"It turned out to be you. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoI should have thought that you can't just lie in bed and recuperate. You...... When did you come?"

"It was there from the beginning. Spinna, swaying her short chin-length blonde hair, said, "I was there before you found Brewster. ”

Hetty was stunned for a moment, which meant that Sulfur had been following Hetty and Brewster to the underground demon lab, and had followed all the way. As mentioned before, Herty is not a "perceptive" character in Greatsword, but he can still spot Brewster easily. This is because warriors have much more sensitive senses than humans. However, it was a different story for Sulfona, who was also a warrior. It was difficult for Hetty to perceive the demonic power around her, and Sulfur would not use demonic power at all in her normal state. In doing so, Hetty discovers that Sulfur has become an almost impossible thing.

"You...... "Hetty said slowly, raising his broadsword, "Do you still think I'm wrong after knowing all this......?" I thought you'd understand me. ”

"I understand you, but I do think it's all wrong. ”

"Wrong?" Hetty smiled bitterly, "How much profit have I brought to the Holy City by breeding demons and domesticating demons over the years? If it weren't for these demons, I don't know how many people would have starved to death from the famine in the past few years." Demon cannibalism looks terrifying. Pluck the person's head off with a pop, then cut the stomach open and pull out the internal organs. But the famine is even more terrible, and those who have not seen the horror of starvation cannot understand it. The human body shrunk, like a piece of rotten wood floating on the water. The whole body was blackened by the sun, and only the tongue was pink. The tongue is so thin that it sticks out of its mouth like a serpent's letter, and it can never be taken back. The child's hungry skin and bones are like peeled oranges, and the tendons on the body can be seen. With these "producers", there was no more famine. The world only thinks that it is the Chamber of Commerce that opens the way to transport grain, but they do not know that all this is mainly due to demons. No one understands this, and neither do you, Sulfona?"

"You're wrong, Hetty. Sulfona shook her head, "You were wrong from the beginning. If you are right, why are good people being thought of as villains and pierced by arrows? Why don't the people know the truth of all this? If you think you are right, why are you not willing to make it public and kill Alik? Why do you say that the demons you have created are driven by the rotten aristocracy?"

Hetty was stunned.

"If you say I'm wrong, tell me, what's wrong with me?"

"I said it, and I was wrong from the beginning. "Hetty, what do you think you are?"

"I am ......"

Hetty had several answers in her mind, but she hesitated before she could leave. She can be a great sword, a No.2 warrior, and a senior of Sulfona. She can also be a devout Gemini, a saint, and an object of veneration. But in fact she is also one of the cultivators of demons, and her creation caused the destruction of the villages around the Holy City, and she is a sinner. Three contradictory identities intertwine in Hetty's body, and before she knows it, Hetty herself begins to get lost.

"When we were trainees, we needed to find out what a 'warrior' was so that we could become a real warrior. And after becoming a warrior, we also need to know what our essence is, so that we can find the direction of our warrior practice. This stage is called 'psychic'......" Sulfura looked at Heti's greatsword and said, "After channeling, the greatsword will have a will of its own. Hety, I see your sword crying. Because her master no longer knows who she is. ”

"You've become arrogant, Hety. You begin to compare the values of life between them. You think it's better to turn a few robbers into food for the demons than for more people to starve to death. The reason you get this result is because you're counting. You think it's better to have three dead than ten. "But from what standpoint do you think so?" and what right do you have to judge that the lives of three people are worth less than the lives of ten? You yourself are a part of life. Hetty, you are not a god, you are not an emperor, you are a warrior. You are a hybrid of a demon and a human, a monster somewhere between two races. You shouldn't take sides from the start. ”

"Favor either side......?"

"That's right. Sulfona nodded and said, "Look at the demons that Cook created, isn't that another form of 'fusion ritual'?" After all, we warriors are just products of the organization. Cook mixes archetypes with humans, and adds stimuli to create new demons. And the tissue cuts open our abdomen and implants the flesh and blood of the demons to create half-demons. We are essentially the same thing. It's just that when a complete 'archetype' parasitizes it, it will erode humanity and destroy human tissues and brains. We warriors and demon flesh are in a state of incomplete fusion. As long as our will is relaxed slightly, the demon flesh in our belly will turn us into real demons. Isn't Alex, now corrupted by the Archetypes, a Slayer on his way to destruction?"

Hetty was speechless. She'd seen these things for a long time, and Cook's experiments had been a subtle reminder of them. The so-called warriors are just the product of another kind of "demon exploitation plan". This kind of program is more mature and has a higher success rate. The warriors produced are even stronger than the "combatants", and they can still be rational. However, Hetty didn't want to admit it, she didn't want to admit that she was nothing more than a "product". And Sulfona is now going to expose this last fig leaf.

"So, in a way, you are the same as the demons you have produced. You have handcuffed them with chains and forced them to labor for themselves. And the rules of the organization have handcuffed us to deal with demons. You have created and enslaved these demons for the sake of feeding countless people in the Holy City. And the organization is also enslaving our warriors to save thousands of people who have been attacked by wild demons. Come to think of it, these human-turned-from-archetypes are more like our race. They may still retain the idea of human beings, and they still want to be close to human beings, but they themselves are feared and spurned by human beings. Isn't that exactly the same as a warrior?"

“……”

"You think you're great, but that's based on your torment of these man-made demons. You never produced or changed anything, it never got better. You're just transferring the pain of humanity onto demons. These producers are discriminated against and enslaved from birth, and they themselves have done nothing wrong. ”

"What do you think?" asked Hetty, "If it were you, what would you do if you were from my side? Even though we are a mixture of demons and humans, what's wrong with favoring humans? Don't you usually kill demons? According to you, do you kill as many demons as you want to kill as many humans as you want?"

"Hetty, you're calculating again. Killing is never our goal. Sulfona sighed and said, "I was also confused, but I have learned a lot from humans during this time. The knight of the human race, whom you despise, demands himself with the sword in his hand. The longsword is cut on both sides, it is not a blade to destroy one side, it is a valve to maintain balance. When the strong oppress the weak, the sword balances the contradictions. Between humans and demons, it is clear that demons have the upper hand, so we warriors choose to kill demons. Killing is the easiest way to do it, but it's not our mission itself. When the demons are in a vulnerable position, we are also responsible for saving the demons. Because there is also a part of our body that is demonic. Without demons, warriors have no meaning to exist. What we need to do is to maintain the fragile balance during this period. ”

"—This is my kendo. ”

Hetty was silent for a long time. Sulfona's words reminded her of when she was a trainee. If Hetty had been the same young she, Hetty might have been impressed by Sulfona. But now Hettie can't turn back. Her heart, her sword, everything about her had become completely integrated with the watchtower. She has put too much effort into it here, and she has placed too much hope on it. Hetty was a warrior of the same age as Kiri, Virginia, and she was nearing the end of her warrior age. No matter what Sulfona said, she couldn't and couldn't listen anymore.

Hetty shook her head and drew her broadsword.

"My junior, although we are enemies now, what I said to you before is not half false. Your current body should no longer use demonic power. If you really try to use all your strength, you might die. ”

"If that's the case, that's fine. Sulfona chuckled, "Generosity in the face of death is something I've learned from human knights. ”

"Looks like you're trying to stop me. ”

"If I don't stop you, you'll kill Alik below. ”

"He's not Alik anymore, he's just a wreck. The probability of the archetypal merging is very low, and even if you stop me, he will die. ”

"But that's not the same as you killing him. "It was a fight between him and Palmer. Although the form has changed, the battle field has changed to the foot of the Holy City, Palmer has more of his soldiers by his side, and half of Alik has become a demon - but they are still dueling. This is a duel in the open, and even if one side dies, it will die as it deserves. We should not interfere with them. ”

"The ideas don't agree, it seems that we have nothing to say. We're going to have to fight. ”

"Exactly. ”

"If I were ten years younger, maybe ......"

Hetty silently raised her sword, her hands trembling slightly. Seeing Hetty like this, Sulfona couldn't help but sigh. She knew that Hettie and herself were fighting each other, not so much because of ideological contradictions and conflicts, but because she didn't want to admit that her life was meaningless. Sulfona also raised her great sword in her hand, and she calmed her breathing. Hetty is currently the No.2 ranked fighter among the fighters, and he can't be careless in the face of her.