Chapter 8: The Night of Fate Halt 1

Gerdo's strange evil traps the inhabitants in a secluded town, and this evil hides in the buildings in the center of the town. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

It looks like a government agency, with the carvings, sharp corners and patterns typical of the Rantt building. The flat-roofed structure of the building has been stripped of useless minarets, and the abundance of windows means that there are many workers, or once was, many people here. There is no waste in the volume of the building, and there is no excessive reflection of the Chinese and unrealistic style of the Rant's architecture, which makes people feel that this is a pragmatic and reliable office space.

Convinced that evil must be hiding here, Clinos prepares to go in and say hello to this power. The handles on the wooden doors were rusty, and the keyholes looked like they had long since lost their purpose. Clinos pushed the door, but the rust made it not move at all.

Klinos pondered whether to use a spell to blow up the pile of rotten wood, when a man's voice came from the door:

"Won't people knock on the door now?"

The voice sounded young and humorous, and these things can scare people in this town.

Clinos knocked cautiously on the door, and like all of us, Clinos knocked three times.

"It's not okay to knock on the door like this, we have a code! Knock three times slowly, then two times quickly, understand?" the voice continued, "Ah, I lied to you." Those who want to come in have a more special way of knocking, and we can knock on the door, probably because of our tradition of hospitality. If I want to say that tradition is a good thing, after all, it is a social experience that has been popular for thousands of years. It's just that in the passage of time, tradition slowly becomes obscured and ritualized. I'm not saying that rituals are bad, and I enjoy them, and every time I see so many interesting things offered by mortals to knock on my door, I can't help but think that these mortals are more worthy of the title of demon than we are. But then again, if you want to come in, we can make a deal. ”

Krinos began to get tired of the chattering mouth in the door, and stepped into the building with a loud bang and flying sawdust. When the debris settled, Clinos saw nothing but a dusty room, and the candlesticks on the reception table had long since burned out and been swallowed up in dust.

The voice continued: "That's right, that's what I want to say. Rituals, traditions, are just symbols, and we just want to know how eager you are to open the folding door. Look at what the mages are doing now, baby hearts, charred corpses, these are not what we want, these guys are going to use these things to make potions or something, even if not for the ritual. Brutality and killing have become our habits, and it's ridiculous to expect this to win our attention. If they sacrifice some of the women they love, or their own eyes, we will gladly take care of these small businesses. It reminds me of the original demon summoning, the elf who also broke into Hell to get what he wanted. It doesn't matter what his name is, Iscuento, Iskantto? ”

"I didn't expect the arrogant demon to use such humorous words and have no scruples about revealing his identity, but why is he hiding in the shadows?" said Klinos.

"Look at me, patronizing and telling boring old days. ”

Suddenly, the candlesticks in the room lit up. The room, which was not very dark, is now bright. With the light of the candles, the hall, which was far more dilapidated and dusty, suddenly took on a new look. A man appeared on the back of the hall, dressed as a merchant. The face is thin and ordinary, and even if you throw it into the crowd, you won't be noticed. There is no beard on the face, and if it is not often groomed, the body is still very young.

"Forgive me for not treating you well, I've always been taught the lesson: 'Snake, if you don't entertain your guests well, business will be ruined. I hope the dirty mess in the room didn't cause a problem for our business. As he spoke, the man walked up to the reception desk: "So, tell me your wishes." Stop looking for something as ridiculous as the Stick of Truth, your wishes can be fulfilled with me, as long as you are willing to exchange. ”

A blank contract was put on the table at some point.

"You can see into people's hearts, and I think you know my desires. Now try to convince me. "Clinos had heard a lot about demonic deals, and nothing came of it.

"You may be too biased against us, knowing that many heroes have traded with us before we were known to history. And we conscientiously fulfill the content of the contract and do everything that the guests need. The man explained aggrievedly: "Or you've heard that we always find ways to make things worse, and that's right." Business is business, and if everyone is happy, there will be no more customers coming to the door. Otherwise, why do you think the car repairer replaces you with inferior parts, and the doctor prescribes inconsequential drugs to the patient?

"I've never heard that demons can be forced by life. ”

The man smiled bitterly and said, "Hell is a cruel place, don't you know?" The Code of Etalon says that those souls who are lost in consciousness are really happy, while we creatures cursed by sin live forever in each other's karmic fires, the flames of the lake of fire never go out, and the vultures hovering above our heads never have to sleep. Every day we long for death, for the gift that God has given you mortals. However, only the soul of the created can temporarily extinguish the burning of the flames. ”

"How about we make a deal, I'll give you a gold coin, and then you go back to your own lake of fire. Doesn't that sound like a good deal?"

"I'm afraid I can't accept this kind of deal, but I'm sure we can negotiate to a mutually satisfactory term. ”

"You know me very well, and your evil gaze even sees everything in my heart. But I don't know much about you, and you should at least tell me. Why should I trust a demon, and how can you ensure that my wishes are fulfilled?"

"Clinos White, I know that you have an extraordinary desire to control things, even if you don't have to read minds. You want everything to happen the way you want it to happen, even the conversation with the demon wants to get information out of it. But it won't do me any good to tell you this, and you know in your heart the viability of the devil's deal. So we can skip the confusion about the implementation of the clause and talk directly about the conditions?"

"What if I don't want to trade with you?"

The man leaned down on the reception table, approached Clinos and said:

"You're going to make a deal, and you're going to give your soul. Because it's fate, you know? Unpredictable fate, you're destined to come here and die here. ”

"Convince me. ”

"I'd love to give it a try, Mr. Clinos. The man said, "Do you know who this picture belongs to? When I first came here, I remember that I liked beautiful maidens." That kind of appearance can always confuse many people, how ridiculous it is that just because of appearances, human beings let down their inner guard. But I found this young man in the den of thieves in the eastern royal capital and used his appearance. Because he knows everything, everything about humanity. Everything is a springboard to achieve a goal, and everything that can be mastered is a pawn that can be used. He has ambitions, desires to rule over everything, wants everything in the world to do his will, what a simple expectation, isn't it? Sound familiar?"

The man walked out of the reception desk and slowly paced around Klinos, surveying the heart of the young man in front of him.

The man said, "You like to control the course of events, whether it's magic or gold. You want the world to obey your will, to calculate and use everything you can to achieve your own ends. Don't argue for the difference between the two of you, because you know for yourself. You have a definite goal, and you'll pay anything for it. Aren't that Ebner, that Abel all part of your cold plan? You are as cruel and cold-blooded as other souls who pursue their own sorrows. ”

"I don't agree with this. ”

"No one asks you for your consent because the truth is that it doesn't matter what you think in your heart. It's the things you do in front of people that matter, and they all point to you as a conspirator, a scheming careerist. ”

"You're a demagoguery!"

"Why be angry? Because you get to the point? Today you fight for the gloom of your childhood, tomorrow you will fight for world domination. ”

"Nonsense!"

"Oh, you're wrong. Do you really mean that human desires can be stopped, that those who win gambling will leave the table, or that if you cut down an old tree, you won't cut down the whole forest?" The man's voice began to grow low, but the small voice was word-for-heart: "I have seen your future, and you have erased everything you think is not worth existing, and the bloody sins are deeper than the wars of antiquity. You mortals can't see it, but I remember it vividly. All creatures call us demons, but we have never killed anyone. We are sin itself, and we cannot exercise any power without a sinful heart. ”

"You're right, it's really good, and it inspires me a lot. Klinos said lightly.

Hearing this, the man's face became nervous.

Klinus continued, "You've always emphasized that rituals and sacrifices are the only way to summon demons, but generally the demons are sent back to Hell after the contract is made. But you, as a demon, have been here for a long time, and even have time to travel and change your appearance, but why haven't you gone elsewhere to do your trade? because you can't exercise your power outside of Gerdor, and you can't go back to Hell because of the contract. ”

"You cunning human. The man exuded a familiar sense of evil.

"It's not over yet, you say you can't kill anyone except with an evil heart. I'm wondering if it's a curse to have some evil heart keep you here? Can you tell me now how to break this curse. How about I'll give you a good time and send you back to the Eternal Lake of Fire?" Clinos tilted his head with a playful expression.