigeons beside him also flew up because of this action, but they did not fly too far: "Did something happen? Or did you have a drink with the two goblin ladies?
Will you have afternoon tea?”
He knew that Ian was accompanied by Birch An and Frost Butterfly along the way. He even knew that Frost Butterfly was the little goblin that Ian brought out from the ruins of the South China Sea. Isengard also politely saluted the two goblin ladies: "All the way.
You have had a hard journey, please allow me to pick you up later and entertain you well."
“It’s both.”
With the relationship between Ian and Isengard, there is no need for any pleasantries. They often use communication devices to communicate, and soon get to the point: "I did have tea with Hua An and Shuangdie for a while, but on the way over, I met
some things."
He told the blond boy about the matter with Waldo Noka and the car accident, causing the other party to frown slightly: "The Noka family? Waldo...he is my classmate. Our relationship is relatively normal.
, as long as he didn’t make things difficult for you.”
"As for the victim you helped..."
Lowering his head slightly, Isengard recalled the people he tried to help in the Great Labyrinth of the South China Sea, those who were parasitized by the brain-eating worms... those who he did not rescue until the end.
When he raised his head again, Isengard said seriously: "There may be other people, even the victims themselves, who think you are helping indiscriminately and causing a lot of trouble. But to be honest, please accept my opinion, Ian
You're doing the right and good thing, and I'm going to help you."
"At the beginning, I didn't have the strength to stick to what was right until the end, but this time, I am willing to help Ian to stick to your good deeds until the end."
With that said, Isengard took out a crystal tablet from his arms. It was the same crystal tablet as when Patrick first contacted the pirates. He wrote a lot of words on it, obviously asking for good care of the victim.
"Isengard..." Ian was stunned. He originally wanted to tease the other party that he was a little too serious. He had already handled the matter and could solve the matter perfectly without the Ellen family...
"Thank you. With your words, the victim will probably suffer a lot less."
But he finally sighed and replied seriously: "Sometimes you may need to be so serious. It sounds a bit naive, but I'm afraid you are more sincere than me in terms of attitude."
"Compared to you? How is it possible? Without you, I wouldn't even know that such a thing would happen, and there would be no help and sincerity. I would always be one step late." Isengard smiled at himself: "What's more, it's just
It’s just one person. How many ordinary people can we help?”
After he finished speaking, he raised his head and looked at the two goblin ladies on the side, and said gently: "There is no room for this number of people on a park chair... I think we need to find a quiet place to have a good chat about the recent period.
Take your own actions."
Just when Isengard took Ian and his party to a residence of the Ellen family in the imperial capital.
In a secret mansion, a noble lady was meditating on a stack of files with a glowing bird.