Chapter 19: Let's Play
Calamity.
Legend has it that the sword could cut through time and space, separating space from time. If the sword-wielder is brave enough, he can pass through that rift in time and space and travel to another world, the world of the past.
There is also a legend about the calamity, an even more unreliable legend.
Anyone who has been exposed to calamity is cursed and has a miserable life. If someone tries to use Calamity, he will be consumed by a vicious curse, become another revenant in the Sword of Calamity, and disappear from this world forever.
If that person is strong enough to defeat the most evil curses, then calamity will give him the power to destroy the world.
Legends like this are known even to children.
The power to destroy the world?poof...... It's really stupid, now, I guess even children don't believe these deceptive legends.
The legend of the tears of the goddess, the legend of the first brave, the legend of the arrival of the gods...... At the end of the day, it's all just a legend.
In the end, Jill, who said that, was ashamed and sneered at by Chard. In the end, the strange sword was also left in the corner, and along with other miscellaneous things, silently bearing the dust of time.
"Central City...... Wild waves, I can't believe it's real. β
The man was taken aback when he heard what Wild Tao said, but his tone was still not impatient, as if he had been prepared.
"Windless, what should we do?" said Wild Waves anxiously to his companion in the darkness as he recounted the news he had received from the Black Flame Gang, "even if she is in Central City, we don't need to be afraid of her." Anyway, she's just a wasted person with no identity now, and you said we don't really need to kill her, right?"
"You're right. β
"Then why are you still ......?"
"Hey, Wild Waves, although you don't want to kill her, she wants to take your life. β
"Wufeng, what do you mean? sheβshe knows my identity? can't it......" Wild Wave was startled, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead.
No matter how much he looks down on that idiot on the surface, he has seen the mighty waves of the brave, but he still has a fear of that terrible woman in his heart.
If you are really targeted by the brave in turn......
In the face of the wounded beast, even the most seasoned hunter did not dare to let his guard down, because, its fangs were still there.
"Haha, are you scared? You are scared too? Haha. β
"No wind, I still don't understand what you mean......"
"Okay, okay, don't be nervous. That being said, it's still early. "No Wind uttered four words leisurely," Hoag House. β
"Hogg House? Windless, you mean?"
"Ah, that's right. I'm not sure, but there can't be a second woman other than her. β
For the grand ceremony that will be staged in Central City, Wufeng seems to be looking forward to it
"How far can you go, hehe......"
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Central City, High Street.
The night, intoxicating, spreads the moonlight, and renders another world.
If what Edward had in his hand was not ice cream but a glass of wine, he would have been able to compose beautiful poems like a great poet.
"Baaa...... Hmmm, it's delicious. The ice cream in the Resurrection's hut is still so sweet!I'm so happy!"
Lazily leaning on the table, Edward ate ice cream while watching the humans running around the streets.
At night, the commercial street is still brightly lit.
"Tsk, but where do I find it?"
Edward frowned disapprehendedly.
From his point of view, these humans in front of him all looked the same, and if he hadn't stayed with Emilia for too long, he would have gotten used to all this, and he would have been dazzled.
"Actually, you're not that good. I thought you knew everything. β
A beautiful sissy smile appeared in front of his eyes.
Go to someone who knows the truth about the night of the Red Roseβthat's what Arthas commanded him during the day.
History cannot be restored, and if we want to know the truth of the past, we can only dig out the few credible things from enough lies.
Even if it's a lie, if it's told thousands of times, you can hear the so-called truth.
"But, Arthas, why me? You should know this thing better than I do. β
"Hehe, of course it's you. Since Emilia has agreed to cooperate with me, you are responsible for assisting me. β
"Sissy, you've got a bad brain, right? She promised you, not me. β
"Oh, I thought you would do anything for her. β
"Hey, don't call me a pervert. β
"So, are you going to let me go to her, and let her help me?"
"Tsk...... Forget it, that idiot. I'll do it anyway. β
"Hehe, it seems that you know very well yourself, don't you? I hope you will find the answer soon, I will wait for your good news. β
In this way, Arthas put the responsibility on Edward's head.
But...... Central City is so big, how easy is it to find someone who really knows the past? Over the years, I don't know how many people have tried to investigate the truth about the night of the Red Rose, but all of them have returned with nothing.
Arthas wasn't blindly lazy, and he had also sent Dent to investigate. They used all means to coerce, induce, and deceive, but in the end they still got nothing.
Is there no one who wants to stand up and make that tragic history public? No, the opposite is true.
There are countless people who claim to be insiders, and the devil knows which of their words is true and which is false. The most hateful thing is that their acting skills are very superb, and they treat Alsace as a stupid and money-rich wrongdoer, and they are looking for some information that is both true and false to fool people, and even Dent, who has always been steady, is in the way.
But now, Arthas urgently needs to dig up more information to deal with the dilemma of knowing nothing. So...... He had no choice but to hope for Edward.
"What's your name, young man?"
At the other end of the table, the owner of the Resurrectant's hut leaned lazily in almost the same posture as Edward, looking at the people outside the store.
"My name is Edward. β
"Edward...... Hehe, hello, Edward, my name is Ryan, and I opened this shop. β
"Well, I know. Boss, is there anything wrong with you?" Edward wondered.
It sounds like this uncle named Ryan has something to say to himself. Could it be that he is the one who knows the truth?
"Of course there's something! ahem...... Edward, I'm older than you, and it's not a disadvantage for you to call me uncle. β
"Uh, Uncle Lane...... Actually, I don't care what you humans call me, whatever you call it. β
"What did you say?"
"Nothing...... Uncle Ryan, what's the matter with you?"
"Ahem, Edward, there's something I have to say to you......"
"Ahh
Ryan seems to know important information!
"Whew......" Ryan took a deep breath, and then roared at Edward, "Edward, you hurry up and go back to sleep for me!"
β...... Huh?"
Edward was dumbfounded.
"Look at your dark circles, they're about to turn into eye shadow, and people who don't know think you're wearing makeup!" Ryan said distressedly, "Well, you don't have anyone to rely on, poor boy...... But you shouldn't spoil your body like that!"
"Uh...... Uncle Ryan, youβyou seem to have misunderstood something, my dark circles are natural. β
Edward couldn't laugh or cry.
How much this guy struggles with his dark circles.
"Edward, listen to Uncle's advice!" Ryan said earnestly, "It's late, go home and sleep!"
"Uh......"
"If you go home and sleep right away, next time you come, Uncle will give you a half-price discount!"
"Half, half price?"
"That's right, don't you like ice cream, it's all half price, how about going back to sleep now?"
Ryan throws a decoy that only a child would take the bait.
"Really, then, that's it, I'll go back to sleep now! Goodbye, Uncle Lane!"
Edward was overjoyed and turned around and left, fearing that Ryan would regret it.
The bait was irresistible to him.
"Well, goodbye...... Ryan smiled reassuringly and waved goodbye to Edward.
Hey, I'm finally home.
Poor boy.
The boy sped through the dark alley, leaving only Ryan with a vague back.
At this moment, an unfamiliar voice sounded.
"Boss, did the person who bought the thing just now run in this direction?"
"Ahh Ryan yawned and replied casually, but then, instinctively, sensing the crisis, "Wait...... Who are you?"
"Hee-hee, I'm his good friend, I'm going to find him. β
Hearing only the sound but not the person, Ryan poked his head out, trying to see the man's face.
"Friend, ...... you"
Before Ryan could finish speaking, his eyes flickered, and he lost consciousness in an instant.
"Hee-hee, Edward, I'm here to play with you. β
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