Chapter 58: Mary's Thoughts
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"Please come back."
What a familiar rejection...... Crane wiped his nose, not surprisingly, he had received such a response last time, but also discovered that Maria was actually quite considerate of others. If she explained it well, she should have agreed, there was such a serious kidnapping incident in the Eastern District, and it would definitely be beneficial to be exposed as soon as possible.
Crane pondered, but Mike, an enthusiastic reporter, was a little out of breath and asked, "Why?"
"Ma'am, don't you care about the kidnappers?"
"Of course I do." "It's because I care," said Maria, "that I don't want you journalists who don't know anything to investigate and publish these things casually, and you can't imagine what inhumane things they will do to clear up their relationship." β
Crane felt that he had found a breakthrough: "Ma'am, if you are willing to explain these things to us, I believe that as long as we understand the stakes, we will not publish news randomly."
"No comment."
Maria was so tight-lipped that she didn't want to reveal anything about it. She drank her coffee, packed her sandwich in the brown wrapper she had taken, and pushed the door open without looking back, quickly disappearing into the crowd.
"This lady is too unreasonable." Watching her leave, Mike couldn't help but complain to Crane, "Why don't you choose to ask for help when you encounter difficulties, but suppress the news?" What exactly is she worried about? β
Crane didn't have much disgust with her, but felt very fond of the fact that she was still helped after being identified before.
In the face of Mike's question, he smiled and said indifferently: "Maybe this Miss Maria has her own solution, after all, she is the real party involved, the relevant person, and this is the East End, and the intertwined situation is indeed not something that the two of us outsiders can easily intervene."
"I still don't understand it."
Mike shook his head, but he didn't go into the depth of the topic, and the middle-aged and elderly man on the other side silently ate the last bite of black bread, and said to them with a somewhat serious expression: "Two kind Mr. reporters, I believe you will say this for the sake of the people of the East End, but outside, those things about Miss Maria are absolutely not to say."
"Because Miss Maria is our patron saint, she is kind, warm and brave, and the people of the East End have more or less received her assistance, and we believe that she can bring the girls back."
"You trust one so much...... Gang leaders?" Mike organized the language a little incredulous, "Why don't you turn to the church for help?" And I had never heard of Mary before coming to the East End. β
"The workhouses opened by the major churches are a gift from God, but Miss Mary is the bottom line that we can always believe."
The middle-aged and elderly man laughed a few times, and a very gentle smile appeared on his old face: "When I first met Miss Maria, she was not much older than my little Taylor, and I was a good worker at that time, and I had a wife and son...... I watched her grow up, and Miss Maria said she would help us, and she still does what she says. β
Mike's pen was drawn a few times in his notebook, and he didn't write down these words, and he felt very unbelievable that one person could surpass God's blessing and become the support in the hearts of the people of the Eastern District.
Crane accepted this well, and noticed an old woman in her sixties standing on the side of the street, dressed in tattered but relatively neat dress, strolling slowly along the side of the road, occasionally glancing deeply in the direction of the cafΓ©. Seeing that the middle-aged and elderly man stopped talking, he spoke at the right time and brought the topic back to the interview: "I think we can find some more people to interview, do you know the old woman who wandered back on the side of the road?"
"It's a poor man, too."
The former homeless man who carefully wrapped the remaining black bread and put it in his arms also found the old lady and sighed a few words: "She used to be said to be doing well, her husband was a grain merchant, and he had a very spiritual child, but unfortunately, she went bankrupt later, and her husband and child died not long after, she is different from us, really, you can see it at a glance...... Well, she shouldn't be able to last long, unless she gets into the workhouse every time. β
Listening to this, Mike's expression changed from calm to gloomy, and he slowly exhaled and said, "I want to have an interview with her, can you invite her for me?" She can eat and drink whatever she wants here. β
The middle-aged and elderly man didn't think it was strange to this request, but just glanced at Crane and Mike respectively, as if to say, you are indeed colleagues.
Mike looked at the middle-aged and elderly man next to him and said, "You seem familiar with this place?" I would like to ask you to be our guide, how about 3 soles a day? Sorry I forgot to ask your name. β
The middle-aged and elderly man hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, no, no, this is too much, I am at the dock, and many times, I only have an income of 1 sule a day." β
"You can just call me Old Kohler."
"Two Souls, you deserve it." Mike has the final word.
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"Great Abyss Angel...... Your Highness Edward Vaughn, I am too incompetent to sacrifice Kapin's soul to you in the time you have requested. I've asked the Aurora Society for help, and if the Aurora refuses, then I'll try to sneak into Capin's mansion alone tonight......"
This girl with a scar on her face is quite persistent. Probably because I was worried about angering myself, I wanted to finish the matter sooner.
Edward pinched the teacup, intending to be perfunctory, but considering that no matter how little it was, she still responded, "Okay."
At this time, from the field of prayer, Edward noticed a soul that had been additionally marked by himself, but in the whole of Bakeland and even Rune, there was only one special soul that she was focusing on at the moment, so she casually asked, "Do you have outsiders there?"
The girl with the scar on her face was stunned for a moment, and became more cautious: "Yes, everything in the East End is nothing to hide for you."
"I wonder what kind of outsider you're talking about?"
"I'm not bored enough to look at it a lot." Edward replied to the temptation lightly, and Maria relented, "You can imagine in your mind the faces you will see this year. β
Maria hesitated for a second, it was not a good thing to be watched by demons. But she didn't have the right to refuse, so she gritted her teeth and endured, and began to recall in her mind the strangers she had seen in the past two days. Since she had only just met Crane, the faces of Reporter Mike and Sherlock Moriarty flashed through her mind.
With his signature gold-rimmed glasses and a beard for disguise, Edward had already suspected that it was Crane who appeared there, and she quickly recognized Detective Moriarty's face.
What does Crane do there? The detective's day-to-day investigation, his commission? Is it a coincidence, or is something about the East End already on the spotlight?...... By the way, there is also the inexplicably stolen "Black Emperor Card", if it is really Crane who got the blasphemy card, either he has a companion of the middle and high sequence, or he has a seal of the middle and high sequence, and the matter of Kapin involves the middle sequence, which happens to be a sufficient temptation......
She cut it off and removed it separately and threw it back into Maria's mind, leaving a reminder: "You can ask him for help."
Who? When Maria looked closely, it was one of the two reporters she had met, and she was stunned.
This...... Ademisor's prophecy says that my actions will have a good result, is this the turning point?
But is there anything special about this journalist, is it the extraordinary person in the middle sequence? Why should I ask him for help? Didn't he just come to the Eastern Side to investigate? Maria was full of question marks, and she wanted to ask a few more questions, but the Abyss Angel had finished responding, leaving her alone in a daze in her small makeshift room.
Well, since the leaders have given instructions, then I'll go and try again, anyway, at most I will be rejected.
She thought as she got up, packed up the ceremony site and materials, looked at the window for a moment, and then returned to the cafΓ©.
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"Bansey, City of Calamity, descendant of the Medici family."
"Does Calamity's choice of polluting the location of the Medici family prove that the Red Angels were contaminated before they fell?"
"It's such a strange word for pollution. If you can't fully control essentia, you will naturally be inversely eroded by essentia, but this phenomenon proves that the city of essentia calamity has self-awareness. So was the killing of the Medici and two other conquerors by Alista Tudot a link that allowed her to get rid of the pollution, turn from light to darkness, and lurk and wait for an opportunity?"
The Decayed King looked through the materials and dossiers in his hand, corresponding to the sacred teachings of the ancient sun god, and searched for the corresponding cities on the topographical map of the Forsaken Lands. She had been interested there for a long time, and now she finally had a chance. She analyzed and thought calmly, without the guidance of others, and spelled out the truth of Banxi Port in a conversation with herself.
"Oh, most likely, this is an act that is good for her, provided that she pays her life to start all over again. Adam, I've met Medici, she complains about her death, but blames herself for underestimating her enemies, you don't tell her your plan, you don't communicate and you don't pacify, you just go according to your plan, it seems that you really only use her as a tool. β
"Amon, I want a more detailed topographical map."
Amon reluctantly put down the dismantled Makqin machine gun in his hand, took the drawings and pen to the side and found a place to draw.
Adam was empty for a moment, and then realized that the King of Decay was speaking to him, so he dug out the standard answer of the ontology in his head, and then replied with the standard compassion and clear eyes of the ontology: "This is a necessary sacrifice, all for the sake of the apocalyptic considerations." If I had discussed this matter with her, she would not have agreed with her pride, even if it was my command. β
"Should I laugh at your selfishness or her pride?"
The virtual personality Adam Quan didn't hear it, anyway, this is the standard answer set by the ontology: "It's okay if she agrees, but if she doesn't agree, it will cost more twists and turns...... The pollution of Calamity City will lead to disaster, and now is not the time for Medici to return. β
"The Death Omen Star has walked the earth, and your planet is not in danger, at least it is a candle in the wind."
The god of decay put down all kinds of documents and materials, and walked unhurriedly to Adam, who was bound by layers.
She moves gracefully and behaves majesticly. When the virtual personality met her gaze, she subconsciously clenched her fists.
The outer god sighed: "I'm glad that even if it's just a subordinate personality, an empty shell without a soul, you have learned to fear. Fear is an important part of living beings' understanding of the world, and those who lack reverence and are overly afraid of reality cannot move forward and grow, which one are you?"
"That's it, don't be afraid of me, I'm not going to do it yet."
"You gather information on God's forsaken land." The virtual personality spoke in a deep voice, dutifully collecting information according to his own settings, even if he knew that there was no chance to pass it back to the ontology, "What do you want to do?"
The King of Decay raised his head slightly, and his gaze quietly changed from leveling to condescending. She examines the virtual personality, and also examines the little curiosity in the other person's heart. The light source from nowhere cast a shadow on her face, obscuring half of her face, but it made the little smile on the corner of her mouth even more terrifying. The smile was awe-inspiring and cold, like a knife that could cut a person's neck.
"Godforsaken land. The first time I saw that place up close, I was blown away by your creativity and imagination. β
"It was perfect, a never-restless night, a world of eternal despair, a human being slowly dying with the hope of a savior. In addition to death, nothing remains on the earth, and only unattainable fantasies remain. They don't even dare to imagine the day, but they pray for you to save. β
"Since Calamity City can escape through the occult connection with Medici, thenβif my essentia is to leak out of the seal, there will be no doubt that it will appear in the Godforsaken Lands."
ββ¦β¦ You have said that because essentia has been seized and sealed by the earth, you will remain hostile to the earth. Adam added, "Then after finding essentia, will you choose to leave?"
"That's what I thought at first, but now I just want the earth and humanity to be destroyed as soon as possible, and I hate it very much."
The King of Decay replied calmly, "Your human nature is half delirious, and I can personally infiltrate the Godforsaken Lands, reconnect with the essentia, and turn the Godforsaken Lands into my "barren country."
"All living beings begin with their births, and suffering follows them...... Life is just an illusion, life is not happy, death is not sad, only the process is meaningful. If suffering does not bring more beautiful destruction, then there is no need to torture life with it. But you have made them miserable for two thousand seven hundred and twenty-two years, and you have nothing but to perpetuate worthless despair and paint, do you want to refuse me to give them some small salvation?"
TBC
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* There are too many tips, and my conscience can't get over it, so I'll add more.
*If there is a double shift in the future, it will also be set at half past six. (I don't think there will be too many opportunities for double shifts, and I will lose a few hairs...... οΌ