第二百五十一章迷茫的韦伯(上)(3/6)

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                                                                                                                                       “不管什么时代的当权者也好,都希望把自己的名字流传于后世吧。如果知道后人对自己的记载有什么错误或者纰漏的话,一定都会生气的。”
                                                                                                                                                                “嗯,确实。如果能够在历史之中留下自己的名字的话,那也相当于某种程度上的永生。但是对于我来说这些都是没有意义的。与其在那样的书中只有名字存在两千年,不如让我像这样具有生命的再活二十年。”
                                                                                                                                                                “……”
                                                                                                                                                                虽然不知道伊斯坎达尔苦笑着的回答是真心话还是开玩笑——但对于刚刚才阅读完的关于征服王历史的韦伯来说,这却是让他不知道应该如何回答才好的沉重话题。
                                                                                                                                                                创建了历史上最大的帝国,同时又不肯沉迷于这一伟业的荣华之中而继续前进的亚历山大大帝,他的生命只经历了短短的三十年便闭幕了。
                                                                                                                                                                不管后世之人如何叹息其英年早逝的悲壮,从他本人嘴里说出对于自己短命的感慨,即便是多么轻薄的语调也好,在旁人听起来也有一种十分沉重的感觉。
                                                                                                                                                                “啊啊,哪怕再有十年也好,我就能够连西方也一并征服了。”
                                                                                                                                                                “……那你得到圣杯之后,向它许愿能够不老不死怎么样?”
                                                                                                                                                                站在兴致勃勃进行憧憬的征服王身后,韦伯终于忍不住插嘴问道。
                                                                                               

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