"Since you want to know the truth, I'll tell you." Perhaps after a previous encounter, the state of mind of brenlang changed subtly. He slowly walked aside and pointed to the dagger that fell to the ground when he was subdued by Alex: "but before that, destroy this dagger."
Alex walked forward suspiciously and took the dagger in his hand. Somehow, when he held this seemingly insignificant dagger, it seemed that bursts of demon whispers came from his ears, and a cold feeling rose slowly from his back.
"This dagger is curious." Alex whispered: "it seems to integrate a lot of negative energy... It shouldn't exist in the world."
Angel looked at Alex unexpectedly. As an alchemist, even if he didn't have a body, it was easy to see from his eyes that the dagger should have been soaked with death for a long time to form today's sense of desolation. But Alex, a mortal, could see through the true face of the dagger at a glance, which was beyond angel's expectation.
"This dagger comes from the dead space and is contaminated with the breath of the dead space. Therefore, she can perceive the dagger and locate it to our position, so as to kill me." "Now, although she thinks I'm dead, the dagger remains here. If she thinks of the dagger, she will come back at any time. So, destroy the dagger as soon as possible."
Blanc's words revealed a lot of information, including the space of the dead and his "she". This made Alex even more confused.
"I know what you want to ask now. I'll tell you when you deal with this dagger." Blanc Landau.
Alex hesitated and nodded, ready to destroy the dagger directly.
But at this time, angel came over and took the dagger from Alex: "this dagger is contaminated with a lot of dead Qi and does great harm to the living creatures, but it does good harm to the dead. It's a pity to destroy it."
Angel waved as he spoke. The dagger seemed to be covered with a coating. The originally abundant dead spirit suddenly disappeared, and the dagger became plain.
Angel handed Alex the changed dagger: "this dagger can cause damage to the undead. I think it may be useful to you. As for the above breath, I covered it with magic, and the energy to maintain the magic is the dead gas, so as long as the dead gas is not extinguished, the magic will not dissipate."
Alex took the new dagger and really didn't feel the cold again. Moreover, when the dagger is not used, it will be hidden because of magic. Only when it is waved, it will show a thin virtual shadow.
Since he knows that there are undead in this cage, he may face the undead in the future. Having such a dagger is of great significance to him.
Thinking of this, Alex said to Angel very solemnly, "thank you."
After the breath of the dagger was covered, Blanc breathed a sigh of relief.
He first looked at angel, who showed his figure: "you were talking to Alex on the watchtower last night?"
Angel nodded.
"I've never seen you in Gusteau. Who are you?" Blanc's eyes were puzzled. This is a closed world. Why is there an anomaly?
"I'm just a passer-by who didn't arrive at the station by train and was forced to get off halfway for some reason."
Angela's answer obviously didn't convince Blanc, and he didn't know whether to tell the truth, especially in front of such an unusual number.
However, Alex didn't stop him. Obviously, he was not on guard against angel. Moreover, Blanc himself was saved by angel. Thinking of this, Blanco ignored angel's existence and began to tell the truth slowly——
"Your guess is right. Gusteau is indeed not a complete world. It is a small space-time constructed. The cage you said may be more profound, because we are all birds in the cage..."
In fact, Blanc doesn't know much about things outside the cage. Everything he knows is actually a memory.
"I didn't know this memory didn't belong to me before. I even regarded it as my supreme truth. Until one day, when I prayed to the father, I suddenly began to doubt what I adhered to, and this doubt was like a seed, sprouting and growing slowly."
"So, I began to examine myself. Every memory was stripped of its cocoon. I finally determined one thing. That memory did not belong to me, but an unknown existence... Maybe it was a powerful existence outside the cage, which forced the memory into my mind."
"From that day on, I began to hide myself and serve the father more piously."
"I thought my future life would be like this until, Alex, you floated down the river to Gusteau."
Alex didn't understand what brunlang meant: "what was that memory? What changed when I came?"
Blanc was silent for a long time and seemed to be considering whether to say it, but looking at Alex's firm eyes, he remembered Alex's behavior after he thought he was dead.
Blanc finally sighed and said, "the memory that doesn't belong to me is very long. Throw away the cumbersome information about this cage, there is only one meaning expressed in its core."
"Kill all outsiders."
Alex's pupil shrinks: "father means..."
Blanc nodded: "yes, that memory is that I killed outsiders, such as you."
Alex's throat moved and his eyes flashed surprise. He always thought that he was just a cold observer, but he never thought that he was a participant and a real core participant.
Angel was not too surprised to hear this, because he found from the beginning that Alex was completely different from others here, not only the tone of language, mode of thinking, but also the dazzling aura. At that time, angel speculated that perhaps the meaning of the cage was for Alex.
Facts show that this is true. But what Angel didn't expect was that the existence of the cage wanted to kill Alex.
However, Alex is still alive and well, and it is obvious that Blanc did not do so.
"When I saw you floating down the water, I knew that my mission and the meaning of my existence was to kill you." Blanc lowered his head: "maybe it's because of a temporary psychological rebellion, or seeing your white hair reminds me of the father... And I know how terrible death is, but I want to kill you because of a memory that doesn't belong to me. I can't do it."
So instead of killing Alex, Blanc adopted him.
But the memory that didn't belong to brunlang reminded him to kill Alex all the time.
In order not to be impulsive, Blanc trains Alex to recite the scripture all the time. Only when Alex recites the Scripture, Blanc will feel that this is the messenger of the father and the name of the father. He can't kill Alex to disobey the father.
In short, Blanc is fighting that memory with his religious beliefs.
In order not to kill Alex, he simply trained Alex into a "Father God".
"I know you despise the Scriptures, but I hope you read the Scriptures not only to educate you, but also to redeem myself."
Brennan Lang: "with your more accurate understanding of the Scripture, my inner thoughts of killing have really calmed down. I thought I had overcome the memory that didn't belong to me. I thought this life would continue until I handed over the Church of creya to you a hundred years later and passed it on from generation to generation, but what I didn't expect is..."
"Mrs. Connie escaped her pursuit at this time."
Alex: "I just want to use Mrs. Connie to find the hidden truth in Gusteau. What does it have to do with this? Who is she?"
Instead of immediately answering Alex's words, Blanc continued to talk steadily: "the stability of Gusteau, I know, belongs to a dangerous balance. Because the strong existence of the cage is not to build a beautiful paradise."
"The meaning of cage is chaos, blood, killing... And keep all outsiders in this Shura field."
"Just because I know the meaning of the cage, I don't want to make the cage into such a situation, so I have been trying my best to maintain this fragile balance, including adopting you and educating you with scriptures. In fact, I hope you won't destroy this balance."
"However, after all, you are an outsider. Your vision has never been shackled in this small cage. You also have curiosity and you are eager for the truth. Therefore, your pursuit of the truth still pries this fragile balance."
"With the disappearance of Mrs. Connie, she found an opportunity to turn the cage into a Shura field."
Blanc looked back into the distance, and the Viscount's house echoed with tears.
"The heart has been killed. Even if Mrs. Connie comes back, it may not change anything. This cage will eventually turn into a ghost, which is probably... Go back to the right track."
Blanc's eyes were filled with absentmindedness and despair. Watching the balance broken and the world scattered, his heart was very uncomfortable.
In angel's eyes, Blanc is like a string puppet in a stage play. One day, the puppet became enlightened for some special reasons. He found that he is a puppet. He also found that his every action is not what he wants, but is led by others.
So the puppet began to rebel. He wanted to try his best to get rid of the control of matchmaking.
Maybe at some point, he really got rid of the lead.
But he forgot that matchmaking was just a guide, and the puppet remained on the stage all the time. He can rebel. As long as the other actors on the stage continue, he will never get rid of the stage play.
This is, I can't help it.
After grieving for some time, Blanc finally recovered and talked about the most important thing.
The space of the dead in the cage, and "she".