Chapter 520： force

【Steel, guns and the industrial party across the world】【】

In the dark room, a small cluster of candles gave off a faint light, so that the inside would not be plunged into complete darkness.

With the help of this faint light, you can see that the walls of the house are covered with paintings.

A hand like a withered branch reached out to the side of the candle holding scissors, and cut the wick short with a snap.

The candle became brighter, illuminating the face of the owner of this hand. This is an old man whose face is covered with wrinkles. His eyelids are loose and drooping, almost completely covering the eyes, as if the old man has always closed his eyes. .

"I Have a Book of Ghosts and Gods"

"Ugh!"

The old man let out a helpless sigh.

"Son, do you see this room full of portraits?"

"Yes, grandfather."

A very young voice responded to the old man. The owner of the voice was standing in the shadow of the wall. He was tall and straight, as if he had been trained for a long time. He stood there motionless like a pine tree.

"The ancestors of our family are watching you."

"I can feel their eyes."

The old man nodded in satisfaction.

He approached a wall full of portraits, probably because he noticed that a certain portrait was covered with dust, so he took out his handkerchief and carefully wiped it on the portrait.

While wiping, the old man said softly:

"Our family has lived in this village since records began."

"We are rooted in this land, we are the fruits of this land, we... are the children of this land."

"I have always firmly believed that nature has its own order, and the operation of the world also has its own laws, and human ethics are also part of this natural order and law."

"So the distinction between the noble and the humble in our society is as natural as the sky covering the earth forever."

"And our family..."

Looking at the eyes swept across the portraits

"Undoubtedly among the noblest in this land."

"For hundreds of years, we have guarded this land, we have cultivated this land, we have managed this land..."

"The prosperity of the village is inseparable from the hard work of our family. Under our management, the folk customs here are simple, and people live and work in peace and contentment..."

The old man's words made the man by the wall tremble slightly, revealing the excitement in his heart.

"Grandfather, I have always been proud of my family."

The old man nodded, "The family is also proud to have such an excellent child as you."

But he immediately changed the subject, and there was even a hint of ferocity in his tone: "Now, some people want to destroy the existing perfect order, and try to bring this quiet and peaceful village into a chaotic and disordered future."

"Oh!" The old man sighed sadly, "This is a disaster, this is the collapse of civilization, this is... this is against the law of nature."

The young man's body shook violently, but this time he was not excited, but frightened. He already realized what his grandfather was going to say.

"Earl Graham, our lord..."

There was a trace of sobs in the old man's voice.

"In our world, there is no doubt that he is a member of the nobles, but... wants to destroy this order."

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"So unwise...so unwise..."

The old man repeated it several times.

"He can't even see that it is the current order that supports the throne of the Greiman family. He can't even see that if he wants to destroy order, he will be backlashed by order?"

"My child, do you know? More than a hundred years ago, when the ancestors of the Greiman family came to the Northwest Gulf, they were the lords entrusted to Arda in name, but they were sent here as prisoners by the kingdom. They are alone and unaccompanied. They are squeezed out by the neighboring lord's family. It is us... It is our family that grew up from this land, helping the Greiman family to gain a firm foothold in the northwest bay. It is a village. The local families in the land jointly forged the lord throne of the Graman family."

The old man kept shaking his head, his face full of regret.

"The Greiman family has also followed the way of territorial governance since ancient times, handing over villages and towns to us ancient native families. This is just a little reward for our loyalty. We are also an extension of the power of the lord. We have always been diligent. Earnestly collecting taxes for the lord, and at the same time adjudicating all kinds of disputes in the village for the lord, it is we who ensure the normal operation of various affairs in the territory."

"And now...and now...cough cough cough!"

Under the excitement of the old man, he coughed violently.

The young man hurried over to beat his back.

"Oh, I'm getting old. I didn't expect to see such an extraordinary lord from the Graeman family when I was dying. He actually wanted to take away our family's loyalty for hundreds of years. take away our status, take away our wealth, take away our prestige in the village."

After listening to the old man's words, the young man remained silent. He lowered his eyelids, as if he was having a complicated ideological struggle in his heart.

"This... this... Although I can't arrange my own lord logically, the behavior of Earl Graman is not ungrateful. He forgot how his family was able to secure the position of lord, he forgot how his family How his wealth was amassed, he forgot who defended his family's honor."

When the old man mentioned the excitement his whole body trembled.

He turned and looked at his grandson hopefully.

"My child, your father should have talked to you."

The young man's body shook again.

"No, I can't do that, I... I swore an oath to the lord to serve him forever."

His voice trembled like his body, mixed with fear and struggle.

"Don't push me, don't push me."

Seeing his grandson like this, the old man picked up his crutches and slammed it on the ground, causing a loud noise in the small room.

"Loyalty has a prerequisite. What's the point of unilateral loyalty? Now that Earl Graham betrayed us first, we are insulting ourselves if we continue to be loyal to him! Father will never forgive him."

The young man opened his eyes wide in fear, full of helplessness.

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"You are forcing me, you are forcing me!"

"This is not forcing you! Remember, you are fighting for the glory of the family. We were born in this family and grew up in this family. The family has raised us and made us, so we have to fight to maintain it."

He came to the young man and gently stroked his back to calm him down gradually.

"I know, this is a difficult choice, but in the family that is united with us, only you can take on this important task."

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