Today's recommendation is a micheal-buble song, and the song title is HOME. Both Bear Face and Xicheng have sung this song, each with its own spring and autumn. I like the bear-faced version the most, but that's purely a personal preference, and the micheal version is well-received, so don't miss it.

General Faroua looked at Master Carlyle, who seemed to be able to reach with a gust of wind, and waited for an answer.

"In this world, nothing is supreme." Master Carlyle said, "Life is birth, growth, prosperity, decline and death." This evil spirit is certainly no exception, it will become powerful and it will be destroyed. ”

Faruya's eyes lit up.

Yang Hai looked at this guy who was "not destined to be a good farmer", and there seemed to be a fire burning in his eyes.

Master Carlyle didn't answer him, but stared at Faroua and asked softly, "Why do you do this, what can you change if you do this?" ”

Faroua was stunned by the question - what kind of question is this, I am doing this, of course, to save the kingdom of Lakhta. I love this land, no matter what the king may do, but the people of this land are innocent, they are diligent, they are running for their lives, they work at sunrise and rest at sunset, are they going to die with the king because of the anger of a believer in Evans? Of course I'm going to stop that from happening.

Carlyle's mind-reading skills took all of Faroua's thoughts into account.

"Boring." Carlyle said coldly, "Do you think what happened to Lakhta was caused by Evans' followers? ”

"Isn't it?" Faroua glared.

"What should happen, it will happen in the end; What doesn't happen, no matter how hard you try, it won't happen, that's the reality of this world. Carlyle whispered, "Severon's curse has only pushed this kingdom on the edge of the abyss, and whatever you want to save will be reduced to ashes in the flames of hell anyway." ”

"Why!" Faroua was furious, and he straightened his back. Angrily said, "Why! If it weren't for this evil spirit, no matter how cruel the king was, we would have revolted! Overthrow his rule! Will such innocent people still die? ”

"In order to overthrow the king, you have called on the army to revolt." Carlyle said coldly: "Innocent people will be forcibly conscripted by the desperate king and forced into battle. Strong men die by your sword, and weak women and children die in troubled times. For them, compared to what happened today, it was just a change of death. ”

Faroua was stunned.

Carlyle's words were reasonable, and he couldn't even refute them.

"What's the point of struggling?" Carlyle looked at Faroua indifferently: "The animals that are raised in captivity will eventually be killed." For them, what is the difference between dying of the plague and being slaughtered? It may be different for people, but for livestock, it's all the same. Is that the change you're struggling to want? Let the country change its way of dying? If you must want to destroy the evil spirits and pay a certain price, you can do it, but what's the point, save Lakhta...... It's just a lie. ”

"I don't believe it!" Farouya's breathing became heavy. "What if you kill that evil spirit and save the country?"

"In the light of truth, there are no secrets in this world." Carlyle whispered, "Evans' gaze sees your ruined miè, and you will ruin miè." You can change the way the country ruins miè. But you can't choose the outcome. ”

"Is this world the shitty Evans in charge?" Faroua shouted angrily.

"He thought, poor fellow." Carlyle sneered: "He is not willing to be a bystander, thinking that he can change the world." What a pity, in the light of truth. Everything he saw was irreversible, not even himself. He thought he could no longer be a bystander, but that was just his self-righteousness. He was still a bystander. It's just that I saw the results in advance. This world is never what anyone says, Evans can't, and neither can you. ”

"Even if there's only one hope, I'm going to give it a try." Faroua calmed down in the midst of his struggle: "Sue me, sue me for the way to kill that evil spirit." ”

Faroua looked at Master Carlyle: "If you try, then there is still a chance; If you give up, then there may be no more at all. ”

"You're trying to prove Evans right. You want to change the truth. Carlyle's eyes narrowed, at this moment, Carlyle's face that had been blurred suddenly appeared for a moment, this was the first time Yang Hai really saw Carlyle's face, although only for a moment: "What he can't do, I don't believe you can do." ”

"If he can't do it, can't I?" Faroua said in a cold voice: "Hurry up and tell me, how to destroy the evil spirit!" ”

"I shouldn't have sued you about this." Carlyle sighed, "The sages in white have always been in retreat, knowing that our wisdom will be a problem. Even if mortals know the truth of this world, they will not admit defeat, they will only challenge again and again, and if they fail, they will draw strength from wisdom; Then challenge, then fail, and then draw strength from wisdom. ”

Carlyle looked at Faroua's resolute face and said, "In the end, like Evans, when you have mastered all the power of wisdom, you will find that such power is useless. What you can do is be no different than at the beginning, just be a bystander. ”

"In that case, you're going to die sooner or later anyway, so why don't you die now." Faroua spoke suddenly.

Carlyle was stunned.

"That's right, if that's what you say." Farua looked at Master Carlyle: "No matter how much you get, what power you get, messy wisdom or something, you will still die in the end." Maybe you've lived for I don't know how many years, a hundred, three hundred, eight hundred, eight thousand, and you're going to die anyway, right? What a sage in white, you're not from the first generation either, right? ”

"Yes." Carlyle said calmly, "We will live a long time, but the soul will always be because of the sands of time-"

"I don't understand that stuff from you," Faroua rudely interrupted Master Carlyle. His eyes were bloodshot with excitement: "Lakhta is a conservative kingdom, magic is heretical here, and I am Lakhta's general, so I can't understand what you say, not a word." But as you said yourself, aren't you going to die in the end? It's all death anyway, and the result won't change anyway, you can only choose your own way of dying and starve to death. Freezing to death, burning to death, all kinds of death, but you can't change the outcome. The result is that you die. In this case, such an outcome cannot be changed, so why should you live? Since it's all about death, why don't you die now? ”

"The sage in white should look at the changes in this world with a cold eye, we are bystanders, preachers." Carlyle replied.

"So you live. It's just to see mortals struggling, right? Faroua glared at Carlyle: "Watching mortals do everything they can to change their fate, but nothing has changed after all, you guys look funny, right?" ”

"Our purpose is not so boring." Carlyle was still very calm: "But. That's the process. ”

"If I were you, I would choose to die right away." Faroua laughed disdainfully, "That Evans isn't that hateful that way. ”

Faroua had just said so many rude words, and Carlyle accepted them calmly. But this time. He seemed to have touched the scales.

Faroua felt a huge, irresistible force grab him by the throat, lifting him high into the air.

The unseen force was so resolute and tough that Faroua had no doubt about the determination of the master of the force to kill him.

But General Faroua won't give in.

"Evans has tarnished the traditions of the sage in white." Carlyle said coldly.

Despite the immense power of the mage's hand. Farua was almost speechless, but the general roared with all his might: "You old monster! You're jealous! Jealous of that what Evans! People dare to resist such a bullshit fate, what are you talking about, watch coldly, watch coldly until you die! Live for tens of thousands of years, do nothing, in a corner that no one knows, hold on to your traditions and stink, and die! ”

Carlyle's face was blurry with a clear expression.

The library shook—it apparently heard the insult to its master, and began to get angry.

Hundreds of huge books were rained down, and General Faroua let out a scream, and he couldn't help it, because they were all books that were taller and wider than him, and they might not be able to stand just pressing on his body, let alone falling from a height. Faroua even saw a book open automatically, floating in front of his eyes, a sonnet scolding him written on the blank title page, and some books simply opened their mouths to speak, but they were yelling at him in a language he had never heard of, Faroua didn't understand, but he knew it wouldn't be a good thing.

"Enough!" Carlyle shouted.

The entire library was indifferent.

"Quiet !!!" Carlyle roared.

The surroundings finally cleared up, and the books slouched in a line and crawled into the shelves.

Farua was also put down, and he stared at Carlyle with a sneer, not at all intimidated by what had just happened.

Carlyle walked up to him and shoved a book roughly into his arms.

"This is the way to deal with that evil spirit." Carlyle said impatiently, "Hurry up!" Get out of here! I don't want to see you again. ”

"I don't want to see you again." Faroua clutched his book tightly and turned to leave.

Visconti, who was watching from the sidelines, saw this scene and stuck out his tongue at Blake.

"Ciao, I wanted to follow two books just now, this Nima."

Blake nodded knowingly.

Then they found out that something was wrong.

They should have changed the scene, but they stayed in this library. Carlyle glared at Visconti.

Visconti's mouth opened wide.

"It's not going to knock you out of your dreams." Master Carlyle looked at Yang Hai: "I left you behind, just to explain." I'm not jealous of Evans. ”

Yang Hai blinked.

"I'm really not jealous of him!"

Yang Hai still couldn't see Carlyle's expression clearly, but he could feel the master's annoyance.

Yang Hai shrugged his shoulders: "I can't lie, so ...... I won't sue you, I don't believe what you say. Besides, you have mind reading......

Carlyle was finally so angry that he couldn't say a word anymore, so he simply fell silent, turned around and waved his hand, and let them move on to the next scene. (To be continued......)