"Little ghost, you didn't react when you learned about Jessos' deal with me. Seeing that the container here is also very calm, there are two kinds of people who should be indifferent to this, one is that they are used to seeing bloody killings and have become numb to such scenes, and the other is that although they have never seen it, they agree with it from the bottom of their hearts, you are still young. There is no murderous aura on the body, and there is no breath of death, it can't be the first kind"

"Doctor, you misunderstood, you and I can never be the same kind of person", Roger smiled disdainfully, but in his heart he remembered his own performance when he first saw the bloody Douji Tower, and the heart that was buried in his body was no longer beating faster because of the temporary discomfort.

Didn't Alice identify with herself because of that? she also felt that the two of them belonged to the same darkness.

"That's because you grew up in the sun, and the sunlight can temporarily clear your dark side, but your dark side can't be blocked from the sun forever", he opened the black curtain at the head of the iron bed, and a "blue enchantress" flower changed color because it had grown in the dark for a long time, and it was actually a strange black purple.

"And I grew up in darkness, and the dark side of my heart has become one with the environment",

In the dimly lit basement, Kovo's smile was hideous and terrifying.

Roger rubbed his forehead and said, "Could it be that the biology books I read are wrong?

He was also a little nervous in his heart, this black-purple blue enchantress bloomed so well, would Principal Addams feel it?

Corvo reached out and pinched one of the flowers planted by the blue enchantress, put him on his fingertips and handed it to Roger's eyes and said, "Child, can you smell the breath of living life?"

Roger frowned, all he could smell was death and decay.

Corvo retracted his hand and laughed maniacally.

"Little ghost, whether you admit it or not, one day you will know what kind of person you are", he glanced at Jessos and smiled gloomily: "Jessos, you made a mistake, I know more about puppeteers than you",

He looked at Roger again and said, "You are no exception",

"I don't know how to design or make weird-shaped puppets, I don't know how to shrink the source force into threads, I don't know any finger skills, and I haven't even read a few books about puppeteers, but I've seen real puppeteers, a strong and terrible puppeteer",

Roger's heart pounded, and the look in Corvo's eyes became terrifying, with both hatred and curiosity about the unknown.

There is also a mystery that belongs to the puppeteer.

In the eyes of others, Roger has always been a lucky person, his mother Olis is very wealthy, although he was kicked out by the Adeve family, this does not hinder their life at all, he also has a very smart head, can remember many things that others can't remember, and everyone on Coroga Island envies "Master Roger".

He didn't deny his luck, but it was because of this luck that he hated the man he had never met so far, and the smarter Roger was, the more he understood how much pain was hidden under Orise's optimistic exterior, the way she looked into her eyes, the drunkenness she drank every night, and the tears she occasionally shed in her sleep were all because of this man.

Everything he had was given by Olis, all his feelings as a son of man were given to Ollis, and the role played by that man was precisely the one who hurt her.

No matter how powerful he was, how smart he was, whatever the reason he left them, Roger hated him.

"How powerful and terrifying is that man?", Roger asked with a sneer.

Corvo looked up and laughed, "How powerful, how terrible? I saw him play with a magister in applause",

Roger said disdainfully: "If you accidentally get close, a sword master or a paladin can play with the Magister in applause",

Corvo shook his head: "If it's close, both the Juggernaut and the Paladin can kill the Magus, but that puppeteer is manipulating the Magus to turn him into his own puppet."

How could it be possible to turn a magister into his own puppet? Roger and Jessos both had a shocking wave in their hearts. A Magus Puppet, what does it mean? A Magus at the pinnacle of magic is a plaything in the hands of the Puppeteer, to be left to his toy.

Corvo took out a small bottle containing a black potion from his bosom and said: "Jessos, I should have given you a certain punishment for your scheming, but you are very lucky, this little ghost is the son of that person, I, Kovo is not afraid of heaven and earth, even if it is a cardinal of the Holy See, he dares to use it for human experiments as long as he has the opportunity, but he is afraid of that person from the bottom of his heart",

He has studied genetics so much that he doesn't need a blood test, and his eyes are good enough to tell Roger's identity.

He laughed self-deprecatingly: "Even the devil has something to fear, little ghost, what you are looking for has no answer to me, but maybe the next time we meet you can see my breakthrough work",

He waved his hand.

Roger and Jessos knew it was time to leave here, and Roger said a little gloomily, "What's that person's name?"

"Little ghost, you are his son, how can I know if you don't even know it?",

"Son",

Roger sneered and turned to walk up the steps, the basement was dim, and the outside of the hospital was equally gloomy, just like Roger and Jessos's faces. Roger didn't expect so many unexpected things from this inquiry, and Jessos didn't expect Roger's identity either.

It seemed that his worth needed to be reassessed, and Jessos's gloomy face moved imperceptibly.

On the way back, the two of them didn't communicate much, Jessos needed to think about the next road of the Alliance, and Roger also needed to think about that person, his father.

The Adève family, the island of Kologa, the Circus of the Evil Spirits, the black apothecary Covo, none of the mortals that the man came into contact with, and these people did not know his name, even the Queen, who was closest to him, oh, should we admire his methods or despise his actions that even his name should be hidden?

Or maybe this is what the puppeteer has to bear and carry, and he can't even let the outside world know his name

He thought all the way back to Alice's room, and Jessos walked back with him, their faces almost identical, and he pushed Alice's door open with a blank face, and his eyes widened.

"Principal",

In Alice's room, Principal Adams was sipping tea from a cup, Alice was sipping tea carefully, and Blobeth was awake, and she sat between the two of them with an unhappy face, gurgling with a teacup.

Jessos, behind Roger, looked even more gloomy.