Can't open your eyes......

Swain felt as if he had woken up from his sleep, but he couldn't move, not only his hands and feet, but also his eyelids.

Tired......

Although he knew that he was awake, Swain preferred to let himself sleep, he was too tired, his head was dizzy, and his mind was bound and restricted by the dark mire, and he did not even have the strength to think.

However, just when he wanted to fall asleep again, his exhausted consciousness could not fall into a deep sleep.

There seemed to be a very weak, faint light, in the depths of his dark consciousness, urging him to wake up.

Struggling to support his spirit, Swain listened carefully to explore the subtle light of self-consciousness.

"My child ......"

Swain quickly understood who it was.

Atropos.

"Are you ready to answer me...... My kids ......"

Sven subconsciously opened his mouth, and then suddenly realized his current situation.

"Yes......"

Sven's eyes twitched, but he didn't open them.

"I'm dying......"

Ernest's sword pierced his heart, and Sven, who was emptied of the magic in his body by Yang's bullet, was no different from an ordinary person, and it wouldn't take long for him to die from this kind of injury.

"Are you afraid of death......"

Death?

Swain was confused, compared to ordinary people, he had too many experiences close to death, how many times the rain of bullets shot his body to a thousand holes, how many times the blade of the sword cut his flesh and skin, but those experiences, can they be regarded as death?

Even if the heart is pierced, even if the head is cut off, no fatal wound is enough to kill Swain, who has the magic power of the Grand Magus, so Sven has never been afraid of death before this.

But now, faced with Atropos' problem, Swain is confused.

Are you afraid of death?

Swain remembers telling Caterina that she was born to die.

So now, is it the time to make your own wishes, or is it the time to find yourself cowardly?

The half-asleep and half-awake consciousness is like a fluctuating fog, and the thoughts flutter quickly and disappear quickly.

In that dream-like world, the feeling is no longer reliable, everything can be illusory, and everything can be real.

When a pair of hands touched Swain's face, Swain felt that he couldn't tell if it was a hallucination or a real feeling.

"My child ......"

The warmth of the real and the illusory passed through, and Swain felt that he wanted to sleep even more, but his spirit became more awake.

"If you still have nostalgia for this world......"

"Just admit it......"

"Fade away your chaotic nature and truly embrace the world......"

"Be the 'person' you want to be......"

Sven snapped open his eyes that he hadn't been able to open all along, and appeared in front of him, a face he had never seen before.

The eyebrows were very unfamiliar, but the smell and temperature were very familiar.

He couldn't help but think of someone.

"Is this ......" Sven's lips quivered, "is my mother the way it looks?"

The man in front of him didn't speak, but those warm eyes had already told him everything.

"You've never seen your mother's appearance. ”

Swain pursed his lips and didn't speak.

"Say everything you want to say. Atropos took Swain into his arms, but his voice was as gentle as a mother's, "You're tired, you've been suffering like this, you've been suffering like this, you've wanted to rest, right?"

"But how can I rest......" Swain leaned into Atropos' arms, his tone confused and sad, "I can't get rid of you, how can I get rest?"

"Why do you feel pain around me?" Atropos shook his head and sighed softly, "You are like this, and so is Winston, and you Jericho, always seem to be afraid of me, and try to escape from me. The funny thing is that you know that once such a thought arises, it will be known to me. ”

"So, you can actually see what's going on in my mind?" Swain sighed slightly, it was a great irony that his enemies had been watching him all along.

"Yes, and I can understand your actions, because your grandfather did the same thing as you. ”

Swain was silent, as Atropos had said, the Jerichos had been trying to get rid of the task given to them by their ancestors, but no one had ever succeeded.

"In the end, the prison became a cell for the jailers, who were locked up by the prisoners. Atropos's voice was very soft and faint, and he could not hear any emotion, "If you want to say that this is ridiculous, perhaps, but it is also an inevitability." The jailer and the prisoner are kept in the same prison, but it is the prison itself that holds the prisoner, and it is the duty of the heart that holds the prisoner. ”

Sven bit his lip, his eyes reddening slightly.

"It is certainly not fair that you have done nothing wrong and have to bear such suffering on behalf of humanity. The Jerichos have endured too many years of suffering for the world, and they have never been rewarded for their efforts. ”

"You deserve something in return. ”

Atroposto raised his hands, his palms glowing, and a crown appeared in His hands.

"I will call you king, my child, and I will give you — power, glory, and kingdom!

Sven looked at Atropos blankly.

"I don't understand...... What do you mean......"

"My child," Atropos looked at Swain tenderly, the warmth on his face reminded Swain of his mother, "I was born in the middle of the night and has witnessed the world to this day, where the human mind and creativity are the most powerful things in the world, but at the same time the most difficult things to control. There must be someone who can control people's minds and pull humanity down the path of self-destruction. ”

"I chose you. ”

"I will give you authority—henceforth the minds of the world shall be in your hands, and you may command this society to obey you like a loyal dog, and I will give you glory—the years that the Jericho family held out in the midnight should not be forgotten, and their glory should be engraved in history, and shall be witnessed by history; I will give thee a kingdom—this world is thy kingdom, thy castle has been built, and knights have raised their swords for thee to ascend the throne!"

"I believe you can take care of this world and protect it from thriving. ”

Sven looked at Atropos, his eyes not even focused, as if he had lost his mind, and did not react.

"You want to ask why I chose you?" Even if Swain didn't speak, Atropos could know what he was thinking, "Because you're my child, Swain, you've always been my beloved child." ”

"No ......"

Swain softly spat out a word.

"This time, you didn't guess what I was thinking. ”

Atropos was stunned for a moment.

"You are the goddess born in the middle of the night, you exist in the human mind and consciousness, there is nothing you do not know except ......"

Swain took a deep breath.

"That person is out of society. ”

He untied Atropos' arms and stood up.

"But how do you do that kind of thing?"

Sven seemed to regain his senses, and a calm smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Why am I able to be your jailer?"

Atropos bowed his head.

"Because that's what I am—" Swain faced Atropos with open arms and a laugh, "I seek freedom, even willing to sacrifice myself to Chaos." I forsake morality and lawfulness, because all the reins are not enough to bind me. The only way to ask you is to let your thoughts and thoughts go beyond the boundaries of what you can understand!"

With a sudden wave of his hand, the darkness that enveloped him shattered like a lens.

"Now......" Swain let out a long breath, the look on his face cheerful, "I don't need any purpose anymore. ”

Atropos lifted his face and looked sad.

"This may be your fate. But even though I know what you're going to choose, I always try over and over again. ”

Atropos stood up in despair, and his form faded away.

"Well, then, Swain, I know exactly what kind of person you are, but it is because I know what kind of person you are, that I am more curious about what kind of choice you will make. ”

"What ending would you choose for yourself......

Swain watched Atropos disappear with no expression on his face.

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Ernest's hand holding the gun trembled.

He wanted to shoot the nasty guy in front of him, but he couldn't.

Théresy Daxda, the devil-like figure, puts Ernest under far greater pressure than Manfred, who once nearly killed him.

This man's words always seem to have a terrible magic that bewitches the hearts of others. But even though he knew that Thressi's words could never be trusted, Ernest couldn't help but think about the other party's words.

"Maybe I should remind you of the facts you have forgotten now. ”

The corners of Seresi's mouth were raised high, and the exaggerated smile seemed to be a painted face.

"Of course, it hurts, and even an admirable tough guy like you probably can't bear it—after all, your heart isn't as hard as your body. ”

Ernest pulled down the insurance.

"If you don't want this bullet to pierce your head," Ernest tried to steady his trembling hands, "just shut my mouth, no one wants to hear your nonsense." ”

"Really?" Thresy smiled, "but I disagree, and I believe that at least one person in this Imperial Hall is willing to listen to me." ”

Ernest was slightly surprised, then reacted immediately.

A biting chill ran against the back of his neck, and Ernest squatted down, dodging one of Vitin's axes.

But the axe didn't hit any of its targets - it cut Thressi in two.

Seresi, who was separated from his upper and lower bodies, did not feel any pain at all, and he even laughed sharply.

"Ahahahaha—it's fun, it's fun!

Sinjid, who only had the upper half of his body but was still laughing in horror, made Wei Ting, who had cut him in two, feel a sense of horror.

"Drink!" said the horseman of Vitin stood up, his hooves headed straight for Ernest.

Ernest's sword was not in his hand, and in the face of Weiting's step, which weighed hundreds of kilograms, Ernest did not dare to take it hard even if he had a sword in his hand.

He had no choice but to roll on the spot and dodge this blow in embarrassment.

The horse's hooves stomped heavily on the ground, the floor of the Imperial Hall had been carefully carved and polished in the days of Karin I, not only was it beautiful and sturdy, but now that Viting stepped on it, several of the floor tiles were shattered.

Ernest finally got up and immediately looked at Yang, who was originally fighting with Weiting, and he subconsciously thought that Yang deliberately let Weiting go and wanted to put himself to death.

However, when he looked over, he did not find Yang's figure.

"Our Father in heaven,

Hallowed be your name.

Thy kingdom come,

Thy will be done on earth,

as walking in heaven.

Our daily diet,

Give it to us today.

Forgive us our debts,

as we forgive our debts.

that we may not be tempted,

Deliver us from evil.

For all is yours in the kingdom and in the power and in the glory.

Forever.

Amen!"

Young whispered Manfred's last prayer before he died, and with his sword in hand, he walked in the shadows towards Sven, who had fallen to the ground unconscious.

"It's time to wrap it up, Jericho!"