MTL - Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds-Chapter 40 fine

Kant is a modern man.

Live in a peacefully rising power.

Even in a region half a world apart, the war is far, far away from him.

He did not set foot on the battlefield in person. The so-called cruelty of war and the so-called horror of modern weapons, the most real and intuitive understanding of it, are only texts and videos on the Internet.

He knew that a sturdy head would be smashed by a bullet, a bustling town would be shaken by a howitzer, and a living person would be baked into charcoal by a white phosphorus incendiary bomb.

But I didn't see it with my own eyes.

At most, he only saw the flat face spread out on the driver's seat in front of the computer. He only saw the gray smoke and the white shock wave that spread violently in the video. He only saw the distortion in the picture. Black corpses and the ruined mess of a place.

Text affects the imagination of the mind, while videos and pictures impact the senses of the eyes.

But all this information is passivated.

Sitting in front of a computer and sighing with emotion can only bring compassion.

Seeing it with your own eyes can be suffocating.

War is hell, and only those who have experienced it are qualified to comment on it.

And he saw it now.

Although it was only a small battle, although it was only a successful sneak attack, and it was only seven enemies, he did see the war. He knew from Goethe's mouth that the elves and Goethe had forged a **** feud, the one who abides by the principles , The always polite knight, slaying all the enemies with merciless attitude, and patrolling the battlefield, killing the survivors one by one.

There is no pity, no pleasure, only slaughter without hesitation.

The princess beside her is weak, beautiful, and generous. She looks like a dreamy girl who is ignorant of world affairs and lives in a gorgeous palace, but witnessing this **** slaughter, her face is taken for granted.

Kant watched it all.

And feel the biggest difference between themselves and them.

These otherworldly Goethes have understood the war, accepted the war, and become conscious.

It was only then that he understood what war was.

War is that everyone is accustomed to war, from civilians to soldiers, from beggars to nobles, even the most noble and educated people take brutal killing for granted.

This is unimaginable for modern people accustomed to peace and abundance.

At this moment, Kant felt a sense of alienation in his heart.

This was not the fight he imagined.

The battle he imagined was that Miss Fran endured her shyness and fought with a beautiful posture. Maybe she would break out of clothes, maybe she would suddenly pull off her wig and startle the opponent... All kinds of small accidents, more funny battles The scene, like a comedy action movie.

And the enemies would still be knocked to the ground one by one, and in the end they were surprised to find that this peerless beauty was actually a man.

Instead of blood splattering and death rampant as it is now.

He was stunned for a moment, then whispered, "Aren't you going to catch something alive?"

The princess shook her head and said, "The arrogance of elves is beyond imagination. They despise human beings, and being captured by us is a huge shame. They want to die immediately, how can they reveal information to us in order to survive."

"Kant, they are different from human beings... Because of their long lifespan, they are very indifferent to life and death. Ordinary threats cannot make them submit. Because of cultural barriers, we don't know what they fear, so there is no way to intimidate them—and In terms of torture, now we have neither the time nor the tools."

Even though she is a noble and beautiful woman, she said such words as if nothing had happened.

That's it.

Kant stepped forward slowly, avoiding the blood on the ground, and looked at the elf corpse lying on the ground.

A neat elf who was pierced through the heart by a sword, an elf whose throat was cut to death after being hit in the head by a shield, and an elf who was pierced by a sword in the neck.

There are also two elves who were burned by incendiary bombs and slashed more than a dozen times on their bodies. Their strong bodies were covered with burning marks. The flames had not been completely annihilated, and the wounds were scorched.

And the two elves behind were killed by Feijian and Feidun.

The ferocious valgus wounds, the painful expressions, the blood flowing, except for the pointed ears, their appearance is actually no different from that of humans, and even the blood is red.

Kant stared blankly at these dead creatures.

His face became very bad.

I used to read novels and TV shows, people who killed people for the first time, or people who saw a tragic corpse for the first time, would vomit. The former was a reaction caused by excessive secretion of adrenaline, and the latter was due to physiological stress. The reaction... In short, they will vomit.

And Kant's face became very bad.

Because he... doesn't want to vomit at all.

Instead, it is very calm, the body is very calm.

The slight estrangement about the Goethe people, the real perception of the war between Goethe and the elves, these ideas all stem from the ideas of Kant's part as a modern earthman.

And another part of him seems to think that this matter is not enough.

Looking at the corpses on the ground, looking at the two elves that were burned, he even thought of the conflict that broke out with the Goethes the day before. He summoned the bar-headed geese to pour down the gasoline, and he threw out the lighter without hesitation, if not for Cleveland. With a very accurate flying knife, then the corpses will be Goethes.

At that time, he did so without hesitation.

If the killing started at that time, then not only the dozen or so Goethes present, but also all the remaining Goethes would probably be killed, which is almost certain to happen.

Only, Kant was thinking.

If he chose to kill at that time, if the person who fell to the ground was a human like him, he was hacked, beaten to death, burned alive, when he woke up from the loss of control, when he ended the killing, when he faced the people on the ground Corpses, facing those who were brutally killed by him, at that time... would he vomit?

Kant's face was very bad, even a little shudder.

He had almost figured out the answer.

"...Mr. Kant?"

The knight's questioning awakened him from the horrific associations.

He looked up.

Cleveland saw the look in his eyes, took a step back subconsciously, and assumed a defensive stance.

Soon, the two came back to their senses at the same time. Kant was eager to cover up, and the knight was awe-inspiring. The two tacitly skipped the scene just now, and the knight presented the spoils in his hands.

"A perfect raid."

He said: "Even my mentor can't do better than me when the supernatural power is suppressed... This is not to boast, but to be grateful for the weapons you provide, especially this spray, It's amazing to be able to destroy the combat effectiveness of two Elf Marines in one fell swoop."

Anti-wolf spray, a police style, was also borrowed from the police station.

That kind of thing is beyond the range that any living creature can bear. Even a well-trained sergeant of the elven arrow regiment will be sprayed in the eye without any defense, even if he closes his eyes and turns his head subconsciously, he can't resist this penetrating bone marrow. The burning pain was so intense that he couldn't even hold the weapon.

Coupled with the sword and shield, these two enchanted weapons, which are also considered excellent products on the elves' side, and the angry shot of the most famous knight model of Goethe's younger generation, it is natural to solve the battle in a short period of time.

After all, Miss Fran had the idea of ​​silence from the very beginning.

How can the elf who has seen his women's clothes be allowed to live.

He had already cleaned the battlefield at this time, and put the anti-wolf spray and some trophies with both hands: "They are the most common elf soldiers, and there is nothing too valuable on them, but they are always worth something, those five people I found a few jewelry amulets on my body."

"The two sergeants of the arrow regiment are better. After all, they are the inheritance of the Dragon Tooth Soldiers. The swords and bows are excellent products and can be sold at high prices in the mainland. The rings are enchanted with precision shooting, but they are worse than the one lent to you earlier There are many, and the arrows carried are worth collecting..."

He gave a succinct introduction, and then said: "If you have no opinion, please allow me to leave these two broad-blade swords and a giant battle bow, as well as half of the arrows, and the remaining long bow. And the rest of the arrows, and all the enchanted trinkets are yours."

Such distribution of spoils is more than just words.

Especially when Kant has no contribution at all.

Kant was stunned for a moment, looking at the sincere eyes of the knight, the estrangement and alienation that had just arisen disappeared a lot, and the kindness of the other party made him feel good.

At least that dispelled that resistance.

He tried hard to dispel the turmoil in his heart, and wanted to be polite, the knight said: "Please don't refuse, to achieve such a victory, it is all your planning and conspiracy, even..."

Even this dress is from you—the knight is too embarrassed to say it.

Kant calmed down, took the bow and a large bundle of arrows, and then put all the accessories in the bag around his waist, but left the anti-wolf spray in the knight's hands.

Facing the surprised look of the other party, Kant smiled: "If you are not busy paying it back, you can still use it."

If you're nervous, say something rude to relax.

This year's special skills and experience.

"…"

Only then did the knight come back to his senses, his face flushed red.

To be honest, he had to admit that this dress was very comfortable to wear, especially the stocking fabric, which was comparable to oriental satin—but he-damn it was women's clothing!

His face collapsed, and he pleaded, "I think we can do it another way..."

"I think this is good, it's the most labor-saving way." Kant comforted, "and we will strictly observe the movements of the elves. If they find the bodies here and warn the friendly forces, then the women's clothing plan will be stopped immediately, but Before that, we have to make the elves feel more pressure and threat."

The knight felt a huge frustration and helplessness, and he even wanted to stomp his feet.

Immediately, he realized that this was a terrifying move, just like how his sister behaved when she acted coquettishly and lost her temper - God, what the **** am I thinking?

At this moment, Kant has bent down and grabbed the feet of an elf, dragging him towards the grass: "Okay, let's bury the body."

When he came back from the earth, he also brought a shovel and gave it to the gorilla to dig the grave, so as to dispose of the elf's body - but although he realized that there would be casualties, he did not expect that the ending would be like this. Such a brutal death.

The knight froze for a moment, then went to help: "Let me do this kind of thing."

Kant said lightly: "It's okay."

Cleveland hesitated, but he still remembered Kant's eyes just now.

So he whispered: "Mr. Kant... Are you okay?"

Kant did what he was doing with a calm face, and replied softly, "It's okay."

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PS1: The first update... Damn, it's late again, **** it, obviously I didn't play games today.