Char opened the gates of the castle and returned to the castle, he returned to the courtyard, and the oven was already on the table.

The enticing aroma of crispy grilled fish roasted on the crust of the baking tray is spread in a boiling red soup and topped with various small ingredients.

The moonlight shines on the clear surface of Lake Selim, and the breeze blows lightly and sparkles.

Every year when they come to this Selim, they eat the fish here.

Char sat down across from Alicia and picked up the chopsticks.

"Did you find what you were looking for?" Alicia asked.

"Pretty much." Char picked up a piece of fish and put it in his mouth, and the hot fish melted in his mouth, mixing with spicy meat to stimulate his tongue and taste buds.

"And that Tiamat, is it good or bad?" Alicia continued.

"In this world, there is no absolute good or bad, and many times there is only a distinction between positions." Char muttered softly.

Suddenly, he asked, "Alicia, what do you think is the greatest malice in the world?" ”

"What is it?" Alicia didn't answer, just asked directly.

Char slowly raised the corners of his mouth, "Maybe it's love."

Alicia raised her eyebrows in surprise.

"A kind of love that borders on paranoia," Char murmured softly, "because malice is temporary, and the more you use it, the thinner it becomes, but love is different." Especially, when the possessor of this love is a being with absolute power."

Alicia also picked up a piece of potato, "What do you want to do?" ”

Char turned his head to look in Britannia's direction, his hands glowing with a faint light, like a river of stars.

"Add some more variables to this board."

In the south of Britannia, the huge Baroque mansion of the Namarbury family from a hundred years ago still sits in its place.

More than a hundred years ago, after Arthur faked his death, the entire nobility of Britannia was purged, and the Marbury family escaped with the help of treasures possessed by certain gods.

Although the years have passed, most of the treasures have left the family for various reasons.

But one of the greatest "treasures" is still hidden in the family's cellar and has been passed down from generation to generation.

And at this moment, in this cellar, the future heir of the Marbury family, Seniore Marbury, was standing in front of the glass ball that held Hypnos, glaring at the naked and curled up in a daze in the glass ball.

"My father said that you are a god who can grant our desires. As I said, I just need you to help me pay off my debts, can't you even do that? ”

Hypnos was still speechless, his eyes were not focused, as if he was still immersed in his own world.

He'd been trapped in this orb for over a hundred years, and perhaps even his brother hadn't been imprisoned by humans for so long.

Compared to Morgan, who just wanted to resurrect his own son, several of Morgan's descendants are really inferior to one generation after another.

A few years ago, at least one wanted to be emperor, but now, he just wanted to pay off his debts.

Seeing that Hypnos did not respond to him, the anger in his heart grew stronger.

He stepped forward and slapped the glass vessel heavily, making it clatter.

"Hey! Are you deaf? ”

He shouted loudly, but the result was still the same, and then he cursed angrily and turned his head and left the place.

Hypnos slowly raised his head and looked at his departing back, and then at the two guards standing on one side, who were also descendants of the first two guards who had guarded him for generations.

He slowly raised his head and looked at the glass container that had imprisoned him for more than a hundred years, and in a corner that many people had not noticed, a crack appeared in the place where he had just been slapped by Senior.

This glass container has been used for more than 100 years, and even though the properties of glass do not change with time, external forces can still affect the glass.

This rift should have appeared because of the influence of the outside world for more than 100 years.

Of course, this glass was given to this family by that being, and obviously it will not be ordinary glass.

So in a sense, the appearance of this crack may be the will of that existence

Hypnos didn't say anything, he didn't show any emotion of excitement, he just kept staring at the crack for a long time.

After a moment, he shuddered and closed his eyes, and then he looked up at the guard not far away. Since it is a hereditary position, the physical fitness of this guard is not very good, and he is very obese.

He also seemed to sense that Hypnos was looking at him, and slowly raised his head to look at Hypnos, and they looked at each other.

But it was at this moment that he felt the picture in front of him change, and he was no longer standing in the cellar of the Marbury family, but on a golden sand.

The salty scent of the sea swept his cheeks, the waves rustled against the sand, and seagulls soared in the distance.

He had dreamed of going to the beach a long time ago, but he didn't have time because he needed to keep an eye on the presence of the glass ball in the cellar.

And at this moment, looking at the endless ocean, his eyes were a little more distracted, and he stepped on the beach and walked a few steps forward.

However, it was only when he reached the beach that he suddenly realized that he seemed to be still in the cellar.

When he realized this, he saw that there was another person not far from him.

He wore a black robe, had a very standard Greek nose, and his eyes were dark and circled, as if he hadn't slept for a long time.

It's the one who has been imprisoned in that orb of glass!

He ran out?

There was a slight panic in the guard's eyes, and he quickly pulled out a gun from his body and fired several shots at Hypnos.

"Bang bang bang!"

The sound of a bullet hitting something came to his ears, and the next moment, an exclamation came from his side.

"Harry, what are you doing!?"

The sea in front of him was gone, and he was still in the cellar, but he had a pistol in his hand, and the bullets that had just been fired were all shot in the glass container, embedded in the container.

The policeman, named Harry, froze in place.

The cracks spread out as the firing point spread in all directions, and then, under the frightened eyes of these policemen, countless shards of glass were scattered to the ground with the sound of glass explosions.

And Hypnos stepped barefoot in the glass ballast.

But he obviously didn't feel any pain, and all he could do at the moment was joy, the joy of being free again.

He slowly raised his head, raised his hand and stretched.

In some prisons, prisoners who make mistakes are generally punished with "little black rooms".

The small black room was cramped and pitch black, and it could only stand in a space like a coffin, and anyone would collapse if it was closed in that place for ten days and a half months.

And the glass ball where Hypnos has been locked up for more than a hundred years is even narrower than a small black room, and he can't even stand, he can only curl up, which is simply unbearable pain.

Feeling his body stretched for the first time in more than a hundred years, Hypnos shuddered and closed his eyes, enjoying the wonderful moment.

But the joys and sorrows of men were not the same, and Hypnos was happy, but the two of their guards panicked, and they trembled and raised their guns in their hands and shouted loudly.

"Don't move!"

Hypnos slowly opened his eyes and looked at the two of them, there was no hatred in his eyes, and there was no other emotion, as a god, this kind of ordinary person was not enough for him to hold grudges.

He slowly blew out a breath of turbidity, and countless clouds of sand swept out and swept over the two guards.

They quickly fell to the ground and fell into a deep sleep.

Then he walked slowly to the top of the cellar, where the Marbury family had decayed rapidly over the years compared to its former glory, and although the house was still there, it was obviously impossible to have as many servants and stewards as it had been in the past.

There was silence in the hall, and Shopnos walked slowly to the second floor and entered a bedroom.

On the bed in this bedroom lay an old man with gray hair, who looked very old, with a withered body, sunken eyes, and sunken cheeks, like a dried corpse, still hanging on a drip, but still not dead, but only gasping softly.

Hypnos ignored him directly, came to the side of the cabinet, slowly raised his hand, the cabinet slowly opened, and the black cloak inside flew out directly, covering his naked body.

(End of chapter)