【Nightfall】

The sound of rustling came from the icy darkness, and frost climbed up the metal walls.

Sevita stood calmly on the side of the hatch, breathing calmly, listening to the slight hiss of his power armor's circulatory system.

There was a whispering and rapid murmur in the night of the room, accompanied by the sound of a quill scratching through the parchment, dripping water, the clashing of metal, the sound of labored breathing—and then everything suddenly fell silent again.

Sevita closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

When he opened his eyes again, a large, rickety prototype appeared in front of him.

"Good day, Lord of the Night."

Sevita saluted calmly, Conrad Coz's pale face obscured by the messy hair, revealing only the pitch-black pupils in the tangled black hair.

[Sai, are you okay?] 】

Koz hissed, and as he was injured by Mortarian's gas, Sevita's breathing system was having some problems, and breathing became more strenuous for him.

Sevita paused.

"I am fine, my lord, and thank you for your concern. We are about to arrive in Nostramo, so please be ready. ”

Conrad was silent, and the giant monster bent down and placed his two claws on Sevita's shoulder armor, and he looked at Sevita.

[I...... Seeing the Fall above, this place will eventually fall—not just here, all, everything, they are angry, very angry. 】

Sevita maintained his breathing rate, imagining himself like a machine standing still.

"My lord, I personally think we need to think about the current situation, this is the last time the Legion will be allowed to obtain supplies; At the same time, we need to meet ...... Death Guard's order, otherwise we won't have a future. ”

Sevita finally finished his words, and he waited, waited for punishment, or whatever, and he was knocked away, or worse, he was given the Red Glove.

But in a certain corner of his mind, he did expect that the original would not do this.

To his surprise, Conrad Coz did not punish him, he just looked at Sevita quietly and melancholy, as if asking, as if crying.

Then Conrad Coetzes shook his head and nodded again.

[Sai, do you want to know how you died?] 】

Sevita felt a dry hair in her mouth,

"My lord, we have said that we will not discuss this topic again, and I never want to know the date of my own death."

"And,"

Sevita stared at Conrad Coz,

"My lord, the Legion needs you now."

Conrad made a silencing gesture, and to Sevita's surprise, a strange, mischievous smile crossed the corner of the Night Lord's mouth.

[Sai, actually, I don't know where you ended up. 】

A low giggle rang out from the depths of the primordial body's throat, like the howl of a strange bird in the middle of the night, empty, and quickly dissolving into the night, reckless.

Sevita was sure he saw Konrad Coz's pupils twitch and roll violently and abnormally for a moment, but the next moment Konrad Coze looked at him calmly.

There was a glint of melancholy in his eyes, like a polar night that never changed all year round.

[Race, in the end, everything is doomed to collapse and slide into tragedy, this is just a dream of the arrogant, we are all outcasts......]

But I don't care. 】

"I don't care anymore. 】

Sevita tensed his muscles, and he watched in silence as Conrad Cotz muttered to himself, like two souls trapped in one shell, tearing at each other, one crying out sorrow and darkness, the other whimpering and biting.

Finally, Conrad Coz looked at Sevita,

[The future is meaningless.] 】

He whispered,

[They...... It's always changing, but it's always been like that, and there's no place for us in the future. 】

Sevita let go of her breathing.

"What do you want us to do, my lord?"

Sevita's words sent Konrad Kozka paused, but the Lord of the Night continued,

[Do what you want, race.] 】

Koz's hand on Sevita's shoulder armor twitched, and the original body fell into painful memories,

[I...... I don't care, I saw so many possibilities that day, they all lead to destruction, those tragedies, those laughing voices......]

[But in the end you are still alive, Sai, you have billions of futures, but you only have one present. 】

Sevita pursed her lips, he tried to make a stupid smile, and then he failed,

"Yes, my lord, here I am."

[Do what you want, race.] 】

Conrad Coetzes uttered this with an eerie softness,

You are a noble sinner, Sai, if there is still light in the fallen Midnight Lord, it can only be you, and it must be you, only you can keep your last self in hell. 】

Conrad stared at Sevita deadly.

[If anyone on the Legion or Nostramo opposes you, let me know.] 】

After the last word fell, they fell silent.

Silent.

Sevita felt her throat tighten, and the Lord of the Night spoke easily...... unimaginable words.

Sevita remembered Hades' suggestive glance at him, and he remembered how shaken his heart had been...... This can't ...... The original body can't do that, and neither can he......

"My lord, the Legion needs you."

Sevita spoke dryly, but Conrad Coz tilted his head sideways and looked at him sadly,

[I'm watched, it can't be me.] 】

"My lord, I don't understand what you mean."

Konrad Coz shook his head again, it was more like shaking his head, and his eyeballs began to twitch unsteadily again, but he was still explaining to Sevita,

[The fish can't realize that it has been living in the water unless it is brutally fished out and struggling in the dry air-]

They have been watching me, before I became conscious, before I was born, before all the tragedies happened. 】

Conrad Coz's mental state began to be unstable again, and Sevita could smell psionic energy, and Conrad quickly retracted his hand, and fled back into the darkness of the night as if he had fled.

[Sai, do what you want, don't let the last light of the Legion go out.] 】

Kotz's whisper came from the darkness, and he seemed to be roaring.

Sevita swallowed, and although he still couldn't understand Conrad's words, he still made his attempt, and he asked loudly,

"Father, how can I keep you from being watched?"

In the darkness, Conrad Coz let out a cry of pain and despair, and Sevita imagined Coz scratching his own flesh.

[It's late! Too late! It's too late for us to see clearly! And how could that madman help us?! 】

Yes, yards.

Put two interludes today, otherwise you will forget about the main line.

It can be regarded as involving the main line.

(End of chapter)