Chapter 506: Triss’s Reason

Chapter 506: Triss's Reason "I reached an agreement with the 'Original' and became the 'Original''s follower." Triss smiled sweetly at Klein in front of her.

"Ah?" Klein felt a few question marks appearing above his head.

Triss, who had already escaped from the control of the "Original Witch" to some extent, actually walked back to the cage by herself.

This is really...

"Otherwise, what can I do? As a vessel of God's descent, I can never fight against the 'Original'. Maybe next time my will will be defeated, and you who helped me escape from the 'Original' are unwilling to help me."

Triss bit her lips lightly and looked at Klein's eyes pitifully

"The 'Charm' is about to overflow..." With some of the power of the "Original Witch", every word and every expression of Triss seemed to carry a natural charm.

This is a conceptual ability like the beauty of the "Goddess of Beauty".

This is very embarrassing... Klein realized why this task fell on him.

"...If I help you, can you withdraw from this war?" Klein asked tentatively.

Triss's eyes lit up, like a girl in love, emitting a bright light all over her body.

"You really care about me." Triss showed a bright smile.

"..." Klein opened his mouth slightly, not knowing what to say.

"Have you ever thought that all your memories and emotions related to me are actually abnormal?" Klein thought about it, this trouble must be solved.

"Maybe it's a coincidence, maybe you only saw part of it?"

Klein watched the bright smile on Triss's face gradually dim, and this feeling made Klein feel flustered inexplicably.

It was as if I was destroying his hope of life... Klein's mouth twitched.

"You go first." Triss looked behind her, and the demigods and an angel of the Witch Cult all looked at Klein deeply, and directly passed Klein to the battlefield.

"..." Klein wanted to stop it, but his target was only Triss.

Only Klein and Triss were left at the scene.

"I know there is a great power interfering with my fate." Triss looked at Klein, her eyes dim, as if hiding endless sorrow.

"I also know that there are coincidences in some of the nodes, and I can see that you are also in fate."

"I know that the morbid attraction of the Dream Path to the Witch Path comes from the dual influence of the potion and the 'Origin'..."

I don't know if it's the power of "charm", Triss's voice can easily arouse people's desire to protect.

"Then why did you decide on me?" Klein leaned against the "Source Castle" and asked doubtfully.

Although he appeared at Triss's most vulnerable time as a believer of the Dream, and because of various coincidences, he "saved" Triss, but these could not support Triss's current madness.

Because..." Triss looked at Klein, and surprise and hope gradually surged in her eyes, "If it weren't for you, I would have lost my faith in living."

"I have no relatives, no friends, and even no enemies. I even think that it is a good choice to become a true vessel of God after being wiped out by the 'Origin' before."

Triss's voice echoed in Klein's ears, like a noisy, disordered, and polluted whisper.

And in the "Source Castle", after filtering out those whispers, Klein heard an extremely strong tendency to self-destruction!

Triss didn't want to live at all!

Klein finally realized this fact, which was a direction he had never thought of before.

"And at this time, you just walked into my life, and after various coincidences, you left a deep impression on me." Searᴄh the nôvel_Fire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"So, I want to thank Dream, He made you appear in front of me and saved me."

Triss's eyes have never been so sincere, and Klein's spirituality told him that there seemed to be no falsehood in it.

But this is the biggest problem!

I always thought it was fake, but now you tell me it's true! ?

Klein was completely numb. This was the first time he and Triss had a frank talk, but this was even more troublesome.

"So do you understand?" Triss's voice had regained that kind of eagerness and expectation.

Klein was speechless.

Using the analogy of mysticism, that is, he has now become Triss's anchor of life. As long as Triss is alive, this knot cannot be untied.

"Alas..." Klein shook his head slightly and gave up the idea of ??influencing Triss.

"My mission today is to prevent you from getting close to the battlefield over there." Klein's face straightened and he directly stated his purpose.

"In fact, whether I go or not will not cause much impact. At most, it will prevent part of the power of the 'Original' from participating in the war."

"So, what is your purpose?" Klein saw that the current atmosphere had not yet developed to the point of life and death, so he asked again.

"Have you heard of the 'City of Disaster'?" Triss thought for a while and asked.

"'City of Disaster'?!" Klein's pupils shrank. Among the many pieces of information he learned from Truman was the formula above the sequence.

And "City of Disaster" is the same as "Sea of ??Chaos", "Source Castle", and "River of Eternal Darkness", all of which are "Source Essence"!

"This war actually involves the sequence?"

Klein's heart trembled. He originally thought it was just a competition to become a god, but now the power of the "City of Disaster" is involved. Will there be other "sources"?

"I won't participate in the war over there, but you can't leave either." Triss suddenly jumped onto a stone, sat on it, and looked at Klein.

Klein ignored Triss's gaze and did not sit on the stone. Instead, he stood and looked at the battlefield in the distance.

Triss moved in the direction of Klein.

...

"Not good..." Medici in the military camp reached out and touched the flag-like mark on his forehead.

When His ritual was about to reach the last step, the flag mark began to move in a certain rhythm, as if it had life.

"Is it the 'City of Disaster'?" Amon asked curiously, and even wanted to reach out and touch it.

"It's none of your business." Medici looked at Amon with disdain.

"But I do have something to ask you." Medici looked at Amon, his eyes were strangely penetrating.

"Oh?" Amon smiled and gently pinched his monocle.

"Are you the real person?" Medici tilted his head and looked at Amon, his eyebrows slightly raised, smiling.

"Guess?" Amon laughed and did not answer.