Chapter 19 Future

"Acardo, how are you feeling since yesterday afternoon?" Vera said with a smile.

"Not bad. Your carriage is very comfortable. I haven't slept so comfortably for a long time since I met you." Nangong Ao stretched out and said gratefully.

In a blink of an eye, Nangong Ao and Villa's family have been on the same road for more than half a month. They bypassed the Bello Mountains and approached the province of Bello in the south.

"Would you like some breakfast? We have bread." Vera invited.

"You only eat this bread?" Looking at the unquenched bonfire, Arcado turned around and asked.

"What else do you want to eat in this wilderness?" Vera smiled and said that he had actually eaten bread for dozens of days and was a little unhappy.

"Wait, don't eat first." After saying that, Nangong Ao ran to the side of the road, looked up and looked for it. After a while, he shouted happily and began to climb the tree.

Vera looked at it from afar. For him at the age of 25, climbing the tree was already a distant memory.

After a while, Arcado came back with a few bird eggs, wrapped in his dirty coat, came to Vera, reached out and said, "Give me some pieces of bread, and I'll make you delicious food you haven't eaten before.

When Vera heard that she continued to eat bread, Vera lost most of her interest, but she still handed the bread to Nangong Ao.

Confusedly, he watched Nangong Ao break the bird's egg, spread the egg white on the bread, then pulled out his sharp branch from the back of the carriage, skewered the wet bread slices on it, and baked it on the unextinged bonfire.

Nangong Ao's tossing around made the dull bodyguard and Viscount Bruce also surround him. After a while, a seductive wheat fragrance came out. Nangong Ao looked back at several people who swallowed and asked, "Is there any sugar?"

"Yes!" Vera quickly found white sugar from a small box on the carriage, which was a box containing salt and other seasonings. Because there was no container, the whole box was handed to Nangong Ao.

Nan Gong Ao rubbed his hand on the sleeves of the slightly cleaner clothes, then looked at the clean hands with satisfaction, sprinkled the sugar on the baked bread, and gave the baked yellow bread to the bodyguard, the viscount, and Vera, who looked at him with a smile.

Looking at the three devouring guys, Nangong Ao suddenly had an illusion that the people in front of him were more intimate than his relatives. This has to be said to be his own sadness.

"It's delicious. I haven't eaten such a delicious thing in the holy city." Vera said flatteringly.

"You're hungry, son. In fact, although this thing is good, it's definitely not as good as the lobster in the Northern County Province." The viscount tried his best to maintain his eating appearance.

"If you don't like it, I can eat more." Vera puffed her cheeks, stuffed the whole piece of toast into it, and said to her father.

"How dare you grab food from your father? Ah?" The viscount was obviously unwilling to give up his bread. He protected the bread in his left hand with his right hand and pretended to be angry.

In the middle of the fight, everyone finished breakfast.

Looking at Nangong Ao inserting the sharp branch back into the gap behind the carriage, Vera came over and asked, "Isn't that your self-defense guy?"

"Yes, Vera, what's wrong?" Nangong asked with a smile.

"Then how did you think of baking bread with it?" Vera asked curiously.

"For a good life, you have to learn to cast a sword as a plow," Nangong replied with a smile, turned to the carriage and sat in his seat.

"Cast the sword for the plow, cast the sword for the plow?" As she said, Vera's eyes suddenly lit up, followed her into the carriage, sat opposite Nangong Ao, looked at Nangong Ao and said, "What you just said about casting a sword as a plow is really philosophical!"

"Ha ha, but what I'm going to do now is to cast a plow as a sword!" Nangong Ao looked firmly at Vera opposite.

"Cast a plow as a sword, cast a sword as a plow, Arcado, you must be a visionary politician in the future." Vera smiled and said, "You know, my ideal is to be a great politician and serve the country with what I have learned all my life, but you don't know, I'm disappointed with the current sacred empire, which has been destroyed by a group of moths and is hopeless."

"Politician? No, no, no, I don't have the energy to do that. You also have to look higher and further. The country is not the object of your loyalty. It is the people you want to be loyal to. Nangong Ao said softly.

This made the viscount's eyes lit up and looked at the young man in front of him carefully, and Vera repeated Nangong Ao's words in shock.

"You said that politicians should be loyal to the people, but now, the people hate the bureaucrats of the empire." Vera said that he was interested in politics, but he was a little un determined because of this rotten empire, so he returned to his hometown in the south with his father. He didn't expect that the young boy he met on the road could make such a profound summary so keenly.

"The people are the most precious, the country is the second, and the king is the light." Nangong Ao made a slight change in order to make Vera understand this sentence in front of him.

"Well said, if the clergy in power could realize this sentence, then the sacred empire would be ten times stronger than it is now." Vera looked at Nangong with new eyes, and he even felt that the boy was worth following him all his life.

Nang Gong Ao looked at the retreating scenery outside the car window and did not say anything.

"Do you think I choose to be an official in the Eternal Night Empire or the Holy Empire now?" Vera looked at Nangong Ao and said, "I privately feel that in the near future, the world will be in turmoil. I want to choose a force that can assist me to realize my ideals." The old viscount tried to interrupt his son Vera several times, but failed. After all, if these words were known by the Holy See, they were enough to go to thousands of gallows.

"Hahahaha." Nangong Ao looked at the viscount's appearance and laughed and said, "In this carriage, it's not up to the sky, and it's not grounded. You don't have to be so nervous. I just want to report you, but there is no evidence." Then he looked at Vera and said, "Since you asked me, I will tell you that the Holy Empire and the Eternal Night Empire are not worthy of your loyalty. If you want to change this rotten world, wait for me for five years. Five years later, you can come to me in the south. If I can give you what you want at that time, you can stay and help me. If I fail, then You can kill me and be loyal to the forces you want to assist.

Viscount and Vera looked at the young man in front of them in surprise and thought: He is only 15 years old. How did he have so much courage to break out of his own world in this world?

"What?" Nangong Ao looked at the palm of his right hand and did not look up: "Don't you want to give me this opportunity?"

"Good!" Vera laughed and said, "Since you are so confident that you want to make a breakthrough by yourself, can you tell me what you plan to do?"

"That's my business." Nangong Ao did not look up and said quietly, "It's my business how to prepare, and all you need to do is trust, chase my footsteps, and follow me to change the world!" Can you do it?"

"It's really exciting to meet you. OK, I'll wait for you for five years. How can I find you in five years?" Vera is not a twisted man, and asked with a smile.

"Go to the south, if my name has not been recited five years later, then you don't have to come to me." Nangong Ao said confidently, "My name is so strange that I need to change an easy-to-remember name. Well, I will call this new name in the future - Rudolph Arcado." From today, I want to be a new life! Nangong Ao thought to himself.

Rudolph Arcado? Haha, it sounds much better than Nangong Ao. Vera smiled and said that his father seemed to be asleep, squinting and silent.

"I will make Rudolph's name known to everyone in three years at the latest!" Nangong Ao, oh no, now Arcado said.

Three days later, the gods were created in 36175, and in the summer of 1570, June 29. Arcado said goodbye to Vera and continued south.