Although I have seen the information of Zhu Dark, I only wrote a brief background and resume on the data sheet. What kind of character she is, what aspects of magic she is good at, those aspects are not involved. This is very much in line with the secrecy of the Warlock community, but it doesn't work out from the perspective of the next collaboration. The next thing I was going to do was to talk to her about each other, but because she was so special to me, I didn't know how to talk to her.

Lie Que said that she arrived in Puqing City before me, but in fact, she had arrived about an hour first, and during this time she seemed to have walked around the train station, and at this time she took me to the western restaurant in the station. Without saying a word, I followed behind her and sat down in the seat across from her. She always had the same complexion as usual, revealing a demure temperament, and although she was slender, she had a generous and natural demeanor.

She rested her hands on the table, her fingers crossed. The cuffs of the black gauze shirt slipped off slightly, and on the exposed white wrist, an antique bracelet was worn. To my mind, it looked like some kind of magic item, but I couldn't tell what it was for.

Not only was I hesitating to say anything, she seemed to be deliberating as well, and no one spoke for five minutes. I couldn't help but think about other things. For example, the awareness that arises when you just get off the train.

If nothing else, the bite must be in Puqing City.

It's as if I once had the feeling of "biting blood and leaving" in Tianhe City and Mirage Market, and now I can feel whether the bite is in my city in the air. However, this feeling is general, I just know that the other person is there, but I don't know the specific location of the other person, and I can't even tell which direction it is.

But I'm not confused. It is impossible for her to appear in Puqing City for no reason, there must be some plot here, and this plot is most likely closely related to the missionaries who are also in this place. Even if I don't know where she is, as long as I keep chasing the missionary, there's a good chance I'll get into a conflict with her.

At this moment, Zhu secretly spoke. I thought she would start by talking about our feuds, but as soon as she opened her mouth, it was about work.

"The mission this time is to catch the missionaries in Puqing City, but as the mission document says, the missionaries are most likely not here, but some demon warlocks from the night before are making trouble." She said, "The security bureau in Puqing City does not have a main warlock, and the results of the previous night forces are not very good, and they have let the enemy escape several times. Our next action should be to help the local security bureau eliminate the Eve forces. ”

Even if she didn't mention personal matters, I didn't feel relaxed, I just felt like the other boot in my heart didn't hit the ground, but I had to cooperate with her first, "Isn't the headquarters going to arrange reinforcements here?" ”

"We, or rather, you are the 'reinforcements'." "I'm not good at fighting, but I know a little bit about tracking and detection, and I know a thing or two about escaping," she said. So you don't have to worry about me when there's a fight. Even if there really is a main warlock in Puqing City and there is a conflict with us, I have a way to quickly withdraw from the battle scene, you just have to fight with all your might. ”

"I see. But there is one thing I must state first, according to my personal sources, there is a high probability that the missionary is actually in Puqing City. And, although this is just my feeling, biting the blood - that super main demon warlock must be here too. I said, "It's too late to quit." ”

"What?" She paused, as if unconsciously touching the bracelet on her left wrist, and then seemed to believe my words, "...... No, I'm not quitting. ”

"You should know who I am, so why did you take on this task?" I simply made up my mind, opened the skylight with an open-minded mentality, and said brightly, "Are you here to kill me?" ”

"Two years ago, my husband was killed by you." Hearing this, she no longer detoured, and her eyes became more gloomy, as if the eye sockets contained not eyeballs, but metal products like eyeballs, "You chopped it into thousands of pieces and fed it to the man-eating monster." When we found him again, all that was left of the scene was rotting flesh and bits and pieces. ”

Her gaze gripped as if he was about to dig the flesh off my face, "He was twenty-three years old when he died, his left arm was a prosthetic leg, and his usual weapon was a long red knife, do you remember him?" ”

"I don't remember." I answer honestly. I can barely remember the people I killed in my five years as a demon person. The lover of the old bones, the father of the sabertooth, the husband of the pearl dark, even if they say it to my face, I can't recall it.

I know that saying this will only infuriate them even more, but I will not lie to them or make up for it.

"I've heard that it's not your fault, it's the monsters that dominate you, and you're just an innocent victim, is that true?" She asked gloomily.

"It's fake." Without thinking, I said, "I did it all of my own free will, and I killed them with my own hands." ”

She touched her bracelet again as if unconsciously, was silent for a while, and then said: "I have heard that you are a decent person now, running around to meet the villains, even risking your life to fight evil to the end, and saving ten times more lives than you have killed in the past, and more than a thousand times more people have been saved from future disasters because of your hands...... Is it all your acting? ”

"Although I don't know how I came up with the phrase a thousand times, it's all my sincerity, not my acting skills." I said, "But I don't think that if I do this, all the people I've killed before won't count." ”

"Then I'm going to kill you now." She said hatefully, "I want you to pay for my husband's life." ”

"I can't do it." I say.

"Why, are you afraid of death?" She asked.

"I'm not afraid of death, but I have people I can't let go." Speaking of this, the siren also came to my mind, "And if I die on my own initiative, someone will die because of me." ”

"Is it......" her voice sounded like a terrifying sound from hell.

I knew very well that she could not have accepted such a statement. Who lives in this world without someone or something that they can't let go? Her husband, who was killed by my own hands, must have struggled desperately before he died, and was full of unwillingness to think about people or things he couldn't let go, and finally swallowed his last breath in a deep despair.

I could always feel the resentment in her heart, and she wanted to eat me alive, even at this moment, as if she was going to pounce at any moment, tearing and biting my face and throat, and giving me a taste of the pain that her husband had tasted.

The next moment, however, what she said was a jaw-dropping one. I even reflexively frantically retrieved my memories to see if I had ever heard a second such absurd sentence in my life.

She said, "Well, I forgive you." ”

"What did you say?" I must have misheard, or rather, my brain must have malfunctioned, something wrong in processing the auditory information.

"I forgive you." She said, "You have proven yourself with many achievements, and I think you will make more contributions to the cause of justice in the future." My husband is a righteous man in his heart, and he will not hold a grudge against you, and I, as his wife, cannot stand against you. You asked me if I came to kill you, but not only will I not kill you, but I will stand by your side and assist you with all my heart in this mission. ”

She was definitely lying. Even now, I could feel her growing resentment.

Why did she say that to me? I've already said that those crimes were done voluntarily, is she, like everyone else, believing that I was brainwashed?

Or is it because I said that I would not give up my life, and she knew that she could not kill me head-on, so she wanted to pretend to be forbearant and choose the moment when I was not prepared to use the killer, or kill me from the shadows by means of poison or curses?

This is a very reasonable speculation, rather than other than to do what he thinks. And just as I was thinking so, she pulled out a prop that looked like a wooden token from her arms.

"Take this." She shoved the wooden token in front of me.

Although I did not feel the immediate danger from above, it was unwise to take something from the hands of the enemy.

And on this basis, I did not hesitate to accept it.

"Didn't you ask me what it was first?" She asked coldly.

"If you're going to hurt me, I deserve it. I will not sit still, but I will meet your poison and blade from the front, and I will not run away or hide. I said.

She was silent for a moment, and then said, "Then I'll tell you, this thing won't kill you directly, but it will make it very convenient for me to kill you." And I won't say anything more than that. Take my poison and blade with you, and spend the rest of the night with anxiety in your heart. ”

——

After the private conversation was over, Zhu Ming quickly resumed his work demeanor and left the restaurant with me.

Next, we will go to the Puqing City Security Bureau to make a simple report and take the subway route. After getting into the train, she found a seat and sat down, while I sat on the opposite seat, keeping an eye on her. I hadn't detached myself from the previous conversation yet, thinking about her mood swings when she spoke earlier, and although she must not have really forgiven me, I gradually felt that she really didn't seem to have any intention of secretly killing me.

In other words, although she hated me so much, it was as if she had truly forgiven me, both in words and in possible actions.

I even had a magical idea: Could it be that she was really determined to forgive me?

People's decision-making and emotions are not always consistent, just like a diabetic patient wants to eat sweets, but in order to control blood sugar, they can only endure the pain, even if this decision is made, the mood of wanting sweets will not disappear. Forgiveness for my decision and resentment of my emotions can exist at the same time.

After realizing this possibility, I felt mixed feelings in my heart that even I was caught off guard, and I couldn't help but want to ask - how can you forgive me?

I've tried to imagine scenarios where my enemies forgive me. Yes, this is very shameless imagination. Whenever this kind of sprout appears in my thoughts, even if no one can get a glimpse of my thoughts, I reflexively despise myself and stifle my imagination.

And even if I really imagined it, I definitely couldn't imagine a specific picture. Because that's just too ridiculous, too unjustifiable. What kind of thinking would it take to forgive someone like me?

But today, I really met such a person. I don't feel the slightest relief; Instead, I felt like my brain was being poured into a whole bucket of glue.

I can't accept it.

No, wait, it's too early to draw conclusions.

She doesn't necessarily really forgive me, and maybe I can be patient and see what she does next.

For example, the wooden token she gave me, which she said was "a very convenient tool to use to kill me". Now she doesn't seem to have any intention of harming me, I can feel that, but what about after that?

She hates me so much, and has the means to harm me, she will definitely not be able to help but harm my life.

She must not have been able to forgive me.

The train traveled at high speed in the tunnel, passing one station after another, and the space became crowded as passengers poured into the carriages one after another. Three stops away we should get off the train.

Suddenly, a strange feeling struck me. I stood up and summoned the Siren's Blade, and Bead looked up quickly, as if she had noticed something was wrong. In my senses, the air in the carriage – no, it was the tunnel space itself where the train traveled that gave me a dangerous and tense feeling.

The lights in the carriage suddenly went out, and there was darkness where you couldn't see your fingers. The passengers were confused and uneasy, not knowing what was going on, but my vision and awareness barely caught the change in this moment. At this moment, the carriage suddenly lost contact with the carriages in front and behind. Now it was the only car that was sliding forward on the track following inertia.

On the track in front of the carriage, I saw a figure with a weapon.

Black dress, white hair, red eyes.

The beautiful face that seems to be inhuman, the young body of a girl, and the two-handed giant axe like blood.

It's a bite of blood!

She's here for me!

Do not involve other passengers. The thought crossed my mind, and without hesitation, I jumped up and slammed through the ceiling of the carriage to the outside. Before I could reach the top, I felt a strong sense of threat almost announcing my death—the bite of blood rushed in front of me faster than the sound and swung a great axe at me.

(End of chapter)