There is no improvement or change, the change cycle of the lords will fluctuate, but the status quo of road maintenance work is still unchanged, and the noble lords are keen on how to exploit the lower classes, public construction and the like, unless it is really necessary to do a little bit, and use it as political performance capital for promotion, I don't think who will manage it.

"Stepping on the ancient road left by our ancestors thousands of years ago, and thinking of the tragic state of the legacy of human indolence, the elves will of course be angry. You're a human being, and you're going to think that those words are thorny, that humans are an outlet for frustration, that you're being bullied—it's normal to think that way from the standpoint of a kid who has been shoehorned into this convoy. Brunhill was a little more accommodating to this idea, but at the time, you responded to her words with a well-behaved appearance. If it's a little cute. Even if there is a little bit of mustard, people are still willing to try to accept you. But you spoiled that possibility with your own hands, staying in the stupid seat of [I'm so pathetic]. ”

"What......"

The boy who had been put back on the ground wiped the blood from his face, and the unwilling, rebellious purple eyes glared back at the guardian who looked to be only about ten years older than him, and a low, beastly roar emanated from his lips that were bleeding again:

"Everyone was fine, but nothing bad was done. But after you came, you were killed for no reason!!Why!!There was no reason for you to kill !! father, mother, nun, Chloe, Lena, Gretel...... Why should people be killed by guys like you!!"

It is true that they did not do anything bad, but there was a reason why they had to die. ”

Get rid of the inducement of quibbles. Don't make expressions of repentance and remorse for things that have passed, and explain the calm of reality is particularly cold and heavy for boys who have not fully experienced and understood the unreasonable part of this world.

""Whoever dies is better for him", "I wish that guy died", "It's good that guy is dead" - there are always people in the world who think this way, and then use that as a benchmark to imagine or carry out a battle to kill whom. Whether it is reasonable or not, this is what the world is like. The same thing, the elves have also experienced and experienced the numb Cheng dù, and there have been so many similar things that they are about to despair Cheng dù. ”

By bending their knees and squatting, the vermilion and lavender Hitomi looked at each other at equal heights for the first time. In just a few seconds at the bright red color that would be reminiscent of fire, blood, and death, Roland's rapid breathing began to even, and the fierce flames in his pupils shrank before they seemed to materialize into coldness.

"Brunhill's parents died of an illness when she was about your age. It was a disease that could have been cured. But at that time, the hometown of Niflheim-Brunhill was a hellish place where even a cold would die. ”

According to the Quality of Life Index (PQIL) standard, Niflheim's extreme poverty was about the same as that of some African countries on Earth in the 20th century. In a very small number of families, the family only has one pair of pants to wear, and the family members who want to go out are eligible to [enjoy] the treatment of wearing pants.

A barren village, let alone a decent doctor. Even if you pile up the valuable things in the village, you can't make up the money for the visit. Besides, there are no human doctors or clergy who know how to heal enough to help the elves they detest and despise. In this environment, sick and injured can only rely on hard support, and the strong elves have a relatively greater chance of survival, and under the environmental conditions of not being able to eat a full meal, many patients choose to break themselves out of the torture of illness, prevent the spread of the epidemic and reduce food consumption.

"They didn't want to die, and they didn't do anything bad. Just because they are elves, humans can rightly refuse to help within their power and watch them die. Then, Brunhill dragged his sister Freya over when he couldn't see any hope and didn't know if he would wake up the next day. ”...,

"This ...... This kind of thing ......"

""I don't know," "I didn't do that," "I didn't do that," "I didn't do it." What happened to Brunhill really doesn't hold you responsible. So Brunhill, are they to blame for what happened to you?"

"You...... This ......"

"It's force majeure, if there is a famine, everyone will starve, and if there is a plague, everyone can get sick. Humans slaughtered the elves repeatedly, forced them to relocate, and drove them to the precipice of despair. The tragedy never stopped, and in order to put an end to this, we—"

"It's not right to kill people! I don't believe what you say! Human beings don't do such things! What you say is a lie! You're lying from beginning to end!"

A stubborn voice with a straight neck interrupted Li Lin, and his anger and refusal to talk to his heart covered his originally clear eyes with a layer of fog, and the child who had been betrayed once was unwilling to open up to Li Lin again and listen to those discussions. Gritting his molars, he put on a momentum that would not back down, staring at the strong enemy that even his father could not defeat. The thin body trembled like a leaf in the wind under the cold gaze, but Roland was not willing to back down, and [fleeing without a fight] scared him more than [defeat].

"It's rude to interrupt others and interject casually, and you will be educated as well. ”

The iron fist that repeatedly hit one cheek was lifted at a frighteningly slow speed, and the boy who was barely able to stand up by the punch that had been left behind did not look at the murder weapon, and did not dodge the bright red ominous eyes.

Even if you get knocked away again, at least you will vomit blood in your face!!

Instigated by reactionary stubbornness and anger, Roland tensed himself up and prepared to withstand the expected blow. The enraged boy didn't move, and he couldn't move, and he couldn't figure out the handsome face in front of him on the retina.

Wave -

Roland failed to recover, and was hit in the forehead by a painless middle finger, and the boy who couldn't react looked at the fist and dark arm that covered his vision, and behind him was a leisurely smile like a fox flicking its tail.

"59 points. It's not good to interrupt someone else and interject without permission, and it's true to say that I lied to you. The two-phase cancellation score is 59, which is better than the previous table xiàn. However, don't rely on your own assumptions about things you don't know. Nothing in this world is absolute, humans outside of Bode Village, you have only come into contact with some merchants. Beyond your line of sight, humans will show what kind of face they will be—too young and too little to imagine. ”

A deep smile appeared in the slit of his lips, and the man in black who had given an unexpected answer stood up, and some unreal voices floated down from above Roland's head.

"You don't even know about your parents. ”

I didn't have time to digest the sudden message, and with a bang, a bag made of the same style of fabric as the tent fell in front of me, connecting the opening of the cloth bag and the two ends of the bottom with three fingers wide and short with a weak slump.

"It contains food, water, bandages, sleeping bags, self-defense weapons, anti-snake and insect potions for adults, take these and go in the direction you like. ”

Completely casual, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a hanger, spreading his hands, Li Lin took a step towards the north where the convoy was traveling.

"You...... What the hell do you want to do?! Destroy the village, kill everyone, bring me here, and now let me go, what the hell do you want to do?! How far do you want to play with others?!Stop kidding! Bastard!!!!!!"

The tone of his voice was irrepressibly raised, and his anger was spewed out. As if to vent all his dissatisfaction and resentment with the situation, the world, and his powerless self, Roland picked up the stone from the ground and threw it with all his strength towards the black back that was gradually distancing himself from him. ...,

The stone thrown by the child was not regarded as a valid threat at all, but he deflected his body, and the stone with poor accuracy did not even touch the corners of his clothes, and after drawing a weak arc, he jumped on the ground a few times and burrowed into the grass.

"I don't admit it. ”

Without looking back, the mockery blew on his body with the wind that lowered the temperature and reached his heart, Roland's burning and angry body trembled in the cold wind, and the front was neither kind nor contemptuous, completely ignoring the person [Roland], and the tone of his own voice walked out of the syllables of disgust.

"I don't admit that a stinky imp like you, who only cries, squats, loses his temper, and at best throws stones from behind people's backs, is the son of Linado Dark. Don't be kidding? Aren't you the fool who can't see or hear anything but the narrow world you see?"

Striding on the thousand-year-old road full of dust and fallen leaves, the declaration of no energy but harder and lower temperature than steel crossed the distance and fell into the ears of the boy who could not understand it.

"In short, with such a you, these weak hands can't grasp anything, and they can't do anything. Having such a son is a stain on the life of Linardo Dark, and if I could survive seven days outside, I would consider re-evaluating it. Otherwise, it can only be said that the couple is terrible at educating their children. ”

His footsteps paused, and his left hand in his coat pocket was raised above his head and waved, and his mocking farewell pierced into Roland's tender heart.

"Try to think about it, whether it is to survive or to destroy, and it is not easy for ignorance and powerlessness to do this. ”

The stone that used too much force jumped over the head of Li Lin, who was also moving, and the boy's roaring answer fell, and the corners of Li Lin's mouth were slightly hooked.

"Get out, bastard, get out of here, get out of here, get )