"I guess it belongs to the priests." Hesta replied, "I have heard people say before that if the priests meet an unturned heir, or if they want to mint gold prayer coins for the descendants of sinners, the priests will Her own family shared it. The priest herself, her mother, her mother's mother... these should be their names."
"Which part is your name?"
Hesta identified it for a while, and finally found a sentence break. She copied the text on paper and showed it to Valenti, who was amazed.
"Is this the Hesta language...how do you pronounce it?"
"I can't pronounce it. The names written on the gold coins deliberately violate the pronunciation rules of the Hesta people's language - because these names are names for gods, and it is said that the Hesta people do not want people's voices to pollute it, so It was done on purpose. Every Hestad had two names throughout his life, one given by his family and the other given by the priest - the name on the gold coin."
Hesta paused, "But I don't quite understand their writing... Did Ms. Chiba say what this name means?"
Valenti suddenly remembered, "Oh, yes... Masaki said it. If the name you wrote on this is translated, it is 'Stranger'."
Stranger...
Hesta held the gold coin in both hands. She once had a similar size, but she had lost it long ago.
The back of the gold coin also had dense names written on it. It was not made by any priest, but by the mother who asked a craftsman in Short Ming Lane to type it.
Her mother once explained the meaning of those names to her. On that gold coin, Hesta's name means "red flower blessed by the gods."
Now, the gold coin was lost and recovered in such a way. Hesta didn't know how to feel for a moment. There was no joy or sorrow in her heart at this moment. She only felt that a river of fate seemed to be rushing through her.
"Do you like this gift?" Valenti asked quietly.
"It's very precious." Hesta murmured, "Thank you."
Valenti looked at her and smiled. She stretched out her hand and held Hesta's hair.
"I don't know who you want to see tonight, Jane. If you don't want to tell, I won't ask.
"But don't be sad. There is no news about that person today. Maybe there will be news tomorrow, not tomorrow, maybe next week. Even if there is no news in the future, there will still be many people who are always concerned about you, such as Qianye, Like Liz, like me.”
…
That same night, Liz was lying alone on her desk, her sobs were so soft that almost no one could hear her.
There are two paper letters on the table, one is the psychological evaluation result of the base, with "low combat adaptability" stamped on it, and the other is from the ad hoc ahga reconnaissance sentry of Ulian Province in the third district. Instrument of Appointment.
Before receiving these two letters, Liz felt that she had no obsession with whether she could join the front-line combat force, at least not as much as Turan, but she never thought that she would be really direct. Appointed to the rear.
There is always a shortage of mercury needle combat troops in each district, and Liz knows this all too well. It is precisely because of this that reserves like Sean have never been abandoned by the base. She knew Valenti and the others had been working hard to get Sean back on track.
But where is her right track?
Many complex emotions were entangled in her heart. Liz couldn't explain why she was sad. When her friends around her expressed surprise that she had not been incorporated into the combat unit, she did feel bitter. But to be fair, she accepted several reasons given by the base that "you are more suitable to participate in rear-line work." She did not question the conclusion of "low combat adaptability" and did not even dare to think deeply about it.
"Liz, are you asleep?"
Hesta's voice suddenly came from outside the door, and Liz immediately stopped her voice. She frowned and pursed her mouth tightly.
Hesta outside knocked on the door again, and then there was no sound.
Just when Liz thought Hesta should have left, she stood up gently and planned to lie back on the bed, but the door suddenly opened from the outside at this time.
The light in the living room spilled in along the crack of the door, and Hesta, who was holding the doorknob, was also shocked. She stumbled a little and explained: "I'm sorry... I just wanted to try, but I didn't expect that the door was really unlocked... eh ?”
Seeing Hesta looking at her face, Liz quickly turned her back and wiped her tears.
"What's the matter, Jane?"
Hesta looked back at the door, then closed the door.
She walked to Liz's table, "Miss Valenti gave me two pieces of chocolate. I ate one and left one for you... She said you liked the taste of this brand very much."
Liz lowered her head and smiled. She reached out and fiddled with the pebble-like chocolate, "I've already brushed my teeth. Eat it tomorrow morning. Thank you."
"Are you crying?"
"No."
Hesta bent down slightly and then raised her head to look at Liz's hidden face, "Are you crying? I heard from Miss Valenti that you are going to join Ulian in two weeks. Are you unhappy?"
"Happy."
"Then why are you crying?"
Liz turned around, walked slowly for a few steps in the aisle between the table and the bed, and then suddenly sat down on the bed. She looked at Hesta and shook her head, "...I just thought of something sad, Jane. I'm fine."
Hesta also fell directly on Liz's bed. She adjusted her posture and turned sideways to Liz, "You know, when I went to see Miss Valenti at night, she was also crying. I asked why, and she too Tell me something sad comes to mind - are you thinking the same thing?"
Liz laughed out loud, "How is that possible..."
"Where is Wulian?" Hesta asked suddenly.
"In the south," Liz replied, "there seem to be a lot of wineries over there... Have you ever drank wine, Jane?"
"I tasted a small bite when I was having dinner with Miss Chiba. It was too spicy and irritated my nose. I didn't like it."
"……I dont like it either."
There was no light in the room, and the two girls were just lying on the bed talking. Their voices were very soft, and Liz's every word still had a nasal sound, but this did not affect their chat.
"In three years, when it's time for you to change jobs...what do you want to do, Jane?"
"I also want to go to Wulian," Hesta looked sideways. "I'll just go find you then and work with you as a reconnaissance sentinel. Is it okay?"
Liz laughed again and shook her head, "Don't say such things. An excellent mercury needle will never be willing to stay in a livable land."
Hesta turned over and rolled around on Lizzie's soft bed.
"Then I'll just make an inferior mercury needle."
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