While Rob was playing his game of getting stronger every day, Narcissa and her party were recalling the encounter during the day. Rob was like a meteorite that broke through the sky and fell nearby, bringing them shock, fear, and light. "Is this probably the Holy Light Candle that has been making a lot of noise recently?" Turgon glanced at Narcissa, threw the firewood in his hand into the campfire, and nodded: "Most likely. Apart from the Holy Light Candle, I can't think of any other sacred things that have such a cost-effective anti-evil effect." "It seems that Mr. Kal El is really a big shot." The Glorfindel family is an old noble family in the empire, but at present, they have only won the second round of the Holy Light Candle. And this is the result of striving hard, even including this dispatch of troops. It must be said that although the essence is not much different, the relationship between the land nobles is much more complicated than the relationship between the mountain kings. After all, bandits come and go, and few can exist for a long time, while it is not uncommon for nobles to be passed down for hundreds of years. With the blessing of time, the relationship is intertwined. Therefore, Narcissa and her party were able to get involved in the Kennan Town incident at this point in time. The intricacies behind it, the PY transactions, can't be finished talking about all night.
If you want to explain it clearly, you must explain the past and present of each family, including the relationship with the feudal lord and even between each other. This is also the reason why Robo never talked about this topic from beginning to end. If you don't want to get involved, don't ask at all. Because everyone has their own perspective. It sounds quite true. As for how many lies and misunderstandings there are here, even if the gods preside over it personally, they may not be able to clarify it clearly. This is the so-called incorruptible judges can hardly judge family affairs. The story between this group of nobles in the empire is simply a record of the daily quarrels of a family with kinship. Even from the perspective of gossip, it is easy to be shoddy once the number increases, just like an assembly line movie, with a strong sense of similarity and déjà vu. It is better to watch the oriental palace fighting drama, which is condensed and refined, and thrilling. Unlike the Western ones, which are lengthy but lack freshness, it is easy to be distracted by the stimulating content that is not relevant to the topic. So that in the end, only one concept was summarized: the song of killing and grass. Who cares about who will die next and whether Naoko will save the scene? Besides, what is there to pay attention to about that broken plot? How many new things can there be under the sun? The gossip perspective is like this, what else is there to understand from a normal perspective? It will only make people's blood pressure soar the more they listen, and they are arrogant and conceited, and they don't have the awareness of being a player at all. In fact, you are almost the same, with high expectations and low skills, and just because you are in the same mountain. So Robb stayed away from her. Whether love was Shansha or Little Rose, Cersei or Dragon Mother, she didn't smell anything. What can you do to me? From the perspective of money, everything has a price tag. Princesses, white, rich and beautiful women are naturally expensive, even inflated, and brand IP is valuable. All men love to dream of Notting Hill, and all women love to dream of Cinderella and Fifty Shades of Grey. In essence, it is to win big with a small investment and ascend to heaven in one step. The poorer you are, the stronger the sense of gap, the more you want to catch up quickly and take shortcuts to make up for the gap, the easier it is to take risks.
If Robb didn't have a fish basin, he would have to stick to it if he had such an opportunity. This is the legendary twenty years of less struggle. Especially in this dark age with low civilization, what kind of person, what kind of contribution, and what kind of tide of the times can be successfully made to become the tide-maker, change your destiny, and become a superior person from a mud leg? Just from the perspective of probability, and then looking back at your life trajectory and comprehensive ability, you will have a rough idea in your mind. In this case, being a son-in-law, and then copying the homework of earthlings, inventing some soap, perfume, gunpowder, etc., picking up the inside and outside, wouldn't it be a glamorous and respectable person? Rob thinks that this idea has a relatively high success rate. Of course, if your ambition is more ambitious, such as wanting to be the god of thunder (Jim Raynor in the StarCraft series), you can get close to the thighs of the gods depending on the situation. If you really encounter the existence of a group of demigod daughters like the magic goddess Mistra in the world of Toril, and you can accept the fact that the other party is actually older than your grandmother, and there are countless beauties under her skirt, and you are at most just one of them, then there is indeed a chance to succeed in becoming a god of thunder. But Rob has a fish bowl that Mistra would scream "good treasure" when she sees it, so he wants to pretend to be a man who makes money standing up... If I say more, it will be suspected of male chauvinism. Some things, if you want to do it, just do it, if you can do it well, just be happy, and show off, forget it, dementia... Narcissa didn't realize that Rob actually thought so much and so deeply. For her, judging from his voice, Rob is not old, but it is hard to say that it is not a false voice. After all, Rob wore a mask from beginning to end, and how to describe his style of doing things? You can say it's not crazy, but you can say it's cruel, but there is no lack of kindness. She thinks the most appropriate description should be unscrupulous, just like playing role-playing games when she was young. She dare not provoke such a person. Because the aristocratic circle is a circle that pays great attention to unspoken rules. Everyone has a tacit understanding. If there is no tacit understanding, they will basically be taught a lesson. For example, there may be new nobles who rise to the top for various reasons every few years. These new nobles are similar to Ned Stark, the old wolf in A Song of Ice and Fire. They are not trained to be the helmsman of the family. Elite education and happy education have existed since ancient times, but the level of social civilization at that time was not enough. Reading and receiving education were the treatments only for the children of the rich and powerful. Ordinary people must say that they have education, which is whip education, to let you know that you are born as an ox and horse, and you will be a slave after death. You can't escape. As for the rich and powerful families, including educational resources, of course they will not be equal. How can they be equal? Are they afraid that the farce of brothers fighting will not be staged? For the heirs, then let them learn more about the essence, such as emperor studies, balancing hands, how to know people, how to control people, how to perform... Try to let them learn as much as possible. The rest, truth, goodness and beauty, loyalty to the emperor, family supremacy, dedication and glory... Try to get as much as possible. Therefore, Ned Stark, who originally had an elder brother, was not a qualified helmsman of the family. Only in the remote countryside of the North can one rely on justice and strictness to cover up the shortcomings of insufficient power and being too upright. As long as they dare to go south, even without Littlefinger and Varys, they will still die violently, but it may take longer. Some new nobles in the empire are accidentally on the table. They don't know anything, but they are arrogant and think that they can go anywhere in the world. This world is built with fairness and justice, and then... I'm getting off topic. It's because Robb obviously behaves like this kind of person that Narcissa doesn't dare to provoke him. It's okay to be innocent and idealistic, and there will naturally be social beatings to teach people how to behave. But if you add the attribute of abuse of power, it's not easy to deal with it. If you are not happy, you will turn the table over for you to see. Isn't this inviting back a living ancestor? In the end, it was Turgon who advised that if some ancient rules are not followed, the road will be narrow. Narcissa weighed the pros and cons and gave the family heirloom musket to Robb as a token. Therefore, Rob is still thinking about the possibility of opposite sex attraction, which is purely wishful thinking.
But then again, human nature is contradictory. Narcissa knows that according to Rob's performance, he is a dangerous bomb. But she also admits that Rob has a unique charm. As long as it is not particularly twisted, who doesn't love good? It's just that the darker the world is, the closer the distance between ideals and reality is to the distance between stupid martyrs and blackened survivors. Is it wrong to just be greedy for life and want to live longer? Compromising with reality and kneeling to darkness cannot stop Narcissa from envying those idealists, just like those who dropped out of school early to move bricks and plaster, looking at their peers who are still living on campus through the school wall. Relatively pure and clean thoughts, that's all. The other is more vulgar, instinctive obedience to the strong, and envy and jealousy. Look at their connections, we are still fighting for the formula of the Holy Light Candle, and they don't blink an eye to send strangers, just to please their conscience. Listen, how elegant, reserved and romantic it is. In this world and this era, satisfying the need to please conscience is much easier than spending too much money and living a life of luxury. The one who can say such a golden sentence should be a prince? The Son of God? "Huh?" Narcissa suddenly felt a flash of inspiration in her head. She said excitedly: "I may know who he is! The Son of Nature, Robert Sheen!"
