"Do you think the demon sounds a bit like the Raider Elf?"

Bad Day easily understood Russell's thoughts.

He smiled, but his voice became quiet, "We think so too. ”

"So ......"

But that's just the way I think it, and the speculation that there is no evidence to support it is speculation. So whatever comes to your mind, don't say it, he might preconceive you. ”

Speaking of this, Bad Day sighed: "The more we investigate history and know the past, the more we can perceive almost amazing coincidences in the present......

"There is a crossover between almost all of the supernatural abilities. Mages can transform the power of demons and angels, and Russell can carry holy ranks and spells with your psionic powers. The demons that have hatched and replaced the host's consciousness carry the same fate that must be fulfilled as the elven directors...... None of this is the other way around. It's more like a split of something greater, and the dragon is preventing us from investigating history, and I think it's a similar reason.

"That's why we keep saying that history must hide secrets that change everything – and that's why we exist at the Tower of Babel."

“…… Ba, Babel! ”

Paradise Bird, cowering behind Russell, exclaimed.

She is from Downtown and has also been part of a gang. At a very young age, I had heard of this notorious memory theft syndicate.

Or rather, because it is wanted by the highest level of the entire Sky Island, and is disgusted and vigilant by the company and even the dragon...... It was so hostile that it became an idol and an object of imitation for many people in the lower town. Some even see the Tower of Babel as a spiritual leader who rebelled against the company.

Paradisebird realized something, she raised her head to look at Russell in the form of "detective", and looked at the inferior one with some hesitation.

"Can I join the Tower of Babel?"

Without waiting for Bad Day and Russell to ask, she took the initiative to say, "You are also from the Tower of Babel." ”

"Yes. My code name at the Tower of Babel was the Barber. ”

The middle-aged man with short white hair and a compassionate face nodded: "But...... How did you come up with the idea to join the Tower of Babel?

"I thought you would be resistant to an organization like the Tower of Babel......"

Russell had already figured out how to persuade the birds of paradise to come in.

But he didn't expect that before he could open his mouth, Paradise Bird offered to join.

"I don't have any feelings for the church...... My father told me that the church was not pure. I was just...... On the one hand, I wanted to follow in my father's footsteps and visit the places where he had been. On the other hand, to be able to be a little closer to you!

"If you're in the executive department and I'm just an uncensored person in Downtown, you're just going to be a nuisance for Mr. Barber. Mr. Strangler isn't the type to take care of people, and I can't help him, and I'm probably tied down by my presence. ”

Without hesitation, Paradise Bird quickly said, "Now, I have no relatives and no home...... You are my savior, the senior I admire, and the one I want to follow.

That's why I want to join the church — I want to use the power of the church to be more useful and help you achieve your dreams.

"To be able to stay in the same organization as you and move forward with the same destiny...... That's exactly what I wanted! ”

Paradise Bird had obviously thought about these words for a long time before, so he could say them so smoothly and almost blurted out now.

Her double admiration for the "barber" and "father" is overflowing.

But just saying such a bold word made the cheeks of the easily shy Paradise Bird crimson.

Because of this, her bright red jewel-like eyes appear even more vivid. The dove's blood rubies were covered with morning dew rolling.

The middle-aged man, who looked only thirty or forty years old, with deep eyes and a mature and handsome face, with two deep nasolabial folds on his face, but no wrinkles on his forehead and at the corners of his eyes, showed a moving look under the words of the Paradise Bird.

"Hua Yu ......"

He muttered in a low voice, subconsciously pronouncing out the true name of the paradise bird.

He reached out and touched the head of the paradise bird, and the familiar touch and stroking technique made the paradise bird burst into tears for a while.

And Russell also understood the determination of the Paradise Bird.

From the core of the personality of the "detective", a complex feeling of worry, relief, sentimentality, loss, and joy emerges.

"Good boy."

He replied slowly but firmly, "No need to worry. No matter where you are, I will protect you. ”

"I don't want to be the object of Mr. Barber's protection—"

But without hesitation, the bird replied, "You have to be your protector." ”

"It's all right, no problem."

Russell doesn't argue with children about this kind of issue.

He had also been at this age, so he knew very well the strong self-confidence that Paradisebird built up after it suddenly gained great power.

It's good to have self-confidence – and there's light in her eyes because of it.

Russell touched the head of the paradise bird and turned to look at Bad Day: "This child's business will be left to you." ”

Bad Day clasped his hands to his chest and said with a smile: "Don't worry, your junior is naturally my junior......"

"Speaking of which, I don't have any direct kinship with you."

Russell complained: "Your teacher is that man, not my mother." In terms of generation, my mother should actually be considered a teacher and wife to you, right? ”

"Not now, maybe later."

Bad Day said meaningfully.

“…… Well? ”

Russell was stunned for a moment.

But Bad Day didn't explain, just looked back at the heavens who seemed to have turned into a vegetative state, completely lost and motionless: "What are you going to do?" Let it bleed to death like that? ”

"In that case, it'll be as good as it gets."

Russell shook his head and stretched out his hand to sprinkle the light of the holy rank on the severed body sent by heaven: "Although our Tower of Babel is not a messenger of justice...... But at least personally, I can't accept a demon who maliciously traps its host and can risk the lives of thousands of people at will. If you kill it, you will give it freedom - what you kill is only a gift from heaven, not a disaster from heaven. ”

When he said this, his gaze became a little complicated: "After all, this is also our responsibility at the Tower of Babel."

"The one who unleashed this demon was Miss Flowertouch. She thinks she can control the demons that she induces awakening, but she doesn't realize that she is a 'demon awakener'. That being the case, it's our duty to dispose of it. We can't be more irresponsible than the company – we can't fall into the abyss if we have to fight against the company. ”

Russell said solemnly.

"I don't think it's the fault of the flowers," Bad Day shrugged, "this is the first time I've tried to break out of prison...... It should have been his previous generation host that polluted it. She probably knew a certain generation of heaven and sent trouble, so she didn't think it was dangerous. But I didn't expect this guy to have completely changed. ”

"Miss Flower Touch has been on the verge of danger and loss of control, and sooner or later something will happen. The so-called good swimmer drowns, this is the result. ”

Russell shook his head stubbornly, frowning: "She promised me that she would not conduct such a dangerous experiment in the future." But she promised too lightly, and I didn't believe it. This matter has to be dealt with......"

"Okay, okay, I'll keep an eye on it for you, so don't preach."

Bad Day raised his hand helplessly and made a gesture of surrender: "You are really troublesome in this form...... Why don't you change back first? ”

This is not preaching, but righteousness. It is what should be done and what should be followed. ”

Russell replied solemnly and raised his hand.

Under his treatment, God sent disaster to save his life at least for now. His upper body healed directly, but he wouldn't live long like this.

The deep nasolabial folds on his face made him look majestic and steady: "I probably thought of a way to deal with this demon, but I have to hide him for a while." ”

"It's dangerous to keep him here."

Bad Day reminded: "At least take off his chip, otherwise it will be easy to locate here." ”

"Is there also an island of happiness between these roads?"

"Sort of, right? At the moment, it's somewhere in the lower city of Happiness Island...... I'll take you there next time. ”

As he spoke, he turned over the "Heavenly Gift" with his eyes closed, and reached out to the back of his head and knocked it lightly.

The chip sent by heaven was easily shattered by him.

Then, Bad Sun turned his head and asked, "What are you going to do about it?" Send it to the dream realm and let the end country forge it into a wedge of the heart? ”

"That's too hard. It is now imprisoned in this half-body, but if it enters the dream realm, it is a complete consciousness. For it, it's the home field. ”

Russell shook his head: "And it is an independent consciousness after all, even if it is brought to the dream world, it will enter the original wasteland first...... I don't have the means to apprehend the demons, and the Wedge of Pain can only extract the source of the Holy Rank. Even if I knew the way, I didn't have the confidence to tie it up from the original wasteland to the end of the country. It would be bad if the middle escaped. ”

"So what are you going to do? Shut it up with your container? ”

"No, I'm going to go to Director Amirus."

The middle-aged man with short white hair said with a solemn face: "As the technical manager of Thotronics, he must have a way.

"—The 'Mammon' of the past has never been reborn."