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“But even so, I’ve lived like this for twenty years, and it’s long lost its meaning…” Tang Ke raised his head, looking desolate, and said, “At this time, someone told me: If a person has no ambition, what’s the difference between him and a salted fish?”
A person… Lak’s heart clenched, and his first instinct was to ask:
"The person you're talking about wouldn't be..."
"I finally understand that the value of life is something you give yourself." Tang Keli ignored Lark, completely absorbed in his own world, and suddenly smiled wistfully.
"It was around that time that person led me to do something truly amazing."
"After doing that, my soul felt elevated. I realized that a person could do such a noble and pure good deed."
Lach's eyes widened slightly in surprise; there was something so powerful that it could affect the Duke's second son.
Recalling the major events that had occurred in the capital during that period, he had some guesses:
"Could it be that you also participated in the decapitation operation that destroyed the human trafficking base in the capital?"
Tang Ke shook his head.
"Then... could it be the internal strife in the capital after repelling Hearst's rebel army?!" Lak's eyes grew increasingly serious; that was an event he himself hadn't dared to get involved in back then.
Tang shook his head again.
“I know, you must have participated in the great relief operation of the Holy Church during the worst of the famine that year…” Lak said again.
Tang Ke's brains were almost completely mixed up.
“You’re wrong about everything,” Tang Ke scoffed. “What that person taught me to do was a hundred times more noble and great than those things.”
"That is?"
Lak's heart skipped a beat, and he became alert.
Could it be that "that person" did something earth-shattering in a place unseen by me?
Tang Ke touched his nose, somewhat embarrassed.
"He took me with him and helped an elderly woman from the streets."
—Are you kidding me?!
With a loud "pop," several cracks appeared on Lark's glasses! Combined with Lark's expression, it completely shattered!
"Damn it, Lark! I can't take it anymore!!! Let me out, I'm going to tear this kid to pieces and do a great service for his father!!!" Darkness roared in his heart, veins bulging.
You think you're so great just because you helped an old lady cross the street?! You think you're some kind of saint just because you helped her once? What if you helped her ten or twenty times? Were you going to ascend to heaven on the spot?!
A frenzied killing intent surged within him.
Lark could feel the "dark" temper rising within him, almost wanting to burst out and devour Tom in front of him.
"Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive!"
Lak, his face contorted with pain, tried his best to reassure himself, struggling to suppress the dark power that was about to surge out of his body...
He glared fiercely at Tang Ke with a look of deep resentment.
You little brat... you almost did something truly earth-shattering just now, risking your life to expose the dark true nature of the Demon Tower's chief, Lak—
“Chief Lark, don’t forget.” At this moment, Tom finally offered an explanation.
Tom patted his chest: "I am the 'son of Duke Moss,' a man who once ate fine food and wore expensive clothes. Would I treat those lowly commoners the same as everyone else?"
"In my eyes, the status of ordinary people is like that of ants. Would you help an ant cross the road?"
Hmm...that seems to make sense?
But it feels like I've heard it somewhere before.
Lark's face froze for a moment before he subconsciously replied:
"will not."
"See!" Tang Ke immediately shrugged. "Now you understand how great it was that person to take me to do, right? Before this, I simply couldn't imagine it!"
"Heh, heh heh." Lak twitched his lips, unable to speak.
"By the way, who is the person you're talking about...?"
"Of course it's the most noble hero, Mino! Mino Lake!" Tang said with longing.
Snapped!
Lak removed the magic glasses from his eye sockets and crushed them to pieces.
"Mino, thank you so much...!!!" Lark gritted his teeth and squeezed out the words.
You, a dignified hero, have nothing better to do than take a duke's second son to help an old lady cross the street? Have you lost your mind?! And with a priest witnessing this, is that old lady going to have her kingdom's chronicles written down?! That old lady could be a goddess, for crying out loud!!!
“I’ve always wanted to thank him too.” Tang Ke nodded, then added with some regret, “Unfortunately, Mino is already… And that’s precisely why I want to carry on his legacy.”
A hint of resentment appeared on Tang Ke's face: "I changed after that. I decided to fight for a better and more comfortable living environment for the common people of the capital and even the entire kingdom."
"Therefore, I kept persuading my father to donate all the money and vacant houses in the house to the poor people."
"He must be out of his mind to agree to your idiot's suggestion..." Lak thought to himself.
"He called me stupid and almost kicked me out of the house."
“What’s even worse is that just because I’m the Duke of Moss’s son, even when I go out to do good deeds, I’m seen as having ulterior motives. Once… I even scared a little girl from an orphanage away crying and yelling at me, ‘Don’t come any closer, you’ll get pregnant!’”
Tang Ke raised his head, his tiger-like eyes filled with tears.
"Do you know what? That's the trauma I've carried for the rest of my life!!!"
"Well done, little girl!!" Lak clenched his fist inwardly.
"So I've decided that once I have enough power, I will break free from the influence of my father and my family of origin! I will become the most famous philanthropist in the entire kingdom!!!"
In the sunlight, Tang Ke's figure appeared exceptionally imposing.
Lark gave Tom a deep look. Putting aside the cause, the process, and the result, to be honest, it was pretty exciting... my ass!
You are a disgrace to textbook villains!
"Phew, I feel like I've said a bit too much today." Tang wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and smiled at Lark: "This is the first time I've met an elder I can confide in and trust. Mr. Lark, you'll support me, won't you?"
Lak wiped his face hard, took a deep breath, and slowly uttered a single word.
"roll."
"what?"
Lak held up one finger.
"Now, get out of my sight, quick as you can."
Chapter 38 Another Minotaur II?
"why is it like this……"
Tang Ke froze, like an innocent girl whose feelings had been deceived, and murmured softly:
"What happened to your promise to understand me? What happened to helping the old lady cross the street together? Was it all a lie?"
"I can't tell, I really can't tell..."
He walked away in a distant place, looking utterly lost.
Lark watched Tom's retreating figure and spat out a mouthful of saliva almost imperceptibly.
Despicable!!!
His figure disappeared into the shade of the trees in the distance.
Under the shade of the tree, after walking for a long time, Tang Ke suddenly raised his head again, as if he had realized something: "I understand, Chief Lak is telling me to focus on the hero awakening ceremony in front of me... He's reminding me!"
"Once I become a hero, I can raise my arm and have countless people in the kingdom become my solid shield. At that time, I can carry forward my ideals, and the world will gather to respond, bringing provisions and following me!"
Tang Ke's eyes burned fiercely, as if a spark had been ignited.
He tilted his head back, feeling incredibly refreshed: "I've already come up with a slogan:"
"Are princes and nobles born with a special destiny?"
If Mino were next to Tonk at this moment, she might have already said, "Young man, your idea is dangerous."
Meanwhile, the kingdom's guiding star, Ang Lac, the chief of the Round Tower, after thoroughly investigating the hero candidate Tangk, presciently nipped this greatest crisis, which nearly caused turmoil in the kingdom and sparked a brutal war, in the bud...
"Chief Lark."
Erwin came to Lark's side, looked at Tomk's back, and sighed: "Tomk is qualified as a candidate for hero, but sometimes his ideas are really too troublesome, and he is a bit stubborn."
“I’m really worried. If he becomes a hero… the first thing he might do is kill Duke Moss,” Erwin said, half-jokingly and half-worriedly.
Lark twitched his face; in a sense, this might be a way to break free from his family of origin.
Not wanting to get involved in that conversation any further, he looked behind Erwin and asked, "Is this one also a problem child from the training camp?"
When Erwin arrived this time, he was accompanied by a blond-haired hero candidate.
He stood refreshed in the sunlight, and when he saw Lark looking at him, he politely stepped forward and gave him a warm smile.
"Quite the opposite," Erwin explained.
"Dane is the most outstanding candidate for hero in the training camp. Although he is still a bit young, in private, the knights and I believe that Dane is the most likely to be favored by the goddess."
Although he spoke very cryptically, Erwin was undoubtedly implying that Dane was very likely to be the next hero in the ritual.
Dane stepped forward with a gentle smile and extended his right hand to Lark:
“Chief Lark, it’s a pleasure to meet you. My name is Dane. Dane Brando.”
Erwin continued, "Dain's parents are both commoners, but the talent that Dain has shown is no less than that of Lord Mino. In fact, several dukes in the kingdom have expressed interest in taking Mr. Dain as their godson."
Born into a commoner family, possessing exceptional talent, and working incredibly hard... he's a textbook example of a hero.
Lark glanced at Dane from head to toe.
The other person's speech and expression gave people a feeling of being bathed in a spring breeze. His golden hair moved with the wind, and the smile on his face was sacred and radiant. At first glance, he was an excellent person with a pure and flawless heart.
"Chief Lark, you two talk first." Elvin glanced at the time and said apologetically, "After breakfast, it will be time for the ceremony. All the nobles will be there... I need to maintain order."
"If you need a meal, you can meet the other hero candidates at the canteen on the west side of the camp."
Lak nodded reservedly.