Austin felt like he was in a dark place, surrounded by real darkness and silence that was more like a black prison than a black prison. He wanted to shout, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make a sound: he wanted to struggle, but he felt as if he was imprisoned by something, and it was impossible to even blink. Gradually, he felt that his body no longer belonged to him, and all kinds of perceptions dissipated into dead silence, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

But fortunately, here he does not feel cold, nor does he feel hungry, only lonely and helpless, as if drifting at the end of the universe, and he is the only one who walks through the eternal night.

Just when Austin felt that he was about to dissipate into this darkness, a touch of ice blue appeared in front of him.

Austin struggles to keep his eyes open to see, only to find that he has no control over the intersection of visions. He let out a wry smile in his heart, letting the ice blue spin slowly in front of him.

Suddenly, the ice blue approached him, and Austin finally saw clearly, it was a pair of eyes! Austin dared to swear, this was the most beautiful pair of eyes he had ever seen, obviously bright blue, but it made him think of the purest transparent ice, obviously so small in this darkness, but it made him think of the vast sea rolling up thousands of waves!

A voice came into his consciousness, deafening: "Are you willing?"

Are you willing?

Willing to die like this?

Willing to be tortured in the black prison just as his body rots?

Willing to survive the black prison and see the hope of life, but have to give up?

Willing to let the ambitions of those years dissipate in this unknown darkness?

Unwilling!

I want light!

Austin's heart began to roar, and for a moment, he found himself in control of his body, the darkness around him because his eyes were closed, and the silence around him was because of the closure of his perception.

When he opened his eyes, there was light, and Austin opened his eyes.

"Ah, he's awake, go and inform Lord Von Lantlin!"

He heard an exclamation from beside him, what seemed to be a soft female voice.

It's nice to hear that, Austin smiled in relief.

Thirty minutes later, von Lanthlin sat across from Austin, holding a glass in his left hand, and the golden liquid in it repeatedly licked the walls of the glass with the shaking of his wrist, and the strong smell and dazzling golden yellow of the glass made Austin recognize that it was the kind of wine called "High Noon". In his right hand, he held a thick cigar, ignoring the silent protest in Austin's eyes and the violent heaving of his chest, making the room smoky.

Von Lantrin didn't know what he was thinking, he had been in for twenty minutes, but he was just sipping wine in a daze, the high-end cigar was bright and dark in his left hand, and a slight crackling sound sounded in the silent room from time to time.

"Sit down, don't be inhibited. Von Lantrin came back to his senses and said subconsciously.

When the entourage heard this, facing the patient on the opposite bed, they did not question Von Lantlin's words, and immediately fiddled with Austin, and in less than ten seconds, Austin sat upright, but his face wrapped in bandages kept grinning with pain.

Feng Lantrin paused for a moment, smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't mean that......"

Looking at the entourage around him who were about to make a move, Von Lantlin hurriedly said, "Don't, that's it! ”

The entourage bowed and silently exited the room. Austin could faintly see that the cold sweat in everyone's hair had wet their sideburns.

"These people are not me, they don't quite understand what I mean, and I'm very sorry for what just happened......"

"What the are you playing with me?" Austin had been roaring helplessly in his heart, but looking at Von Lantlin's eyes was full of sincerity and understanding.

Those who survive this world are not fools who only know about killing and ruthlessness.

Von Lantrin was very satisfied with Austin's eyes, drank the wine in the glass, and then waved his big hand, and suddenly there was a huge suction force in the cup, and the smoke in the room was gathered into a ball, which slowly rotated in the cup, but the other things in the room did not move at all, and the medical records on the face table showed no signs of being blown off.

Austin was obviously restrained by this hand, and said in a hoarse voice: "Dear Lord von Lantlin, I don't know what you are doing to see me, a sinner?"

Although he wanted to show respect, he still unconsciously put on mockery in his tone. Austin smiled bitterly. However, there was no fear in his heart, and since Von Lantrin had brought him out of the black prison and spent all his efforts to bring him to heal, he should not be guilty of another sentence against him.

Von Lantlin also apparently noticed the dissatisfaction in Austin's tone, smiled absently, and said, "Actually, your sin is very simple to explain...... You appeared in the 'bandits' who assassinated the princess because you were a spy in my inquisition, and you didn't kill any of them, just watched, and those people were dead anyway, who knows who killed them...... As for the conflict at the gates, I don't know why you ended up messing with those two men and attacking them, but it certainly saved your life and explained things better....."

"Who are those two people?" Austin asked the question that had been haunting him for a long time.

"You don't know who they are?" von Lantlin gave a strange smile, "Then forget it, leave them alone, just treat them as the remnants of 'Zheng*'." ”

Austin was silent, the round-up of the seventh-order supernatural was beyond the realm of what he could touch. Little did he know at this time that the girl was a hundred times more important than Green.

"Don't interrupt me, listen to me first. Von Lantrin waved his hand, and then said: "That is to say, now your life and death are in my hands, now you have two choices, either you really become a secret agent of the Inquisition, from you just entered Apocalypse City to the present file I can prepare for you, but you must use the underground forces you are familiar with when we need it, or even betray it." ”

"What about the other one?"

Von Lantrin shrugged his shoulders: "Since I fished you out, I can't just send you back to the black prison, maybe I will sell you to the scientific research department to do some human experiments, or send you to the dead camp as cannon fodder after brainwashing." ”

Austin couldn't help but feel a chill when he heard Von Lantlin's indifferent tone. As long as he refuses, the examples in von Lantlin's mouth will become his real life.

But why refuse? Isn't it just a return to darkness? Isn't it betrayal and betrayal?

Austin's eyes became fierce, and he said, "Of course I chose the first one, and I would like to take the lead of the adults." ”

Von Lantrin nodded, and his next words undoubtedly gave Austin a huge surprise: "I think you're very good...... From now on, work under me, and I'll transfer your identity from the Intelligence Department to the Operations Department, even though your identity is a forgery. ”

Austin could barely believe his ears, his heart pounded, and his voice was a little sharp: "Why! What do I have to value you so much!"

Von Lantrin stood up and walked to the door, glancing at him Austin, his approachable expression suddenly disappeared, leaving only a kind of arrogance and hardness, like a superior carved out of white stone, like an eagle soaring in the sky seeing a rabbit destined to escape.

"Austin...... For some people, pulling you when they see you is pleasing to the eye is no different from saving a kitten or puppy. Don't talk to me about self-esteem, creatures living at the bottom have never had such a thing. ”

With that, Von Lantrin strode out, leaving only Austin, who was a little sluggish.

"I see, thank you, sir. ”

Hearing the voice coming from behind him, Feng Lantlin's ice-like face instantly dissolved, revealing a smile in the shadows that no one saw.

"And...... Your eyes become beautiful and have the color of your hometown. A thought flashed through von Lantlin's mind