Chapter 713 Tell the Truth

More than a month has passed since the terrifying man-made god turned into food for the Kraken at the end of the Baishui River, and the grass on the grave where all things die is almost 100 meters high...

This is quite realistic in every sense.

Bertila seems to have woken up, but she is no longer a normal human being - her body is fused with this huge tree, and it has mutated from the inside out, which affects her thinking And language ability: When she opens her mouth, a deep hoarse voice is mixed in her voice, her speech is slow, and her expression is sluggish, which can not help but think of plants.

Gawain looked at her, although the situation in front of him was a bit beyond his original imagination, but he finally had the opportunity to have a head-to-head conversation with this "old acquaintance": "It's a pity for such a situation, Bertila - you have What do you want to tell me?"

Bertiera looked at Gawain quietly, and after two seconds of silence, she slowly said, "Outer Territory... rogue. I want to talk to you privately."

Gawain frowned, and after a brief thought, he instructed to the side: "You go to the outside of the hall to be alert first. Amber, you go too."

"Are you sure?" Amber's eyes widened immediately, "This woman looks very strange now, maybe she has any conspiracy..."

"No matter what intrigues and tricks she has, I'm afraid she won't be able to use them now," Gawain waved his hands, "Don't worry, I have my own measure - I'm very curious about what she wants to say."

Amber thought for a while, and reluctantly agreed, and while agreeing, led people out: "Okay, be careful."

Soon, the soldiers in the hall retreated outside under the leadership of Amber, and Bud also left here. When only Gawain himself and a half-vegetative Bertila were left at the scene, he coughed twice. Voice: "Cough, you have something to say now."

It looked very indifferent, but in fact, Gawain was still a little nervous - every time he met the "old acquaintance" seven hundred years ago, he would be cautious, because after all, he was occupying a body that did not belong to him. And the "old acquaintances" seven hundred years ago knew Gawain Cecil himself.

The first time he was nervous about this was seeing Soldrin, and then Sonia, but neither of those put him under too much pressure. After all, Soldrin's character is not too detailed , and Sonya's main energy is on urging Solderling to get married, but Bertila in front of her is different - God knows that this woman with a lot of secrets is aware that there is something else in Gawain Cecil. What idea comes up after a soul...

Gawain was thinking quickly in his heart, but the moment Bertila opened his mouth, his calculations stopped.

"who are you?"

Bertila stared closely at Gawain's eyes, her expression was unprecedentedly serious, and her tone was full of caution and coldness.

Gao Wen instantly raised his vigilance in his heart, but the expression on his face did not change: "What do you mean by this - don't you recognize me?"

"...Don't bother, I know you're not Gawain Cecil," Bertila still stared at him, "Outlander... What the hell are you? Why do you occupy this body?"

She no longer asked "who", but simply "what".

After hearing a few words of wandering outside the territory, Gawain gave up the idea of ​​continuing to communicate with the other party using the identity of this body.

The Bertila in the dream should be only a small part of the subconscious mind of this Bertila in front of her.

Lack of the necessary memory and acquired wisdom, and this one is not so easy to fool. But it doesn't matter. To speak openly, you don't have to spend time thinking about your "role", and you are happy and relaxed.

"Where did you hear the term 'outlander'?" he said casually, "those who sleep forever?"

"It seems that you know the name the Eternal Sleeper gave you..." Bertila said in a low voice, "I learned your true body from them, but before that, I knew that you could not be Gawain Cecil, but just an alien soul who stole his body."

Gao Wen raised his eyebrows slightly: "What do you mean by that?"

There seemed to be a hint of sarcasm at the corner of Bertila's mouth: "Gawain Cecil can't be resurrected, I know this better than everyone. His soul has long been exhausted, and the one lying in the iron coffin in the South is just a soulless soul. The body, perhaps this body will not decay under the blessing of the elements, but the resurrection from the dead... is absolutely impossible."

Gawain opened his eyes slightly uncontrollably.

This is the first time since he opened the coffin that he heard information about the secret of his resurrection from someone else. Although it was only a few words, there is no doubt about it... This Bertila in front of him knows part of the truth! !

"Gawain Cecil's soul dried up? Why do you say that? What do you know? Do you know the arrangements for his resurrection?"

However, Bertila didn't answer his question: "Ah, extraterrestrial wanderer... You are also curious, but why should I tell you everything?"

Gawain looked at Bertiera quietly, looking at the other party's fearless appearance, or the appearance that he had given up his life and death - even if he slashed it with a sword, it should be useless.

After pondering for a while, he opened his mouth to break the silence: "So the equivalent exchange - what do you want to know from me?"

"Outlander, that's the problem," Bertila said slowly, "Why do you occupy this body?"

Gao Wen thought seriously.

The other party obviously knew a part of the intelligence about the wanderers outside the territory - this bluffing identity created by Gao Wen himself, after the post-processing of the Eternal Sleeper's brain supplement expert group, plus a little bit of online discussion, it was passed on. Bertila's ears should be a more bizarre and dangerous version.

The best option now seems to be to find an entry point in this identity and let the conversation continue.

He lowered his head and thought about what kind of "personality" he should set up, and what kind of "personality" could shake Bertiera, a druid whose beliefs had been distorted, his thoughts turned fast.

This does not seem to be difficult, because... the identity of "extraterritorial wanderer" is a bit bluffing, but it cannot be said to be completely false.

He is indeed a wandering soul from another world, indeed occupying other people's bodies, he indeed "comes" from the starry sky, and he has carried out super-large-scale troubles in this world.

It's just that he didn't drive a giant robot to save the world as mentioned in those CG short films, or lead a group of 50-dollar good brothers to deworm the stars, and these details are not important at the moment.

In the calculation, he already has a mature draft.

"It looks like we 'travelers' have put a lot of pressure on you," he looked up, with a relaxed and indifferent expression on his face, "I don't know how those sleepers describe me and my people to you. Yes, but I can assure you that I have no ill will towards the world."

Bertiera frowned, obviously listening to Gawain's words carefully, but also full of doubts.

"We are a group full of curiosity and action, and we also have a variety of behavioral styles and hobbies, but as far as I am concerned..." Gawain continued, smiling slightly while observing Bertila's expression. , "I just happened to have a little interest in your civilization. Or strictly speaking, your civilization this season."

Bertila couldn't help but speak: "Our civilization this season - what do you mean by that?"

Perhaps it was because she still couldn't adapt to her new "body" after she became a half-plant. Bertiera's control of her expression was always a little omission. Gawain observed her subtle changes in expression, and guided this little by little acting skills. The topic: "It seems that you also know that there has been a change of civilization in your world?"

Bertila was silent for a few seconds and whispered, "...We did find clues."

As Gawain expected, knowing part of the truth of the gods, knowing part of the disobedient plan, and even continuing the disobedient plan of the End of All Things, has a certain understanding of the phenomenon of civilization change and destruction and rebirth that have occurred in this world. .

"The alternation of civilizations... This is a long observation process," Gawain continued with an indifferent expression, "For a long time, I was just observing, in a very high place, you probably can't Understand that perspective - I watched kingdom after kingdom emerge on this land, hero after hero emerged, legend after legend born, war, prosperity, prosperity, death, radiance and then fading away...for millions of years , There is nothing new in this land, even if the dragon occasionally swept the land, it is just a trivial episode in the boring observation.

"But what amazes me is that, in the midst of so many ups and downs of civilization, there's a bunch of interesting sparks... it's your season.

"Not very strong, even flawed, but with amazing courage and resilience to survive. When that wave came, I thought you were going to die soon, like many seasons before. Like civilization, you fell quickly and quietly, accepting your destiny, but you survived.

"Not only did you survive, but I was surprised to find out... that you tried to fight against a god that was infinitely more powerful than you, and took action.

"For millions of years, this is the most incredible thing I've seen, it's really surprising, but in addition to the surprise, your civilization this season is in jeopardy... You are very courageous, but it is difficult to face the next challenge.

"Frankly, I thought it was a pity, so I came down."

Gawain finished speaking calmly, looking into Bertiera's eyes with a smile on his face, magnanimous.

After all, almost everything he said was the truth, with only a little linguistic processing based on the facts.

And these words should work very well for someone who has experienced a distortion of their beliefs.

The expression on Bertila's face changed several times, she opened her mouth several times but stopped several times, and finally after a long silence, she finally said: "So, everything that happened in this land, Just a sideshow in your long life? So what are you 'outlanders' in essence? Another kind of god?"

"Don't get me wrong, 'Outlander' is the name you gave without authorization. I prefer to call myself a traveler, and a traveler takes every part of his journey seriously," Gawain continued to speak the truth. , "As for the gods... To be honest, I'm also very curious about what the gods in your world are, and researching them is my most interesting job recently."

Bertila's expression didn't seem to change, but Gawain knew that every word he said was valid.

At the same time, he also has an indescribable ease - some secrets have been hidden in his heart for too long, and today he was given the opportunity to speak out in such an unexpected situation. The ease after speaking was something he never imagined. .

Bertiera knew from the beginning that Gawain Cecil could not be resurrected, and in front of her, Gawain could calmly admit that he was an alien soul... Although he has now fully accepted the identity of Gawain Cecil , even after accepting the memory inheritance, he has become a real "Gawain Cecil" in a sense, but if there is such a chance, he can leave this identity to speak, it feels quite good.

Bertiera spoke again, she seemed to be finally influenced by Gawain's words, she believed in the motives of the "outside rogue" in front of her, and asked along this topic: "Why did you choose the Cypriot that has declined to the point of being destroyed. The Sear family, rather than a powerful force that makes it easier for you to develop your ambitions?"

The smile at the corner of Gawain's mouth stiffened for a moment.

Nonsense, he has no choice!

As long as he can do something when he gets off the satellite, he will definitely choose a start with normal difficulty - as for getting into an iron coffin, when he climbs out, he has to be knocked by an iron-headed silly roe deer. Stick, and then get out of the grave is a hell mode of "your base was stolen", "you are weak after resurrection", "your shield has been ripped off", "and you were beaten in vain in the last version"!

But these words cannot come out of the mouth of a powerful and mysterious "extraterritorial wanderer".

So he could only maintain a decent and inscrutable smile, and calmly responded to Bertila's question:

"Because...it's more fulfilling."

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