Chapter 224: More Painful Than Death

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“…… Can't take in this knowledge? The human brain is supposed to be able to ......"

Strange voices spoke in a language he understood.

“…… Human beings are too limited in their development of the brain...... Able to accommodate but also unable to handle...... Coming out of your ears? ”

It was as if a pair of hands were kneading his face and throat as if they were fiddling with an object, breaking his eyes and mouth, and he felt breathless and sick in pain.

“…… Compromised ...... the center Frail...... Unable to develop ...... would go crazy, his mother shouldn't have passed on his extraordinary traits...... The processor is too inefficient and the temperature is too high...... But it avoids my mind control......"

Trainor bent down and slammed a ceramic cup on the table to the ground with his palm. Not far from him, on the music box with the lid opened, two wooden dancers spinning on the music box, and the melodious sound contains the magic of making people feel calm.

Medici sat on the side with earplugs on, eating potato chips on the floor. (Normal Potato Chips)

The volume of the music box did not spread, and it was around Trainor. Under the effect of the calamity, his Tong Ren turned completely black and sank into his dream demon.

The invisible hand lifted his head, and he stared at a point in the void, and the lower half of a real person's face came into view.

“…… Special kid ......"

"Stay ...... Maintenance ......"

An ethereal voice appeared in his ears, and he was about to see the man's appearance......

At that moment, Medici flew up and kicked hard at the table, causing the Trainer to roll over on his back, and the table flew up into the air and smashed on his head with a clatter. The black-and-white music box also flew up, and after a few turns in the air, it landed firmly on the ground, and closed the box with a click.

The music that spread the dream of doom suddenly stopped.

With a "bang", Trainor pushed away the table pressed against him and looked at Medici with an indescribable look.

Medici took out the earbuds, stilted Erlang's legs leisurely, and ate potato chips nonchalantly: "I thought about it carefully, and I think that the Iron Cross still needs you as a talent, after all, they can't even understand fake accounts." ”

Trenor was speechless: "Thank you for closing the music box with your feet, I think you are still a little dissatisfied with my fake account." ”

"Well, at least ninety percent of them are satisfied, and it would be better if you could find a way to get more military spending."

"You can't make money out of thin air by making fake accounts." Trainor stood up, picked up the music box and put it on the table, "The first time I made a false account was to reduce the expenses. ”

"Reduce, cry poor, be diligent and thrifty, hard and simple, so that it can appear that I am working hard to run the Iron Cross Society, so that I can get more funds from the Lord." Medici finished a packet of chips and asked with some curiosity, "What did you kid see?" Strictly speaking, you can't look directly at the father in your memory, it will kill you. ”

Trainor shrugged: "I've always felt like I'm not smart compared to my parents since I was a kid, and now I seem to have found a reason." ”

"I'm glad to say it."

"Don't say it." Trenor bluntly rejected his boss and asked, "Is that the mythical bioform of that path?" ”

Medici snorted, "It's up to you to find it yourself." ”

"You don't know, do you?"

"Boy, I admit that your little tricks provoke me." Medici stretched out his hand and pointed, "I'll get the account done." ”

At that moment, a white-gloved tanuki cat deftly jumped out of his shadow, holding a simple letter in its mouth.

"Letter?"

Trainor bent down to pick up the cat and stroked it, then took the letter with one hand and the other, and after tearing the unpatterned seal, he took out a large passbook that was common in the Bank of Intis.

When I opened the passbook, the amount written in it was a full 350,000 Feldin! Equivalent to more than 300,000 rune gold pounds!

"Why did my dad give me pocket money all of a sudden?" Looking at this huge amount of money, the expression on Trainor's face has not changed much, he has seen a lot of large transactions, so much money is just a few more trips to the north and south of the army can be earned, recently the southern continent has made a lot of money, the demigods have come to talk in person, and quietly asked how many versions of the "loadable spell sniper rifle" and "electromagnetic wave walkie-talkie" of the Touring Sect have developed.

"Because of this."

Medici's left side of his face suddenly cracked, Sauron's tone was unusually light, and Medici's left hand moved unconsciously, twisting behind to get the latest newspaper.

There was a black-and-white picture in the newspaper of a dilapidated ship with a high degree of damage. The ship didn't look big, but when you looked closely, you found that the human standing next to it was only the size of a finger, and this ship was a rare large flagship, capable of carrying nearly three hundred people!

"Didn't the daughter of the Russell family go to sea to be pirates? A self-proclaimed 'mysterious queen'. Sauron slapped the newspaper with his hand, threw the picture in front of Trainor, and said with some schadenfreude, "This ship is her Dawn." ”

Trenor picked up the newspaper and looked at it, and the headline was huge and eye-catching:

"The great pirate 'Mystery Queen' was killed by an unknown attack, and the 'Dawn Pirates' were destroyed!"

The report is full of enthusiasm, the four kings and seven generals on the sea have a very high loss rate in the past two years, first the "Hurricane Lieutenant General" Ziringers somehow lost his mind and ran into Beckland to assassinate Duke Negan and was killed, and then he easily killed the "Sick Lieutenant General" of the Witch Sect, and now Bernadette is also dead, and there are only three kings and six generals left on the sea.

The newspapers are fiercely discussing and solving the problem of the great pirate and the pirate group, and the official revelation that "the bounty was asked to be delivered to the predetermined location", "waited for a long time, no one showed up, but the bounty was taken" added a layer of mystery to this matter, and also made the people talk about it - if you don't come to receive the reward in person, and don't accept these honors that can be awarded in other countries, then maybe this time the behavior is the black and black of a pirate group.

The death of the "mysterious queen" caused a small wave in the extraordinary world, and the "Morse Ascetic" finally had no opponents, and the dominance of the hidden sage in the "voyeur" path was unshakable. Rather than marveling at her death, more people who know her identity are worried about whose hands the "Russell's legacy" in her hands has fallen into.

However, these things are not important to ordinary people, at least in this era when there are no social security and pension measures, and being robbed of money is equivalent to losing their lives, maritime merchants and people who travel by sea can sleep a little more peacefully.

"Hehe, although it wasn't my hand, I'm glad that someone solved this matter for me, otherwise I would have to seek revenge on her and Russell Gustav sooner or later."

"Oh, Bernadette's total bounty was 650,000 pounds, and my father gave me half of it. Actually, I've been in a good financial situation lately, Rare, and thank you to my father for me. ”

Trainor didn't say much, he put the passbook away, and already had a plan for what he wanted to use the money.

"Aren't you sad?"

"It's not sad, I just feel ......," Trainor said, "I feel a little lost." After all, there is one less old acquaintance who can talk to me. ”

Then he laughed self-deprecatingly: "But if you think about it, Bernadette doesn't like to talk to me, so I won't be sad." ”

"Are you happy, then?" Sauron asked, "Russell's resurrection has been prevented, otherwise you would have died long ago." ”

"Happy? I don't feel anything. Trenor sighed, "I feel like I've missed another chance to die, and I'm a little disappointed." ”

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On both sides of the mottled ancient bronze table, the figures of the mold lake stretched and lengthened in the cluster of crimson light, and were fixed, and the surroundings were as quiet and empty as ever, as if they had not been invaded by living beings for thousands of years.

"Good afternoon, Mr. 'Fool'~" "Justice" Audrey's brisk and cheerful voice soon echoed in the magnificent palace supported by stone pillars.

Crane smiled and watched as the members simply completed their greetings to each other under the guidance of Miss "Justice".

In this, the "hermit" Gadelia is undoubtedly relatively silent, and in Audrey's opinion, the other party is hiding a lot of things.

When the voice subsided and the members sat down, the "Fool" Crane glanced at Miss "Justice" first, so that the "psychiatrist" instantly understood what he meant, and without raising his hand slightly, he spoke first, and then looked at the "Hermit" Gardelia, and the newspaper headlines that were extremely popular at sea appeared in his mind, and he felt a little headache, and things became complicated.

Originally, I was going to knock the "hermit" lady, but when the other party lost an important person, it felt a little ......

But the "hermit" lady's behavior of revealing the Tarot Society can't be lightly exposed...... How can we properly resolve this matter as a god? Crane thought without moving.

After a brief moment of silence, Mr. "Fool" turned his head slightly to the "Hermit" and said in an unfathomable voice:

"I wanted you to convey 'let Bernadette give something in exchange for an answer,' but now it seems that there is no need."

Gadelia trembled uncontrollably.

What the implication pointed, Gadelia herself knew.

But not only because of this familiar name, her careful thoughts have been discovered by Mr. "Fool", but also because the other party once again brought up the things she was trying to escape - she has barely closed her eyes these days, searching day and night for any information and information, although she has found nothing. She hadn't read a single newspaper either, the black handwriting was as red as blood in her eyes, and after the initial numbness and pretense of composure, she was now in a long agony.

It was as if the pain of her heart being crushed had taken over, and she trembled under the gaze of the gods, and for a moment she did not know what attitude and words to use to deal with.

The abnormal state of the "hermit" has attracted the attention of others, and it is obvious that it does not require "psychological analysis" to detect it.

Bernadette? It's a common Indisian female name, who could it be? What is the answer she hopes to get in exchange? What is the relationship with the "Hermit" lady? The "hermit" lady made a request in private, and the "fool" replied "yes"? No, it's not, it's certainly not like that, if it's a private request, a reasonable request, Mr. "Fool" will not specifically mention it in front of us, and directly respond to the "Hermit" lady's prayer...... She is, admonishment? "Justice" Audrey forgot to observe the other members, and a series of questions flashed through her mind, and then with the help of the acuity of the "audience" approach, she grasped the true intentions of Mr. "Fool".

Immediately, she had a certain guess.

"Ms. 'Hermit' privately revealed a little bit about our Tarot Society to Ms. Bernadette, because the other party was eager to get some answers...... Mr. 'Fool' was not too satisfied with this, so he directly pointed out this matter and gave a warning to the first offender?"

"Really, how can you tell anyone about the meeting? I didn't even talk about Susie! This will bring danger to everyone, but fortunately there is Mr. 'Fool' here! Audrey almost forgot about image and etiquette education, and she realized for the first time that not all Tarot members had the same sense of belonging, adoring and believing in Mr. "Fool" as much as she did.

"So what does 'no longer need' mean? Does Ms. Bernadette have already received an answer herself? The body movements of the 'hermit' lady show strong uneasiness and pain, not like ah, it doesn't mean ......"

"The Hanged Man" Alger, "The Magician" Furth, and "Moon" Emlin also have similar questions and speculations in their minds, but their respective concerns are different:

While Alger was looking forward to what Mr. "Fool" would do, he pondered who Bernadette, the common female name of Intis, represented, and why it was worth the thoughtful "Hermit" to take the risk of revealing a little information about the Tarot Society; While worrying about whether the existence of the Tarot Society would be leaked, Forth had already conceived a story of spies and counter-espionage in an instant; Emlyn gloated and watched from the sidelines, thinking that the "hermit" was simply stupid.

"Sun" Derick didn't think about it so much, but vaguely felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong, so he asked half curiously and half suspiciously:

"Mr. Fool, who is Bernadette?"

Good question! I thought it would be Miss Justice who would come and take this moment, well, she seems to be a little angry, so much so that she doesn't want to talk for a while...... Crane secretly praised and replied lightly:

"Russell's eldest daughter,"

"Master of the Dawn,

"The leader of the Dawn of the Elements."

He told Bernadette's identity one by one, so that she no longer had secrets in front of the members of the Tarot Society.

In an instant, except for the "sun", everyone thought of the recent boiling news, and the eyes looking at the "hermit" suddenly became complicated.

At this time, the "hermit" Gadelia had regained her ability to think, looked sideways at the top of the bronze table, and said without luck:

"Yes, I made some mistakes, I don't defend myself, it was a mistake."

"Mr. 'Fool', I dare not ask for your forgiveness, but I beg you to spare my life, I hope to find out the truth and find the murderer. After this, I am willing to dedicate my life and soul to you as atonement. ”

She is retreating...... the "mysterious queen" is dead, losing her backer and protection, but she wants to do her best to keep her status as a member of the Tarot Society? The "hanged man" frowned on the other side.

Does Ms. "Hermit" see Ms. Bernadette as more important than her own life? But even if she said so, in the end, it was Mr. "Fool" who made the decision...... "Just" Audrey tasted the other party's strong desire to survive from the subtle movements and words attached to Gadelia's side.

"The Sun" Derrick still hadn't figured out what had happened, and didn't understand why the "Hermit" lady suddenly asked for punishment.

Mr. "Fool" fell into a brief silence.

"Look up." The god said solemnly, "Look at me." ”

Hearing this, the "Hermit" Gardelia raised her head without thinking and looked at the tall figure behind the thick gray mist. Her black eyes were dark with deep purple, floating with a mysterious meaning, seeing through the gray fog and seeing the "fool".

Suddenly, Gardelia's eyes were hot, and illusory blood flowed out.

A wicked, terrifying, depraved, indescribable roar of terror rang out in her ears, which instantly filled her consciousness with extreme pain, and her body twitched and trembled uncontrollably. Her face, the backs of her hands, and the uncovered areas of her clothing soon cracked open gaps where flesh could be seen, and black worms and white moths wriggled in them, about to form indescribable eyes.

"That's what it is...... Give me ...... Punishment? She struggled to organize her fragile thoughts.

Gadelia's suppressed screams and grunts echoed above the gray mist, and the "Hanged Man" Alger, "Moon" Emlyn, "Magician" Furth and others looked at each other, as if they intuitively felt the pain that the other party was suffering.

At the same time, Mohu's image became clearer, allowing them to see clearly the physical changes of the "hermit". The disgusting and hideous picture frightened "Justice" Audrey to retract her gaze, her back straightened, her eyes straight ahead, and she didn't dare to move.

Gadelia gritted her teeth in pain, reaching out to scratch at the disgusting cracks in her body, as if to shove these strange eyes back, and after two seconds, she initially controlled her voice, controlled her disorganized thoughts, and allowed her thoughts to float back from the chaotic brain, she covered the eyes on her neck with her hand, and opened the other eye on the back of her hand.

"Great ...... Jinni...... Ah......h

She struggled to speak in a voice that sounded like she was crying, hoarse and terrifying, and the image made the "upside-down hangman", who at first had a disdain and mocking mentality, feel creepy, and rubbed his palm against his arm.

"Please...... Leave me ...... Target...... Life ......"

Her Majesty is gone, the Elemental Dawn is gone, where else can I go?

If I die here, who else will be able to find the murderer for Her Majesty? Who else will remember the Queen?

When powerlessness and despair prevail, death becomes the best means of escape. But when there is still hope for revenge in front of you, death is the most intolerable thing!

In just three seconds, Gadelia, who had become only the outline of a human being, was still insisting on speaking, "Magician" Furth and "Justice" Audrey subconsciously reached out to cover their mouths and looked away, and even the contemptuous "Moon" asked themselves in front of this scene, even for the sake of the ancestors and the blood clan, whether they could maintain their sanity under such extreme pain, and even continue to plead.

The Sun looked at the "Hermit" and then at the "Fool", and tried to speak several times, but could not speak.

He didn't know what the "hermit" lady had done, and he didn't know what the attitude of the "fool" was and he couldn't rush to intercede.

"In ...... Revenge...... After the end......"

"I do...... ...... to death"

In the fifth second when she was tormented by the whispers of the real creator, Crane stroked his palms lightly, allowing the gray mist to silently suppress the whispers remaining on the "Tinder" gloves, calming the mutation of "Hermit" Gardelia.

The trembling of the "Star General" began to subside at a speed visible to the naked eye, the cracks in the flesh and blood on his body gradually closed, and his thoughts returned little by little, feeling everything around him again.

"You have proved your heart, and your faith."

The voice of the "fool" came from behind the thick gray mist, unchanged for eternity: "That's it, there is no next time. ”

At this time, the "Hanged Man" Alger said in a low voice, as if warning himself:

"Thou shalt not peer into the ...... of God"

The whisper of "The Hanged Man" Alger quickly died down, but it still echoed in everyone's ears, alerting them to the fact that it was true:

Although Mr. "Fool" usually has no shelf, rarely speaks, almost responds to requests, and gives people a more gentle feeling, she is always a god, a god who cannot be peeped at, a god who is high above reality!

And Gadelia didn't react much to this sentence, and in silence, she stroked the skin on her body that had drilled out of her eyes before, remembering the pain and tempering of the mechanism, and lowered her head sincerely:

"Remember your kindness."

After a short wait, "Magician" Furth grabbed in front of "Just" Audrey, straightened his back, looked around and said:

"Guys, are you interested in taking on a murder mission?"

"The target is an important member of the cult."

Thanks to the love of his teacher, Dorian Gray, Furth has been thinking about doing something for each other lately.

After thinking about it, she took aim at the Aurora Divine Emissary who had caused serious damage to the teacher's family, maybe the "Recorder", maybe Mr. X of the "Traveler"!

"He is from the Aurora Society, an oracle of the Aurora Society, codenamed Mr. X, and a traitor to the Abrahamic family, Louis Vane."

tbc

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"Queen of the Stars"

It may not be credible, but I do like all the characters in the original game.