Three Philosophical Questions for Travelers

Today, the port of Shrimp Bay has been covered with ice, and the sailors said that this year's winter came early and quickly.

When she went to buy fish this morning, Jonathan, the fish seller, said to her, "In other years, we have to wait at least another month! Look at this year, hey! This winter is going to be tough, and many people will freeze to death." The old man with a gray beard also said: "Refugees are coming in, and those who can't get in will die outside—in fact, Xiawan is fine, you haven't visited Beihai yet!"

Beihai, north of Jinsha Castle, has the most important ice-free port in the Gulf.Eros went there once when she was a child, following her mother to find a man.Later, the man was not found, and the mother died of illness on the way back.

This conversation reminded Eros of her childhood, which made her feel bad, so she left the port market as soon as she finished her shopping.

She was going to pack her luggage today, and Laya told her last night that she would go to Jinsha Castle the day after tomorrow.

Eros didn't understand: After finally arriving at Xiawan, don't you want to rest for a few more days?Why go to Sands Castle?It may take a month to walk from here to Jinsha Castle; what's more, it's getting colder every day, and we have to go to the north?

Ah, why not wait until spring?

In spring, we can step on the fragrant green grass, watch the flowers and butterflies flutter, and have a long-distance date like a spring outing.

The saint has no mortal desires, she doesn't care about such things, but Eros is just a mortal.

When she went back, Laya had almost packed the house.

"You should rest, I can do these things," she said to Raya.

Laya sat on the neatly made bed and said, "You are not my servant, Eros."

I do not mind being your servant, my lord. "I bought some food and fish, I'll fry it for you."

Raya said, "Save it until noon, I just had some fruit."

The lord's appetite has not been very good, and she is rarely seen eating. Eros put the bamboo basket outside the door, and then asked Laya, "Earl Haven is asking for your help again?"

"It's not Master Haven..." She kneaded her temples on both sides with her two fingers. Eros knew that whenever she did this, it was because she didn't sleep well last night.

"Master Haiwen has many troubles. For example, there has been no news since Ramon went to Mustang Town. For example, he and Xiawan have conflicts over the handling of refugees. For example, between him and the landlord of Xiawan..." Laya waved Waving his hands, "This is not something we want to manage. What we have to do now is to go to Jinsha Castle."

"Then why are we going to Sands Castle?"

Laya said: "It's not enough for me to get a name from Hai Wen, I have to find someone to borrow soldiers. The Little Trident has these soldiers, and I can borrow them."

"What do you borrow soldiers for?"

"Make a deal," she said, "these soldiers are my capital, and I will trade them for more soldiers."

"So why do we need so many soldiers?"

"I want to unify the White Clothes Society, and then get the three holy relics to open the oracle. Eros, you should still remember the prophecy, I must..." Her eyes became serious, "This must be done."

Laya has been talking about this matter recently, which is different from her in the past. Laya would not go to war easily in the past.Eros felt deeply disturbed by this, and she said: "My lord, it is useless for us to have so many soldiers, and even if we get them, we can't afford to support them—how many people are there in the Four Great Judgment Army!"

"Master Haiwen will pay the money. After I finish taking the holy relic, all the judges of the White Clothes Society will be under his command. He is short of people now, and I myself don't know how to lead the army to fight. I will leave this matter to him most."

"Do you want to give him all the soldiers in your hand? You are not afraid of him..."

"He won't." Laya said firmly, "I can trust his character, besides, it's really useless for me to hold military power. Do you want me to support myself? It's impossible. The mission of the White Clothes Society is' Eliminate suffering in the world', what we need to do in the future is to open more schools, hospitals and temples, spread knowledge and morality, and make people happy."

Eros was speechless, she firmly believed that everything Laya did was justified, but she...she didn't understand.

Why do you have to do all this?

Why does it have to be you to do all this?

The next morning, they said goodbye to Haven.The bald earl came out to see them off against the cold north.Laya's men have already harnessed the carriage and horses. This time the carriage has a warm cover, and the horses are strong and strong.Eros waited for a group of attendants to stand by the carriage, while Laya was saying goodbye to the count.

"Lord Haiwen, you must hurry up on the matter of Mustang Town and the reform of Shrimp Bay," Laya told him, "The war in the Gulf may last for a long time, but it will not last forever. You have to find The perfect time to do it all.”

The earl's answer was somewhat ambiguous: "I will first let the people here have enough to eat and sleep well. I will also do other things, but it can't be done in three or two days. Myrick and others have already gone to work. , I have to solve the problem of the victims first, let the people see hope, and then I have the confidence to raise the banner."

"Then please take care." Laya saluted.

"You too, Laya." The count returned the salute.

After speaking, Laya stepped into the carriage.She asked everyone: "Can we go?"

"Yes, my lord," replied the orc.Aaron also nodded and said, "You can go."

However, Eros did not answer for a long time, Laya looked at her and said, "Eros?"

"Let's go." Eros whispered.

Eros really doesn't want Laya to go.She also knows those great truths, she knows that a saint like Laya needs to sacrifice for justice and faith.

But Eros doesn't want justice, she just wants the nun next to her to be safer, happier, and happier...

Eros, she does not belong to the White Clothes Society, but only belongs to Laya.

With the sound of the whip, the chariots and horses started slowly, so they embarked on a journey towards a more severe winter.

Chapter 7: Hyacinths do not die of hunger, a

Chapter 7: Hyacinths do not die of hunger, a

Teenage girls wander the icy streets with bare feet.

She paid the price for her recklessness, she had eaten all the food long ago, and she hadn't eaten for two days now.It was getting colder every day, and her clothes were not enough to keep out the cold.Now she wanders the streets of Pinewood, begging passers-by for a little food or a piece of clothing to keep her warm.

However, severe winter is approaching. For ordinary people, food and cotton clothes are as precious as gold at this time.

Hyacinth also tried to go to the nobles and merchants to beg, but she was beaten out once, and almost caught in another time, and then she dared not go.

The Viscount Pinewood would donate some food and firewood to the refugees every day, but this was not her share.She is a thin girl, and she can't compete with those crazy people; even if she is lucky enough to squeeze in, the adults will not give her a half-stutter-she is a slave, and slaves are not eligible for relief.

The tattoos on her face made her lower than a beggar.

So she really can't do anything now.The north wind blew in, causing her to sneez a huge, unladylike way, and then she thought to herself: I'll try to knock on the family's door again, if there is still no food, I will... I will... …

I'll hit another one!She gritted her teeth and thought.

Hyacinth is never discouraged - even if I die, I will die on the way to dinner!

She came to a large house surrounded by walls, three long houses and a chapel with a big clock.This must be the territory of wealthy people, she thought to herself.

Hyacinth lived in a castle before, so he didn't have any fear of this kind of place, so he went up and knocked on the door.At this time, someone stopped her and said, "What are you doing? Are you courting death?"

When she turned around, she saw an old beggar with a dirty beard.Hyacinth asked him, "Why do you say I'm courting death?"

"The Brook family won't give away one..." He stared at Hyacinth's face, and suddenly said in an arrogant tone, "A slave? Where's your master?"

"I am neither a slave nor a master."

The beggar laughed, showing his rotten teeth, "You are a slave, you have black skin and tattoos, and slaves have masters."

"I have no master!" she cried, "but I have a husband, and I am his wife!"

The beggar looked at her with very strange eyes, said: "Crazy!" Then he turned and left.

Even beggars look down on me, Hyacinth thought, can't I have a husband?Master Haven said that I am his second wife.

At this moment, a carriage drove towards the gate of the mansion, and Hyacinth stepped aside to let the horse out of the way.The carriage stopped at the door, and the groom breathed out white mist to stop the horses, and then tied them to the stone pillars at the door.Then the door flew open, and a doorman in chain mail stepped out to greet him.Hyacinth stepped back subconsciously, and she watched from the dark corner.

Maybe the owner of this house is back, she thought to herself, look what kind of person he is, if he is a good person, I will go up and ask for some charity, if he is a bad person... I will slip away, right?

First out of the carriage was a man. It was a young man in a white robe with a neat beard and looked quite handsome.He didn't go in immediately after he got off, but stretched out his hand to the carriage and said, "Please."

A hand with a purple glove stretched out from the car, and that hand gently landed on the man's palm, and then a woman in a dark dress with a veil slowly stepped down.She had the poise of a lady, and the servants bowed when they saw her.

But Hyacinth was sure that the woman was Violet.

Why is she here?Why is she dressed so well and has a carriage?She sure wasn't hungry either!A series of suspicions swelled in her heart.

Should I call her name?

What if I make a mistake?What if they beat me up again?However, Hyacinth is a girl who dares to act after all, she only hesitated for a moment, and then shouted: "Violet!"

The woman in the long skirt and veil didn't seem to hear and continued walking inside.

"Violet!" she cried again. "It's me, it's me!"

At this time, the guard came towards her and raised his hand, which was a slap in the face.

Hyacinth dodges subconsciously and dodges!

Unlike Mirsalu, she didn't learn any fighting skills from Master Cat, she just dodged subconsciously.The guard staggered and almost fell, and cursed: "Where is the little bitch?" Then he raised his hand and wanted to hit him again.

At this time, the man next to Violet said, "Stop!"

The man in the white robe also came over, he glanced at Hyacinth, and then said to the woman who seemed to be Violet: "Your friend?"

The woman hesitated for a moment, then turned around slowly, this time Hyacinth saw her face, it was Violet!

She walked towards Violet and said, "Yes, we know each other." At this moment she found that Violet didn't dare to look her in the eyes.

"Violet, it's okay." The man said, "I don't mind you having a slave friend, it's better to say..." He looked at Hyacinth, "What's your name?"

"Bluebells," she said.

"Is it a nickname or a real name?"

"It's a real name now," said Hyacinth.

"That used to be a flower name."

Hyacinth had nothing to say.

"Let me see your tattoo." He reached out to touch Hyacinth's face.

Hyacinth is no longer a slave who can be touched casually, she opened the man's hand as soon as she shook her hand, "Don't touch me!" She shouted loudly.

Violet then slapped her.

Hyacinth didn't dodge this time—it's better to say she didn't want to dodge at all, she was used to being smoked by Violet before.In the past, after she did some stupid things, Violet would teach her severely, because this would calm the master and prevent her from chopping off her hands and feet.So being smoked by Violet is a very common daily behavior.

But this time it's different!Hyacinth was completely annoyed, and the grievances she had been feeling all these days broke out. "Bitch, you still dare to hit me?" She raised her hand and was about to fight back.However, Violet was taller than her, stronger than her, and had two days more food than her, so she was grabbed by Violet's arm and couldn't move.

Violet saluted the man and said, "Master Keen, please give me some time to deal with this matter."

"Okay," the man shook his hands, "but I don't have much patience, I hate slaves who don't know what to do."

"Yes, my lord." She saluted again, and pressed the hyacinth with her hand, indicating that she would also apologize.However, Hyacinth refused to bow her head stubbornly, and Violet reprimanded her in a low voice: "Low your head, Hyacinth!"

Her tone seemed to be teaching her sister a lesson, just like she did back then.Hyacinth hesitated for a moment, then lowered his head.The man laughed when he saw this scene, and said, "She's still a cute little girl—well, you can take her in, and I'll go find my father first."

"Yes, my lord."

So they went into the mansion.

Hyacinths do not die of hunger, two

Hyacinths do not die of hunger, two

Violet led her to a house, and as soon as the door was opened, the dust came out slowly.Hyacinth choked and coughed.

There are charcoal and firewood piled up here, as well as various sundries, it seems to be a woodshed.

After they came in, Violet closed the door immediately.The two stood facing each other, Violet was dressed in a soft long dress, neatly made up and clean, while Hyacinth was disheveled, tattered, and curled up with dirty toes.It made her feel a little ashamed.

"Hyacinth, please forgive me." Violet said to her, "I am also in a very dangerous situation now, I can't... I can't take risks."

When Hyacinth heard this, he became very angry and said, "I am also in a very dangerous situation!"

Violet took out a few silver coins from her bosom and gave them to her, but her actions seemed to Hyacinth to be giving alms to beggars. "Violet, tell me clearly, what's going on with all this?" she shouted.

"Be quiet, Hyacinth." Violet said as she brought a bench for her, "Sit down, let's talk slowly."

"it is good."

So Violet told her about her experiences these days.

On that day, Bear Mountain fled, and Violet and Hyacinth came out in a carriage together. Their carriage rolled into the river in the heavy rain and was washed away by the flood.Violet hugged the tree trunk halfway, so she saved her life.She didn't dare to go to Bear Mountain, and she didn't want to wait to die in the wild, so she came to Pinewood Castle to try her luck.Later, she met Master Keen, who bought her as a slave because he saw her beautiful.

"That's the thing." Violet said to her.

Hyacinth looked at her and said, "But I don't think you are a slave."

Violet said: "The young master treated me very well, so he allowed me to live with him, gave me decent clothes, and accompanied him to meet guests." She shook her veil, "This can block the brand mark, if anyone asks again, the young master will For religious reasons, my face is not suitable for seeing people."

Hyacinth didn't like Violet's approach. She said, "Master Haiwen said that we are no longer slaves."

Violet shook her head and said, "But it's just talking—he's the only one saying that. I have a slave brand on my face, and my skin is horribly black. When people see me, they think I'm a slave."

Hyacinth shook his head and said, "I don't consider you a slave."

"But you can't let me survive this harsh winter, Hyacinth." She said helplessly, "I have food and warmth here at least, and I can't live without it. There's nothing wrong with it... Not bad, not worse than before."