Angels Who Do Not Want to Overthrow Gods Are Not Good Angels

(This is one of the most smoothly written stories for OC in the later stages of a scam-like setting. I copied and pasted it because I was too lazy to write an introduction) ——————————The following text—————————— "In the 562nd year of the founding of the People's Republic of China, on December 27, it snowed "The weather has become colder recently, and my traveling direction has changed from east to south. "The cold wave came suddenly. I didn't bring enough clothing to withstand the severe cold in the north on this trip. It would be inconvenient to buy more along the way. "Since King Harris XVII promulgated the new regulations, almost all banks, large and small, have suffered a round of disaster. The new regulations stipulate that the wealth stored in banks not only needs to have a clear source, but also adds a series of complicated and strict examinations for deposits and withdrawals. "However, I believe that sooner or later a business will be born to help money that cannot pass these checks be deposited legally in banks. After all, it is not difficult to see that this will be a considerable fortune. "Humans are a race that is good at exploiting loopholes. I also believe that no one will refute what I say. "It's really the biggest regret of this trip that I didn't bring more jewelry with me. "Fortunately, there are always a few fish that get out of the holes in the iron net of order, and they become precious tolls for me, a poor, poor, ordinary, passing traveler. "This is also thanks to Fred Harris and his subjects who did not ask for the criminal's bounty to be sent to the bank. Obviously, the villains attacked the criminals, either for the high bounty or to retaliate against each other by reporting each other. The ultimate beneficiary was to save the government departments with a large number of manpower to hunt down the wanted criminals. "Thank you to the fish who are happy to do these things and make a huge contribution to the bounty. "Let's talk about this trip. "I am going to the port city of Heinrich in the south. It is said that my great, great, great... Grandfather drifted here after being attacked by the sea. At that time, it was only a small city with a slightly more developed economy, and was rescued by Lynn Harris. "Of course, the legendary story of two down-and-out families regaining their glory begins here, making this city 'full of epic stories'. "'No, no, that is epic. The seeds of Emperor Lynn Harris and Duke Ulysses Cavendish overthrowing the tyranny of the former Nora Empire 573 years ago were born here. ' "I listened to the young man I met during my travels who claimed to be from Heinrich passionately promoting his hometown. It was not difficult to hear his enthusiasm and admiration from the two names he repeated in full with the emphasis added deliberately. "When I asked this gray-eyed young man named Yuri what his ideals were, he proudly stated that he wanted to follow in the footsteps of the great Ulysses and become a glorious 'Guardian Knight'. "I reminded him that 'Great Ulysses' became the 'Knight Commander of Holy Glory' in just three years before the uprising, which was nine levels different from the 'Guardian Knight'. "Yuri bowed his head shyly and smiled, saying that everything must start from the bottom. "I have been thinking about this sentence for a long time. "It seems that compared to a noble like me who was born at a height that ordinary people can't reach, or an alien like me who has reached a height that ordinary people can't look up to through the repair of fate and the law of causality. The ideals he has and the process of approaching the pursuit step by step make him more like a real 'person' than me. "What about me? I thought about it and couldn't find anything in the past time. I lost my pursuit, the meaning of existence, my self-awareness and my trust in everything. "Everything is false. I told myself. "'Mr. Ronzel, is there anything you are pursuing?" Yuri asked me on the Heinrich train. "'Of course. ' William Ronzel replied without hesitation, 'I am on a journey to find the most beautiful scenery. ' "Perhaps Mr. Ronzel, who wears half-rimmed glasses and a black trench coat, is delicate and somewhat scholarly, doesn't look like a traveler, but in a sense he is indeed a traveler. "... "The train passed through the tunnel of the Darodaz Mountains and drove into the largest hilly area in the north-south transition zone in the shortest distance. After crossing the Darodaz Mountains, the temperature increased significantly, and when it reached the Trian Plain, the last breath of winter disappeared. "The snow in Melode is indeed nostalgic. "The promises made to those children last winter were nowhere to be fulfilled. Presumably they will not blame the 'dead' teacher Raphael, and they probably do not need to place their hope in the new pan-magic teacher. "While I was spreading my thoughts and imagining how Lemo College would look like covered with snow in winter, Yuli was talking endlessly about Heinrich's glorious past. "He probably never thought that the traveler named 'Lonzel' in front of him was the great, great, great... Grandson of one of the protagonists of the 'epic'. "It's not very interesting to hear him talk about the history that is mostly exaggerated and the story is far more realistic than the truth. "What 'Lynn Harris used his unparalleled planning to capture the twelve city-states of Conrad in one fell swoop', 'Ulysses Cavendish single-handedly resisted the legions of the Northern Empire and intimidated several countries'... "I noticed that he was very insistent on repeating the names of those two people completely, as if saying their names was an honor in itself. I wonder if he would be willing to tell the full name of William Natalie Raphael Cavendish Ronzel every time, which would add a lot of words to his story. "Okay, the train is about to turn off the lights, and my journey will reach the stop early tomorrow morning. Maybe my final choice to change the route is not because of the change in bank policy, maybe I just want to see the sea again. "Let's stop writing here, good night, Mr. Ronzel. " Raphael put away the notebook with dark blue cover and the absorbent pen with complex patterns engraved on it, and cast his gaze into the dark night. The mountains outside the car window stand silently like blue-black giants. The era of magic industry started by Hood Wayne two hundred years ago has created one miracle after another of the combination of steel and magic. The train that moves silently in the night is one of its fruits. Raphael admired from the bottom of his heart the great changes that had taken place in more than three hundred years, and the things that had not changed at all in the past three hundred years. For example, the cold wave that made it impossible to cross the Darodaz Mountains, the history that is still being praised by people, and her confusion. Raphael glanced at Yuli Duarte, who was leaning against the car window and was sleeping soundly, and calmed down the restlessness in his dream. The young man's frown gradually relaxed. She doesn't need to sleep, and she doesn't want to. Those roars filled with another will will occupy the dreamland, making it difficult for her to wake up, making her loosen the cover of her own aura and power, and increase the possibility of attracting the attention of angels. She opened her eyes and sat quietly in the darkness for a long time. "This was a willful exodus, Springhall, and it was my choice. " Raphael twitched the corners of his mouth and quickly smoothed them away. "Let me go alone to find the truth of the world, and then I will convince myself with the sights I see and the sounds I hear. Let me believe that all this is not false. Programs, codes, terminals, data, these incomprehensible words originating from Sylvie's will will no longer be able to influence everyone's words and deeds. Let me know, me, us, them," Raphael closed his eyes and opened his mouth silently, "It's all true. " There was already a glimmer of light behind the mountains, and the tail of the Harensel Mountains gradually merged into the plains. Is the sun about to rise real? Raphael suddenly had such doubts in his heart. After being stunned for a moment, she let out a low sigh. "Can't the power of healing cure cognitive collapse? Maybe I should go find a church and talk to the priest or bishop. Well, maybe I will be frightened and arrested before the church court for blasphemy..." In the faint morning light, the lonely traveler who has lost his direction but is determined is mumbling to himself. In this way, he establishes his understanding of objective laws and logic and stabilizes his random thoughts. The first ray of sunlight shines through the car window and shines on his silver-white hair, reflecting a golden glow. ————————End of text—————————— (This is an article that was coded on a whim while a quasi-senior high school student was recuperating at home due to illness. I don't know where it will be coded) Purpose: The confused person's journey to pursue "truth"