Section 48. Break
"I told the warden that the dungeon was full of my brothers and that I had to take them out. It tells me that all prisoners are guilty unless you wash away their deeds. That's why I told you to sweep the church, and now I'm here again to save you from captivity......"
Reality, the church, the dungeon.
Annan sat in the hall of the dungeon and said to the weirdos who sat around him.
Annan did not open the fifth ...... again He was going to take a break and think about how to coax Valencia's daughter, and to get his students to stop arresting him endlessly.
"I didn't mean to...... They beat me, scolded me, tortured me, and after starving to death, I just accidentally burned the house......" said the candle head timidly.
Annan didn't know it had such a past,
"That's righteous revenge, I'll talk to the warden about commuting your sentence." Annan said. The Archbishop of Valencia did not say what to do with these prisoners. But after completing the commission, the archbishop, who handed over the "warden" itself, would naturally hand over the prisoners to Annan.
The candle head was about to cry out, and saluted Annan to express his gratitude, almost burning Annan's mage robe.
"Don't look down, the flames will fall."
Then the sketchpad said, "I'm not harmful, I'm Madame Sharon's sketchpad, and when she dies, I'll wake up, and then the warden will arrest me here." β
"I'll intercede with the warden for you, too."
"And meβ"
The halls of the dungeon become noisy, and every weirdness washes away its sins from Annan. There are more than thirty weird creatures in the entire dungeon, about half of them have killed people, and only a few have really killed indiscriminately - such as hairless werewolves.
Its past is both sad and hateful - because of his miserable childhood, he has acquired a quirk in adulthood and likes to trick children into his home to kill.
Annan was surprised, he thought that the hairless werewolf and the slug knew each other, but it turned out that it was only the hairless werewolf who made the slug his new target.
Annan deserved to say that it would be imprisoned for 28 years.
Normally, a pretty boy like Annan is most popular with hairless werewolves, but he doesn't do so because of the warden's terror.
Thinking of finding an opportunity for the warden to slaughter the hairless werewolf, Annan looked at the only crocodile head that didn't speak.
The hideous flat head said aggrievedly: "I can't remember the past, and now I have nothing but wisdom." β
Wisdom?
"Let me ask you a question." Annan sorted out the language: "I have a friend who is a big man who neglects his family and is all focused on his work, because of which his wife dies and his daughter is a stranger to him. On his daughter's birthday, he suddenly changed his mind and wanted to ease the relationship with his daughter, but he was thought to be impersonated by his subordinates, and the next day he ...... I said something wrong, start over. β
Annan, who realized that there was a problem with the logic, said again:
"I have a friend who is a big man who neglects his family and is so focused on his work that his wife dies and his daughter is a stranger. On his daughter's birthday, he gets an artifact that can be repeated back to today, and he thinks this is an opportunity given by the gods to start the day again and again, trying to ease the relationship with his daughter. At first, this friend of mine failed, and was treated as an imposter by his subordinates, and ...... a second time Third ...... The fourth time he almost succeeded, but was caught by his subordinates again......"
The weird with poor comprehension has fainted, and the rest are either mushy or pretend to understand.
Annan looked at the crocodile head with anticipation, and it did not live up to Annan's expectations: "The fourth time you were not betrayed by your subordinates, but by your daughter!" β
"Why do you say that?"
Annan recalled the details of her time with Corlet, and she probably wouldn't have discovered anything.
"You said you found your captor when she went into the flower shop, and she looked at you and didn't say anything after you were caught......"
"It's not me, it's my friend." Annan corrected the crocodile head and explained: "I obviously don't have daughters at my age. β
"So the problem is still with Li...... Is it on my daughter? β
Could it be that Corlit has planted other traps in her words?
Should I say that she is the daughter of the Archbishop of Valencia? It's so sharp......
"I ...... What should that friend do now? Annan realized that he seemed to be stuck in an endless circle - Valencia's commission made him have to change his behavior, and if he changed his behavior, he would be tempted by those around him, and if he was tempted by those around him, he would be exposed......
Although Annan can also use a stupid method - he will always jump out of the trap if he is caught dozens of times, some people will think that it is too much delay......
"I have a solution...... Your daughter showed distress to you when you were hurt, right? β
"I said it wasn't me...... My friend's daughter did care at the time. β
"That's good, we can make your friend pretend to be injured and have amnesia......"
"No, my friend's status is higher than you think, and his every move is watched by the whole city." Annan guessed that his exposure should have something to do with it......
It was difficult for Annan to emulate Valencia's habits.
"Then let you ...... Friends try to appear weak, vulnerable, and create accidents, panic can make people lose the ability to think, ignore a lot of details, and can't help but care about you and care about you...... You can take her down while she's vulnerable. β
"You can also create a contrast, women like men to have two faces, especially when they have a different attitude towards other people and towards themselves, which can make them feel like they are favored ......"
The more Annan listened, the more strange he became, and he even forgot to correct it: "What did you do when you were still alive?" β
"I ...... I really can't remember. "The crocodile's head is staggered.
Annan guessed that it was either a scumbag, a bard, or a warlock during his lifetime.
"What do you think?"
Annan asked other weirdos, and the weirdos came up with ideas to discuss how to please their daughter without revealing it for this friend of Annan.
In the end, Annan decided to follow the crocodile head's advice: "I'll go tell that friend of mine right now!" β
Watching Annan run out of the dungeon, Candlehead asked the crocodile head: "Why do you always say that the person is it......"
"Would you have looked like this when you were still alive?" Crocodile Head asked rhetorically.
Candle Head understood what it meantβweirdness is weird not only because of their abilities, but also because of their weird appearance: "But how can weirdness make people so good-looking?" β
"You know what? There is a demon in the abyss called succubi, and they will become the favorite form of humans, seducing them and eating away at their souls......"
"You say it's a succubus?"
ββ¦β¦ I say it's as weird as a succubus. β
β¦β¦
Annan rushed back to his office and asked the Archbishop of Valencia to open the fifth.
"You've found a way?" The Archbishop of Valencia asked him
"Basically."
Annan was eager to try.
"As long as that good student of yours doesn't come out and make trouble, I'll give Lily a full day."
(End of chapter)