The Carter Castle Military Intelligence Bureau compiled new information and handed it over to Mars after summarizing it, including specific information that someone among the nobles of the four islands wanted to become a god - according to the information told by the former directors,

There are some nobles of the Four Islands who serve a higher being.

Prince? Mars was a little confused, and he asked Chun, but Chun couldn't tell a reason - those named nobles belonged to different factions, and some of them even belonged to factions that had never interacted with each other until death.

They join hands?

In Chun's view, this was ridiculous. Mars thought about it and finally decided to hand over this information to Meng Zuo - he is now rooting the entire four-island network, hoping to find some clues.

It seems that Mr. Ishikawa and his wife will stay here for a few days, and Mars has things to do in the tower and Port of Scarano, so he took the girls to Port of Scarano first. Of course, the most fundamental thing is

The reason was that both Weiss and Suzuran felt it was too cold, and Chun also felt a little unaccustomed to it - after all, she was a girl used to living in a high tower.

When Mars wanted to leave, neither party wanted to stop them - Mars had endorsed their contract, and as the manager, once Mars took over, it was equivalent to Tainan taking over.

Because of this, neither side has anything to worry about. As for the nobles, there is nothing to fear. After all, the people on the four islands have begun to hate war. They were very happy when they heard that peace could be achieved.

The night before leaving, Mars chatted with the secretary again. This old man, like the old secretary before him, was a kind-looking old man. Who would have thought that their youth would be walking on the bloody road called Renzhan with such a heart-warming heart.

Stone iron.

"You are leaving. My predecessor told me that you are trustworthy, not just because you are a child of the tower."

"...I just don't want to see so much blood shed in this world. If the tower kills people, the other party deserves it, and war will only bring endless pain to the innocent...I am really happy that you can reach a reconciliation,

In this case, those nobles will have no reason to drop bombs on your heads." Mars said this and looked at the blanket on the secretary's legs: "Your legs..."

"Back then I had a fight with a young guard of a nobleman. The lunatic said he must go home and marry his wife, and refused to get out of the way no matter what. I chopped him five times, but in the end I didn't pay attention and was stabbed in the leg by him.

Came up for a while." At this point, the old man sighed in silence: "I later found out that he also came out of the high tower, seven years later than me... The children from our four islands who went to the high tower to study were all the same.

Time after time, he inevitably ends up fighting for his life... It's really a pity, I heard that his lover is still a beauty."

But the secretary still showed a hint of hope: "With the reconciliation, there should be no more tragedies like this in the future. We, the people of the Four Islands, can finally turn our swords into plowshares."

"It will definitely work." Mars nodded.

"Then it depends on you young people. Although I have a foundation, I failed a lot in my early years. The future still depends on young people like you." The secretary said this and glanced at the children making tea in the living room:

"Source Palace."

"Teacher, what do you want me to do?" The young man came over. He had little antlers on his forehead and was full of curiosity.

"The teacher wants to recommend you to study in the tower." the secretary said.

"But Teacher, you have limited mobility, and I have been serving you all these years." The young man shook his head.

"Yuan Gong, you are talented. I want you to study in the tower and come back to build the new four islands after learning the skills. The teacher is full of expectations and confidence in you." The old man's smile made the young man hesitate: "But you..."

"It's okay. Before you finish your studies, I will get used to taking care of myself. When you come back, I will arrange for you to go to the place where we are most needed. Go and prepare your luggage. I will take you to the plane tomorrow."

"Then let me finish this pot of tea first." The young man said.

The old man nodded, indicating that the teacher agreed with his apprentice's request.

"You value him very much." Mars looked at the boy.

"Yes, I saw in him what I was like when I was a child, stubborn and direct." The old man who said this glanced at the tea on the table, and then looked at Mars: "Mars, you said you would protect me.

This hard-won peace, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Secretary." Mars nodded.

"Okay, thank you." The secretary smiled and sent Mars away.

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After his apprentice left, a secretary operated a wheelchair and came to the wall of the living room. On this wall, there were dense photos. Since the beginning of Northernism in the Four Islands, every secretary will leave their photos on it.

In this way, each secretary will no longer have a name, they will only be called secretary.

I will have no self.

Every secretary remembers this doctrine... as if it were some ritual of the Assassin Order.

Thinking of this, the old man turned his head and looked at the old man who had stood there at some point: "Can you knock on the door and come in next time you come?"

"In that case, your guards will ask me." The person who came was a young house elf. He sat on the coffee table and poured out a small cup of tea from the brewed teapot: "You still haven't changed.

After all these years, I still like drinking tea.”

"Because I have no money, I can't afford a drink, tutor." The old man came to the visitor in a wheelchair and sighed with a smile.

"I know, so I haven't given you less tea these years." The house elf smiled and stretched out his hand, stroking the bald head of his old apprentice: "You are old, Zhengping."

"Natural people will always grow old. Teachers and senior brothers are all gone. Junior brothers are also gone. I am too old to walk." The old man said this, feeling a little depressed: "Why did you come today.

"

"You should know about the car, right?" The question raised by the house elf made the old man silent for a while. Finally, he nodded vigorously: "Yes, I know."

"Why let it come over, Zhengping, you should know that if that thing explodes, the city will be polluted for a long time..." "But if we don't let it come over, our peace talks will become meaningless.

Northernism and the royal family and nobility can never understand each other, not ten thousand years ago, and not ten thousand years from now. I have heard stories from the distant past from your mouth, and I know what a temporary peace will bring.

It's a tragedy, whether it's a noble or a royal family, as long as they don't die, they will spread like cancer cells in the human body." Speaking of this, the old man's eyes were full of light, and he sat up straight and looked at his mentor:

"This era is still too gentle towards the enemy, but I know that hatred will make many atrocities more high-sounding."

"I never taught you this." His mentor sighed.

"Yes, you are still merciful. It is the teacher named history who taught us all this. Eleven people will wait for our end in this city. Our apprentices will leave tomorrow. All schools

Students and teachers will leave at the beginning of the winter camp tomorrow, and workers and farmers will leave for the three-day journey to re-walk the glorious road. Only people of our generation will die with this city," the old man said.

Here, looking at the mentor walking towards the window: "In the end, I failed to become the good person you thought, mentor."

"...No, you will always be my good student. It is this world that has made you what you are now, even your smile is so scary..."

(End of chapter)
Chapter completed!