"You're not going to die!" After a brief silence, dudean said slowly, "I will sweep away all the dangers on the earth. You just need to manage the operation of the dynasty for me. Moreover, with your current strength, there are very few things that can kill you. As long as you don't want to fight, nothing will happen."
"If we die, would you feel sorry for us?" Noyes insisted
"Shut up!" he said anxiously
"Yes Dudean said decidedly.
Noyce was stunned. He didn't expect dudean to answer so decisively. He wanted to ask again, but was interrupted by dudean.
"I know what you want to say. You worry that I will be lost by power and forget myself, but you worry too much." "For me, power is just a tool. Ruling the land or the earth is of no interest to me. I will not be influenced by power. My status will not affect my mind at all."
"You are my friends. Now you are knighted. It seems that you are my subordinates, but in fact, in my heart, you are still my friends."
"It's just that the country is a country after all. There is no rules and regulations. The upper level is in chaos. The middle level is bound to be corrupt, and the bottom will suffer. If you feel that you are living under me and are unwilling to do so, I can give you a piece of land to make you a king."
Noyce was stunned.
He looked at the young man on the throne, his mouth opened slightly, but in the end he could not say anything.
"Young master, you should know, I don't mean that..." He bowed his head and said, astringently.
"You are the one who knows me the most. Do you think I can revive my parents, and I will revive you in the future. So I worry that I will not attach importance to you and despise you?"
Noyce was shocked, but did not answer.
In his heart, dudean is not only his loyal young master, but also a murderer. Now the world is obedient. Noyce's offense is a crime to himself!
"You say you have everything, but you have nothing. In fact, it's about telling me that you get too much, but you lose too much. For example, when the material is satisfied, the emotion will inevitably be empty, but this is just a mortal, different from me." "When I have the power to revive my parents, if I don't, how can I sleep?" he said indifferently
"Although I also know that they are not my real parents, at least, they are also the people made up of my parents' memories. I also wonder whether it is sacrilege to replace my parents with them?"
"But what you don't know is that I miss my parents and I'm happy to see their substitutes!"
Noyce buried his head, took a deep breath, summoned up all his strength and said, "young master, I am not accusing you of resurrecting your parents. I just feel that if all one's thoughts are satisfied, there will be no regrets in this life. It will be a terrible thing to pursue more and more extreme things. At that time, I am afraid that you will no longer be you..."
"So you want my life to be flawed?" Duran's brow was low and his eyes were cold.
Noyce bit his teeth and said, "young master, I don't mean that. I'm just worried..."
"Your worries are superfluous!" Dudean snorted coldly and said: "in this life, people strive diligently, and all they want is to satisfy their own wishes, or desires. When desires are satisfied, there will be no regrets. However, in the mortal world, even if you become the richest man, have hundreds of millions of assets, or become the head of state, there will inevitably be some things that can not be done and there will be regrets that are hard to calm down in the end."
"It's these regrets that make people want to be stronger and stronger."
"Weak and oppressive are the driving force to move forward. When you are finally strong, you are told that you should leave some regrets. Do you think this is reasonable?"
Noyce opened his mouth slightly and looked at dudean's cold eyes. The words that flowed to his throat were all blocked. He knew that it was difficult to describe himself in words. But what he really worried about and worried about was the feeling of slow change that dudean gave him, just like the intuition of an old hunter facing his prey!
But what about intuition? And how to get people to believe?
He fell into silence, this time for a long time, for a long time.
He tried to struggle and try to say something, but finally found that his words were so weak.
He was thinking again that maybe he was just thinking too much. However, through this conversation, his worries in the bottom of his heart were not reduced, on the contrary, they were much deeper.
In his confusion, Noyce didn't know how he got out of the palace. After a long walk, he suddenly looked back and looked at the richly trimmed palace. Suddenly, he felt a chill all over his body, as if something warm had been taken away from his heart.
"Perhaps this is the true law of the world?" Noyce murmured to himself, his eyes were blank, and a little sad and desolate. He thought of the changes in the imperial capital that he had seen these days, the common people in the walls, the refugees at the bottom, the nobles competing with each other, the powerful people fighting with each other, and everyone was fighting for it!In order to get rid of the present predicament and struggle!
To climb out of the mud and struggle!
But after getting out of trouble?
New difficulties and new struggles!
When all the difficulties have been solved, there will be nothing to embarrass myself?
Perhaps they will be like the corrupt aristocrats, singing every night, or like the faint monarch in history, indulging in the fragrance and beauty of wine.
When everything is perfect, as time goes on, life seems to be boring again. You can only endure the years, wait for the time to elapse, wait for the vitality to be taken away from the body, wait for the body to rot, die of old age, wait for your own thinking, stop thinking, and completely unload all your strength!
"What is the purpose of living? What is the meaning of immortality pursued by demons and wasteland gods? " Noyce was perplexed. Perhaps from the moment he was born, he entered into the world. He struggled forward and struggled forward. He stopped in the same place and fell back. Where is the shore?
"It turns out that the end of the day is not destruction, but living is the end It's the end of the day when you're struggling to survive... " Noyce whispered to himself, burst into laughter, and his face was desolate. He turned away from the square and from the luxurious and noble palace. He swung his sleeve robe and walked towards the morning sun. His shadow was longer and longer, but his body was smaller and smaller.
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