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Tearmoon Empire Story - Chapter 212

Published at 22nd of October 2021 09:39:55 AM


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Count the remaining days of life.

Nothing, I'm not invaded by some kind of dying conundrum. The old man thinks, however, that so many times are not left behind for himself when he is old.

Even assuming the name of a wise man, he could not think of foolish things such as himself living forever.

A person's life, at best, does not reach a hundred years.

I don't think there will be ten or many twenty years left for me.

More and more times I looked at death and put my thoughts into my own life.

First of all, it could be said that it was a happy life.

If there's something like a seasonal shift in my life, I'm definitely in the winter months.

A season beyond the talented springtime, past a glorious and arduous summer, ahead of us to finish a full and fruitful fall.

Cold dead leaf season, now it is also time to prepare for the arrival of a new spring.

I studied and learned what I wanted to know, to the point where I remained my own desire, and took to various places on the continent.

Winter after a full spring, summer, autumn… I continued to give without sparing my own wisdom so that many young people could have a full spring.

We were blessed to meet and were able to send many good disciples out to the world.

As such, the winter season plugged in at the end and more and more thought was being given to how to use the little time left... such a fold, I learned that my beloved apprentice Ludwig was looking for himself.

Ludwig, an important apprentice on hand salt, was a talented young man.

A young man with sharp analytical skills and extremely rational and rational thinking… I was secretly looking forward to seeing what he was going to use his talent for in the future.

That he now serves the Imperial Empress.

Honestly, it seemed like a stupid story.

As far as the old man knew, things like nobility and royalty were all arrogant and stupid. Young people squander their superior talents under such... We cannot overlook such foolishness.

The old man felt like he'd found it when he was captured by those thoughts.

My... how to use my remaining life.

The Tribute exam is not for the "wandering sage" to measure the princess Meer.

It was meant to make Ludwig, his disciple, measure the nature of the Empire's wisdom.

If this disrespect is such as to kill in a high spirited manner, it is less than mediocre.

It becomes clear that Royal Mia is not worthy of Ludwig's service.

But if I had listened to Ludwig's prophecy and visited this place three times, no matter what the shape......, it could at least be said to have the flexibility to listen to his subordinates' counsel and to have the tolerance to forgive them for their disrespect.

It is a test with its own life......

of the old man who believed that was his last duty...... a haunting to his dear apprentice.

That was supposed to happen......

"Oh my God..."

The wandering sage gazed stunnedly at Meer as he stood before the tabernacle.

By the way, this old man, currently, was not in the tabernacle, but climbing the woodland tree behind it and watching about Meers from there.

... He is a healthy grandfather. I'm going to live another thirty years or so.

"- I did say to Ludwig that I would try it with the thanks of a third hand..., but I didn't expect you to stay, you know, standing and waiting... Did Ludwig tell His Highness Meer...?

He tilted his neck small.

"No, even if I was asking about the thank-you for the third hand, that wait... Not to sit down, not to chat with my men..., just to see me, I didn't know you would wait..."

The old man narrowed his eyes gently.

Many people misunderstand, but time is more than just time.

If that belongs to the Imperial Empress, all the more so.

Every second of it is no exaggeration to say that it has a value of gold.

"Nevertheless... Her Royal Highness is“ just wait ”..."

If, hypothetically, Meer waited while reading the book, she would have spent half of her time "waiting" and half of it "reading the book".

But... Meer is just waiting. It's just that meeting a wandering sage... that's why I'm spending my time on it.

It was then.

To the lid, the old man felt like he had eyes on Meer at the end of his stare.

"... I have been staring at this tree for a while now. I mean, when you're aware of my existence... you mean that!

...... I have to.

Anyway, this old man is wearing so-called camouflaged clothing with leaves stuck all over his body to sneak in and observe. He climbs the tree as he clothes it, and looks at Meers from above.

In the woods there are clothes suitable for the woods - clothes that blend into the woods. It could be said that a person who speaks such a theory deserves an outfit......

... is a delightful grandfather.

Whether, therefore, Meer or Dion, or the skilled hunters of the Loulou tribe, there is no way they can be seen at this distance.

It's called "I've got eyes on the stage actress!" It was the same level of illusion as making noise.

A man called the sage of wandering, who was busy.

"... I see, brilliant, Ludwig. I was the one who misjudged. Heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh heh."

… at all.

"I can't thank you enough... I don't know what else to do. The winter season is not over yet. Heh heh, but at the end of my life, I had no idea that I would follow the life of the Emperor Empress. I don't know. Life is...... But that's why it's funny..."

The old man laughed. The grin was somewhere vibrant and joyful.

By the way... Meer was wasting an entirely indispensable amount of time counting the leaves of the forest...

At last, the wandering sage did not know that fact.




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