Chapter 200 Memories of the Past: Renard

Reenard admitted defeat, and Nana announced the third round on the spot, and Lal of the "Fate's Stump Team" won the victory. In this way, Evan and the others now have a two-win and one-lose record, only one step away from victory and promotion.

As the winner, Lal did not show any joy, restored her silent expression, slowly walked down the ring, and then left from the entrance, as if she had gone to the lounge. No wonder, she was injured lightly.

And Leonard, as a loser, seemed happy, because he saw something happier than winning. Leonard followed Lar and slowly walked down the ring and came to Elvin and the others.

The opponent did not return to his own venue, but came to his side. What's going on? Elvin and the others felt strange.

"Thank you! Would you please support Lal like this in the future? It turned out that Leonard came to thank Elvin.

Evan then responded politely, "Lal is one of us and our companions. We will not give up on her. We will stand by her side and support her."

Is that right? Thank you so much." Leonard finally understood the knot in his heart for a long time.

"Bear Mr. Leonard, from the battle just now, it seems that you used the same swordsmanship, and listening to what you said, you two already know each other, and you are still her swordsman, right?" In fact, in the war just now, Elvin has always had such a problem in his mind.

Leonard did not have any reservations about Elvin and answered Elvin's question directly: "Yes, my encounter with her was 12 years ago, but we have only been together for a year."

Is that right? So that's it." Elvin heard about Lal for the first time.

"Presumably, Lar hasn't mentioned anything to you. She still always bears her past silently." Leonard also knows Lar's character.

Ewen also said directly, "Mr. Renard, you are right. We really don't know much about Lar's past."

"How to put it, maybe I should let you know the truth about something, which will help her." Leonard seems to have a lot to say.

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That was 12 years ago. At that time, I was just the captain of a self-police regiment in a small northern border town. At that time, I was also the responsibility of reviving the reputation of the family after the decline of the local aristocracy. Therefore, I practiced swordsmanship and the way of unifying the country since I was a child, but I suffered from the fact that no one appreciated it. So I can only be an anonymous captain.

At that time, due to Emperor Hiloken's policy of excluding the Ishbarians, there were often conflicts with the settlements of the Ishbars at the northern border. As a result, in such increasingly fierce contradictions, a large-scale resistance was destined to break out, and at that time, I was transferred to the army. , joined the rescue team of the wounded.

At that time, I led a self-police and followed a large force to a village of an Ishubar settlement. At that time, the repression was over, and the village head had almost been burned down, and it was difficult to see the living. But we didn't give up and searched for the kingdom soldiers who might still be alive.

In fact, we did rescue many of the injured buried in the house at that time, which made us very happy. Just then, my subordinates seemed to have found something under the ruins of a house and shouted at me beside me. So I walked over and followed what my subordinates pointed out. As a result, I saw the "corpses" of two Ishubal children. They were stacked together. The little boy below was no longer moving, while the little girl at the top was being pressed by the huge beam.

The subordinates asked anxiously, "Captain, what should I do? It seems to be alive."

I looked at the two Ishubal children, sighed and shook my head and said, "No, the bottom one is out of breath, and the upper one... looking at such a injury... can't be saved."

At that time, the little girl was not only heavily crushed by the beam, but also severely burned by the beam on her back. Even a strong man could not survive. What's more, such a child, although helpless, was really powerless.

Just as I was about to turn around and leave, suddenly my foot was pulled by something. I looked back and found that the little girl was holding my feet tightly with her hand and said in a very weak voice, "Please...help...me..."

It surprised me that there was such a will to survive. Looking at her clenched little hand, I also had Rex of the same age at that time, so I couldn't bear it and saved the little girl and transported it to the hospital.

Behind the battlefield stage, there are always countless wailings and grief. In the hospital, the wounded from all over the world crowded the place and were seriously full. In the face of the tide of wounded, the only few doctors were even busier.

At that time, I came to ask the doctor for help with the extremely weak little girl in my hand.

At that time, when the doctor saw that I asked to help the Ichibal child, he said helplessly to me, "No, now you also know the situation around you. Now there is a serious shortage of manpower. If you delay the treatment of others in order to save people from different ethnic groups, I'm afraid it will be difficult to overcome people's grievances."

I immediately retorted, "Doctor, how can this work? The other party is just a child. They are not at fault at all. Doctor's parents, can you bear to watch such a small life pass in front of your eyes?

The doctor was also very embarrassed, but he still couldn't save the little girl: "There's really nothing we can do now. Well, you can take some medicine and gauze aside and deal with it by yourself. If time permits, I will come back for treatment."

I understand that this is the greatest help, and I have to do so. Although I don't know much about medical skills, as a soldier, emergency response is still good. I simply dealt with the little girl's burn and bandaged her, but the situation was not very optimistic. The wound seemed to be infected, purulent and high fever. The little girl felt uncomfortable and had difficulty breathing.

Although I still wanted to continue to take care of the little girl at that time, it was a pity that the military order was there. Under the order, I had to be called out again. In this way, I left the little girl's side, and this time, I went there for three days.

Three days later, the war ended temporarily, dragging my tired body and mind. I rushed back to the hospital at the first time and was worried about the little girl. However, what I saw at that time was very unexpected. It used to lie in the position of the little girl, but now it is an injured kingdom soldier.

"Really, it seems that she still can't stand it..." I said sadly.

I was depressed and slowly walked out of the hospital. At this moment, the doctor at that time rushed out and stopped me: "Hey, sir, don't go. Your 'patient' is actually in other places."

"Really? Doctor, where is she now? Hearing this, I regained my spirit.

The doctor whispered, "I sent her to the warehouse. After all, the beds here are tight, and she is a foreign nation, so it's not convenient to stay there."

So, under the leadership of the doctor, I went to the warehouse and finally saw the little girl. At this time, although she was still haggard, her breathing was stable and should be fine.

The doctor said with emotion, "What a tenacious vitality. At that time, I could only check her situation the next day. I didn't expect that it was a miracle that I could still live under such an injury."

Miracle? When I first saw this little girl, I thought so.

"Thank you so much, doctor." After thanking him, the doctor left.

Then I silently stayed by and looked at the sleeping child. I don't know why I was in a very good mood, which made me feel that I really did the right one this time. But thinking that this little girl will be unfriendly in the future, I really worry about her future.

Time passed quickly, and it was getting late. I was about to leave. Just as I turned around and left, I felt someone pulling my clothes.

It turned out that the little girl woke up: "Please...don't leave... I... I don't want to...become...a person..."

When she woke up, she fell into a deep sleep again, but her hand holding my clothes did not let go. I didn't want to rush away, so I stayed again and didn't go back to the army to take care of her all night.

This little girl is really a miracle. After a few days, her body gradually recovered and she was able to get out of bed and walk around, and I also knew her name: Lar. However, as I expected, such a reality is indeed difficult for her to accept, so it is very sad and negative all day long.

With the complete end of the military operation, our self-police has also completed the recruitment task and can return home. The day of leaving came. I entrusted Lar to the kind doctor to help find a good family care for her in the future, and then I had to leave.

Before leaving, I didn't see Lal come to see me off. It seemed that she was unwilling to accept the reality of my departure. However, I guessed wrong. It turned out that Lal quietly sneaked into my motorcade and followed us back to my hometown. Although we were found by us halfway, we had to accept such a reality. Maybe it was better to let her leave such a sad place.

But with a good family, I am indeed not suitable for adopting an Ixbal child, so I sent Lal to the Star Church run by the local Star Temple to take care of her, and the loving Star Church will not be because of the other party. The ethnic origin is discriminatory and willing to take care of such helpless orphans, so Lal settled down.

The days passed day by day in plain. During this period, I also often went to visit Lar at the Star Church. Although there was still no smile on her face, in fact, I also knew that she was actually a good-hearted child. She just needed time to heal the pain in her heart.

One day, I still went to visit her as usual, but today, she did not appear to see me, but hid alone in the room.

Strangely, I asked the people of the Star Church, who told me that it turned out to be outside. Lal was bullied by those ruffians because she was an Ishubal.

It is no wonder that under the current world, not all people are friendly to the Ishubar people and know the reason of the matter, so I continued to knock on Lal's door and comfort her outside the door.

After a while, the door opened and Lal came out. She was not as sad as I thought. On the contrary, there was a very firm will in her eyes.

Lal's first sentence is: "Uncle, I want to learn your swordsmanship."

Although Lal's life is not in danger now, her weak body makes her weaker than ordinary people, not to mention practicing martial arts and swords. Vigorous exercise can even trigger her old troubles.

No matter what Ralph thought at that time, I refused at that time.

Lal also seemed to anticipate this situation, and all silently returned to the room and sat quietly in the corner of the room. In the following days, Lal was also such a lonely person in the room, not leaving the door, which made me and the people of the Star Church very worried.

Caring was chaotic. At that time, I couldn't bear to see that Lal was getting depressed. Finally, I agreed to her request and thought that although her body was very weak and not suitable for practicing martial arts, on the contrary, this might give her a chance to exercise, so that her body could be strong, but she could resist. She can control her own pain, and in turn, it can also make her have the ability to protect herself so that she will not be bullied again in the future. After all, she can't take care of her like this for a lifetime.

So, I began to teach from some simple foundations, once a week, step by step. However, Lal once again made me see a miracle. Every move I taught her can be understood immediately and quickly mastered. Every time I came here, I was surprised. Such a learning speed can only be described by the word genius. I just feel a little strange. She used to have the traditional boxing foundation of the Ishbar people, but her power is average. Why does she learn swords so well?

However, I didn't delve into it, because Lal's swordsmanship achievements made me feel very happy and made me proud. Unconsciously, I fell in love with this apprentice. As her master, I was very happy to teach her all my swordsmanship. I have worked even more on her than my son, as if I were carefully cultivating a mysterious flower, and I am looking forward to her blooming beautiful flowers.

In this way, my teaching lasted for nearly a year until that day. Just as I was practicing with Lar, Lar suddenly fell down and pressed her back, showing an extremely painful expression on her face.

I felt that things were not good. I was worried and wanted to check the condition of the wound on her back, but she forced herself to stand up and signaled that she was fine and could continue.

It's really a joke about her life. How can she continue to practice like this under such a situation? After my inspection, I found that the injury on her back had begun to worsen. No wonder she was in so painful just now.

I asked her why she did this, but she didn't say a word about it. Later, I asked the people of the Star Church and finally learned that during my absence, Lar has been practicing swords all the time. Day and night, her life has been almost filled with sword practice. Only then did I understand why the injury on Lar's back became so serious. I also understand that there is no so-called genius in this world. Perhaps it should be said that geniuses are created by their own efforts than ordinary people.

Such a serious extent is definitely not a matter of a day or two. Renard understands that Lar's temper must be in a place where no one is, silently patient, and will not ask others for help.

If it goes on like this, she will be out of control. I strictly warned Lar, but this time, her attitude towards me was very resolute and desperately asked me to continue to teach her swordsmanship.

This was the first time she resisted me so strongly. At that time, I even felt a huge sense of hatred from her excited eyes. I finally understood why she was so persistent to learn my swordsmanship, because compared with the traditional boxing skills of the Ishubals, sword is a better tool to kill. She has always been filled with the hatred of the past. I was really ashamed that I could not see it at all before.

At this point, under the condition that the exhortation was ineffective, I left her and stopped teaching her swordsmanship. However, I have taught her all my swordsmanship, and she can still practice swords by herself every day. During this period, I secretly learned about the current situation of Lal from the People of the Star Church, which made me feel very sad and regretful. However, I have no choice but to accept the established facts.

Soon after, I received a good news that I had been waiting for. Lord Kimberley of Calad City in the south appreciated my ability and invited me to join. This is a very happy thing for me to have the opportunity to regain my family's reputation. So I accepted it and was ready to move away from here.

Before I left, I still couldn't trust her, so I planned to say goodbye to her.

However, what was waiting for me there was not a reluctant scene, but a furious Lal.

"Why? Why do you want to be the lackey of the kingdom?

It turned out that Lal had heard the news. At that time, I was speechless in the face of her question, because it was meaningless to answer anything.

Lal pointed the wooden sword at me: "If I defeat you, won't you go?"

I didn't answer yes or give a no.

After that, Lal attacked... The result soon appeared, and Lal failed.

What a sad farewell. With regret, my family still left my hometown, which also made Lar and her body and heart farther and farther apart.

Later, in Karad City, I was reused and slowly promoted to the status of commander of the current lord's army. Although my career is smooth, I still care about Lar in my hometown.

Later, during a visit from my hometown, I learned that the second year after I moved out, Lar left alone without leaving any words. Since then, I have completely lost her news until now.

......

And the reason why I just saw her insisting on fighting against me seems to be to challenge me again, for the question of that year: whether I will leave the army if I defeat me.

As a result, this time, she did it.