civilwarnovels Chapter 473 The Inn
Chapter 473 The Inn
Chapter 473 The Inn
How long?
It's been over twenty years, I can't quite remember.
Aaron only remembered that Henry came to the library when Miss Brianna died.
Now, Henry is dead too.
Twenty-odd years is not a long time for Aaron.
In fact, throughout his long life, life was always mundane and uninteresting.
The existence of those borrowers certainly added a lot of color to his life.
Therefore, he still vividly remembers every moment he spent with Miss Brianna.
In fact, as the first borrower Aaron came into contact with, he harbored a strong curiosity about Brianna.
Of course, as was his habit, he also examined the other party with an equal eye.
But Brianna never lived in a library.
She lives in a town near the library, attending classes during the day and returning home in the evening.
Unlike Anne, Brianna rarely confided in Aaron.
Of course, sometimes he will say things that sound profound.
If Anne had said those things, Aaron would have thought it was just teenage angst.
But Brianna was far more mature than Anne of the same age; or rather, she knew what she had to do and approached her goal with a strong conviction.
However, precisely because of this, Aaron cannot say that he knows Brianna very well.
Although he could guess Brianna's feelings for him.
Although that was after Brianna's death.
Despite the mocking laughter of the person in the mirror.
But Aaron really didn't know this woman well.
However, Aaron still clearly remembered Brianna's appearance.
How could he not remember that the cunning Miss Brianna had given Aaron a portrait?
That was the way Aaron knew Brianna best.
Before she died, Miss Brianna cast a curse on Aaron.
He couldn't stop it, just as no one could stop the curse he unleashed.
Aaron didn't fully understand how the curse worked, since according to the description in that forbidden book, this situation shouldn't have happened.
Miss Brianna is dead; Aaron witnessed it firsthand.
Miss Brianna was still alive, and news of her death reached Aaron's ears time and time again.
And her abilities seem to be constantly influencing the entire world.
But what kind of tear curse did she cast on Aaron?
Aaron couldn't figure it out.
However, this curse is already very fragile and seems to be about to dissipate.
It accompanied Aaron for twenty years, just as Brianna had.
Right now, Aaron should be able to easily figure out the secret message behind the curse.
However, Aaron did not do so for a long time.
Assume ————
Even if the possibility is very low.
Brianna is indeed still alive, and Aaron wants to hear her explanation herself.
That wretched Miss Brianna! Her understanding of forbidden books is far more thorough than that of Abrams, the librarian!
Yes, he wanted to humbly ask Brianna for advice.
Could the curse grant her eternal life from Aaron?
If that's the case, Aaron hopes Miss Brianna will succeed.
But what were Aaron's own feelings as he looked forward to it?
Aaron was also confused, or rather, conflicted.
Perhaps we will have to meet Miss Brianna to find out.
Aaron — no, this doll.
They were riding in a horse-drawn carriage, traveling along this eternal avenue.
This is the road Miss Brianna built, just to bring Aaron to see her.
Right now, Aaron is driving on this main road.
The road remains wide and flat, giving a glimpse into just how much money the Lorraine family invested in it.
"Hmph, she really is a rich woman," Aaron said with a smile, shaking his head.
But his smile quickly faded.
Right now, the Lorraine Plains seem to be on the verge of war.
This is a matter for the Lorraine family, and no one has asked Aaron for help.
Logically speaking, he shouldn't have interfered.
He was merely a witness, and this time, he should be the one to do so.
Aaron was just passing through on his way to Griffith Plains in search of obsidian.
How will the war unfold, and what will become of the Lorraine family?
Aaron should only witness, not interfere.
He must maintain a calm and composed mindset.
That's right, only in this way can we avoid desecrating the bond with all the borrowers.
Through the small window at the front of the carriage, Aaron saw the coachman light the portable stove.
The driver warmed his hands, which were red from the cold, by placing them on the stove.
Heading north, the climate becomes increasingly cold.
Yesterday, Aaron saw a heavy snowfall, which slowed down the carriage.
The driver reassured Aaron that this wasn't too far north, and the snow wouldn't last for too long.
He's right, look, the snow has been cleared now.
But it was already late.
The cold winter nights were unbearable, and the next time the driver approached an inn, he would always choose to spend the night there.
Aaron could understand that the doll-like body did not need to hibernate and was not afraid of the cold, but the coachman was a mortal.
Inns along the way are generally fraught with danger.
Without the protection of noble armies, this place is a prime target for bandits.
But robbers usually only rob guests, not shop owners, so they can get the next fare.
This is why many shop owners collude with robbers.
In short, you must be extra careful when settling down here.
There were no entertainers among the guests today, so Aaron couldn't hear the program.
However, people coming from all directions allow Aaron to hear a lot of information.
What he is most concerned about right now is the war on the plains.
"That's fertile land," someone said, roused by Aaron's question, "which is why it's surrounded by wolves."
"Nobles are like weasels, greedy and despicable, only interested in stealing a chicken."
"But the Lorraine family isn't good people either. Those women, for their own benefit, often make life miserable for the people in the surrounding territories."
"The Lord is just, and all their unrighteous deeds will be judged sooner or later."
"There are quite a few people involved in this war. The Stone family of the mountains, the Capello family of the forest, the Griffith family of the grasslands, the Villa family of the wetlands, and so on, have all sent troops and vassals to participate in the war."
"Oh! Don't forget the royal family! The Sinclair family are the most greedy maggots on this continent."
"There are also many more minor nobles. The nobles of the lake have been putting up with the Lorraine family for a long time. I heard that their flags have been seen in a corner of this war. They have come from several territories, covering a distance of several hundred leagues."
"The Lorraine family's fate is sealed. It seems this is the end of Golden Wheat Plains."
"I came from the north. News of the Allied forces' triumphant return has been spreading far and wide. Harvest Fort may have already fallen by now."
"Your intelligence is outdated. I've heard that the allied forces suffered heavy losses at the hands of the Plains Army. Although the allied forces are numerous, they are disorganized. In the past, the royal family was in charge, but now even the Sinclair family is preoccupied with their own problems. The Sleeping King, who seems to be alive but not dead, is plunging the kingdom into chaos—"
"Wait? Sleeping King? Isn't Claude the current king?"
"He's been dead for over ten years —"