Chapter 318 Talk

Old Rose really wanted to know what happened here, but the people inside didn't seem to let him know what would happen.

"Thank you for your communication. However, according to what Lord Luke told me before, please leave as soon as possible and don't have anything to do with us."

The young voice inside spoke again, telling old Ross to leave here.

Old Ross heard the sincerity in the other party's tone.Obviously, they really think that what they are going to do next is dangerous, and it will even affect everyone who has a relationship with them.

Even if you simply report a letter to them, this will happen.

"It's so dangerous...why do you still do it?"

Old Rose remembered the last letter in his memory.

"We...are for a better tomorrow..."

He took a deep breath, he didn't understand then, and he doesn't understand now.

When a person is alive, he can fight for anything, but...

However, when Jacob answered my question, the boy on the side shouted sharply: "So you chose the saints, right?! But how did the saints deal with you?! We just put you As a tool, even if you don't even want to help you achieve your goals."

"You are more afraid of Tan Feng Gunter than the rough-handed saint."

Ross Gunter took a sip of the black tea in his cup, and looked at the woman behind him with a smile: "You approve of his ideal. Even Xiaoli supports it, but now, it's time for that ideal to germinate."

"And, Ross told you."

Manner is a friend, so is he the light in our mouths?

"A chance to try." Rose said honestly, "to do what he wants to do. Is it this group of students that he is splitting up now? Take us to do what he wants to do once."

For Jacob at least, I would think so.After all, I still have face.

"Such a young man. Can you know his name?"

"And human power can't beat heaven. That sentence means that he can say that it is wrong to save as many lives as possible from a natural disaster."

Old Luke disappeared behind the villa.

"Could it be that these wizards have the same skills as him, let's say, are special wizards who will bully others?"

"All the missing students will be kept. As long as you hand over a few of their 'chief culprits', you will be able to let all the students who were not involved in that incident get in."

Jacob looked at his two companions.The companion who will also die together said: "You have chatted with Ross Gunter for a long time, and you have benefited a lot from the chat."

Then he organized his words for a while and said again: "There are some things that can only be exchanged for a glimmer of hope with life."

"Effort? Effort is useless at all. Xiaojia only needs to study how to defeat this 'Eternal Supreme'!"

"Does he really think that current students, special wizards, half-blood wizards and Muggle wizards can face all enemies?"

how?Does telling the truth count as respect?

The man fell silent.

"The metamorphosis of the ideal..."

"But I will definitely watch you destroy me."

"what chance?"

The worst thing we can do now is of course to sacrifice ourselves for our own rationality and Tan Feng's purpose.

After he said these words, the voice from the other side of the door immediately replied: "No, it's not..."

"That's the truth, ideals can also be realized with the flames of anger and revenge."

Old Tan Feng asked.

"You who seek change, will you ultimately depend on the nobles who seek change?"

It must be a chess piece, so when he saw the chess piece sacrificed, would he feel peace and heartache?

"The word 'heaven' symbolizes all the laws of nature. It also includes the laws of social operation. It also belongs to the laws of human beings."

"That's the guarantee you made as the heir of the Gaunt family. Since he hates the nobles so much, he should also accept the gold content of Gaunt's surname. Especially, the gold content of that surname before you inherited it."

At the end of my rebuttal, my voice and tone seemed a little restless.But when I was talking about the first part, my voice was just so tricky.

"Ross Gunter is also trustworthy. My goals may match your ideals to a certain extent, but in the end, there will be no difference between me and a saint. Even your thoughts may not survive."

"When the weak fight against the sky, they often have to pay a huge price. He also knows that the prosperous scene is the blossoming and fruiting of a luxuriant tree, or the blossoming of flowers created by the burning of a small tree..."

"An idea that can be recognized by everyone must be based on anger, but based on truth."

But... I want to resist.

"In the dark life, only human blood can make everyone yearn for the light. Afterwards, when it is really possible for people to obtain that glimmer of light, they will desperately pursue it."

Because I am convinced of that matter, and I care whether other people doubt it.

"I'm definitely a complicated person, and even my heart is definitely far beyond your imagination."

Rose pushed the cup of black tea towards Jacob with a grumpy smile on his face.

"Jacob, Sekrephas Jacob."

"Yes!" Jacob suddenly shouted, "You can survive with a little effort! You have worked very hard, but the world still allows you to live!"

When those words came out, Jacob fell silent.

Jacob was obviously depressed, but I still smiled and said, "But, old man, do you think he should be able to manipulate your ideals."

A time when our sacrifices will be exploited by others.

"So, Jacob, he should leave a seed. When it should germinate, I will germinate."

Jacob is not angry.What the other party said was the truth.

The burly young man sitting at a table patted the table and said: "He also knows that Ross Gunter must have no ordinary purpose, so why should he use it as my gun?"

"It's time to make a noise. Now is the time to sacrifice."

"Sacrifice..."

Old Luke took off his straw hat and put it on his chest, paying homage to the young man.

Seeing my emotions getting stronger, Ross shook his head helplessly and said, "He understands what you mean. As for the exchange of thoughts, you think you haven't regressed enough."

There was no ferocious color under the man's ugly face: "That! Isn't it the future he wants to see? Or is it that he, what he is looking forward to, is not to praise me? He just wants to find someone to kneel down to, right? !"

"As long as you use your blood to engrave your thoughts under the stele of history, then when people need it, they will naturally think of it and think of you. I am sure that the order created by Ross makes people feel that it is appropriate and that it is appropriate. Then we You can't take your minds as weapons and use them to overthrow the order of Rose's resume."

"Ross Gunter tells you that I have no purpose of my own. But you must be obsessed with worse timing so that it is always possible to realize your ideals."

"No matter how bad the idea is, it depends on the person who executes it, Jacob..."

The man said seriously: "But you have no choice yet. It must be someone from Ross Gunter who saved you, so you don't even have the right to stand there and talk small things."

"Surely the more correct path works..." "Why? What is his purpose in doing that?"

"They really don't have enough time to go to the doctor."

"The longing for life can only be awakened by death."

But the man didn't shrink back a little, even took a step back, and raised his face.

Your words made this burly young man's face flush immediately.I even stood up from under the chair, walked towards the man aggressively, and raised my hand in a low way.

but……

Ross and I looked at each other, "How about you give him a chance?"

Apparently Ross sees that better than I do.

Tan Feng looked up at the ceiling, and said tangledly: "You know that what you did is completely correct, so you also want to see another way."

With a sullen face, Jacob looked at the smiling Ross Gunter: "It's useless to say something. You are very arrogant, and your previous successor may not work hard for that ideal. No matter how much you say that It is the ideal that is most suitable for the wizarding world, and it has also changed that there is not much trace of you in that ideal."

"Nobles! We discriminate against you, even despise you, and treat you like pigs and dogs!"

There was no veiled sarcasm in Rose's tone.Apparently Jacob our actions are not an endorsement.

"Thoughts will change at any time. The principle of eternal change may exist, but it will inevitably change with the change of the environment. No change is bad. It can have a positive resonance with the environment. But no change is good, it will conflict with the environment."

Jacob looked at Tan Feng's lake-green eyes, as if he saw a white hole that was gradually swallowing him.

Outside the door, a handsome young man looked at the old man's back, recalled that the old man's face was not exactly like Ross Gunter's, smiled and said, "It's really ironic."

A boy without long silver-gray hair looked at Jacob's back, listened to what I said, and said in a simple way: "But, Mr. Ross, it seems that you agree with your ideas."

Is the voice of the young man outside excited?

But Rose gave me the answer.

What I said is the truth, and I will not relax at all.

Old Luke was French, but I knew what that word meant.

Jacob asked.

Sacrifice is of course unacceptable.But maybe a worse time is needed.

"Sing praises to me. Whitewash peace for me. Sing praises to me, praise the name of Grindelwald!"

"It's almost inevitable, isn't it?" Ross said with a heavy smile, "So, he wants to fulfill that small ideal while he is alive? So he will take the risk and cooperate with an organization that obviously agrees with him? "

Old Luke could understand that realization.So I blame Ross for the vast majority of the problems.

"Well, I wish him success."

"If a person dies, there is nothing left, and there is nothing to fight for."

The strong young man said earnestly: "Since you have survived, you should realize your dreams at all costs. Even if you bear the reputation of being ungrateful."

………………

Seeing the anger on my face and the real anger in my eyes, Ross rubbed his brows without any distress and said, "But... so what? All the nobles are like that, and so are the nobles. It’s the same for everyone.”

Old Luke didn't understand for a while what kind of person his Lisun was.

"If the successor wants to mix his own traces in that ideal. But everyone can guarantee that his own traces will affect the core of the ideal."

"As for his scruples, he can't take it to heart."

"But repaying kindness should be at the price of disillusionment of ideals."

And the lowly raised hand did not wave after all. The woman was silent for a long time, and then said silently: "You deny that your choice was wrong at the beginning. A saint is the worst choice. However, your opinion Still keep..."

"The difference between our goals and your dreams is even further. We really want to create a new order, but that order is completely dependent on Grindelwald. The only way to get promoted is to ask Grindelwald." Wo's approval! That is exactly the same as what you want!"

"What's more, the current special wizards can feel the good and bad of the background they describe, but we feel that it is the pressure until now. There are too many wizards. There are so many that as long as that person works a little harder, he can feed An unusual family..."

Old Luke shrugged, then turned around, and put the hat under his head while saying: "There is such a thing as whether you like it or hate it. Everyone who strives for his ideals is worthy of respect. Especially those who fight for their ideals in the dark. sacrifice."

Jacob spoke suddenly, and my voice was still calm. Before experiencing betrayal and life and death this time, my emotions were not clean.Look away from very few people, only when they don't really care about things will they have no emotional fluctuations.

I ended up thinking for the first time.

'Ross, what the hell is he going to do? '

I tilted my head, and the expression on my face was full of strength. I said, "Your career is to serve the success of ambitious people. What you have learned is also to create a better life for nobles like Ross Gunter." Bright and bad future!"

Old Luke fell silent.

Jacob asked a question that he thought was almost possible to answer.

Jacob looked serious: "I am also a nobleman, and I am the youngest nobleman."

Is the young man without such awareness a pawn in his hand, or his friend?