Wood shrugged, "I once met a group of children who were ostracized by the whole world and were called 'cursed children' by all human beings......"

Beatrice frowned, but didn't interrupt Wood, but listened quietly to Wood's account of the Cursed Son's situation.

“…… Sadism, slashing, venting, all sorts of unimaginable cruelty will be used against little girls who are not more than ten years old, but even in this case......"

Wood's face showed a hint of complexity: "They are in the area adjacent to the monsters, and they will still look at the humans who treat them like devils with longing eyes, quietly lurking in the shadows, looking at those humans with innocent and curious eyes...... I want to fit in with that group. ”

"Even if it is a tool that can be thrown away like a board or a screwdriver in the hands of a human being, they want to be able to fit in."

Wood curbed the annoyance on his face for a moment, looked at Beatrice and said, "And the way you look at the door is no different from theirs, that's why I walked in here that day." The only difference between you and them is ...... What binds them is the harsh reality; And the ...... that binds you It's your choice. ”

The corners of Wood's mouth hooked: "Or is it more appropriate for you to imagine 'that person' yourself?" Obviously, in order to say goodbye to loneliness, I sat day and night in front of the door, expecting the door that you can push open at any time to open from the outside, but after coming to people, he often showed boredom and resistance on his face, and you don't feel tired for more than 400 years? ”

"So what?"

Beatrice's face didn't change, but the hand on the book crumpled the folds: "What happened to your ridiculous 'cursed child'?" ”

"I completely eradicated their yearning, made them selfish in their desire to integrate into humanity, and eventually formed a new group!"

"What?"

Hearing this, Beatrice suddenly stood up from her chair, her face looking a little annoyed for some reason: "You guy is really a complete scumbag. ”

"I don't deny it!"

Wood shrugged, "But I don't think I've done anything wrong either. ”

Beatrice looked at Wood with a cold gaze, and finally sat down again with a cold snort.

"Just like you, you keep expecting the people you are waiting for, only to be disappointed again and again."

"The more times you are disappointed, it will turn into despair and eventually drive yourself to a dead end." Wood said this, a sneer appeared on his face: "How many times have you been disappointed in four hundred years?" If...... I mean, if you never wait for that person, what choice will you make in the end? ”

What are the options?

Beatrice froze as she turned the page, and the coldness on her face gradually dissipated, replaced by some bleak bitterness.

What choice will be made, she does not know......

But if you can never wait for the so-called 'that person', even if you don't want to admit it, Beatrice knows it in her heart...... He will go from disappointment to despair, as Wood said!

"Exactly!"

Wood snapped his fingers: "You, who have bound yourself, will eventually feel hopeless, tired, and eventually dead." ”

"The same is true of the cursed children, who continue to aspire to their perdition, and even if a small part of humanity is willing to accept them, the rest of humanity will never contain them; It's like someone likes to have a dog, and someone doesn't like a dog, once a dog bites someone, don't say that a mad dog bites, even if a human takes the initiative to provoke the dog to be bitten......"

"Those who don't like dogs will also unite, and use words and actions to make these dogs and dog owners understand that 'I' is the most noble!!"

"And the cursed son is a dog in the eyes of men, obedient and obedient, and allowed to be beaten and scolded, to be served, to be killed, and to be humiliated...... That's just the way it goes. And once there are signs of unbearable humiliation, the end result is ...... Perish; What's more, they themselves are as unstable as mad dogs. ”

"Therefore, it is better to let them gather like mad dogs, to exclude humans, and become a growing group, a group that can compete with humans; It's like the demonic beasts that are sealed in the enchantment here, they live in their own realm, even if they are feared by humans and want to be completely wiped out, they are also afraid of their own strength. ”

"The same goes for it!"

Wood said and smiled: "Of course, my cute Lori are not mad dogs and monsters, they are just special human beings, they have their own concepts of good and evil, and they have their own thoughts, and they will not take the initiative to attack humans when they live together." ”

Beatrice subconsciously wanted to refute, but when the words came to her lips, she knew how to refute.

From a human point of view, Wood can be said to be devoid of humanity; But from the perspective of the Cursed Son, Wood can be said to be their god.

As Wood said, they are not mad dogs and monsters after all, but have the same mind as humans, but with something special, just like ......

The same as yourself!

So Beatrice couldn't refute it, because her own position was more akin to that of the Cursed Child.

"And you're in ...... situation"

Wood leaned back in his chair with a tired face: "It can be said that it is countless times better than them, but it can also be said that it is countless times worse." ”

Beatrice slowly closed the book in her hand, not asking Wood what it meant.

Because she understands......

It is countless times better because you have the opportunity to choose on your own initiative, and you have the strength to decide everything, and the world will accept you.

And the difference is countless times because of ......

They have a group, and if they never wait for 'that person', they will despair forever, stay in this library that has imprisoned them for 400 years, and die alone!!

"Your strength is fantastic. Be sure to lend me the power of the elves! ”

"—annoyed, go aside."

……

"Spending such a long, lonely time in this place. This fate is too cruel. I don't know who you're trapped here, but I won't forgive you! ”

"—What do you know? This is an important duty that my mother has given me! ”

……

"Shouldn't this knowledge be made public? Don't you know how many lives can be saved by making this knowledge public? You should understand these. ”

"—How much I can save, it's none of my business. The only thing Betty can save is what she holds in her hands. The only one who can save Betty is one person. ”

……

Four hundred years.

Even if there is no request or permission, there are not many people who arrive at the forbidden book vault.

They, they'...... She had said a lot to herself to the gatekeeper of the forbidden library, but in the end she would be asked to open the library.

These requests, proposals, and orders have been shaken by their own suspicions that they may be right.

Whenever the door is pushed open and the sunlight is shining in from outside, I don't know how many times I think that this time it must be 'that person'.

However, none of them knew the duties of 'that person', and the book in their hands did not show that they were 'that person', and as a result, Beatrice's expectations were betrayed again and again, and all they got was disappointment again and again.

Perhaps, as Wood put it......

I don't know when, I have turned from death to despair.

Next

Perhaps dying to escape it was her only option.

"So what?"

Beatrice looked at Wood with a mocking look on her face, as if she were sneering and self-deprecating: "What choice do you want me to make?" ”

"It's not up to you what you choose."

Wood yawned and rubbed his eyes vigorously: "If it's according to my thoughts......"

The mockery in Beatrice's eyes grew stronger.

"Forget about 'that person,' and don't have hope that anyone will be 'that person,' including me, and if you see me as a stranger in your life, and if you cut out all hope, you won't be disappointed."

"Not to mention, how nice it is to live here alone!"

"Huh?"

"Loneliness, it's good to get used to it, anyway, as long as you don't let yourself down, you naturally won't feel hopeless. Wouldn't it be nice to read books in the forbidden library every day, and go out for a stroll when you want to see the scenery, and stay here forever. ”

"The most important thing is ...... How safe it is here!! ”

“……”

“……”

Beatrice's little face turned from white to black, and then from black to red, and finally her whole face was faintly purple, and she gritted her teeth and popped out a few words.

"You! Piece! Mix! Egg! ”

“？？？”

Wood blinked, blinking at Beatrice, who had gotten up angrily and was walking towards her room.

Is this choice wrong?

He genuinely felt ......

It's good to keep living this way.

……