Chapter 718 Ch717 Dolphins on the Train (Additional)

Chapter 718 Ch.717 Dolphin on the train (added)

The railway that the British government spared no effort to build in recent years was able to easily travel to Newquay.

At least Fernandez and Knife Blade lamented many times that if he had to go so far ten or five years ago, he would have to sit on the carriage and rotten his butt.

Xiandel enjoyed this dull and boring train time - leaning on Roland's shoulder or lying in his arms, showing his animal side like the ferret hanging from a wide-brimmed hat on a hanger.

At the beginning, the blade even gave a teasing look, and Fernandez was also very dissatisfied.

Later, after the train swayed for a long time, no one cared about the case of the trial court.

but.

Only Roland knew.

Xiandel didn't sleep for a moment.

No.

She covered herself with Roland's big windbreaker, covering her upper body, and also covering her head, laying on his thighs...

She must have been sitting in a nightmare all the way.

Dreaming of your father and mother who are like a nightmare. Dreaming of the majesty and madness of my father like a nightmare, and the beauty and madness of my mother like a nightmare. In this nightmare in the upside-down nightmare, her deal with the nightmare was reached.

Any ungrown child has the ability to do this when he is young:

When the nightmare was approaching like a sun that was about to emerge, they quickly hid in their mother's soft haven that was more expensive than gold and more peaceful than the buzzing eyes of gold, and used their baby teeth and clumsy little hands that only emerged last night—

This also reminds many newborn calves of their days when they were still in their mothers and in the cowshed and smelly flies flying around.

Yes, Xiandel seemed to be back when he was a child.

When she was in her mother's arms, she was a child.

The shaking of the train is like the gentle waves of the night sea. She is a girl with baby teeth on the sea, swaying on the sea, and whispers to the dolphin with a red face...

The dolphin first began to feel embarrassed, and then became familiar with the girl on the sea, familiar with the shaking and warm sea water.

It was curious, and looked at it with its head raised, while on the sea surface and on the bottom of the sea.

The train swayed.

Roland shook too.

Also nervous.

"Roland?"

Fernandez had just finished a case with Dagger Blade, and when he was distracted, he found that his deputy looked a little wrong.

“…I’m fine.”

"uncomfortable?"

"I may be a little motion sickness," Roland held his forehead sideways, unnaturally pulling the coat that was about to slide off, warning it to do what he should do, "Let me sleep for a while."

"Carsickness? Last time..." Fernandez thought for a while, and the last time he took the train, Roland seemed to have nothing to do... nothing?

The blade slanted Roland's eyes and his gaze slowly slid down a little.

I picked the corners of my mouth.

"Derwinson."

"What?"

"Tell me about the cult you mentioned last time..."

After being interrupted, Fernandez moved his eyes away from Roland - the woman quietly blinked at Roland.

Roland:...

Xiandel and I were crazy.

…………

...

The hearty nap made Xiandeer full of energy.

When the gray-haired girl rubbed her eyes and cheeks, the topic happened to talk about Darwin.

It is rare to see the lady of Blade serious.

Because she is debating with Fernandez: the two captains have different opinions on what Darwin expressed in the book.

Fernandez believes that evolution is just a complete scam: it can spread throughout London, obviously because their Majesty ‘need’ - that’s all.

He was not saying that the gentleman was a liar, but this book refers only to this book.

Ms. Blade has different views

She believes that Darwin's research and argumentation is rigorous, rigorous and has strong enough persuasiveness - at least able to convince those with brains... and imply that Fernandez is not listed.

"…Think about it carefully, if we are really similar to monkeys, then why don't monkeys become humans now? Who can stop them?"

Neither Fernandez nor Blade were devout believers, and there would be no hoarseness, daggers and poisons in the debate.

"I can't answer your question, Fernandez. But I really can't answer the question raised in that book - even if there is countless evidence that we are not 'sacred', you have to insist, right? ”

Fernandez muttered, 'Then you have to say to the savages in the Great Vortex', and then greeted Sindal who had just woken up, and apologized for saying if they woke her up.

"Of course not, Mr. Derwinson, this is the gentlest debate I have ever heard."

Xiandel took the kettle handed over by Rola and thanked with a smile: "The book of the blasphemer can have a great influence. Not only does it make the believers dissatisfied, but the more pious ones even chose to serve the kindness themselves to express their firmness. Move faith…”

That's right.

After the theory in that book spread, many people chose because they could not stand the blow - the doctrine of the Holy Cross clearly stated that believers were not allowed to commit suicide, so they used other methods.

This will undoubtedly have a worse impact.

Sometimes, when executives talk about this in private, they complained more about Darwin, but Victoria who let the book spread - the smart man knows what she is going to do.

But there should have been a gentler way.

"The devout and ignorant people should not sacrifice their lives for those primordial men - they thought they had sacrificed for God, but in fact..."

Speaking of those people, Fernandez's face looked a little ugly.

Just like the young men who died on the battlefield in recent years, the empire has launched a war against the outside world.

They think they are for the empire.

But in fact...

Fernandez kept silent patiently until the flames in his heart burned out his anger, and then sighed: "This game should be concluded by the Queen and the Council of Truth themselves. How can we manipulate the people?"

"Look, Collins, I like your captain's innocent spirit."

The blade is not a holy flame, she does not have that extra mercy.

"From the bottom up, not from top down. Dewinson, you might as well give Collins to me and let me lead him. He will grow up in a few years."

Fernandez squinted his eyes: "I see he's going to grow up overnight."

Regarding this game between religion and authority, only from this one, it is obviously a victory for the monarch and the royal party - although Darwin is still dying, his theory and ideas obviously will not.

“Theory and thought cannot be killed.”

Roland whispered: "If I hadn't known what was going on behind this, I would have almost applauded our Majesty..."

But he still knew.

Their purpose is, what are they going this time?

"If Your Majesty wants to protect Mr. Darwin, obviously, that theory of evolution will not appear now." Blade smiled contemptuously.

If Victoria wants to protect this gentleman, she will at least take him back to London and send someone to protect him at all levels, wait for five or ten years, and wait until she has stronger strength, and then the research will be clearer and clearer-

Just like a piece on a chessboard.

For her, Darwin was just exhausted and no longer needed soldiers.

His mission is over.

"I don't like her."

Fernandez's eyes were deep: "I don't like this...even treating a blasphemer."

Roland didn't say anything.

He thought of Mr. Sarah who focused on asking about stone, and Mr. Babbage who talked to himself between metal and gear...

What kind of person would Charles Darwin be?