novelhk Chapter 376 Destiny
Chapter 376 Destiny
Chapter 376 Destiny
Tuscarola is traveling by carriage to the Lopez Basin.
The Lopez Basin is located on the eastern side of the Koffman Gorge, and further east lies the Lines Plateau.
I heard that Kashi is from the Laines Plateau, but I can't remember who told me it.
She doesn't bother to inquire about other people's affairs; she simply doesn't care.
She would occasionally overhear certain things and unconsciously write them down.
Tuscarola's purpose for this trip was singular: assassination.
This was a task Draco had given Tuscarola, and she had to complete it.
This is the only value she can find in herself right now; otherwise, she really doesn't know why she exists.
kill.
assassin.
These things are simple for Tuscarola, but she used to find them troublesome.
What she desires most is to not have to do anything.
However, when everyone truly lost hope in her, the panic in her heart made it hard for her to breathe.
Tuscarola found herself unable to sleep; whenever she closed her eyes, she would relive the terrifying scene.
But when she woke up, she could see her tear stains in the mirror.
Tuscarola felt that this couldn't continue any longer.
She had to forget, forget what she had done as "Lola" for so many years.
Tuscarola reverts to his original form, a green-eyed man, a son of evil.
With a restless heart, she pondered the future.
One day she will completely forget that past.
What Tuscarola needs now is a more unforgettable memory!
"Young lady, very few people actually venture into the basin," the coachman suddenly said to Tuscarola.
He seemed oblivious to Tuscarola's eye color, treating her merely as an ordinary kingdom girl.
Perhaps because the journey was too long, he took the initiative to start a conversation with Tuscarola to pass the time.
In the past, Tuscarola would definitely not have paid any attention to such nonsense; she didn't need to care about such frivolous things.
But her heart is not as fulfilled as it was then; in fact, it's full of holes.
She needed to find every possible way to fill those holes, so she tried to understand even the driver's words:
Why?
"The basin is surrounded by mountains, with a rugged terrain and isolated from the world. Few people know what it's like inside. But those who have actually been there know that it is a rich and peaceful place, with fertile land, abundant rainfall, and self-sufficiency."
"So you're saying I made the right decision?"
"I didn't say that," the driver sighed. "It's precisely because of this isolation that the powerful and wealthy there are so arrogant and domineering, and the lower classes have little chance of getting ahead, especially a young girl like you. Your virginity will definitely be taken away by those noblemen, and your husband might even be watching from the sidelines."
He thought I was going to settle in the basin, Tuscarola thought, but I didn't need to explain.
"Thank you for reminding me."
"Oh, don't be shy. If you want me to tell you more, I'm happy to—"
No need, Tuscarola already knows the most crucial information.
The person she was trying to assassinate was a lord. In that sense, the lord had only himself to blame, and he deserved everything.
Time flies.
Traveling through the mountains is an absolute ordeal for travelers.
Because of the Kofman Gorge in between, the driver had to take a detour.
Therefore, it was a month later when Tuscalola arrived in the basin.
The golden autumn atmosphere is particularly evident in the basin, where golden fallen leaves carpet the entire land.
The coachman parted ways with Tuscarola in a city called Flying Water City. Before leaving, he gave Tuscarola a blessing.
Although she still hated everyone on this continent, the other party's blessing did bring a touch of warmth to Tuscarola.
So much so that she had to bend a finger to wipe away a tear from the corner of her eye.
Tuscarola suddenly realized that she was a pitiful girl.
But she doesn't need anyone to feign pitifulness. Only when she becomes strong, and no one dares to easily bully or abandon her, can she control her destiny and prevent herself from being swept away by the storm.
Tuscarola may be powerful in combat, but she feels that she is not strong enough inside.
As he walked through the city, several soldiers suddenly surrounded him, intending to capture Tuscalola.
Tuscarola roared, "Don't come any closer!"
"Where did you escape from, you slave?"
"I am not a slave!"
"Your green eyes prove you're a slave!"
Watching the soldiers closing in, Tuscarola gave them his final words of advice:
"I am no one's slave, I am a free man, stay away from me!"
At this moment, a fat soldier suddenly said:
"She's speaking the language of the Kingdom. Do slaves speak our language?"
These words finally convinced the soldier who seemed to be the captain: "But since that's the case, we can't turn a blind eye. We can't afford to be negligent. Listen, girl, come with us to see the lord. Your fate is in his hands."
Upon hearing this, Tuscarola suddenly froze.
Go see the lord? Wouldn't that just give her an opportunity to assassinate him?
Tuscarola suddenly realized that he was actually a strategist.
She immediately slapped her forehead and decided, "Okay! I'll go with you!"
Soon, Tuscarola was taken to the castle.
The lord sat on the wooden chair above, lazily surveying Tuscarola:
"Green-eyed people? They say you claim you're not a slave?"
"Um."
"Liar! All the green-eyed people in the basin are slaves!"
"I'm from out of town, and I just arrived in this city."
"From out of town?"
The lord suddenly sat up straight, squinting as he scrutinized Tuscarola.
"Alone? A woman? And not very old? Coming to the basin? Hmph, you think I'd believe your nonsense?"
"I don't need you to believe me."
"Hahaha!" The lord laughed arrogantly upon hearing this. "This is my castle. Your life and death are entirely in my hands. You say you don't need my trust?"
"But your life and death are also in my hands."
The lord frowned: "What do you mean?"
Tuscarola suddenly grew annoyed by his explanation. She was there to kill him, so why explain so much?
She stopped, and a magic circle appeared out of thin air in her palm.
Seemingly witnessing the strange phenomenon in Tuscarola's palm, the lord's eyes widened in horror:
"Magic? You're a magician?! Guards! There are thorns—"
Before the man could finish speaking, Tuscarola suddenly unleashed his power, and the man's head was severed.
For Tuscarola right now, killing someone at this distance would be far too easy.
Tuscarola carved the word "hero" on the back of the corpse, and suddenly a wave of sorrow washed over him.
She wiped her eyes and walked outside.
The soldiers looked at her in horror, but no one dared to stop her.
Tuscarola swaggered along.
Upon entering the courtyard, Tuscarola saw a bound, green-eyed human slave using his frail body to carry heavy loads.
Tuscarola stepped forward, cut open the other man's clothes, and spoke to him in green-eyed language:
"You are free."
They stared at Tuscalola in disbelief.
Tuscarola then saw even more fellow slaves come into view.
At that moment, she seemed to have found her destiny.