"Bang ......"

There was a knock on the door outside a house, and Larkin reached out and banged the door. The gods have descended with the army of God, and a crisis could erupt at any time.

In the face of a huge crisis, he can only gather the strength in his hands as much as possible, and then find a way to get through this difficulty.

Countless thoughts swirled through his mind, and Rakin had a tricky look on his face. There are only more than 300 young people in the town, and if you want to gather these people, your own prestige alone is not enough to call them around.

Only with the help of Barney can this seemingly impossible be accomplished.

"Bang ......"

The knock on the door was a little more urgent.

Larkin shook his arm vigorously and pounded hard against the door.

"Open the door"

"Barney. Bird, hurry up and open the door."

The voice drifted through the door and inside.

Listening to the voice, Barney, who was in the house, frowned. I can't even dream of it, this is Larkin's voice. Even through the door, you can feel the disgust.

"Roll"

Barney walked to the door and yelled outside.

The loud sound made a little noise appear in Larkin's ears, and his already heavy heart sank deeper again. Subconsciously, he was about to turn around and leave, but when he thought of the teacher who burned his life to attack the battleship, and thought of the angel army that could pounce at any time, he forcibly drove out that thought.

Now is not the time to escape.

If you want to cross classes and find the true meaning of life, you can only realize this unattainable dream by moving forward bravely.

Barney is a key point.

"Barney"

"I know you have a deep grudge against me in your heart"

"But the gods have descended, the Imperial army is being defeated, and our town could be attacked at any moment."

"As a member of the town, please put aside your preconceptions and do your part for it"

Larkin stood outside the door and said loudly.

The corners of Barney's mouth curled, and endless sarcasm spread in all directions.

"Don't say it's so great"

"What does the survival of the town have to do with me?"

The sound passed through the door and surrounded my ears.

Larkin couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart, and quickly thought about the countermeasures of persuasion. In the end, he could only grit his teeth and speak in a low tone.

"Choose to defend the town or abandon the town, that's your freedom"

"As a friend, I will defend your rights to the death"

"Whatever choice you make, I understand"

"Goodbye"

Without waiting for a reply from inside, Larkin turned and left.

Listening to the footsteps that were drifting away, Barney froze in place. Shouldn't he be telling some big truths? To bring out his excellence? Could it be that I am thinking wrong? Or maybe it's wrong.

Countless thoughts intertwined in his mind, and Barney stared blankly through the crack in the door at the fading back, unable to calm down for a long time.

Although some time has passed, it is still difficult to let go of his betrayal of Joseph and others. What kind of charm does Larkin have? Why in an instant, let dozens of people betray themselves.

Anger is because of fear of self, so is the disgust for Larkin just now also because of this fear?

Slowly open the door.

Barney leaned on it, feeling the wind blowing in his face and sinking into the memory.

The class barrier has been strengthened for tens of thousands of years and has long been impregnable. Why are Larkin and his family so obsessed with this? It's like when I was a kid.

What was it like as a child?

In a trance, it seems to have caught one of the most critical factors.

As a distant branch of the aristocracy, even if he crosses the class with the help of the power of the branch, he will be hit on the head and bloody, let alone a commoner family like Larkin for generations.

In the final analysis, class crossing is just a naïve slogan, and only those who are immersed in heroic stories like young children with the same mind will firmly believe in it.

What was the effect of the defeat of the Imperial Army on you?

What effect did the coming of the gods have on you?

Civilians will always be civilians, and they will never be able to change this fate.

Just why does my heart hurt a little? Why are my eyes a little moist? Could it be because of the gravel and dust that drifted in?

Reaching out and wiping the corners of his eyes, he felt cold on his hands. The heart, which was as strong as a rock, also showed a few signs of loosening. His lips moved, and he tried to speak, but found that he had nothing to say.

I will defend your rights to the death.

Isn't this the manifesto of the first Great Emperor who founded the Empire of Light 100,000 years ago? Based on this declaration, a welfare system was created. It aims to give everyone a minimum guarantee so that they can live a better life.

However, many seemingly beautiful things end up being all formalities, and even gradually deviate from their original intentions. In turn, it is used and guided by some people, becoming accomplices who should be eliminated or contained.

Tears are like pearls with broken threads, sliding down in big drops.

I wanted to stop such behavior, but found that my body was completely out of control. Like a spectator, I heard a deep sigh from my soul. He was crying, but he had been crying for so long, so he turned his voice on mute.

Have you also deviated from your original intention?

This sentence emerged from the depths of his soul, and Barney seemed to have been struck by lightning, and he seemed a little lost.

Deviated?

Maybe.

Coming to this conclusion, Barney felt empty in his heart.

"Boss"

At this moment, a voice sounded in front, and a person hurried over.

Reaching out to wipe the sweat from his forehead, he looked at Barney, who was leaning against the door, with a slightly stunned look. Shouldn't the boss be sleeping at this point in time? How could it be outside the door? And he also showed a dejected look.

"What's the matter?"

"That bad old man died, and left a letter for you"

"Bad old man? A teacher in the Department of Magic? ”

Barney was stunned, and reacted almost instantly.

The man pulled a letter out of his trouser pocket and reached out to Barney.

"This old man is also strange, obviously he cares about Larkin the most, but he just handed the letter to the boss"

"At the cost of our lives, we destroyed a battleship with just one hit, it seems that we underestimated this old man before"

The chattering sound rang in his ears, and Barney didn't have time to listen to his nagging, and quickly opened the letter that was handed to him.

Looking around at it, the heart that had already been dead set off stormy waves.

Four large scarlet characters were now in front of him.

Are you willing?

Willingly?

He crumpled the letter into a ball and threw it to the ground.

"Go, get all the people in town together for me."

"Open the warehouse for me, too"

Barney yelled angrily at the babbling man.

The voice was a little confused, and the man looked incredulous. Calling all the young and strong? What does the Boss want to do? And also to open the warehouse? This is an exaggeration.

"Go Soon"

"Yes"

The man struck a spirit, and ran wildly in the direction he had hurried.

Looking at the fading back, Barney's gaze fell on the paper ball on the ground. What a bad old man, I can't imagine that you are dead, and it is not reassuring. Anyway, I'd like to see how much of a wave your proud student can take us.

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