Chapter 22: The Fate of the Saint

The place where Theosophical Heavy Industries feasted Russell was not in any tall building.

Rather, it's in the only small area of the sky island that can get the sun on the ground.

It was in the southernmost part of the island, and the climate was relatively warmest. Over there, about one-tenth of the entire area of Tongshen Island, there are no high-rise buildings.

As the float drove through the gray steel jungle, I saw everything around me gradually turning into an emerald green mountain countryside, and felt the shaded sunlight gradually wash in my body again. In an instant, Lin Yi actually felt like crying.

It's like watching a literary movie, and in the end, the protagonist has nothing but returns to calm. It's as if nothing has changed, but it's as if everything has changedβ€”there's an inexplicable sense of release, an unknown but good cry.

"Noticed?"

Russell opened his mouth and chuckled.

"What?"

Lin Yi looked back at Russell, and there seemed to be light in his sparkling eyes.

"The definition of sunlight on Tongshen Island ......"

Russell looked at Lin Yi and said with deep meaning: "Maybe it's quite similar to your Sun Island." It's not that they don't care about the sun, but they care too much. I don't want those civilians to bask in the light like them.

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"Only the top floors of the buildings, and in the wilderness, can get the sun. In other words, here...... Sunlight is a luxury. The heart-warming light is something that has no connection with the poor. ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ I can't even be happy about what you say. ”

Lin Yi's ears drooped, and he said, "I feel a little guilty inexplicably...... It has nothing to do with me......

"It's good to feel guilty. Let's face up to our own kindness. ”

Russell chuckled.

As they spoke, the float finally began to slow down and descend, eventually stopping inside a manor house that covered more than 300 acres.

It is about the size of thirty football fields and together. The three-storey villa looks like a castle from a fairy tale.

It was as if the storybook she had read came to life, appearing in front of Lin Yi's eyes that had emerged from the floating car, and she was stunned for a moment - this was a magnificent building that could not be seen in the first disc, and I am afraid that such a spectacle could only be seen in the headquarters of Sun Island.

The guards had no right to park inside the manor, and the ones they had just left would have someone to deal with them.

Lady Siren bowed deeply to Russell and nodded to Ringo with proper etiquette, "Please follow me, both." ”

Russell didn't look at her.

His footsteps stopped in the center of the manor, where stood a bronze sculpture that he looked particularly familiar.

"What is this?"

Russell asked without looking back.

The siren followed behind him and said briskly, "This is Chairman Sal's personal collection, and it is also his favorite thing. It was a gift from Chairman Nitibas of Thothic to commemorate the end of the Shariah Wars and the destruction of weapons on the Seven Sky Islands.

"Although it may seem like a bit of Happiness Island's art style, it's actually an extremely expensive antique."

Of course I know it's antiques -

Russell watched it in silence, only feeling a chill down his spine.

Because the almost black, weathered bronze sculpture is a rather old revolver that has long been unused in this era.

The barrel of the pistol was rolled into a figure 8, like a cat and mouse painting, and the barrel was knotted like soft rubber.

He knew the sculpture.

This is a revolver of four or five caliber that has never been seen before in this world. He was the one who commissioned the statue of the Swedish artist Reutswade after John Lennon was shot and his wife, which was later placed in the garden of the United Nations headquarters.

It can never be used to commemorate the "end of the Shari'ah Wars".

"You like it?"

Just then, a wide and deep voice rang out.

An elderly elf with a goatee and silky white blonde hair was standing in the doorway with a smile.

He was dressed in a very modest white robe, which did not match the style of all the people around him, and his cane was made of oak wood. It looks like an old prophet from a fantasy movie has come out, with a gentle temperament and a kind face, and he doesn't seem to be aggressive.

His body seemed to be wrapped in a warm light, and as soon as he appeared, his surroundings became much brighter.

Just by seeing him, Russell felt the pressure of his own spirit, the exhaustion of his body, subside at a speed visible to the naked eye. A very strong sense of affinity made him can't help but look at it.

The Siren lady was a little flustered.

She saluted respectfully to the old elf: "Chairman Sal...... How did you get out? ”

"To receive our heroes, of course."

There was a slight accusation in the old elf's words: "And to make up for it a little, the impression that has been deducted by our rudeness beforehand ......"

He didn't just dump the blame and claim that those things had nothing to do with him, but admitted them indifferently - although Russell knew that those things really had nothing to do with him.

Despite being the chairman of the head office, the first chairman Russell had ever seen, he looked like he had no frame at all, and his attitude towards Russell was even softer than that of Amirus. It's like an optimistic and cheerful old man next door.

β€œβ€¦β€¦ The work that Tongshen Island has asked me to carry out should not be bothered to let you meet me in person. ”

Russell did not feel honored, let alone flattered, but secretly frightened by it.

Sal, on the other hand, just smiled: "It has nothing to do with those things.

"Those poor children, from the very beginning, did not affect much...... I'm more glad to have this opportunity to meet you than that. ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ I really don't know what makes me so special that I can alarm a big man like you. ”

"Of course."

Sal looked at Russell's gaze more with kindness than with enthusiasm: "Although you may not realize it yourself. ”

"What?"

"You know the sculpture, don't you? Or rather, you feel like you look at it familiarly, right? ”

The old elf's speech was clear, and he did not give Russell any room to say that he had heard something: "This sculpture is called 'Knotted Pistols.'" In your words, ancient sculptures from the 'prehistoric period'...... It was born before the birth of an individual named 'SAIR', but it may have been born in a time you are familiar with. I'm putting it here because I know that sooner or later, I'll meet people who know it.

"My destiny is none other than that of a 'saint', child. When you came into the world, I crossed the currents and the mountains and saw you in a hallucination. I knew then that one day, you would come here.

"β€”O man who was born to know."