Chapter 1495

Blanc was silent for a moment and shook his head. "You don't need to know so much. It's getting late. I'll go to the death ceremony later. If you want, it's time to go back and recite the Scripture."

With that, Blanc was ready to stand up and leave.

Alex said, "I want to know the truth."

"There is no truth." Blanc turned his back and didn't look directly at Alex.

"Since there is no truth, why did you stop those people from leaving Gusteau in the morning and use the wolves as an excuse? Is it because you are afraid that they will find the truth?" Alex finally spoke out his doubts.

Blanc paused, his limbs trembling slightly, and for a while he turned around, "you know?"

Alex nodded calmly.

Blanc's expression changed momentarily. "Tell me, did you hide Mrs. Connie?"

Alex was silent, but in the eyes of Blanc, Alex's performance had explained everything.

The hidden Angel noticed an interesting detail. After confirming that Mrs. Connie's hiding was related to Alex, his chest began to rise and fall, panting rapidly, disappointment and despair flashed through the bottom of his eyes, with a trace of regret.

A few minutes later, Blanc finally calmed down his chest. He pointed to Alex and said hoarsely, "you're in great trouble! Now, go and let Mrs. Connie out at once! Otherwise, everything is over!"

Alex didn't move. He just looked at Blanc quietly with a cold expression: "I'm waiting for the priest's explanation."

Blanc trembled with anger at Alex's attitude: "didn't you find out? What happened in Gusteau after Mrs. Connie was hidden?"

"Martin is dead, Anthony is dead... Now, even the Viscount's relatives are dead! Do you want to see more people die? Do you want Gusteau to become a ghost?" Father brunlang yelled angrily.

"Does this have anything to do with Mrs. Connie? Just because Mrs. Connie was exposed to the truth?" Alex remained unmoved.

"I've always thought, Alex, you're an independent and smart man." Blanc's eyes were disappointed: "why do you insist on taking care of these things that have nothing to do with you? This is not your character."

"I really didn't want to take care of it, but there were some opportunities that made me curious about the world, so I suddenly wanted to know the truth." Alex said that the clouds were light and the wind was light. It was like going out for a walk and choosing to go left or right. It didn't make waves for him.

"Curious about the world? What do you know?" Blanc suddenly calmed down, and his voice gradually changed from high to low.

"I don't know much, but I guess Gusteau is a confined area, or... Cage?" Alex looked at Blanc closely. He could be sure that Blanc's eyes moved when he said the word 'cage'.

Brennan Lang: "it seems that you know a lot. Obviously, you didn't touch the wall of time and space?"

"The wall of time and space? You mean the barrier of this cage?"

Instead of answering, Blanc asked, "how did you know, or have you recovered your memory?"

Alex was silent in reply.

Blanc's eyes flashed: "you haven't recovered your memory. I think you guessed it by other methods. It's true..."

Blanc's voice suddenly stopped, not saying the last word.

"Worthy of what?" Alex asked. Judging from the dialogue with Blanc, Blanc knew a lot, even before he lost his memory?

Then there was a rustle behind him.

When Blanc looked back, he saw that the steward of the Viscount's residence had appeared outside the garden at some time and was looking inside curiously.

When he saw Blanc looking over, the housekeeper smiled awkwardly and retreated.

According to the distance, the Housekeeper should not hear anything.

But just in case, Blanc said, "if you want to know, come closer. These things can't be heard by others. If they get out, they will hurt them."

Alex went directly to the side of Blanc and was about to listen to Blanc's explanation, but at this time, a metal friction sound came into Alex's ear.

Alex subconsciously turned over.

With the sound of cloth tearing, Alex felt a chill in his waist.

When I looked up, I saw that father brunlang pulled out a dagger from nowhere. The dagger sent out a strong cold. I could feel the sharp cold in the sun.

At this time, a big hole was broken in the waist of Alex's God's robe. Thanks to Alex's quick reaction, otherwise the dagger would have been inserted into his waist and abdomen.

"Father brunlang, what are you going to do?" Alex asked.

Blanc ignored it and waved a dagger at Alex. However, Alex is a young man after all, and his reaction speed is much faster than that of the old brown.

Three times and two times, he captured brenlang, and the dagger was photographed to the ground.

"Father, are you going to kill me?" Pressing Blanc on the ground, Alex's voice was soft, like a conversation with his lover, and asked in a low voice, "why?"

Blanc spit out a mouthful of blood and smiled hopelessly: "sure enough, I saved you at the beginning, which is the most wrong decision I have ever made. Otherwise, why!"

"You..." Alex wanted to ask something, but suddenly, there was a chill behind him again.

Alex immediately released Bolun Lang and looked back, but he saw a dark ghost hand suddenly stretched out in the air. The ghost hand stretched out out out of thin air, holding a sharp long knife, fiercely waved it down at Alex.

The chopping speed is so fast that even if Alex can catch the track, it's difficult to escape.

Alex felt as if he were in a sea of endless knives. Suddenly, some memories flashed in his mind. These memories seemed to be combat experience... If Alex could digest these experiences, he might have greatly improved his combat ability, but at this time, he was dead and had no time to digest combat experience, so he could only watch the blade fall.

At this critical moment, a pull came from behind.

After the roar, Alex was unharmed. He looked back with some palpitations, but he saw angel standing behind him.

Obviously, angel saved himself just now.

"Thank you..." Alex's throat was dry. This was the second time angel saved him.

Angel didn't answer, but looked at the other side.

Alex seemed to realize something. He suddenly looked back and saw the ghost hand holding the knife slowly disappearing into the void. What remained in place was a body whose chest was pierced by a sharp knife.

The identity of the body, Blanc!

Alex's chest was stifled. Maybe the ghost hand didn't want to kill himself at all, or if he killed himself just once, the other party's purpose was to kill brunlang!

Alex walked over with a dazed look in his eyes and came to brunlang's body.

Although Blanc was going to kill himself just now, Alex never wanted Blanc to die.

Anyway, Blanc saved him and adopted him. Even if Alex was cold hearted again, he never forgot the feeling of saving his life.

Therefore, knowing that brunlang was going to brainwash himself with the Scriptures, Alex still spent a lot of time every day reading and reciting meaningless scriptures and regulations.

This is Alex's way of returning brenlang's grace.

Alex thought that one day he would disguise himself as the brainwashed self that Blanc wanted to see, even if he returned Blanc's love.

But I didn't expect that before that day, Blanc was dead.

Alex looked at Blanc's body with complex eyes and was silent for a long time.

Finally, in the bright noon sun, Alex half knelt on the ground, slowly stroked the round eyes of Blanc, and whispered the death seal of the divine code.

It seems that I want to take this familiar way to send Blanc on his last trip.

Angel looked at the white haired boy from a distance. Every action detail was elegant and holy, as if it had a layer of light.

Anyone who sees Alex as he is now will not doubt his identity as a priest.

However, as Alex himself said: the clergy is only a superficial profession, and there are all kinds of inner cores.

What he meant at that time was actually Blanc, but in fact, this sentence was used on himself.

A man who exudes a sacred breath from the inside to the outside. But his inner core may actually be a dark desert.

However, angel can be sure that Alex's pious prayer at this time should come from his heart.

This is Alex's emotional expression to brenlang.

After Alex finished reading the death ceremony of the divine code, he stood up and walked to angel's side: "this conversation seems to have been screwed up by me."

Alex's white hair, perhaps blown by the wind, or it has its own consciousness, collapsed. It looks both wronged and funny.

He rubbed Alex's white hair with both hands.

Alex was stunned. Although Angel looked bigger than himself, it was not much bigger. This kind of elder touching younger generation was obviously inappropriate.

Alex frowned and was ready to resist.

But when I looked up, my eyes suddenly froze. Standing in front of him was not angel at all, but father brunlang with a complex expression.

Alex looked back in doubt and looked at the body he had recited before.

Still lying there, the blood of the wound was still gurgling.

But why, there's another father brunlang in front of you?

He hesitated and looked at Angel floating in the air. The latter smiled at him and said, "I said I would help you as long as I could help me determine the location information."

Father brunlang obviously knows something.

Since angel can save Alex, it's not difficult to save father brunlang.

Alex looked at the body on the ground again, and at father brenlang in front of him, and finally realized it.

The corpse is an illusion created by angel, and the person in front of him is the real one.

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