"You look a little tired," Anlens said, staring at Summerway, suggesting, "Why don't you take a break and ask me about those things?" ”

"No, I'm fine."

Xia Mingwei had gradually adapted to controlling the thinking of the two bodies at the same time, and at this moment he was communicating with Aren and Qingzhu Rin simultaneously.

A body on an airplane, talking to Alens;

A body in the church, discussing with Rin Kiyotake.

The overlap of the two faces seems absurd, but it constitutes the world in the eyes of Summerway.

"Hmm...... All right. Anlens took a cocktail from the flight attendant, "Speaking of which, there's a delicious breakfast bar called 'The Wolseley' in London, how about I take you to try it when you get off the plane?" ”

"After getting off the plane?" Xia Mingwei asked slowly, "Isn't it already night?" He wondered which breakfast place would open in the evening.

"No, no......, no," said Ellens, "it takes 10 and a half hours to fly to London, which is the standard zero time zone, and the second time zone is the East 8th time zone, which is eight hours faster than London." So we took off from Beijing at 7 o'clock and arrived in London at 9:30 a.m. local time. ”

Xia Mingwei said self-deprecatingly: "That's right, I forgot all the geography knowledge in junior high school." To be honest, it was because he was still busy dealing with Qingzhu Rin on the other side, and he was naturally a little unscrupulous when talking to Anlens.

"So, what do you want to ask?"

"First of all, what kind of mechanism does Olibel School have?" Shamingway was unceremonious.

"Well, let me weave a little bit of language." Anlens's slender fingers tapped his head, "The Olibel Academy is divided into first, second, and third grades, and completing the third grade class is equivalent to graduation, and then according to your overall performance, the people at the top will judge whether to let you enter the Executive Board." ”

"The Executive Board?"

"Yes, the full name is the 'Olibel Executive Board,' which is the 'Sequencer Organization' I mentioned to you earlier."

I see...... Xia Mingwei thought to himself: The meaning of the existence of the Olibel Academy is to select talents among the candidates for the Olibel Executive Board.

"How is this performance judged to be excellent?" He asked.

"It's very simple,The amount of 'credits' that students have accumulated in the three years of the school."

"Credits?" Xia Mingwei asked, "How do you need to get credits, is it an exam?" ”

"No, there are so many ways to get credit, and the written test is just one of them." "Generally speaking, the O'Lifel Executive Board will give some important tasks to the students of the school, and if they can complete the tasks issued by the Executive Board, the credits will be very substantial." ”

"A mission that counts...... Does it mean 'crusade against myth carriers'? ”

"No, that's the job of the Executive Board, and the students can't get involved."

"And what will be the mission that the Executive Board will give us students?" Xia Mingwei asked.

Since the task is about credits, and the credits are about whether or not you can be promoted to a member of the O'Libel Executive Board, you must ask carefully.

"There are so many types of missions," replied Aurence, "the most frequent missions are: crusade against the mischievous sequencers, secondly: clearing the 'mythical realms' scattered around the world, and finally: tracking down some intricate and strange cases." ”

"Mythical Realm?" Xia Mingwei took a sip of lemonade, and the cold liquid went down his throat.

"Influenced by the power of mythological figures, it appears in treacherous secret realms all over the world, and only sequencers can observe and enter it."

"What about the crusade sequencer?"

"Mr. Summerway, the world is very complicated, and there are good people and bad people in the sequence." Anlens took a sip of his cocktail and said lightly:

"If they use the power of the professional sequence for evil deeds, then they are our enemies and must be sanctioned, ordinary people can't help the sequencers, then only we can do it ourselves."

"According to you......" Xia Mingwei paused and asked tentatively, "Among the mythical carriers, are there also good people, for example, there will be mythical carriers on the side of human beings?" ”

"Nope." Aarons replied decisively, leaving little room for error.

"Why?"

"When a person is born as a carrier of mythology, he is disqualified from being a good person." Aarons put down his glass and shrugged his shoulders.

"Are you saying this," Xia Mingwei asked calmly, "too absolutely?" ”

Hearing this, Anlens gradually retracted the smile on his face, looked at Xia Mingwei with dark blue eyes, and said almost word by word:

"It's hard to understand? It is impossible for humans to be friends with a moving nuclear bomb, because it can explode at any moment, and then tens of millions of living beings will die under its radiation, just like the Alinge Harbor incident, and the Snow Deer Town incident, the myth carrier...... It is the murderer who slaughtered all your loved ones. ”

Xia Mingwei frowned slightly, was silent for two seconds, and said calmly in his voice:

"I know."

"I have to say, you're really too rational." Anlens crossed his fingers against his chin, "It stands to reason that a person whose relatives have all been slaughtered to death by the 'mythical carriers' should have a strong hatred for them, right?" ”

“…… Like you? ”

Xia Mingwei asked rhetorically.

Anlens was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Huh...... You can guess it, it is worthy of Mr. Xia Mingwei, it is indeed as you said...... My sister died in the port of Alinge, and she died a terrible death, howling and being swallowed in the mouth by the dragon named 'Poseidon', and then churned into pieces. ”

After a moment's pause, his deep eyes glowed with a lion-like coldness, and he continued in a cold tone:

"I watched her blood bloom in front of me, so...... Our experiences should be exactly the same, Mr. Woodwell. ”

"But I can't see the same 'respect' in you as I do...... Rather, it's as if I'm communicating with a dead dog whose relatives don't matter.

And he was still asking me: Is there a myth carrier who is a friend of mankind?

"That's a good question, will it?

"Of course ......"

Aarence covered his face with his hand against his chin and laughed almost angrily, spitting out the last four words.

"Not anymore."

At this point, he no longer looked at Xia Mingwei's face, but just asked the flight attendant for a bottle of red wine.

Xia Mingwei took a deep breath of air, the cold oxygen pierced into his lungs like a sharp sword, he lowered his head, and his eyes were covered by long strands of hair.

The moment Alens looked up again, Xia Mingwei spoke.

"Listen, I'll judge by myself...... "I'm going to chop up all the guys I think should be slaughtered and feed them to the pigs, instead of needing you to point a finger at my character here." ”

He raised his head, his eyes peeking out from under his hair, a cold light flowing in his pupils, and his tone became more and more aggravated one by one, and at the end it was almost a cold question:

"Do you understand that?"

Aynrence looked at Dimmingway in silence.

He seemed to see a beast about to come out of its cage from Xia Mingwei's deep pupils.

What a horrible look that was......

It's like a mad dog that has been hungry for years and meets someone who is trying to snatch the bones.

Anlens was silent for a long, long time before he slightly curled the corners of his lips and drank the remaining ice water in his cup in one gulp, "Not bad...... That's what it has to be, that's the determination that a sequencer should show. ”

After speaking, he "banged" and threw down the water glass heavily, the cup hit the table, and the trace of water stains on the bottom of the glass trembled slightly.

After a long pause in silence, Aarence closed his eyelids and took a deep breath, "But no matter what, I must reiterate to you that the basic rule of the sequencer is ......"

At this point, he paused for a moment, and when he opened his eyes again, there was an awe-inspiring light in his deep blue eyes.

"All carriers of myths are our enemies."

........

........

"All sequencers are our enemies."

Kiyotake Rin sat on a wooden chair in front of the drawing board, drawing with a watercolor pen, and asked in a flat tone:

"Do you understand, Robert?"

Xia Mingwei came out of his mind, and only nodded lightly after a while: "Well, I understand." ”

"Really? Then please repeat it. ”

Xia Mingwei really retold it: "There are two sequences in the world, one is called the mythological sequence, and the other is called the career sequence. He paused, then continued, "The people who have the professional sequence are the enemies of us mythical carriers, right?" ”

"That's right, it seems that you have a good memory, and you deserve to be a robot."

Qing Zhu Rin dipped paint in the paint tray with a watercolor pen, and said slowly with a blank face:

"Mythological carriers are divided into one to four levels, and those characters in the Afterlife Society are all fourth-order mythological carriers, and they can be transformed into 'mythological bodies' at any time."

"And my 'Yaqi Great Snake' sequence is now in a second-order state, and there is still a big gap between me and them, so I can't speak on an equal footing in the afterlife meeting."

Hearing this, Xia Mingwei raised his eyes and asked knowingly:

"What about me?"

"You're a first-order," Qingzhu Rin curled the corners of his mouth and teased shallowly, "the one that just popped out of the stones of Huaguo Mountain...... Fledgling little monkey. ”