Before he was crowned king II

Chapter 102

Alex slowly opened his eyes, his body was slightly sore and swollen, as if his whole body was trapped in soft cotton.

There is an earthenware cup on the rattan table in front of me. A slender and clean hand picks up the cup, pours the milky white liquid, and puts the earthenware cup back to its original place with thin steam.

"It's you..." Alex was a little surprised, the camp was warm and quiet, there was no raging magic storm, and there was no tragic firearms fight.

The masked man sat silently on the chair, leaned over and put the long-tube milk jug on the ground, then took out the book scarf from his arms and handed it to Erics.

"This is milk wine brewed by the suborcs themselves. Someone will bring food in later." The man pressed the hood on his head.

"Thank you..." Alex took the handkerchief and wiped his forehead, only to realize that he was sweating a lot in his sleep.

After running around for several days, he was indeed hungry and thirsty. Smelling the rich milky fragrance, he couldn't hold back his throat, "I'm not thirsty..."

"I didn't add anything else to it." Sean seemed to see through Eric's heart, "The empire has already lost, so there's no point in killing you."

"I understand..." Erics picked up the earthenware cup and lowered his head slightly, "However, there is no winning or losing in such a thing as war."

"That was for an unjust war. We resisted the empire's inhumane aggression and massacre, and we managed to survive." Sean said slowly, "This is victory."

"I don't deny that you have a point, but I don't think it's quite right. There may be a more gentle way."

Alex frowned, "You can't rely on you to hit me, I will fight you to fight for peace, this kind of peace will not last long."

"Do you have faith?" Sean suddenly asked an unrelated question.

"I..." Alex hesitated to speak, his answer was not as firm as Sean imagined.

"You use light magic, should you believe in the God of Light?"

"Hmm..." Erics' eyes flickered, and he hesitated in answering, "The teachings of the Holy See of Light are very good. It attracts people to be good, loves everyone, and most of us believe in the God of Light."

"It's good, but as far as I know, sub-orcs are not allowed to enter any church in the empire."

"That's because some believers..." Erics subconsciously read out the teachings in the "Bright Old Testament", "If you sincerely wish, sub-orcs are also allowed to become believers."

"It's really tolerant." Sean nodded slightly, "It's a pity that we still can't even give us the most basic fairness and respect."

"But not everyone—"

"God is the best and kindest fantasy of believers. Can you understand now? Why doesn't a gentle way exist."

Sean spoke calmly, without being aggressive, but Alex was speechless.

Yes, isn't the god embodying the most beautiful and good side of believers?

However, even with such a bright and beautiful side to accept, the imperial people still cannot accept the existence of sub-orcs.

Why?Is the contradiction between the two really irreconcilable?

Sean narrowed his eyes and noticed the confusion on Eric's expression: "Do you want to try to change your belief?"

"What?" Alex was taken aback.

"Believe in the God of the Stars with me. Unlike the decaying Holy See of Light, we can accept sub-orcs and imperial people.

The best evidence is my existence. As you can see, I am a human being as an envoy. "

Sean stretched out a hand, sending out this invitation that made Erics feel very sudden.

Erics didn't know that this was actually the result of his deliberation. Sheen had been working on this plan from the time he left the other party alone in the Orc Alliance to the cunning persuasion skills in the conversation just now.

Because he realized the truth that could not be hurt, although he knew the future direction of Erics, he still wanted to try again to see if he could reverse the fate of the two being hostile.

"what are you planning to do?"

"Waiting for the god of stars to replace the god of light in people's hearts, and true peace will come as expected."

"This is difficult to achieve. Faith is not so easy to change. What's more, there are so many believers in the empire. It is impossible for them to give up the God of Light under your influence." Alex shook his head.

"What we have to grasp is the present and the future. Those who stay in the same way will die sooner or later."

"Death?" Erics was stunned, "Why? It's not like this. They just lack a correct guide."

"Obviously, they have gone on a fork in the road, and there is no turning back..."

"Maybe, maybe I can bring them back on track, I can... I can gradually change their perception of the sub-orcs."

Alex thought for a while and said seriously, "Sorry, I want to try to see if I can be the guide."

"Impractical." Sean pursed his lips tightly, he did not expect that he would be rejected twice by the other party, "It is impossible for one person to change a group of people, even if you are right, they will treat you as a fool.

People's thoughts are difficult to share.Did you forget so quickly?Why would I be left here alone?are you an idiot? "

Alex's shoulders visibly trembled: "I voluntarily..."

"You saved them and they abandoned you, and you can't deny that you regretted it at some point."

"No, I don't regret it. I saved them by practicing my will. I never expected them to understand me in return. I was just doing what I thought was right."

Sean was silent, and he didn't try to change the young man's mind anymore, because at this moment he and Erics were looking at each other, the blue eyes of the other party were different from the previous hesitation and entanglement, this time they revealed firmness unwavering gaze.

Sean knew very well that there was no chance of convincing people with such eyes, just like it was impossible to persuade fish to leave the pond and come to live on land.

"Actually, I am a little thankful to you. Although I don't even know who it is, I know that I can have food, drink, and this camp to sleep here. You should have arranged for me..."

"After the treatment, you can leave."

The man left the seat, left a brief explanation, then turned and walked out of the tent.

"Well... I haven't finished yet..." Alex scratched his hair in embarrassment, and complained a few words about this strange guy who didn't dare to show his face.

"It's really rude. You didn't wait for others to finish their thanks, and called me an idiot, a fool... I just forgot to refute. No one has ever scolded me like that except Sean."

Erics let out a breath, and suddenly saw the olive green handkerchief in his hand.

"I forgot to return it to him, it's still silk..." Erics picked up the square handkerchief, and the simple embroidered rose mark in the corner of the handkerchief suddenly poured on his head like a bucket of cold water.

He seems to have seen this handkerchief before, if he remembers correctly, someone lent it to him when he was in the academy...

Erics' pupils constricted suddenly, and he stood up like an electric shock. He quickly rushed out of the tents, looking around from one tent to another, until he saw a white robe flashing past his field of vision.

He cautiously followed along the path the other party left.

Alex's heart was beating wildly. He originally wanted to rush up and take off the opponent's mask when the opponent was caught off guard, but when he really planned to act according to the thoughts in his head, his legs seemed to be filled with lead. Difficulty getting close to each other.

Ah, what kind of joke is the God of Light, how is this possible?It's impossible even if you think about it, how could that person appear here?Is his brain really crazy?

But how to explain that blonde hair color, familiar address, and that olive green handkerchief?Is it all a coincidence?

Erics followed the messenger of the gods numbly until he followed him into another tent.

The fire was sizzling, and the figure in the white robe stopped there, within his reach.

"Is it you?" Alex asked tentatively, his voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of breaking some fragile treasure.

Only silence answered him.

"Sorry, I may be too sensitive, please let me confirm it once. Otherwise, I will really be tortured to the point of madness by my own imagination, am I really a fool..."

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