Chapter 562 The Last Whisper

[You have acquired extremely sophisticated circus skills, to the point where you can even be invited by a royal family to perform, thus successfully activating the hidden Black Iron-level professional badge "Colorful Clown"]

[Colorful Clown: A special comedian commonly seen on stages, circuses, carnivals, etc., who often wears oversized shoes and strange costumes with very strong color conflicts. They usually master certain juggling skills and use their own embarrassment as a program effect to entertain the audience]

[Wearing effect: After years of hard study and careful thinking, your skills in playing the colorful clown have reached perfection. Not only can you perform a good trick, Even his daily actions are full of funny naivety and a kind of silliness that makes people laugh]

[Advanced route: None]

[Hidden feature (no need to wear): No one will guard against a silly fool. When you perform a clown show, everyone's vigilance against you will drop dramatically]

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"See, I said he was a clown!"

Looking at Leon's colorful clothes and the big nose that suddenly appeared on his face, the young Prince Andre couldn't help but laugh excitedly, then stretched out his hand to grab Leon's arm and impatiently pulled him towards the open terrace in the garden.

"Quick, quick, quick! Show the trick just now to my mother! If you perform it well... eh?"

When he said this, he seemed to have discovered something strange. The young prince couldn't help but stop his actions and said with doubts:

"Where is your magic knife? Is it hidden?"

Magical knife?

After hearing the question from the prince, Leon, who was checking the new badge, couldn't help but blink in surprise.

Is the knife referring to the [Silver Cutting Dagger]? Isn't it held in my hand... Shit!

Looking at the bunch of balloons in his hand, Leon's mind was confused for a moment.

Where is my knife? I was holding it in my hand before!

"It seems that your knife is gone."

At this moment, a cold and distant voice suddenly sounded from the prince's mouth.

Not knowing whether he was "back" again or "never left" at the beginning, Prince Andre, with a sunny face, grabbed Leon's wrist and nodded with satisfaction in his vigilant expression:

"This is pleasing to the eye. The clown should be holding balloons and playing cards in his hand. What's the matter with holding a knife?"

"..."

Ignoring Prince Andre's words, he immediately communicated with Youha and the three cleaners of the Scorpio Branch. After finding that none of them received any response, Leon's eyes narrowed.

"All my abnormal objects are no longer usable?"

"Of course."

Prince Andre continued to pull Leon to the open stage, and asked calmly:

"You are just a colorful clown in the circus, responsible for entertaining people, why do you have abnormal objects in your hands?"

"..."

"Remember, you are now a clown hired by my father. This is your only identity. All powers and things that do not belong to clowns will not appear on you, and you'd better not do anything that violates your identity."

"What if I do?"

"Then there will be no you."

Faced with Leon's question, the young version of Prince Andre said without looking back:

"You are now The canvas of this painting is mixed with small fragments of a dead material world, and the scene I depicted with my brush is the rule of this world.

Just like there can't be real living people in the dead world, and the dead can't stay in the living world for a long time, according to the new rules I just drew, you can only be a clown playing tricks in this world I control.

If you really do something that violates the rules, then you will be rejected by the whole world like a living person who strayed into the dead world. Every time you violate the rules, the rejection will deepen until it is completely erased by the will of the world and becomes a stain on the painting. "

There is a fragment of a dead world in this painting?!

After listening to Prince Andre's answer, Leon couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

No wonder [Silver Cutting Dagger] can cut this painting, but can't maintain the existence of the "incision". If Prince Andre said everything truthfully, then this painting is equivalent to a world that has been shrunk countless times.

The threshold for [Silver Cutting Dagger] to cut through the world and pass freely is 60 points of immersion value at the level of a true god. If I were 1 point short, I could only break through this world temporarily, but I could not really escape from it...

What should I do?

...

"I said, you will regret rejecting me."

After glancing back at Ang's expression, Prince Andre said coldly:

"First of all, I painted this picture for myself, and you are neither my family nor my friend. If I have a choice, I don't want you to appear here.

Secondly, as to why I reminded you not to mess around, it is because I don't want you to mess around and be rejected by the world, becoming a dirty ink spot and dirtying my painting."

"..."

"Finally, your immortal body is just immune to harm, but this rejection from the will of the world does not involve life and death, but a more thorough "erasure".

If you feel unwilling and don't want to be a clown in my painting, and want to try to resist with your immortal body, that's up to you, but I will ask the guards to take you away in advance, so as not to leave the stain in this garden where the banquet is held."

"Is that so..."

After listening carefully to Andre's warning, and looking at the jumping back of the young prince, Leon was silent for a while, then quietly changed to the [Swearing] badge, and asked in a gentle voice:

"Your Highness Andre, is that the fragment of the dead world what you got from the King Killing Society at the cost of sacrificing your entire family to ensure that the bloodline of the Korok royal family is cut off?"

"..."

Faced with this vicious question with a self-breaking effect, even though Prince Andre's Qi-cultivation skills are quite good, he still couldn't help but tremble all over, and his little hand, which still has a bit of baby fat, suddenly clenched and pinched Leon's arm tightly.

"Your Highness, you hurt me."

Gently patting the back of the hand of the young prince, Leon asked kindly:

"Your heart was hurt by my words, so you are using this childish behavior to scratch the skin of a poor clown to vent your anger for accidentally killing your parents?"

"..."

"It's okay, I forgive you."

Reaching out and patting the stiff back of the young prince, Leon whispered with sympathy:

"Although you have grown up a long time ago, in my heart, you are still a poor giant baby who can't face your mistakes and can only use the way of creating a false world to indulge in spiritual self-satisfaction. How can I bear to blame you?

Your Highness Andre, your life from beginning to end is a meaningless farce. I, the clown drawn by you, am just wearing a clown's clothes. As for you... You have successfully used your life to tell me what a real clown is."