The Black Hand was keenly aware of Curt's thoughts, and fell silent. After a while, she said in a tone that had returned to her usual tone:

"As you can see, the surface of the Thousand Laws is controlled by Iorham, and the dark side is controlled by me. For us, there are no secrets in the city. To be fair, of all those who want to subvert the Thousand Laws City, you are the most outstanding. As for your shortcomings, it's your lack of patience. Don't care about momentary gains and losses, the last laugh is more important than anything else. You like to always have the upper hand, but that's a bit redundant. ”

The black hand patiently taught Curt, which can be called every word. Curt didn't answer, he just wanted to leave as soon as possible. After that, the black hand said a lot more, and it was obvious that she had been paying attention to Curt's every move. In the end, the black hand finally had nothing to say, and she couldn't stop babbling to herself.

Curt stood abruptly, and suddenly saw a silver flash on the forehead of the black hand, revealing a psychic ability. So the pure white light pierced the sky and shot directly into Curt's eyebrows. Curt was momentarily dazed, and he fell to the ground. After Curt recovered from his state of confusion, the black hand said softly:

"This is the care I owe you for years, Curt. It's not a psychic ability, it's a special ability. In the past, it was called the Clear Heart, but after it was improved, it was called the Mirror of the Mind. Once you activate the Mind Mirror, you'll be able to perfectly grasp the situation around you. Now you can go, have a nice day. ”

"Thank you......"

Curt hesitated, but still couldn't say the word 'Mom'. As a psyker, he could feel the emotions of the black hand fluctuating in the air. There is a deep regret in it, and all Curt can do is leave as soon as possible.

For the next few days, Curt stayed in the Black Tower. He patiently waited for Ani to return, and studied the use of the Mirror of the Mind by the way. During this time, Gran came to visit Curt and brought Olga's greetings. Curt thanked Glenn for his concern, but did not reveal his identity. For him, it was to admit that he was the son of Ioham. It's going to take a lot of time.

These days, Freitia and Evelyn try to walk around Curt as much as possible, and they have something to hide. Curt was so happy to feign deafness and dumbness - Fretia and Evelyn's reactions were still fresh in his resurrection. Although Curt didn't know how the whole thing went, he wasn't so stupid that he couldn't guess anything.

So Curt avoided Fretia and Evelyn as much as he could. lest there be any extraneous branches. Occasionally, he would see Fretia sitting on a stone pier outside the Black Tower in a daze, feeling a little like laughing. Looking back on what has happened since she knew her, Fretia should have hated Curt to the core. But the relationship between people is really wonderful, and no one can say what is going on until the moment of life and death.

Comparatively speaking, Evelyn's situation is much simpler. Admired because of dependence, and in love because of admiration, her feelings for Curt are as simple as a straight line.

Anyway, Curt made up his mind to be a shrunken turtle. He spends all his time studying magic and psionic powers, trying to make up for the loss of the days he lost when he left the Thousand Laws City. With that tough fight with Eoham. Curt's knowledge of magic and psionic powers has deepened a lot. He kept recalling the feeling he had been pushed to the limit, and vaguely felt that the next breakthrough was not far away.

Three days later, at night, the space in the arcane research room fluctuated violently. A tired Curt stood on the sidelines, watching Ani emerge from the rippling spatial shockwaves. Ani looked around warily, a look of surprise when she saw Curt. When the two hugged each other tightly. Ani said in her usual calm tone:

"Haven't you gone to assassinate Ioham yet, Curt? ”

"It's a long story, but it's over. It's great to see you again, Ani, you don't know how worried I am these days. ”

Curt felt the familiar coldness and buried his face in his long, jewel-colored hair. He and Ani hugged each other to the fullest. It took a while before I began to tell the story of what had happened these days. Ani sat obediently on Curt's lap, listening to the story of the awakening. Curt concealed the fact that he had died once, and brought it through in an understatement. Finally, he exhaled and said sincerely:

"Stay with me forever, Ani. My mission is all over. The rest is just a trifle, insignificant. ”

"Hmmm......"

Ani nodded hesitantly, and then stopped. She looked at Curt with pity, and then whispered:

"I have to go, Curt. I need to hibernate for a while. Take care of yourself. ”

"How long?"

Curt immediately asked rhetorically, lest Ani walk away. Ani stared at Curt, and after a while smiled and said:

"Half a year...... Maybe a little longer. By the time I wake up, you're not going to have forgotten me, are you?"

"Impossible, Ani. I owe you immeasurable, you know. ”

Curt smiled back, trying to suppress the sense of loss in his heart. It was hard for him to accept that he had just met Ani and had to be separated for a long time. But this is the price that cannot be avoided, and Curt can only accept the facts.

After Ani's dissipation of the fireflies, Curt opened a bottle of wine with a rare hand. He silently drank a glass, then fell asleep in his chair.

Curt doesn't remember how he managed to get to bed, and he woke up twelve hours later, back to his best. A strange sense of emptiness surrounds Curt, as if an invisible void is open inside. He took out the jewel associated with Ani and stared at it silently for a long time. It wasn't until Evelyn pushed the door open that Curt looked up.

"That...... I've got breakfast for you. ”

At the sight of Curt, Evelyn hesitated for a moment. She bowed her head slightly, letting her long pale green hair drown down and hide her expression. Curt looked at Evelyn wordlessly, and slowly a self-deprecating smile floated. He beckoned Evelyn, who had put down her plate, to lean over. When Evelyn looked a little cramped, Curt sighed and said:

"I'm such a failure, and when I want to say something, I can't find anyone to listen to. Evelyn, sit down for a cup of tea and have a chat with me. It may be a boring thing for you, but I'd love to hear from others. ”

"I'm honorable......"

Evelyn sat down obediently and put her hands on her knees. She tried her best to hide her emotions, but she still showed a hint of excitement. - This was the first time Evelyn had spoken one-on-one with Curt since coming to the Black Tower. From Curt's tone, Evelyn sensed something. For her, eager to get close to Curt, the conversation was unmistakably fascinating.

Curt smiled hollowly and poured a cup of overnight tea for himself and Evelyn. He picked up the teacup, sipped the cold tea, and said slowly:

"Let's have a scare-inducing opening, me...... In fact, it is a scumbag. In order to achieve their own goals, it doesn't matter how many people are hurt. Whether it is an enemy or a woman, I will do whatever it takes to defeat and pursue ......"

"As for the bottom line...... I might as well keep it. But it's so low, it's just a formality. How much is the difference between a beast and a beast......

"I don't understand why I'm like this, maybe it's because of hatred? I hate mages, even if I'm a mage myself. The mage is a representative of selfishness and arrogance, thinking that once he has mastered the spell, he can do anything......"

"Maybe it's the wrong choice to come to the Thousand Laws City? Every day I feel like I'm falling, like I'm stepping on rancid soil. Forced to live a life of disgust, learning spells that he hated from the inside, just to gain power......"

"Now, all my efforts have suddenly been proven to be nothing more than self-inflicted trouble. How much blood and sweat was paid, and in the end it was only exchanged for a farce ending. So what's the point of all the 'evil' I've done......"

"How many people have died at my hands? I will not have mercy on them, but I have killed many people who did not deserve to die. Hundreds, thousands, probably not more. If they survive, they could fill the entire Black Tower. When I was convinced that I had been toyed with by Ioham, their deaths were worthless......"

"Haha, no, I don't care about any of that. Yes, there was something about killing, but I didn't take it to heart. I'm just making excuses to avoid the topic. Even now, I still don't seem to want to face myself......"

Curt spoke intermittently, shaking his head and smiling from time to time with self-deprecation. He glanced at Evelyn, who was sitting still, with a serious and shocked expression, and raised the corners of his mouth and continued:

"Actually, what I really care about is who the important person is, right? I have a very important ally, and I also see her as a lover. She has done so much for me, and I am willing to die for her. But...... Is that really love? She's not even human, she's just human......"

"During these difficult and dangerous years, I was close to her and spoke sweetly to her. That's a despicable trick, because just yesterday she was forced to leave me, maybe for a long time......"

"Strangely, at the moment she disappeared, I felt extremely lost, but also a little lighter. Do you know where that ease comes from? -- With my current status and status, I can do whatever I want. Without her around, no one would be able to restrain me. As long as I want, I can indulge shamelessly and degenerate at any time......"

"Yes, I am no longer threatened with death all the time. Even if I rape you now, Evelyn, no one will do anything to me. Because I'm a scumbag, a very good scumbag......"

Curt put down his teacup and folded his hands.