"The Pope has high hopes for me. The deer head statue recognizes me as the south brother of the tower of Babel. Believe me, this teacher Alice believes that I can change the world.
"… but I really can’t do anything. In their eyes, I just flatter myself and shape the virtual shadow. The light is reflected on the wall through me and becomes a giant shadow.
"It’s better to have a great death without destroying everyone’s expectations … but to make everyone feel sorry when I die-if only he were still alive."
"You accept that the deer head is the most dangerous," Luo Su said lightly, "but you don’t want to finish it at all.
"You really want to fail, don’t you? You want to run away from all this."
"… but it worked."
Sheath low said, "I stole the church’s’ artificial angel’ technology, a sage memory … and went to land.
"I found a crazy mage with his help, he rudely transformed, and I need to link the’ scripture’ device … because he transformed my brain into a semi-mechanical device that made my brain become a ground device …
"I got the’ anti’ holy rank power-I was not allowed to get taboo power by the church.
"Relying on its power, I will look for the dragon again, because the dragon is purely mechanical and they can be stopped and killed by this holy rank force; They will never see me or notice me because of the eternal start and the sacred rank of dharma closure.
"Kill the dragons or control them, or get the dragon’s secret … that’s what I’m trying to do to break the’ world lock’"
Here the sheath was silent for a while.
"And I did it …
"I killed a dragon and got the secret he guarded."
Speaking of which, the sheath touches the corners of the mouth, revealing almost no sneer. "But I’d rather not know."
"At the end of the truth, there is despair, just like burning the history in my church …
"Don’t go looking for Russell. I’m here to hear that you joined the Tower of Babel to warn you … don’t make the same mistake as me.
"Don’t bear any fate, don’t look for the truth, don’t dream of saving the world, don’t try to lock it … the world has come to an end, but now it’s just a probation period before the execution of the death penalty, and now the probation is coming to an end. If you don’t know anything, it will be easier.
"Just live with the person you like … but don’t have any more children. Your generation still can’t see the day of destruction. Finally, it’s really futile to die. Let’s give it to the real last generation."
"… just let it be"
Sheath ended his speech with a deep sigh.
Chapter 42 is not a cell nor a shelter
Russell frowned deeply and sighed.
Russell, a man who is as decadent and energetic as a hopeless social animal, feels disappointed.
It’s like punching cotton … He hates anger and saves his fist but can’t swing it out.
Maybe the wrong name, but never the wrong nickname …
"It’s really worthily you …’ sheath’"
Russell murmured in a low voice
He can feel from his words that the "sheath" heart is empty.
It’s a narrow sword, and if the matching sword is broken, its sheath will lose all its value.
Or to put it another way …
【 Sheath 】 Body is a kind of "device"
In this respect, he and Russell are so similar-what they show is not their own things, but a heroic shell shaped by people’s impressions, a bright and gorgeous scabbard full of gems, but he is just a "scabbard", and the sword in it is not him.
With great deeds and heroic power, but with a cowardly mortal heart; At first, I tried to die, but instead I accomplished the almost impossible difficulties.
He is not a real strong man because he does not have a strong heart and does not face difficulties and obstacles like a "born hero" and still does not regret his tenacious will; But he is by no means as humble and capable as he says … It is a painful test to be able to withstand such cruel and painful transformation and even lose his human appearance. And defeat lies in killing the immortal dragon, which can undoubtedly be called "great cause"
What a silent and powerful person this is from the perspective of a third party!
But when he speaks, he can feel the trembling soul in his non-trembling voice and taste the fear and inferiority that has never dissipated since childhood.
The teenager who gave up his life and fell from a tall building … Although he modified his appearance and made his appearance look firm and steady after that, his heart did not change much.
Even now, he is still the same boy as before.
He is neither a good man nor a wicked man.
He is not good, but not bad.
But this is even sadder … because he denies that not only Alice has given everything, but his friends have organized Thaksin, including his own life.
This man’s soul has already become fragmented like a halo on his head.
….. Wait.
Thought of here Russell heart is a sudden move.