Since the creation of the Goddess, everything in the world has been different, each with its own strengths and weaknesses. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info only time, time is fair, and no one can escape the cage of time. But even the Almighty Goddess has her time to slip through the cracks, so much so that Calradia still has something that is outside of time.

Alan Jacques is not one of them, but he is also on the same path, wandering out of time. He was given a divine mission by the Goddess, who granted him an infinite lifespan to guard a special prisoner for eternity.

But he failed, even if he didn't, but Alan Jacques knew that he could no longer fulfill his mission - he was a human after all. He shuttled from monster to monster, and the monsters ignored him, in fact, to others, Alan Jacques at this time was not much different from those monsters - they were all covered in the black substance called Nightmares.

Every time he passed a monster, the black substance on that monster's body fell off and attached to his body as if he was attracted. The black substance squirmed around Alan Jacques's body like a living thing, and bit by bit penetrated into his body. Alan Jacques's body was emitting a faint black smoke, and the black substance was constantly corroding him, and from his tightly closed lips, it didn't taste good.

The monsters, who had lost their black substance, gradually revealed their prototype - a pile of white bones, randomly spliced into shape, with different lengths of hands and feet, and some of them did not have heads. Without the protection of the black substance, they gradually stopped moving, and as the last piece of black material on their bodies fell off, they became a pile of real bones - lying on the ground, motionless.

Arthur and the others were finally able to breathe a sigh of relief, and everyone sat down on the ground, unwilling to lift their butts off the ground. Alan Jacques walked further down the street, his feet covered with bones. Arthur tried to stop him, but he couldn't say anything, he had seen a similar scene before—the back of stepping into the battlefield with the belief that he would die. Arthur gasped, his hands trembling faintly, the feeling of the rest of his life made him stop thinking, he just wanted to sleep well.

Alan Jacques strolled, no one knew what kind of pain he was suffering, the black substance on his body was gathering more and more, and gradually, his figure was almost covered in it, and from the outside, it looked like a black sphere. Even so, he didn't stop, he pursued the nightmares he had created, and took them all back.

But the burden was far greater than Alan Jacques had imagined, and his body gradually became a little overwhelmed. He struggled to hold on, but the nightmare was eroding him more and more, and he had to pause and fight the nightmare with all his might. Gradually, the pain became unbearable, and Alan Jacques fell to his knees, unable to move. "What an ironic scene, my lord. At this time, the prince, who appeared at some point, said with a little mockery. "Even if you are as noble as you, you are a mortal after all. ”

Alan Jacques' teeth were tightly closed, and he glanced at the prince and ignored him. The prince didn't care, he picked up a piece of black substance seemingly casually. "I've seen this a thousand times, my lord, but I'm so impressed by you from one another. The black substance in the prince's hand kept beating, as if trying to escape from his hand, the prince smiled softly, and slowly closed his hand, and the black substance disappeared in his hand.

"What a pure, evil nightmare! Wonderful, truly wonderful. If you are willing to accept it, you will be a better being than I am, a demon to be beloved. The prince said with regret, knowing very well that it was absolutely impossible. He had seen the stubbornness of these people countless times in his long years.

Alan Jacques lowered his head, his head almost against the floor, the pain so severe that he couldn't stay sane. “...... Why do such a thing. He squeezed a question out of his mouth, the only thing he wanted to ask. "No, my lord, I can't do it, it's all thanks to you. The prince returned.

“...... I don't mean this ......" Alan Jacques stared at him tightly. “...... You've long since lost the idea of going out, ......have you? Take advantage of him...... Using Jaime...... "Alan Jacques's eyes darkened at the mention of 'Jaime'.

"Oh, you mean that. The prince seemed to have come to his senses. "Honestly, it was an accident, maybe it's weird to say because I already see the future. The prince walked up to Alan Jacques and looked condescendingly at the man with whom he had spent countless days, not knowing what was on his mind. “...... But you let him go...... Breaking into this world......" Alan Jacques felt less pain in his body, because at this time, the pain in his heart was even stronger.

"I can see fate, my lord, but I can only watch it, and how it changes and where it extends is not within my reach. The prince said lightly. "I know you're not going to blame me for everything, why the hell are you asking this?"

"Huh...... Nothing ......" Alan Jacques smiled softly, as if he had finally let go of everything. "I just want someone to tell me...... It's all my fault......" Alan Jacques' eyes sparkled, whether it was tears or just illusions, for his face was already covered in nightmares.

"You always make puzzling moves. The prince shook his head, he didn't understand Alan Jacques's intentions, and it was a pointless thing for him to be held responsible. "But that's what fascinates me. The prince drew a magnificent sword from the void, the blade pointed at Alan Jacques.

"I've never hurt anyone in my life, my lord. But I'm willing to make an exception for you, and if you want, I'll help you put an end to it now. For some reason, the prince felt a little irritated, and he desperately hoped that Alan Jacques would accept his offer. But deep down, he didn't think the offer would be accepted. This kind of contradictory action is unique to him.

Alan Jacques just shook his head slightly, rejecting him. "This is my sin, and I must bear it to the end...... Alan Jacques looked up, and he looked at the prince with his pure eyes, and his heart was unreservedly presented before the prince's eyes.

The prince sighed secretly, he already knew the end, but there was still a strange emotion welling up in his heart. "Don't you regret it? If you continue like this, you won't be able to go to that world as a human being. The prince put away his sword, and he knew that he could not interfere with what was going on.

"Farewell, prince of the exiled kingdom, forgive me for not sending any blessings. Alan Jacques closed his eyes, and a light slowly gathered around him. More dazzling than any time before him.

The light was fatal to the prince, but even at such a risk, he stood still, quietly watching Alan Jacques until he was covered in light and could no longer see his form.

All the remaining nightmares in the entire city of Kyrrydan gathered like this, like moths attracted by the light, rushing into it.

The prince turned away, and he didn't want to look at the next scene. "Farewell, Daybreaker, it's just a pity that the demon can only send a curse. "His figure slowly faded, and then, when the girl who had been given the 'key' by himself beheaded the 'jailer', he was completely free.

And the girl who named the 'key' Andra was covering her mouth and looking at Alan Jacques in surprise at this time. "You?" If it weren't for the iconic light around him, Eve couldn't believe that it was the mysterious Alan Jacques standing in front of her.

The light had faded, and the nightmares had vanished, no, not so much gone, but rather as they had become one with Alan Jacques.

Alan Jacques looked at Eve, and he smiled wickedly, like Eve made a gentleman's salute, and asked in a polite tone, "Beautiful lady, can I taste your heart?"