Chapter 42 Not a Cell, Not a Shelter

Russell frowned deeply and sighed.

Russell only felt disappointment in this decadent and powerless man, as if he had lost hope.

It's like a punch on cotton...... His hatred and anger were stored in his fists, but he could not swing them.

There may be a wrong name, but there is no wrong nickname......

"Sure enough, it's your ...... 'sheath'."

Russell muttered under his breath.

He could feel from his words that the "sheath" of the heart was empty.

It was a small space that existed to accommodate the sword. If the matching sword is broken, the scabbard will also lose all value.

Or to put it another way......

The sheath itself is a kind of "container".

In this respect, he and Russell are so similar that they are not showing what they are. Rather, it is the shell of the hero shaped by the impression of the people, a brilliant and ornate scabbard studded with precious stones. But he was only a "sheath", and the sword stored in it was not him.

obviously has the deeds of great men and the power of heroes, but only has a cowardly mortal heart; Apparently it was only for the sake of death at first, but instead he completed a difficult task that was almost impossible to complete.

He is not really a strong man, because he does not have the heart of a strong man, and he does not have the tenacious will to face difficulties and obstacles like a "born hero" and still do not regret it; But he is by no means the humble and incompetent man he claims to be...... To be able to endure such a cruel and painful transformation, and even to lose one's human appearance, is in itself a painful test; And defeating or even killing the immortal dragon can undoubtedly be called a "great cause".

What a silent and powerful person from the perspective of a third person!

But when he spoke, he could only feel the trembling soul in his voice that did not tremble, and taste the fear and inferiority that had never gone away since childhood.

The boy who gave up his life and fell from a tall building...... Although he used plastic surgery to modify his appearance and make his appearance look resolute and stable after that, his heart did not change much.

To this day, he is still the same boy he used to be.

He is neither good nor evil.

He's not good, but he's not bad either.

But this is undoubtedly even more tragic...... Because what he denied was not only Alice's dedication to him, the trust of his friends and the organization, but also his own life.

This man's soul has long been shattered like the halo on his head.

…… Slowly.

Thinking of this, Russell's heart suddenly moved.

He suddenly sensed a sense of disobedience.

Just before, when he and Delphinium saw the "sheath" on the street...... He clearly felt that it was an extremely dangerous man.

He just watched from afar, and he could feel a compelling sharp aura—the resolute aura that only someone who had let go of everything and was ready to give up everything and swing the last sword could have.

It should be like a comet hitting the moon and a white rainbow running through the sun. A man who longs for a gorgeous death, silent and heavy, dangerous and deadly.

And at that time, the delphinium also confirmed his heart......

It is a soul whose heart hardly has "love", only some ideal, some path, and some dream, and is willing to give everything for it.

It is not the same person at all as the decadent and powerless man in front of Russell.

Even when he sat quietly, there was a compelling power; When he had just stood up and sealed the statue of the deer's head, there was still an unshakable resoluteness. But after he began to tell the story of the past, that feeling suddenly changed and disappeared without a trace.

Russell raised an eyebrow.

He could feel that the man was not telling a lie—he still had the ability to recognize it.

But why, the sense of disobedience he felt from the sheath was so strong?

“…… Case. ”

Russell spoke slowly: "Why did you come here so specially?"

"You have returned to the empty island from the land; Killed a group of mercenaries in front of me, and got to the statue of the deer before me—not to talk to me at my house, but to the inside of the Tower of Babel, and to seal the statue before talking to me. You know, this is a top-secret place where even I don't know where the actual location is.

"You've wasted so much effort, I think you shouldn't just be here to stab the deer like a shot.

"After you have heard what the deer head has said, you finally start to do it; Before talking to me again, he specially sealed her eyes and ears and blocked her tongue. Because you have something you don't want her to hear, right? ”

Looking at the sheath that fell silent, Russell said slowly: "Then let's talk about it."

"'In that case, what is the only historical book you burned in the church?' …… You probably wish I was going to ask you that, right? Then that's what I'm asking.

"Now it's your turn to say it again. Answer, what is it? ”

The sheath "stared" at Russell and was silent for a long time.

Immediately, he sighed slowly.

"How did you find out?"

"Your emotions are really well controlled, and there are no loopholes in your words. The problem is motivation.

"After all, where can a truly desperate and decadent person have this kind of action. Even when your mother died, you didn't come back. In this way, you will come back to stop me in order to make me 'not to see the desperate answer'?

"You even explained to me the transformation you underwent and told me about your record of killing the undead dragon. You don't look like you're waiting to die...... Mr. Sheath. ”

Russell narrowed his eyes: "Since you don't want to say it directly, let me guess first."

"Is this world once a glorious civilization that could even reach the stars? But in the end, under the intervention of an alien civilization or some kind of internal crisis, they chose to self-ban?

"The deer head statue has made it very clear that the 'gray dome' can be opened by ourselves. It is impossible for a prisoner to hold the key to his cell; But the dragon is still limiting the development of civilization and technology, so it doesn't feel like a shelter.

"You also say that the world is like a prisoner who has been sentenced to death, in the final probation period...... Let's not say that there is no death penalty in this era. What you mean is that the end of the world is already doomed, and not the present – then what you mean by 'death penalty' is a future in which resources are depleted.

"The dragon is constantly limiting space technology and guarding the false 'gray dome' in the sky. This means that the dragons believe that we can leave the planet alone, and they believe in our motives and abilities, which is why they have to impose many restrictions; But at the same time, the dragon is maintaining order in this world and trying to repair the damaged world. This shows that they are not harboring murderous intent, but are still trying to maintain the foundation of civilization.

"In summary......"

Russell said slowly: "This is not a prison cell for a condemned prisoner, nor is it a shelter from disaster.

"—but an isolation ward that never opens, right?"

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