Steel steam and flame

"I remember he is twenty-three years old this year. Your requirements are too strict for Cassia in every aspect. Whether it is strength or abilities in other directions, it takes time to develop talents. And gain experience. What were you doing when you were twenty-three?" The mood calmed down, but Gabri's increased tone at the end showed that she was still angry.

The old man is nominally recuperating in the ward of the family hospital, but is actually under house arrest. He has no freedom and his range of activities is limited to this small ward. But Gabri knew that in terms of communication, the current patriarch was not so strict with the elderly and had a larger contact area to use.

A few days ago, Gabriel tried to contact the old man, but all his attempts were rejected. She thought the family had imposed stricter restrictions in this regard. But today, after he could freely enter and leave the old man's ward, Gabriel realized that the refusal of contact should be the tacit consent of the old man.

Gabrieli had been his secretary-general for a long time, and the old man had already clearly observed his character and temper. The old man sighed and thought for a short time before answering what Gabriel said: "When I was twenty-three years old, the seminary was a five-year study system at that time, and I had just graduated. But with the strength in the early stage of the second stage, what else could I do? Those who can’t accomplish anything are in the stage of trying to grow.”

The old man who heard Gabriel's sarcastic laughter pursed his lips and didn't care: "Times have changed. Comparing me with Cassia now, it is true that Cassia did better. The demands are too much for Cassia. Strict, he has to keep up with both strength and brains, unless he is two people, one is in the environment of a military school, and the other is influenced by various theories of the seminary. But..."

The old man used Gabriel's emphasis to emphasize the last word with a twist: "Just because he is Cassia, no matter how strict or unreasonable the requirements are, it will become a matter of course for him. Twenty-three At the age of 10, I would definitely and definitely not come into contact with, nor would I be forced to participate in such an incident. What about Cassia? This name was written on the list of students who entered the military school, and was later used by some of the major forces. People know, do you think he can have the same choice as the twenty-three-year-old me?"

"I don't know what I was doing when I was twenty-three, but I can say one thing clearly - my life at the age of twenty-three is definitely not in danger. I have enemies, but the enemies are only generated by the family competition mechanism. Even if I encounter As long as you bow your head and surrender, your life will be safe. Cassia? Does he have any enemies? "

"He has enemies, and the enemies are all one by one..." The old man said this, and he also felt something outrageous like an illusion. "Just a Holy Emperor's Hall is enough to explain any problem. The situation is different. , now you ask Cassia to stand up and take the initiative to bow his head and admit his mistake. Even if he cannot kneel down, what will greet him is either a bullet pointed at his head or a cold weapon slashed at his neck. It is different, so the requirements and standards will be different. He He must do this if he wants to protect something and continue to live in the empire. Its rigid requirements and conditions stipulate that he must have these abilities. Because he does not have these abilities, tragedies occur around him, that is... "

Gabriel did not listen to the old man's explanation. When she saw that the old man did not continue after he finished speaking, she continued: "Now, I just want to know what to do next! It is a clear method, at what time, where, and Who are needed and how to take action! What are the detailed steps of action, etc. You can leave these for later. You can still live for a few years. If you are lucky, I will live for more than ten years. You long, I have time to listen to what you say."

"Ah... you are no longer the clan leader, and your mouth is no longer forgiving." The old man laughed, then shook his head, "I don't know."

Gabriel's breath was stunned, as if it was stuck in her throat.

The old man looked over and his smile gradually disappeared: "Do you think that I, who am in the hospital now and have lost all kinds of information and rights, can still act naturally on such a difficult matter as usual? Rights are like this. Once they are lost, The difference between one minute before and the next is a cliff that cannot be climbed. All I can provide is guidance in the general direction and a little experience and advice."

"Then you..." Gabriel started to speak, but was interrupted by the old man.

"There is also Macquarie on Qila'andi's side. If things don't work out, Hilda and Bordeaux both have the experience of surviving in a crack. Under the current situation, they have more or less corresponding measures. Their I'm not in a hurry, the problem is always Cassia."

As he said that, the old man waved to Gabriel, indicating that she didn't have to interrupt him to ask: "I know what you want to ask. It's not that there is no way to Cassia, but this method is out of control. This time in the belt mountain range, Ye Jielin can't get through it, so you found another person to cooperate and take command and handle the situation, right? The solution is there, it should be someone from the Hill family. As for the news, I still have some special channels to know some things."

"You need to contact this person. It seems to be called Hai. He is the only surviving heir candidate among the members of a certain generation of the Hill family. As for him, his age means that he does not have enough strength to compete with old people like us, but in the face of the situation Judging from his judgment, he may be able to think of this direction. As a seminarian graduate, he must understand that when his own strength is insufficient, finding suitable allies and bringing in as many forces as possible will not effectively solve the problem. But procrastinating enough to think about it can definitely be done.”

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The whistle sounded several times in succession. Isa and the others were packing their things. Cassia closed her book in time and looked out the window. Some were dragging their luggage, or all kinds of passengers were getting off the bus in a hurry. They were gathering in the direction of the exit. They couldn't help but let out a long breath. tone.

From the time I prepared to go to the tundra, it took nearly two years since I left here. When I came back again, except for the changes in the decorations and billboards, nothing was obviously different from the scene in my memory when I left.

"I didn't expect to return to Manoma in this way and in such a mood." Cassia, who was stepping on the platform, looked around and took a deep breath. The air was moist with steam, but cold.

It no longer has a familiar smell. The capital of the empire is changing every moment. Every time you return after leaving for a period of time, it will change to another appearance in your senses.

"Here." To calm down the emotions, Cassia raised her finger and pointed forward, and said to Isa and the others behind her, "It's still too late to go back now. If you transfer to other trains here, you can completely get rid of this incident. It doesn't matter." Seeing that the three people behind her had no expressions, Cassia shrugged her shoulders and stepped forward, "Thank you, that's all I can say now."