Chapter 187 Reasons to Stay

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After Byam regained his composure, Azik, who had witnessed the whole process with Klein, said goodbye softly and prepared to leave.

Klein quickly stopped him.

"Mr. Azik, I have something to ask you." Klein hesitated for a moment, but still said the troubles and pain that had been lingering in his heart for a day and a night.

Azik responded softly: "What's the matter?"

"I'm sorry, maybe it will reveal your scars..."

"Some things happened to me, and these things made me realize that Edward Vaughn did not deceive me. I did, I did... I really came from an ancient era, the past world." Klein spent a lot of time It took a lot of effort to say these words. He was no longer a crazy adventurer. He was young and looked like an ordinary college student. "...I always thought this was another world. I thought that my family and my friends were all still here." Waiting for me, so I tried hard to find a way to go home... As a result, I suddenly learned that I may be a survivor from the past, brought to the present by the 'Origin Castle', my family, friends, everything is gone Already..."

Listening to Klein's increasingly deep and ethereal voice, Azik realized something.

"...Time." Azik said with emotion, "In my countless past lives, I rarely had the opportunity to miss the past, because when I think of those past, my life has Made it to the end.”

"I have become cold, heartless, unable to feel sadness and happiness."

It has existed for a long time, but it only lived for the sake of existence. Maybe it had some wishes and goals in its long life, but in the end they all fell into darkness and coldness. Life after life often ended too quickly. The short few decades were not enough for him to organize everything into a book after recovering his memory. He could only repeat the endless confusion and confusion.

Azik originally thought this was his own problem, but now he gradually discovered that there was a shadow of a mastermind behind every part of his life.

Just like the god himself, he has been standing in the shadows, watching eagerly, whispering to him to go to the southern continent, to the violent sea, to respond to the believers there, to follow the call of spirituality and destiny, to do something that he can no longer remember. Very important thing.

However, these whispers and calls will not make him feel close to the Southern Continent. They will only make him reject his true self and only want to live for those memories that still have warmth even if they are conspiracies. The wives, friends, parents, and children I once had were all real. Even if I wanted to hate them, I would not hate them, but leave them to those who took advantage of their kindness and beauty. Azik kept thinking about those memories, fighting against the calls in his ears and instinctive thoughts. For countless years, those memories were the only ones that accompanied him.

It turns out that this is loneliness, this feeling of walking for a long time, only to find that there is no one behind you when you look back.

"Zhou Mingrui...what do you think of Melissa and Benson?"

He spoke carefully.

"In this world so far, has there been even a moment that made you want to stay?"

"Do you want to stay..."

Klein whispered bitterly.

Actually, Mr. Azik, the first time I woke up, what I wanted to do was to immediately hold a transfer ceremony and go back, because their younger brother and older brother "Klein" was already dead. If I live and then die one day, it will only cause secondary damage. I didn’t want to deceive them, and I also didn’t want to stay here. I just wanted to go back quickly and return to my real family and friends. As a result, I contacted Yuanbao by mistake and became Mr. Fool...

It has only been more than seven months since I woke up. This short period of time has been filled with "revenge against Lanerwus", "becoming stronger", and "revenge against Ince Zangwill". " Klein has been busy with such detailed goals as never touching the ground. He has not had time to think about it. He has even deliberately avoided finding a way to go back.

After he was woken up by a heavy hammer from the true Creator, "This is the earth tens of millions of years from now", he felt like a person who had been in a hazy state suddenly had a basin of ice water poured on him. While he was completely cold from top to bottom, he also felt that Spent the first quiet night.

Thinking of this, Klein felt a little guilty towards the true Creator.

"In my time, there were many fantasy works about people who suddenly arrived in another world one day..."

And it is a very popular subject. Even if you have never seen it, you probably know what it is about.

Azik understood: "So, you behaved very well that day, Melissa and the others did not send you to the Church of the Night."

Klein smiled bitterly: "Yes."

"What happens after that?"

"Melissa...Melissa is a good child, well-behaved and sensible, even a little too sensible. She is used to living a hard life, and she is trembling when happiness comes. She is always worried about the future..." Thinking of that young age, But for a girl who wears old dresses with old colors and outdated styles all year round, Klein's mood was slightly aroused and he gradually spoke more, "Benson is also a good brother. He works hard and uses his meager salary to support his parents after their death." I raised two younger brothers and sisters on my own, and also gave my younger sister a basic school education... I didn’t have any biological brothers or sisters in the past, but I knew that it would be difficult for me to do as well as Benson.”

The father of the three siblings was an Army sergeant. After his death, almost all the subsidies were used to support Klein's education.

In this era when a single illness can send the middle class into slums, knowledge is the only means to change class.

"Klein" also worked hard. He went to college and finally graduated. He was good enough to stay in school as a lecturer. He will become the new mainstay of the family, which is a very generous salary, enough for the Moretti family to slowly move out of the dirty and small rental apartment...

"...If the family that has been with him for so long disappears with the hope that life will get better, his brother and sister will definitely be very sad, right? Even like what is written in the novel, it is not a serious illness and death. Impossible... So, now that I have become him and have his memory, I can't worry about the two of them even more. So I decided to temporarily shoulder the responsibility of supporting this family, at least - I don't know when I will Leaving, I think, at least after I leave, allows them to live out the rest of their lives in peace.”

The clouds outside the window gradually dispersed and the sky gradually brightened. Azik sat opposite Klein and listened patiently.

"You are really a kind and good boy." He sighed again, "I am extremely lucky that I chose to trust you at that time."

Of course Klein knew what he was talking about, so he smiled sheepishly and simply followed Azik's words:

“Then it’s Source Castle.”

"I pretended to be a god in Origin Castle...cough! I really feel ashamed no matter when I say this."

He recalled his first Tarot session more than half a year ago: "In the beginning, there were only two people. Miss Justice is an aristocratic girl, with kindness and sensibility that are inconsistent with her own class. Perhaps it is also her superior carefree nature. Life brings it, but it’s always a good thing.”

The image of a smiling girl wearing a beautiful long dress in the garden emerged in Azik's mind, which somewhat overlapped with the little daughter in his memory.

"Mr. 'The Hanged Man' is an experienced captain, but he lacks a sense of cooperation. He was like a hedgehog at first. He was always unwilling to expose himself too much or show a little dependence on other members. This should be a pirate. brought about by his life. At first, I thought he was always too sensitive, overreacted, and thought too quickly. But after I personally came to the sea and experienced so many terrible events, I gradually became able to understand the origin of his character. The reason is that this world... you really need to be vigilant all the time in order to protect yourself."

This world is so colorful and dangerous because of extraordinary abilities.

Even if you have strength, you can't avoid the aggregation of extraordinary characteristics. Maybe one day you will be gathered next to a strong person in this path and lose your life in vain.

Or maybe you are strong enough to protect yourself and the people you value, but there will always be a disaster that strikes when you are not with them. Just like ordinary people in this world, just living normally, they suddenly become victims of certain rituals. Afterwards, apart from revenge, you can only go to the grave to express your condolences. It seems that power may not be able to protect anyone.

The more you walk and see, the more you understand Mr. "The Hanged Man"'s style of dealing with things... Be in awe of all unknown existences, always maintain your enthusiasm for power, and it is best to be alone again, so that you can be without fear. Fight and die without worries...

“But I don’t regret the path I’ve taken.”

"And I still need the power now, the power to avenge Ince Zangwill."

Listening to Klein's increasingly active tone, Azik smiled sincerely and said:

"It seems like you get along well with them."

Klein also laughed, scratched his hair, and joked: "After all, in their eyes, I am a god."

Then, he folded his hands together, looked at the vast sea outside the window, and recalled:

"Later, we gradually welcomed other members... the 'Magician' who was troubled by the full moon's whispers was accidentally rescued by me; the Source Castle is really powerful, and can bring everyone from the land abandoned by the gods, so the tower Luo Hui will have the 'Sun'... Finally, there is the 'Hermit' lady who has just arrived. She is stronger than me and much more experienced than me. I always feel a little nervous in front of her."

After all, even in the past time-travel novels, there were only a few people who could return to the original world... Klein was not completely unprepared. On the contrary, after thinking about it, he wanted to thank the true Creator. If he After working hard for decades or even hundreds of years to learn this truth, it was lucky that he didn't go crazy and die on the spot.

Seeing that his mood was getting better and he gradually started to get closer to a sad person instead of a desperate person, Azik took every opportunity to speak:

"Any future goals?"

"For example, when you reach the end of the sequence, do you want to go back and see Melissa and the others again? Do you want to explore the reasons for your survival?"

Klein's gaze dropped, then raised it again after a moment: "Not yet."

"I will think about these things slowly. I need time...I need some time to think about it carefully."

Will I become a demigod? Or will he lose control and die in a future adventure? If you really can't go back, staying with Melissa and Benson for the rest of your life, or being a good neighbor from afar and guarding them silently, is not a bad choice...

Azik nodded in agreement:

"Yes, Klein, you need some time to think."

"But there is not only one choice in life, especially for you. You can find the lifestyle you want according to your own preferences, and do countless things you want to do. You are still young, and your life has unlimited possibilities. possible."

"Face life with a slightly more relaxed attitude. If you live with the mentality of 'we will be separated one day, so it is best not to have too many connections,' then you may not be able to have a relaxed and happy life."

Klein replied thoughtfully: "You are right, Mr. Azik."

He smiled: "Actually, I have been engaged in boring jobs in the past. After coming to this world, I really gained a lot of new life direction and happiness. I think if all this can really end, I might open a Bakery, live your life in comfort.”

As the conversation came to an end, Azik stood up: "I'm looking forward to that day."

Klein stood up and said goodbye to him.

After the two said goodbye to each other, the void around Azik rippled like water, and his figure disappeared into the room.

Klein stood there, speechless for a long time.

He shook his head and laughed silently as if to comfort himself: "Perhaps by then I will already be a strong man of angel rank, and I can establish an antisocial personality treatment hospital, with Miss Justice as the chief physician..."

After gathering his thoughts, Klein sat down and thought quietly for a while. He swept other things out of his mind and began to habitually review and review the assassination campaign against "Lieutenant General Disease":

"I originally thought I could herd a 'Pain Witch' and get further clues about death documents and missing persons cases. Who knew that the development and results were unexpected, and I could only achieve the most preliminary goal."

"Hey, I can't encourage Mr. Azik to take action. After all, he has not fully recovered, and there is a back-up on the other side... It is more important to be strong. It is better to ask for help than to ask for yourself. Haha, think about it carefully, I am really asking for help most of the time. Own……"

"The missing person case can start with the clues about the buyer provided by Tracy at that time, the 'Crazy Captain' Connors Victor."

Klein changed his sitting posture, nodded to himself, and whispered in his heart:

“The biggest gain this time is that I have initially established the principle of playing a faceless man, integrating and withdrawing at the same time, overcoming psychological barriers, and being alert to the problem of addiction to roles.

"In this way, the magic potion that takes one or two years to be digested through simple and normal real-life acting may be completely absorbed in another one or two months. It seems a bit too fast. I don't have a clue about the material of 'Secret Puppet Master' yet. …”

After completing his introspection, Klein prepared to go to Source Castle to take down the radio receiver from above the gray fog and contact Magic Mirror Arrods.

After walking four steps backward, his spirit body ascended to Origin Castle. The everlasting gray fog filled the air around him. Klein couldn't help but whisper:

"What kind of secrets are you hiding?"

The wireless telegraph machine sacrificed by the "magician" was placed in the pile of debris in the corner. Klein did not rush to get it, but first divined whether it would be dangerous to communicate with Arrods.

After getting the "safe" answer, Klein sat quietly for a while and re-wrote a divination question:

"I don't have any marks on me"

After finishing writing, he felt his back gradually getting hot and sweating. Klein took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to perform ordinary divination.

His eyes were fixed on the pendulum, and he saw that the pendulum was silent for a short while, turned clockwise with difficulty, and then stopped.

When this happens, it is a confrontation with a level 0 sealed object or even stronger... Well, at least it succeeded for a moment...

Klein wiped the non-existent cold sweat and restored the pen and note to mist.

It was quiet on the Source Castle. A few seconds later, the gray mist flew up with the wireless telegraph machine and landed in front of him.

449

Republic of Intis, coastal city Fairen.

Trainor stopped in front of a securities company, brushed the messy black hair on his head to both sides a few times, exposed his forehead, and put the suitcase he was carrying on the ground, which made a clanging sound.

A red shadow appeared on the glass door, and Medici stood next to Traynor's reflection, arms around each other.

"How do you get here?"

"The Iron Cross still stores all your useful bodies here. Or do you prefer to float?"

After tidying up his appearance, Traynor pushed open the glass door and entered the hall. He bypassed the staff and guests walking back and forth, walked straight to the office corridor on the first floor, and walked into the wall when there was no one around.

As soon as I walked into the office building of the Iron Cross Society, I felt an anxious breath. Several arsonists were tied to the wall, with small wooden signs that read "Civilized, Friendly, and Harmonious Coexistence" hung around their necks, and their heads were burning. There is a bright flame, which looks like an oversized candle using hair as fuel. It is probably performing some kind of performance art such as human body lighting.

The faceless man's clothes squirmed a few times, and a hat appeared out of thin air. Traynor lowered the brim of his hat and walked through the chaotic stairwell.

As soon as we reached the first floor, the sounds of friendly exchanges between hunters could be heard.

"Good morning! Annie, you are becoming more and more manly!"

"Edel, did anyone tell you that the girl you spent the night with last night was a witch?!"

The communication between hunters is so unpretentious, warm and friendly.

Trainor passed by the lively exchange scene, staring at the ground, which was plastered with provocative quotes commonly used in mainland China. Behind the scenes, Ling Medici was very interested in this vibrant scene, and joined in from time to time, adding fuel to the already anxious office building, striving to make the Iron Cross' account book this month as ugly as Raymond's expression.

"Why do you always provoke Raymond? Someone else."

After seeing the fire set by the evil spirit melting a wall, facing the morning sunlight coming through the gap, Traynor, who called for repairs, felt that his mood was also very strange: "In the end, I still have to present it to the Aurora Society. of."

The suitcase in his hand made a clanking sound, and Medici said something - there were so many people talking, he didn't hear it clearly.

At the corner, Traynor suddenly had a spiritual movement and stopped. He faced a hunter with a high nose and blue eyes walking towards him. The hunter with brown short hair was followed by several subordinates. His face was unkind, as if someone owed him tens of thousands of gold louis. .

Tony Twain glanced and saw the black-haired stranger standing in the corner. His eyes narrowed and his expression became more ferocious.

"Who are you?" he said in a low voice.

Traynor continued to hold down the brim of his hat and said casually: "I'm here to get the sealed item that is exclusively for His Highness the Red Angel."

Hearing Red Angel, Tony Twain's expression softened a little: "Do you have any procedures?"

"No."

Traynor took out a mirror and held it next to himself: "But there is a red angel."

Medici's image appeared in the mirror, giving Tang En a startled look. Medici smiled, appeared directly in the real world, and waved to the blue-eyed war bishop as if he was saying hello.

Seeing the latter bowing in flattery, Traynor walked around and continued walking forward.

After taking two steps, he suddenly swayed to the side, and a fireball hit the place where he had been standing, burning two or three marbles into lava.

"The cost of ground repair is 45 gold louis, which will be deducted from your subsidy." Traynor turned his head and frowned: "If you are bored, you can go and make the financial statement, don't waste my time."

A ferocious smile appeared on Tang En's face: "It is indeed you!"

"I asked which war bishop could fight alongside the Red Angel in Bayam! It was you!"

"Ah, yes, yes."

Traynor picked his ears and said, "Forget this blessing, I can bring back an octopus tentacle with just two spells."

Tang En's face turned gloomy: "You actually disdain this kind of honor."

"Yes, yes, can you let me go?"

Medici folded his arms and watched the show, with no intention of joining any of them. I saw that Tang En couldn't hold his breath and launched an attack. Traynor opened the buckle of the suitcase with one finger. He took out one of Medici's hands as he dodged sideways and connected the belt with lightning speed. He tied it to Tang En's fist, then turned on the switch, kicked open the window and pushed Tang En down.

A few seconds later, the steam-powered arm carried Tony Twain through the air in the square outside the Iron Cross.

"It's really troublesome to talk to people like this."

"The repair cost is 70 gold louis, which is enough to deduct his entertainment subsidy for this week."

When Tang En came to his senses and started to remove the straps on his hands, Traynor took the opportunity to put away all the parts on the ground, and dodged into the corner of the stairs, turning into a ray of fire and heading straight for the door leading to the extraordinary items storage warehouse on the third floor. Fast passage.

TBC

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Traynor: Do you want this blessing for you?

Tang En: I can’t wait any longer, give it to me quickly!