The crowd had long since dispersed outside the black castle, but the paper kite could still feel a familiar aura above the city.

The paper kite flew straight into the air, and in the blink of an eye it had landed on the top of the city, but he saw a thin figure squatting on a short wall of the black castle, like a naughty boy in a comic, unconcerned about all the changes that had taken place around him.

The paper kite stood not far from his side with a long knife in his hand, looking at the young man in front of him coldly, for some reason the aura emanating from the young man's body made the paper kite feel a little confused. He doesn't have the temperament of a leader who dominates the group, but he is more like a boy next door who is immersed in his adolescent fantasies.

The paper kite had never felt such an aura in any of the blasphemers, and she did not despise it, but felt a little inexplicable worry in her heart.

This kind of feeling has not appeared in the heart of the paper kite for a long time, and its appearance is sudden and unreasonable, you must know that he was his own subordinate defeat not long ago.

"You're back. ”

The young man said indifferently, as if he had expected the behavior of the paper kite.

"I needed the keys to get out of here. ”

The boy nodded slowly, then turned his head to look at the paper kite, and when the pair of blue eyes met the paper kite, the paper kite only felt that his heart fluttered again for no reason.

It wasn't some emotional plan, but an instinctive wariness of something powerful.

The paper kite finally confirmed that the magician had found this man as the leader of TAROT not out of some unknown conspiracy, but because he was indeed a strong man.

A gentle breeze blew the strands of the fool's hair, and the harmless-looking boy stood up from the low wall, slowly spreading his arms in the wind, like a traveler in the countryside feeling the sun and air.

But only a shadow of darkness fell on him.

"How do you feel about me here?" the fool suddenly asked the paper kite.

The paper kite pondered for a moment and then said, "Xanadu." ”

When the fool heard this, he couldn't help but laugh heartily.

"Is that special enough to be sarcastic? You know, there's not even a ray of sunshine here. ”

Paper Kite said: "The paradise is not always in the light, and the so-called pure land has nothing to do with light or darkness. ”

The fool nodded and said, "Makes sense. ”

Paper Kite continued: "When you TAROT built this new Victorian era, you were trying to build a paradise, so the name "Paradise" is really apt and deserved. ”

The fool smiled: "It is really a happy and proud thing to be praised by the paper kite. ”

The paper kite looked at the fool coldly and said, "Although the starting point is good, it is difficult to say how it will develop in the future. ”

The fool said, "Oh, what do you say?"

Paper Kite said: "I'm afraid what you are trying to do is not only one of the parties in this paradise. ”

The fool lowered his arm and turned his head to look at the paper kite, this time there was no more a gentle smile on his face, but a serious solemnity.

Paper Kite said: "It's not difficult to see this, and it can even be said that your thoughts are already known to everyone in Sima Zhao's heart." Why did you unleash that terrible tragedy in the Laser Stadium when you have mastered the Neo-Victorian Pure Land?"

"As far as I know, on the one hand, your purpose is to attract the attention of the world, in order to rescue the hanged man who has been arrested for many years, but even so, is the amplitude of your movement too violent?"

The fool pursed his lips and said, "This is to blame for me being too young, and my vision of some things is not comprehensive enough. ”

Paper Kite said: "This explanation is obviously too distracting, you must know that you can not imagine everything, but magicians and priestesses will never be able to do so, and the members of your family do not have their own thoughts and ideas, if there is no clear purpose for execution, they will not fight for their lives so much." ”

The fool smiled, "It seems that my words can't change your mind?"

"If you want to change my mind, then you are doomed to fail from the beginning. ”

The fool shrugged his shoulders, as if agreeing with the paper kite's statement, and then said, "Since you know my thoughts, do you have any guidance or comment on this?"

The paper kite stared at the fool and said, "You're crazy. ”

The fool looked at the paper kite, and for a while the fool looked up and laughed.

His laughter was contrary to his gentle and warm appearance, and his smile was very bold and cheerful.

After laughing, the fool still shook his head slightly with a smile and said, "People said this about me many years ago, when I was still a child in the eyes of others, and when I, the 'child', told them what was in my heart, they laughed and called me a 'little madman'. ”

And when I told them those thoughts over and over again, the smiles on their faces gradually solidified and faded, and their tones became solemn and slow. However, the words did not change. ”

...

"You're crazy!"

...

There was a faint smile on the corner of the fool's mouth, but there was not the slightest look of happiness in his eyes.

"After that, I was sent to a nursing home, where I spent many years. At first, the doctor would prescribe some medication to help me with the so-called 'maintenance treatment', but those drugs were soon stopped because the doctor clearly found that I did not have any symptoms. ”

At this, the fool pointed to his head and said, "There has never been any illness here. Then he moved his palm and pressed it to his chest and said, "It's just that there is a little monster living here." ”

There was no emotional change on the paper kite's face, and she was keenly aware of the great danger hidden under the fool's monologue.

The so-called human nature is inherently good.

Numerous scholars have objected to this statement, and regardless of the arguments, it is correct and practical to apply to fools.

The Fool is an outlier by nature.

The Alien Fool continues to tell his story.

"I've been living there ever since, and although the doctor can prove that I'm not sick, I can't fit in with the world I used to be. ”

Speaking of this, the fool smiled and said, "But I have no regrets, thinking that at the same time that I was abandoned, I also truly had freedom. As the price of getting it, it's worth giving up some of your feelings. ”

This time, the fool laughed a little heartily.

The paper kite was silent.

The fool stopped completely, then turned his gaze back to the paper kite and said, "So, it's not that I'm crazy, but that... That's who I am. ”