Returning to Xibinglu, Mars found that the girls had returned to their rooms.

Also, it was already midnight. The director handed the person over to Sidney and received his thanks. Mars met the old secretary who came over again.

The old man didn't seem to be used to it yet. He squinted his eyes and looked at Mars.

"I talked to Princess Chun, and she said that you sympathize with us, and I can see the fact that between workers and the company, you chose the former over the latter."

"I am a child of the tower. No matter my life experience or bloodline, just because of the windbreaker on my body, the collar badge on my collar and the lightsaber hilt on my waist, I should not stand in the latter's shoes.

Now, there are so many people in the world who need me to protect them, so how can I help others do evil?" Mars replied with a smile.

The old secretary smiled and showed his teeth - the gums were a bit receding and the teeth were decayed and missing. In Northernism, more medical equipment and medicines were left by these idealists to those who they thought needed them more.

"It's really great that you think so, young gentleman from the tower." At this point, the old man stretched out his pocket and took out a sword badge: "When I was very young,

When I was studying in a high tower, my instructor told me that if I chose Northernism, I would be choosing a painful road, a long road with boundless suffering."

The old man said this in very standard Thai.

When Mars caught the sword badge, he understood what the old secretary meant. The old man wanted him to take it back to the tower and put it on the monument.

"I answered him, I'm not afraid. What I'm afraid of is my family and my descendants. Everyone on this big island will become a slave of the tyrant and the company... But people's hearts are unpredictable. We fight and we fail.

We learn lessons and we make a comeback... Until now, we have chosen peace. Only then did I understand what my mentor said, no matter how good the war is, it cannot compare to peace... Mr. Ishikawa is a wise man, and you are his son-in-law. I

I sincerely hope that you and Her Royal Highness the Princess can help this country and make the future better."

Mars nodded: "Please rest assured, Chun and I will do our best to maintain your covenant. If someone wants to destroy everything, we will try our best to stop it."

"Thank you, kid..." The old secretary said this and stretched out his hand to shake Mars's hand.

Mars bowed his head, saluted, and left.

When he got into the car that Xibinglu had prepared for him and went directly to the rest palace, Mars saw the old man standing under the lamp.

This old secretary still believes in human nature too much.

Mars has seen great swordsmen like him who spend their whole lives trying to change injustice, and will not regret it even when they are old.

But there are also people who forget the vows they made and who they once were.

As for peace...Mars didn't even dare to estimate how long this peace would last.

However, the old secretary himself should also understand.

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Watching the car leave with the young Mr. Gaota, the old secretary lit a cigarette for himself, and the old man standing under the street lamp took a puff greedily.

This is a cigarette given to me by the young gentleman, although he also said not to smoke too much...

But how long can I live with this old bone?

There were footsteps behind him, but the old man didn't look back until a hand handed him a cigarette case.

"Brother, please smoke my cigarette too."

Listening to these words, the old man's withered mouth twitched. He wanted to smile, but the missing teeth made his smile look terrible.

He took the cigarette from Xiaoxi Changji, and then looked at this young junior brother: "You look much better than me."

"Senior brother is joking. I have inherited the glory of my father. If my ancestors had not fallen in love with an elf, there would not be a bad guy like me in our family." The elf said this and sat on a bench by the roadside with the old man.

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"Your Excellency Ishikawa is determined to achieve peace. Senior brother, you also think so. This is a good thing. However, I am always worried about whether your successors will change."

Listening to his junior brother's hesitation, the old secretary blew out a puff of smoke: "My heir will recognize the peace and the peace treaty itself. We northernists are not crazy. The quality of life of the people in the royal area has improved visibly in recent years. We are not watching.

You see, if you are not as skilled as others, you have to admit your weakness. If Mr. Ishikawa and his successors can continue like this, Northernists like me and we will happily join in the work of building the new four islands. No one likes to fight.

, Changzhi.”

"Yes, no one likes to fight. We have been fighting for so long. Seeing that the outside world is changing with each passing day, we should not waste time anymore." At this point, Xiaoxi Changji took the cigarette from his senior brother and looked at it.

He held his rough and cracked hand, and then glanced at his cigarette hand.

The elf sighed.

He lit a cigarette for himself.

"Although His Excellency Ishikawa's psychic talent is not high and may not be improved in the future, his and the Queen's child's talent is still very good. Several fortune tellers have said that this child will one day become a legend. This child

... I hope he can learn more from his father."

"But many people in the royal party probably don't think so, right?" the old man said.

"Yes." Konishi Changji shook the cigarette ashes: "In the end, our generation can only buy a short-term peace for this land, senior brother."

"Wouldn't it be better if we could have a few years without bloodshed so that everyone can live a better life, Changzhi?" The old man raised his head and looked at the night sky, and the Milky Way was unfolding before their eyes.

The old man took a strong drag on his cigarette, and the junior brother next to him flicked the cigarette between his fingers: "Mr. Mars, this is very good. The tutor has chosen a good boy. We have a young junior brother who seems to be reliable in his work.

Senior brother."

"Huh?" The old man turned to look at his junior brother.

"You said, Mr. Mars, who promised our oath, will one day come to our four islands to fight for the weak when the oath is broken." Speaking of this, Konishi Nagaharu looked at his senior brother:

"Do you think it's possible?"

"He is from Thailand."

"The little gentleman is from Southern Thailand, and his ancestry is from Western China, but he also has a wife who is a princess from the Four Islands... Senior brother, didn't you say that one's ambition does not lie in one's youth, and one's heart does not matter one's origin? Mr. Mars is talking about Southern Thailand.

He said, he eats Thai Southern food, his food, clothing, housing and transportation are all the same, and he has guaranteed the oath between you and Mr. Ishikawa..." At this point, Changji's eyes lit up with hope: "He is not a person who does not keep his word.

, you and I should both know."

"Yes, it can be seen from his willingness to stand up for the workers...what can you do." His senior brother looked at him, and then laughed again.

Knowing that senior brother understood this, Changzhi also laughed.

History will prove everything. Some things cannot be true or false.


Chapter completed!