Dust of History Chapter 16: death

There is no alcohol in the city of Oufu. There wasn't enough grain to make this luxury, and the drink's magical powers were too strong for impulsive orcs, so even foreign merchants weren't allowed to bring wine into the city. This is a great pity for the thieves. According to their current high mood, they must have wine to cheer them up, but in the end they still had to eat that kind of mushy food under their high spirits.

But tomorrow morning they will take those goods back to the empire, there is no shortage of wine and meat. Just imagine the gold coins that are about to be handed, and this otherwise unpalatable thing tastes as if it also has the noble taste of lamb chops stewed in apple juice.

Asa is honored as a major contributor to the success of this operation. After all, he was a super criminal who had seen big scenes and was able to seduce a noble lover. His style was indeed extraordinary. If it weren't for his calm words and attitude at the critical moment yesterday that calmed everyone down, not to mention the goods, everyone would have probably become fodder for the taming farm to buy. And today, in such a tense situation, he is also able to deal with it freely. After the goods were brought back, he also talked to those officials a lot. Many thieves thought he was negotiating and hoping to distribute some more goods, but judging from his expression after returning, it seemed that it was not a big deal. smoothly.

Asa completely ignored the high emotions of the thieves, and returned to the room after finishing their meal with a few perfunctory words.

He spent an afternoon inquiring about those middle-aged people, and finally found out that Lord Cedros and General Gru were living together in a residence in the city after asking around.

Judging from the tone of the city lord of Sedros, he knows what the book is. Naturally, you can't just reach out to ask for it, it's almost like telling others that you are a member of the Necromancer Guild. And no matter what kind of person they are, they are not polite to the Necromancer Guild.

As for his current identity as a professional thief, a professional thief suddenly showed the appointment documents of the bishop and the duke, which made people think of forgery first. If you catch a few thieves and interrogate them, you will know that he still has the tokens of the imperial envoys who have robbed him, that is even more iron proof.

After much deliberation, I finally came to the conclusion that it is most convenient to solve the problem in the way I am best at, and I will leave tomorrow if I steal it. Asa suddenly felt that maybe he was really a material for being a thief. No matter what the situation is, if you deal with things by yourself, you will fight and kill, not stealing or robbing.

"Are you going back tomorrow?" Xiaoyi flipped through her notes in front of the bed facing the light. The lamp oil here is boiled from the fat of bulls hunted in the lizard swamp, and the red flame burns vigorously. She seemed to be very absent-minded, flipping through the notes, and occasionally staring at the lamp in a daze. "Are we really going back?"

"Yes." Asa sat down in the corner. There are piles of hay, where he sleeps. Now I have to raise my spirits and steal books after midnight. He has a unique sleeping method cultivated in the wild. As long as he thinks in advance when he will wake up, he can wake up with a **** at that time. And as long as you want to sleep, you can fall asleep almost anytime.

"Is it really possible to sleep there?" Xiaoyi saw Asa sitting there, and suddenly asked. The fire from the fat of the bull was burning red, which made her face red too.

"Yes." Asa leaned on the hay and was about to close his eyes. The night vision of werewolves is unmatched by humans. Although the law and order here is already very good, there are still werewolves patrolling the streets every night. This is the biggest obstacle to stealing books, and you must wake up to deal with it.

Xiaoyi stared blankly at Asa, the lights in those hazy eyes kept flickering. She said: "Although I also know that I must go back, I actually don't want to go back."

Asa closed his eyes and asked: "Why?" The best timing is when the workshop in this city is not closed, but when the other orcs have already gone to rest, let the voice of the workshop make your own cover up. It is impossible to lurk and advance in this city without showing a trace in complete silence. Some werewolves can even hear the breathing of people within a hundred meters.

Xiaoyi turned to look at the oil lamp and took a long breath, as if she was about to accumulate a lot of strength, and then said softly: "I'm going to get married when I go back."

Asa's eyes opened suddenly, and she also looked at Xiaoyi in a daze. It was only then that he remembered that she did have a fiancé in the capital. A sense of loss suddenly rushed over, washing away everything he was thinking about.

Until he sneaked out of the hotel and came to the empty street, his mind was still in a daze. For the first time in his life, he suffered from insomnia, even if it was only for a short period from evening to night.

She is going back to get married.

But if you think about it carefully, isn't this something you have known for a long time? Moreover, it seemed that this was not his business at all, it was her princess's business, and he couldn't seem to find any reason to intervene in it.

No matter how good the relationship between others and you is, in fact, they are just fellow travelers for a while in the road of life. In the end, each has his own path to go. This was a passage that the old adventurer behind the village once said to him, and he always thought it made sense. And he has already decided what kind of path he wants to take.

The thing that I owed her and had a bad conscience has also been made up for. After this matter here is over, I will travel and wander around by myself. And she is still a princess, so naturally there are things that a princess should do.

This principle is really perfect, even a high-level philosopher cannot have a higher-level enlightenment explanation, but Asa still has a trance feeling in his heart.

The dry monsoon wind from the barren highlands is blowing in front of you, which is mixed with the smell of charcoal and iron juice, and the knocking sound in your ears is gradually clear. In front of it is the street where the workshops gather, the craftsmen and the orc apprentices inside are working hard. Asa suddenly remembered his hometown. In his melancholy, he suddenly missed the meals his father prepared for him when he returned home occasionally. For the first time, he felt that being alone was not so good.

Now is not the time to think about this. Across the workshop street is the City Hall, where Lord Sedros and General Gru live, and he has already inquired clearly in the afternoon. Asa collected himself, and reminded himself vigorously that this is indeed not a time for wild thoughts.

Asa walked through this section of the street, he became cautious. The front is already silent, the air in the barren highlands is unusually clean, even on a moonless night, the outline of the tall city hall can be vaguely seen in front of it by the starlight. He tiptoed over there.

But since she was about to get married, why did she run out? He said he was going to get rid of the backpack in the swamp, but after thinking about it, he should know that it was impossible to pick it up. Want to come out and play around? Why did you come to me? I like her, does she like me too...

Suddenly a strange smell enveloped the whole body. It's a bit like the smell of urine mixed with the smell of the armpit, but the impact on the nose is a hundred times stronger, which is a unique smell of carnivores.

This foul smell immediately awakened the sense of blood and fear in Asa's deepest memory. It was the smell that filled his nose when he was closest to death in the Lizard Swamp.

Asa looked up, and there were two small green **** shimmering less than an arm in front of his eyes. The breath from the werewolf's mouth was spitting on his face, and he almost crashed into the werewolf's arms.

The two legs were completely out of his control, and he gathered the strength of his body without authorization and jumped backwards. But before he landed, he bumped into a furry body, and his hands fell completely into the grip of a pair of huge claws. The stench became stronger.

The werewolf behind him held his arms like a human would do to a toddler, just enough for his feet to touch the ground. You can feel the hot air exhaled from the werewolf's mouth is slowly flowing from the ears to the neck, and slipping into the clothes. All the fighting spirit of the past was gone, and he almost felt that he could hear the sound of the bones in his hands breaking into pieces again. The tension and fear immediately stiffened every muscle in his body, and he couldn't move like this.

The werewolf in front approached, buried his face, and almost touched Asa's face, and could smell the fishy smell left in its mouth and the smell of food feedback.

The werewolf started to speak, because the shape of the mouth made it difficult for them to speak human language, it said slowly and awkwardly: "Humans...at night...don't...walk around... .Here...at night...don't come close." The sharp fangs could be vaguely seen following the words.

Asa moved his stiff neck with all his strength, and nodded. Then the two werewolves lifted him to the side of the workshop street like a child, pointed in the direction of the hotel, turned around and disappeared into the darkness again.

Asa walked slowly towards the hotel, cold sweat dripped down his cheeks in big drops, and even his vest was soaked.

In the distance ahead is the hotel. You can also just walk back and sleep as usual, and go back safely with the thieves tomorrow. As long as the situation here is reported carefully, Sandro will not really want to take his life, and Bishop Ronnies will definitely nod and say kindly, 'You have tried your best'. Indeed, who can steal books from such an environment. They must have their own way of getting the book back, and that was none of his business.

Go back?

Asa suddenly walked towards a nearby house, clung to the uneven outer wall with hands and feet, and jumped onto the roof a few times. The roof here is made of very thick wood to build a frame, with wooden boards on it, and finally a thick layer of hay, which is very comfortable to step on.

As soon as I looked up, I couldn't feel anything except the sky full of stars, and even my whole body felt as if it was tightly surrounded by the starry sky. In the air of the plateau, the largest stars are as big as a finger, and the tiny ones are countless, densely covering every place in the sky until the junction of heaven and earth. Beyond there, there must be boundless beauty. Under the boundless magnificence between heaven and earth, Asa's heart completely calmed down, and he sat down cross-legged.

I have degraded myself.

He originally had the vigilance of a wild cat, capable of responding enormously to the slightest danger at any time, and also had the ferocity and fighting spirit of a wolf, always ready to pour his fangs and killing intent on opponents who dared to threaten him . But with the journey from Braka to here, the strange and wonderful feeling with Xiaoyi began to wrap his sharp sensitivity, and even his fighting spirit gradually became dull and slack. Even though he had just come to this city and saw so many orcs, and then heard that the goods were out of reach, although he was a little surprised and vigilant, he couldn't pierce the gentle atmosphere that enveloped his entire senses, and it wasn't enough to give him enough The stimulus made him tense. It's like throwing stones into a bucket of thick honey without making any waves.

Just now, because he knew that she was going to get married after returning, he was so distraught that he didn't notice the existence of the two werewolves at all. If a werewolf were to kill him, it would be almost the same as crushing a chicken. Not to mention the power of resistance, he didn't even have the slightest fighting spirit to resist.

Dead. This concept returned to his mind with incomparable clarity, driving away all the thoughts that had been circling in his mind just now without a trace.

Only when people really face 'death' will they realize that they have nothing. Everything in the face of this concept immediately disappears ~IndoMTL.com~ All human language, wisdom, are but puppet shows compared to the hideous horror of this concept of reality. Even such a wonderful relationship would collapse under the power of this thing.

But when people dare to face death directly, it will wash away all the tiny and complicated particles in thoughts and feelings like a flood, leaving only the most pure and essential things. So people can become stronger.

It is as strong as death.

Asa knew he had to go get the book back. This is not a task or responsibility, but I just want to re-acknowledge and affirm myself, so that I can clearly know that I am still alive, that I am still the same as before, existing in this world with my own attitude and method.

Asa closed his eyes, straightened his back, put his hands on his knees and began to meditate.

Since I heard about the origin of this meditation technique from Bishop Roniss, I haven't dared to practice it anymore, and now I don't care about it in order to retrieve the book.

Soon he completely sank into the ocean of self-consciousness, and he could see a radiant sun rising from his lower abdomen, melting his entire body with powerful heat. He felt as if he was becoming boundless with the starry sky above his head.