Chapter 22: Out of Motion

The result is what it is now. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After taking a temporary farewell from Liangyi's hospital room, he and Aozaki Orange went to a café.

Rodriten sat upright, his eyes staring mercilessly at the magician across from him. Aozaki Orange ordered the most expensive variety without any pressure, and then took out a pack of inferior cigarettes from his pocket with taste, until he was told by the waiter that smoking was prohibited here, and then put those things away with a stupid face.

"Say it in advance, it's useless if you kill me"

As if seeing the way Rhodes looked at him, Orange turned his head with an indifferent expression, as if to say, 'Can you give it a try?'.

"I already know, so please hurry up if you want to say anything" Rod just glanced at her, then closed his eyes. Although he had a cup of coffee in front of him, he didn't mean to drink it.

Or rather, the meaning of the existence of this cup of coffee is just a pass for Rhodes.

He didn't like coffee or the men and women in the café, and it was a new but never pleasant experience for him.

Especially, when he's still facing such a character.

Aozaki Orange picked up the coffee cup, took a shallow sip, and then started the conversation.

"Then let's be straightforward, why did you kill me, this should always be explained to the victim, right?"

"Then I also ask the same question, why are you approaching the two rituals"

Rod's eyes didn't blink "If you answer this question, I'll tell me your reason"

"Is that so insincere? You killed me once, as compensation—"

"Magicians are damned" Orange's words were not finished, but Rhodes interrupted her, looking coldly at the warm eyes behind the other party's glasses, and the knight did not even waver at all.

Kill if necessary, for the other person must have been evil.

I know that.

Magicians are not absolutely good, and killing people is just a common thing for them, although it is unfair to say that it is absolutely unfair, but it is difficult to make mistakes.

"Then you really hate magicians," Orange's eyes widened, and his expression was incredulous. She pushed her glasses on the bridge of her nose, then picked up her coffee cup and took another sip.

The bitter taste slowly spreads in the mouth, slightly numbing the tip of the tongue, but the delicate taste lingers.

Orange nodded secretly.

It is worthy of the most expensive, and in terms of results, it is really worthy of the name.

"Yes, so, are you going to answer my question?" asked Rodritte.

"I refuse" and Orange is not going to make any compromises, she does not want to let go of the slightest initiative, especially the unlikable guy in front of her.

"That's not the time to talk," Rhodes was about to get up immediately.

"No, no, sit down first, let me ask you first, what are you going to do if you don't have to talk about it?"

Orange has never experienced such negotiations.

For magicians and mortals, negotiation is the work of compromising with each other, and then using the art of language to achieve their own ends, to express their ideas implicitly, and to mislead others.

But here, it seems to be completely useless.

The knight laid out what he wanted to know, and if he refused to provide it, there was no negotiation, no compromise, no ambiguous division.

It's so concise that you can't do it.

-- Things that are too clear cannot be interfered with by magic.

It's the same thing.

The more familiar it is, the less there are unknown parts.

In the final analysis, although magic is something that flows from the root, what flows out is nothing more than 'unknown'.

Since we don't know the whole of the flames, the ambiguity in the flames can be used. Use the parts that humans can guess at will to turn dreams into reality.

Although there are too many gaps in principle, in general, there is not much problem in this understanding.

And Rodritte's negotiations, if you want to use this metaphor, are something that has been clearly known.

There are no superfluous means at all, and you can only do it in a dignified manner.

Completely imprecise, coarse to the extreme's mode of exchange.

It's a real annoyance for oranges who like to pursue delicacy in everything.

And the worst part is that she has to move to such a guy.

Otherwise-

What will happen is really unknown.

"If you plan to do something, of course it's very simple, although it's useless, you can be resurrected if you kill it, but if you dare to stand in my way, fighting is not something my generation is afraid of"

The coffee in front of him didn't move, and Rodriette looked down at the orange.

"Kill you, resurrect once and kill once, resurrect ten times and kill ten times"

Then, he was going to get out of here.

"Wait!"

The orange snapped and covered her forehead, and her brows were bruised.

How long has it been since I've heard this kind of unceremonious statement? As the three primary colors of the clock tower, how long has it been since such a guy who dares to provoke himself has appeared?

It's like the idea of freeing one's strongest demon and annihilating him on the spot.

But when you think about it, you know that it can't be done at all.

It had already been verified in that death.

Rodrithe is not an enemy that can be easily annihilated, and if a single 'must-kill' can solve the problem, then it is undoubtedly an insult to his own work.

But, is there really going to be a compromise?

“・・・”

Rodriette and Orange stared at each other, finally, slightly away.

"Don't do anything harmful to her, magician, or I'll do what I say"

Then he left the coffee shop.

Orange watched in silence as he left the door of the shop.

'Anything harmful'

What does this sentence mean?

Don't want the two ceremonies to be harmed?

"Ma'am, are you going to settle the bill now?"

He didn't pay for it and left...

The green tendons are jumping.

Glancing at the drinks ordered by the two of them, even if it was an 'adult' who already had a job income, Orange couldn't help but regret his previous reckless actions.

Pulling out her purse, she asked again, expecting that the price would give her some comfort.

But then the waiter's smile made her cry.

"Benefit, 4,000 yuan"

・・・My heart hurts suddenly.