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"Welcome everyone, on behalf of Hyde Ranch, I would like to extend my sincere welcome to the arrival of the mail carriage!"

The carriage slowly stopped at the gate, and a tall lieutenant, wearing an imperial military uniform and carrying more than a dozen bullets on his chest, walked out of the crowd. Although his legs were limping, he always maintained his posture.

The most important military appearance in the entire empire, the soldier strives to be natural. He is naturally the person in charge of the entire Hyde Ranch, Lieutenant Miller.

"You're welcome, Lieutenant, this is what we should do!"

He also gave a military salute, and the postman was very polite to Lieutenant Miller. Regardless of his military rank or Lieutenant Miller's contribution, this kind of respect was earned by Lieutenant Miller himself.

With such an opening, the atmosphere in the entire square immediately became lively. After a few pleasantries, Lieutenant Miller waved to the people behind him: "Children, move your things out of the carriage. Remember, you must

Be careful, if you accidentally fall and touch it, I will make you go without food for two days!"

Although this is a joke, it also shows that Lieutenant Miller attaches great importance to the entire mail carriage. You must know that, like others, although Lieutenant Miller has greater power, he is not easy to leave the ranch easily, and he misses his family very much.

It can only be delivered through this mail carriage.

"Okay..."

There was a roar of laughter, and someone immediately stepped forward to move the things out of the carriage. During this process, whether it was bread, bacon, or pieces of paper, everyone looked solemn, as if it was in their hands.

What you are holding is not paper, but the most precious thing. From this, you can also see that everyone's expectations for their family make them cautious.

There was even a figure of Anton among them. At this time, his originally arrogant or fierce expression slowly calmed down. Regardless of whose name was on it, he carefully took it off and put it aside.

on the ground. During this process, he even controlled his hands not to shake.

At this time, Anton no longer had the fierceness he had at the beginning, but was replaced by longing. Therefore, no matter how cruel a person is, there is a pure place in his heart.

Watching the things slowly being placed on the grass aside, everyone's expressions became even more excited. Because they knew that there might be something of their own among them. Although the things were not valuable, or even just some simple words, they represented

Somewhere in the horizon, there is a person who is missing him. This missing is their courage to survive. Of course, it is also a trace of their existence in this world and a kind of proof.

"I saw it, that was the rust mark my wife gave me!" A voice suddenly rang out from the crowd.

The white man who spoke looked excited, as if he had won five million dollars, because he saw a familiar symbol. It was something that his wife would sew on every time in the past, just to distinguish him from other people and to distinguish him from others.

I felt her missing him for the first time. Now that I saw this sign, his heart completely calmed down, and I also miss him.

The people on the side all looked at each other with envy. How difficult it is to get a feeling of longing at this time. But then I thought about it and withdrew my eyes. Maybe there is mine there too.

"Ah...that's the sign my mother gave me!" Another voice sounded from the crowd.

"This is the aroma of the food made by my father. Yes, it is absolutely unmistakable. Although it has been a while, the aroma is still so strong..." At the end of the voice, it seemed that he was choking.

"I...I, I seem to have seen a photo! That's a photo of my family!" Bach on the side suddenly said hesitantly, but there was confirmation in his tone.

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The voices in the whole crowd were rising and falling. At this time, they all seemed to have transformed into the world's greatest detective. From a tiny place, you can know whether there is a letter of yours in it, a small logo, an insignificant font,

Even the smell of food that was about to disappear after dozens of days of travel became the most important evidence to guide them to find that longing.

The longing is always in my heart, but sometimes it is hidden. Once we leave, the longing will explode. This can be regarded as growth.

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I don’t know how long it took for the entire carriage to be moved. I didn’t notice it in the carriage at first, but after all the things were moved, everyone discovered that there were almost a mountain of items stacked in the entire carriage. Now these

The items are quietly placed around, waiting for their owners.

During this process, whether it was Lieutenant Miller or the two postmen, they had been waiting patiently. Occasionally they heard the excited voices in the crowd, and their faces would also have a happy expression.

Being able to bring happiness to each other is one of the reasons why they are willing to be postmen.

Otherwise, just based on their conditions, entering the army, even entering the Royal Guard, or entering the government is a good choice. There is no need to be a postman sleeping in the open, which requires a kind of belief. Without this

People with such beliefs will soon be eliminated.

After all the items were distributed, Lieutenant Miller gestured to the two postmen, and then walked to the middle of the items. At this time, there were three or four teenagers following him. When Lieutenant Miller walked to the items

After the break, the young man quickly walked to the items, gently took out an item, and handed it to Lieutenant Miller's hand.

Looking at the name on it, Lieutenant Miller read out the name of the sword loudly, and then naturally someone would come over to get it with excitement. Then the items began to be handed out. This was a long process, but no matter who it was,

None of them felt the slightest bit impatient, they were looking forward to it and waiting.

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"Ding ding ding ding..."

For some reason, Herman felt even more confused the moment he saw the postal carriage. He seemed to have seen such a scene before, where a beautiful carriage came slowly along the green grass.

in front of him.

The horse snorted gently, wet saliva was slapped on the face, and sweet notes floated slowly in his mind.

Slowly, slowly...

It turns into a series of sweet songs, which represent longing, hope, and sadness of parting.

Here, I seem to have experienced...

He slapped his head hard, and the notes lingering in his mind seemed to mess up his head. He forgot about time, himself, and where he was. The notes turned into a sharp awl, and he hit hard

Drill deep into your head.

The awl was so powerful that the thing he was trying to cover was easily pierced.

Dark, oppressive, long sword, figure, and only a piece of blood left on the head.

'Is it here again?'

"I...I want to go out!"

Here it is again, Herman said in a low voice with grievance. He didn’t know why he appeared here, and he didn’t know if someone was controlling all of this, but if someone was really controlling it, then he hoped that there would be more

Give yourself some time. Even if it's just a few minutes, he wants to read the letters from his family, and he wants to leave with satisfaction.

"well……"

I seemed to hear a sigh, and when I looked up again, what appeared in front of my eyes was a dazzling light. "Herman..." A familiar voice came to my ears, that was Lieutenant Maitreya's voice.

"I... am here!" Maybe the god just heard his request, maybe everything was just a dream, but it's really good that he can see his letter now.

Patting Herman on the shoulder, Lieutenant Miller handed him a letter in his hand. Grabbing the letter, Herman rushed outside quickly. Regarding Herman's actions, Lieutenant Miller just

I was stunned for a moment, but I quickly recovered. A child is still a child, and it is appropriate to be a little excited when seeing letters from family members. He shook his head and continued to distribute the following letters.

Walking aside, Herman took out the letter.

"How could it be!!"

Herman was shocked to find that there was no trace of writing on the entire envelope and it was completely white. He turned his head suddenly and wanted to tell Lieutenant Maitreya that he had taken it by mistake.

But when he turned around, he realized that the grass, the crowd, and Lieutenant Miller had slowly disappeared. He once again came to the dark space, and next to him was a shining bloody figure.

Looking at the letter in his hand, Herman seemed to understand something and opened the letter tremblingly. What appeared in front of him was not familiar words, but a familiar sword with a silver-white blade and a simple scabbard!

He touched the blade of the sword with his trembling hand, 'Oh...' A sword appeared in his hand.

Herman stood quietly, his eyes no longer full of energy.

"Is it over?"

Suddenly, the entire black space centered on the sword body, instantly spread countless white lights, polluting all the surrounding black in the blink of an eye. A harsh roar sounded loudly.

"Bang bang bang..." The sounds of fierce fighting reappeared again, already in the void.

A figure dressed in white and carrying a long sword stood beside him, and Hermann stood beside him.

Under the void, in a small forest, the entire forest has been completely destroyed. A young man is lying in the dirt. Not far from him is a big man in a suit. To his left is a middle-aged man and a fainted girl. On the outside of the forest

, and two corpses were lying quietly.

"End it!"

A cold voice sounded, and the sword emitted thousands of rays of light. In the light, the blood on the figure's face slowly melted away, and finally the face of a handsome Asian boy was revealed.

"Who are you?"

"You are me..."

"Then...who am I?"

"I...I am Wu Ling!"

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