Chapter 899 Rescue I

on the airship.

Dro Lei Ting was very familiar with driving the airship. Dean stood aside and watched the young man face dozens of buttons and four or five joysticks with ease, and couldn't help being slightly surprised.

Even with the experience of his hometown, Dean, who is no stranger to machinery, only roughly figured out the functions of some buttons and joysticks on the console in front of him at this time.

Dean asked himself that it would take at least a few days of training to use it with ease like Dro Thunder.

"Master Saint!"

Dro Leiting saw Dean's surprised gaze, and couldn't help showing a wry smile. He said, "This is not my skill, it's just what I saw in the memory of my ancestors... When I was in a coma, maybe it seemed to you It’s only been a few minutes, but I feel like I’ve lived through decades of my ancestor’s life—the kind from beginning to end!”

Speaking of this, Young couldn't help but pause.

Sadness and distress appeared on his face again. He first pressed a few buttons on the console to confirm the direction, and after allowing the airship to fly by itself, he said to Dean in a solemn tone: "The Holy One My lord, there are some things I want to tell you... No, it’s not this action! Yes, it’s our Lei Ting family, no, no, it’s mine!”

The young man's words were somewhat confusing, coupled with the solemnity on his face, it was enough to tell Dean that this was a very important matter, so important that the young man in front of him was completely confused.

"OK!"

Dean didn't refuse.

He had already noticed something wrong with the young man when he was in Holy Helm City.

At this time, the things they have to face must not be carried out under such emotions.

At least, Dean doesn't want the original help to become a drag.

Therefore, it is the best choice to solve the problems of young people in front of us as much as possible.

Dro Thunder was in front, and Dean was behind, walking towards the lower deck of the airship.

When I walked through the last step, my eyes suddenly opened up, which was as big as a football field.

Dean was not surprised.

It is possible to hide this airship with space technology. Then it is only natural to use such technology to expand the interior of the airship,

What's more, the Dro Thunder in front of him actually chose this Thunder as a rescue ship, so it must have enough carrying space.

Of course. Dean looked around, still surprised.

Dean has always been unfamiliar with the use of space, and there is only a dimensional bag beside him.

"What an amazing space technology!"

Dean admired. Sitting on a chair, he looked at Dro Thunder.

Hearing such praise, the young man didn't show his pride as usual, on the contrary, the expression on his face became more gloomy and bitter.

"Master Saint..."

After Dro Leiting hesitated for a moment, he continued: "My ancestor is not as great as you and I imagined...he is a thief!"

After experiencing hesitation, the young man seemed relieved when he said this sentence.

Then, the speed of speech also became extremely fast: "The ancestor was just a little thief at first, mixed in a bandit group, and then because of a tomb robbery operation. Everyone in the bandit group died in that tomb, only the ancestor because of lack of qualifications Only by guarding the outermost perimeter, did the ancestors dig out the savings of the thieves group, and began to change their identities—nobles!"

"The ancestors who changed their identities gained great convenience. Not only did they become richer and stronger, they finally rebelled against the lord at that time. They established their own Thunder city-state! Then, with the Thunder family as their leader, In the name of conquering the surrounding area, he expanded the territory of the entire Thunder City. He built the Thunder City and the Holy Helm City—during this period, anyone who stood in front of him, whether it was friends or relatives, could not escape his execution! When dealing with the enemy, the methods are even more cruel...Punishments such as skinning and cannonballs all arose in the Thunder City-State at that time!"

"This is completely different from the ancestors I know! My father once told me. Our ancestors were wise, great, brave, and upright men. The Thunder City-State allows more commoners to live in prosperity and freedom... But, but all this is false! The ancestor himself was a lord of thieves, bandits, robbers, and tyranny, and the commoners at that time heard his reputation even more. To scare the children from crying!"

"Everything is a lie, a lie. The so-called glory of Thunder is just a fig leaf for self-deception!"

The young man huddled in the chair, tears streaming down his face.

A look of complete collapse of faith.

Seeing the appearance of Dro Thunder, Dean couldn't help but sighed.

Obviously, the previous experience has refreshed the three views of this young man, but the refreshing is a bit too thorough, and the other party's age is not enough to accept it.

Although the other party is the young master of the Thunder City State, he also has a certain responsibility, and has a preliminary understanding of the choice.

However, it is still a long way from understanding the so-called 'darkness'.

If it takes another ten years, no, even five years, as long as the other party becomes a real superior, then everything will be solved easily.

However, with the other party's current state, don't say five years.

I'm afraid I can't even wait a year.

Moreover, once something happens that touches the most vulnerable part of the heart, it will definitely distort the other party's concept and completely fall into madness.

This is not what Dean wants to see!

At least, during the time he was walking with the other party, Dean hoped that the other party was normal.

"History is written by the winners! No matter what the process is, the result is the most important thing—have you heard such words?"

Dean asked back.

"I've heard of it, but..."

The young man retorted subconsciously.

"That's right, but no one can deny that those who have worked hard in the process, whether they are losers or winners-so, a part of the truth is always pursued by people, even if the path of pursuit is full of thorns, The same goes for swords and stakes! Because their hearts are unwavering!"

"Pursue truth?!"

The young man was taken aback.

"No, you don't need to pursue the truth - because you already know the truth! What you need to do is to make this reality more real - you are going to rescue the captives of Thunder City, because you have the power of Thunder Glory, you are the successor of Thunder City! And the people of Thunder City are willing to follow in your footsteps. Your ancestors are praised only because of the falseness of tyranny, but if you are praised, it is because of every effort! "

Dean guided the other side step by step.

"Working hard for my subjects wholeheartedly—the world I came from had an adult. That's what she did. Therefore, countless like-minded people gathered around her to help her!"

"Your world must be beautiful!"

The young man's eyes showed longing.

"good?"

Dean laughed to himself.

"Sister Die, how can it be beautiful? That adult also died in battle. The followers died generously together, but what's the use? It's just adding a piece of merit to the glory of the winner! And the remnants , just lingering on his last breath, being dubbed a rebel, an assassin, etc.!"

"This this……"

The young man with a relaxed expression and yearning face was completely stunned in place.

His mind was completely confused at the moment.

"How, how? How could such an adult die in battle? Didn't she serve her subjects wholeheartedly?"

The young man muttered to himself.

"She serves her subjects wholeheartedly, but this does not mean that she will not die in battle - some subjects agree with her, while some regard her as a traitor because of... interest! The existence of that lord prevents For the benefit of some people, so. At that time, she must die!"

Dean said lightly.

It seems that everything has nothing to do with him.

"Did in battle? That adult is resurrected?"

The young man's mind was confused, and it took him a while to discover the contradiction in Dean's words.

"Well, that lord is resurrected again, and her followers are also resurrected! The lord's will remains the same, and so are the followers. Only one guy has changed, just like the butterfly's wings. A slight flickering made everything different—that lord has become a god, and his followers are living in peace, and everything has become beautiful!"

Dean nodded. said with a smile.

"Master Saint, you are lying to me, aren't you? How can people come back from the dead? Not to mention the resurrection of so many people, and the reversal of time, even a god can't do that kind of thing!"

The young man smiled wryly.

"Tsk. You saw through it! It's in vain for me to work so hard to make up a story!"

Dean shrugged and leaned back in the chair.

Seeing Dean's appearance, the young man restrained his wry smile. He looked at Dean seriously, and said word by word: "Thank you, Lord Saint!"

"Thank me for what? I just told you a story!"

Dean narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"However. I know a lot of things in this story - I am the heir of Thunder City, and I have the responsibility to protect my subjects from foreign enemies! Even if there are people under my command who disagree with me, I will not I can change my original intention! Because... even if I die in battle, I am not alone. I have companions, and I also have... those who will miss me! Those who miss me will definitely hope that I will be resurrected, just like As your stories describe, I will be recognized as a 'God' and my followers will live forever - even if it is in a different way!"

Taking a deep breath, the young man stood up, all the sadness and bitterness on his face disappeared.

The only thing left is tenacity and tenacity.

"Glory is definitely not maintained by words and words. It has a deeper meaning-glory is my life!"

Dro Leiting said slowly.

Then, he bowed to Dean again.

After doing all this, Dro Lei walked towards the upper deck of the airship with great strides.

"It seems a little too much?"

Looking at the back of the other party, Dean muttered.

However, the next moment, he was distracted by the scroll that he had been thinking about—

"yes!"

Dean replied in the affirmative.

first update~

Uh, the decadent nap took a nap...

Sorry to say! (To be continued.)

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