In a spacious alley next to the street, the boy had stopped crying, lowered his head, and answered quietly.
Lorraine Hill looked at the boy and did not speak to comfort him.
"Do you hate that person?"
"I...I don't know, I did something wrong." His voice was a little low.
"Yes, you did something wrong." The girl did not deny it.
When the boy heard Lorraine Hill say the same thing, his head bowed even further, and his hands were placed by his sides, feeling that they were not in the right position.
"What are you going to do if something like this happens in the future?"
"I, I will calculate every account well and I won't make any mistakes again."
"Have you ever heard of a person who never made a mistake in his life?"
"......No."
"Then, what should you do next time, continue to stand there and wait for a kind person to save you?"
".....I have no idea."
Lorraine Hill looked at the boy and suddenly realized Mr. Lu Xun's mood back then, which was to feel sorry for his misfortune and angry at him.
She is not the kind of Virgin who wants to save everyone. After all, the path of life is your own choice. If you help a lot, sometimes you will accumulate resentment. The other party will say that this is not what he wants, but you.
Forced upon me.
That's it, the girl was about to turn around and leave.
"Thank you!" The boy shouted from behind. His voice was a little suppressed and a little urgent, as if he was driving with the brakes on and the accelerator on.
Lorraine Hill turned around and looked at the boy who wanted to say something but didn't know what to say, his face flushed with anxiety.
"If one day you feel too uncomfortable and can't bear it anymore, just imagine that you are a stone without emotions. It will make you feel better."
Lorraine Hill stepped on gray boots and left the alley. His black robe slowly floated up and down in the sea breeze, leaving only the boy's back.
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In the north of the Kingdom of West Wind, laminar clouds roll across the sky, and only some weeds grow sporadically on the dry Gobi Desert. When the trade winds from the south arrive here through the mountains and wilderness, they have already been filtered out of the moist breath of the sea water.
It becomes dry and mixed with the smell of dust.
The sun was high, and the scorching sunshine was baking the earth. Soldiers lined up in neat formations and marched in front of the battlefield, then stood still. The blue starry wheat flag hanging high was blown by the wind, and came from time to time.
The sound of flags rolling.
There are two camps in the vast wilderness, with a total of about 200,000 people. The front lines of both sides stretch from one end of the Gobi Desert to the other end of the horizon. The densely packed heads of people are like ants on the ground, and they are spread blackly across the entire wilderness.
The entire field of vision is endless.
On one side is the aristocratic coalition of the West Wind Kingdom. They are led by the Northern Rock Duke Wabke. They have assembled armies from 37 families in the north. Flags of various colors are flying in the array. These soldiers are dressed in different clothes.
For mail armor, there are some who wear simple leather armor, and there are also a small number who wear full steel armor.
They divide the area roughly by family, and each family is responsible for a part of the front. Generally speaking, the troops in the center and on the two flanks are stronger, while the rest are slightly weaker.
Behind the West Wind Alliance Army is the private army of the Grand Duke of the Rock Wall. They wear copper-colored metal armor, which reflects bursts of golden light in the sun. These private armies of the Grand Duke of the Rock Wall are the famous [Orichalcum Legion] in the north. They have
The armor is made of steel mixed with orichalcum. Although it is heavy, it is also very tough and has strong defensive power. The spear and buckler held in the hand are also mixed with a small amount of orichalcum, and their strength has reached the extraordinary silver level.
There is a rare orichalcum vein in the fiefdom of Duke Yanbi, which is extremely good for making armor. Even ordinary craftsmen can easily make silver-grade orichalcum. Unfortunately, the output of orichalcum is not much. Duke Yanbi saved up for more than ten years to make it.
This elite army of more than a thousand people was gathered.
The soldiers of the [Orichalcum Legion] are all Sequence 2 or above. This is what the Grand Duke of Yanbi is most proud of. He accumulated a lot of wealth through extensive conquests in the north and was able to support such a powerful army.
On the other side of the battlefield, the flags are relatively uniform, all with the pattern of starry wheat ears. The armors they wear are also made of steel, but there are many inconsistencies and burrs in the corners. It can be seen that most of these armors are
They were produced in a hurry recently. These warriors have dark complexions, and most of their hands have calluses from long-term work. The clothes on the inside of the armor are also very worn and have turned white after washing.
The soldiers in the front were armed with spears and shields, and formed a very neat square formation. There were only a small number of archers in the back, unlike the aristocratic coalition that had many crossbows.
The Grand Duke of the Rock Wall of this generation was riding on a tall horse, looking at the rebels opposite, his gray beard cracked into a smile.
"I didn't expect that the leader of the rebels opposite was actually an academic." There was a funny and sarcastic expression on his face.
"Welliver, if you lead troops in the future, don't imitate the other party."
"Why, father, I think they are arranged in such an orderly manner, they must be very powerful in combat."
"That's bullshit." The old Duke swore with disdain.
"I just look down on these people who are stupid because of reading."
"When I was young and fighting against the barbarians, the commander sent by the royal family was an academic who graduated from Emenas."
"From the very beginning, we talk about combat plans, logistics and maintenance, task assignments, and some queuing training. It's really stupid."
"Where does he think this is? Those big-headed soldiers are just here to make a living. You talk to them about glory, but they only think about how to make money and whoring women."
"It turned out to be true. Everyone below him was too lazy to pay attention to him. After various orders were passed down, unless he was present in person, he would follow them to give the king some face. If he was not present, who would be stupid enough to do it in the sun."
"What happened next?" Willev, the son of the old Duke, asked curiously.
"Later, he got smart and asked the king to supervise the team, supervising the training of the people below, arranging formations, etc., and he managed to master it."
"It's a pity that it's of no use. Once you go to the battlefield, life and death can happen in an instant. Who cares about the formation? It's just that if I feel good about it, I'll cut more. If I feel pain from being cut, I'll run back. In the end, I just need to maintain my position."
As long as the overall front remains together and slowly makes the opponent dumplings, we will basically win."
"What if we can't beat it?"
"If you can't beat him, just run away, silly boy." The old father looked at his son with a look of retard.
Wellev remained silent and turned to look at the army on the opposite side. After a while, he asked, "Then how did we defeat the barbarians?"
"Although that commander was too naive, he was really a genius at not being able to stand up to others. With the strength of Sequence 7, he directly penetrated the enemy formation and put the head of the opposing leader on the tip of his spear. Then the barbarians fled. Otherwise, that battle would have been really serious.
Hard to say."
"So I said, I want you to teach your grandson well and send him to study in Emenas. Don't be like you and think about fancy things all day long. Strength is the only truth."
"And the rebel leader opposite is just that he doesn't have much ability. He thinks he has read some books and can make some formations. You see, when the fight starts, people will be crowded and chaos will happen. Who would stand stupidly?
I'm getting beaten on the same spot just to maintain my formation, hahaha."