In the dark little room, Klein knew nothing about the disaster he had escaped from in the dark room of his dream, and was still worried about the current situation.
Although he said that he was not interested in the plot of Bloodborne, Yager, who was sitting next to him, did not let him go and still gently tapped the 'Blade of Mercy'.
The oppressive hunter showed a kind smile: "What I want to know more is, from the information you learned, what do you think I am in?"
"Ah?" Klein looked over in confusion.
He didn't react for a moment.
Judging from the way the question is asked, it contains two kinds of information at the same time. First, Yager may not be sure what state he is in.
Second, not only does he not know his own status, he also doesn’t want to understand the plot of Bloodborne, so he wants to use other people’s perceptions to confirm his situation.
Generally speaking, only people who really have a problem will ask this question
Thank you, you really trust me not to reveal this news!
Oh, maybe I'm too good at it and not a threat at all.
That's okay.
Klein complained silently in his mind.
But joking aside, he still had to answer Yager's question seriously, after all, the blade of mercy was still pointing at his neck.
"Probably, amnesia after the trauma?" He said hesitantly.
Yager tilted his head: "Why do you think so?"
"I happen to know a person who has lost his memory like you, um, a high-sequence person. The reason for his amnesia is that he was traumatized during the war." Klein continued.
This refers to Mr. Azik.
Two days ago, in Mr. Azik's reply to him, he mentioned the cause of his amnesia that he remembered: being glanced at by the 'Blood Emperor' Alistair Tudor, and then suffering a serious injury.
Perhaps Yager is in the same state.
"He will also appear to recall the past when he sees key items, and will also experience some abnormal states when he remembers them."
"Of course, it's not as scary as you."
"As for the plot, what I know is just a legend, not what actually happened. The facts will actually be very different from the plot I know."
"So, what I can be sure of is probably only your path. It should not belong to any path I know in this world."
"Power is over the blood, the moon, and dreams."
He stated all the information and speculations he knew in detail.
Reasonable and convincing.
The atmosphere in the dark small room became serious.
Yager nodded thoughtfully.
Blood, moon, and dreams, these three elements do correspond to the scope of his abilities. Detective Sherlock does know something.
Amnesia after trauma.
Well, it doesn't seem impossible.
After all, the number of 'blood echoes' he needs to upgrade is already countless, which is absolutely incompatible with the level of this little broken Sequence Nine.
But he himself prefers to think that it is another arrangement——
He took the initiative to become what he is now.
His own 'arrangement' mentioned by the puppet also proves this point.
"By the way, I would like to ask, did you kill Gehrman in the past that you remembered?" After a moment of silence, Klein suddenly asked cautiously.
"I think he should be killed."
Yager raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, I'm just repenting for my previous reckless behavior."
The voice on the other side suddenly became weak, full of painful emotions.
"..."
Yager's mouth twitched speechlessly.
In short, it is now obvious where he is pursuing the past and the future.
In terms of the past, as long as Detective Sherlock is squeezed a little more, he should be able to complete the remaining puzzle pieces of his life experience. Preliminary estimates suggest that his 'spirituality' is around the level of the King of Angels to the True God, but his body is only Sequence Nine.
The future is about hunting George III, getting promoted, and searching for the legend of the 'Apostle of the Moon' in this world.
easy to understand.
Thanks to the gift of nature, Sherlock Moriarty answered his questions.
After thinking secretly for a moment, he stood up, the blade in his hand moved slightly, grazed Klein's cheek, and cut the rope tied to his body.
"We can go out and discuss the specific news in detail later. Thank you very much for your answer, Detective Moriarty." Yager smiled gently, as if he was not the one who caused a huge psychological shadow on people.
"You're welcome." Klein gave an ugly smile tremblingly and silently moved further away.
The interrogation session that frightened him was finally over. The strange and trembling atmosphere between the two men eased, and the superficial friendship resumed.
"By the way, Mr. Bishop, where is this?" After calming down, Klein realized a key point.
Yager was stunned for a moment: "Oh, sorry, I forgot to tell you."
"Because you fainted on the White Agate before." He paused strangely for half a second, as if he felt guilty, "So I took you to the Golden Dream."
"How do you feel now?"
"Are there any abnormalities in the lungs or heart?"
Klein suddenly felt bad.
He quietly felt the pulse on his wrist and made sure it was still beating happily, then secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "No."
"That's good." Yager nodded with satisfaction, "If you feel uncomfortable, I can treat you."
His treatment is still very reliable
Wait, treatment?!
".blood therapy?!!!"
Klein was shocked.
After knowing that Mr. Bishop was born from blood, he suddenly had inexplicable PTSD about 'treatment', not to mention that the other party was in a bad state, either losing his memory or losing control.
Blood therapy is the source of Yanan's collapse, a tool used by ancient gods to control the world!
This can't be used!
He has no interest in growing claws!
"Huh?" Yager paused while packing up the lantern and breaking the rope. He subconsciously turned his head and glanced at the former detective next to him, "You also know this?"
It seems Sherlock does know a lot.
"That's not impossible. Do you want to use it?" He invited in a very friendly way.
"No, no, no!" Klein was very moved and decisively refused. His head shook like a rattle, and he wanted to run away.
"Just asking."
"You're not of use to anyone else in this world, are you?"
He looked over with illusory expectation.
Unfortunately, this impossible hope must come to nothing.
Yager nodded calmly.
Under Xiao Ke's suddenly frightened and distorted gaze, he gently pushed the door open, letting the sunlight shine into the dim room successfully: "It's used."
"But it doesn't matter, there's a solution."
"If you grow tentacles, just send them to one of my partners for treatment. There should be no other dangers except that your brain may be distracted."
He said these terrifying words in a straightforward manner.
In a sense, it also accurately predicted reality.
Klein gave a stiff smile and suddenly felt that in this problematic situation, but not entirely problematic, it would be best for him to remain silent.
He silently changed direction and reflected on himself.
Sunlight finally shone into the dark room.
Although the process was a bit scary and difficult, in short, he managed to survive in the end
This experience taught him a profound lesson.
In this mysterious world filled with countless time-travelers and evil gods, the best way for him to create a vest is to avoid any allusions!!!
(End of chapter)
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