"Luo... Lan."
A disembodied voice came from behind Roland.
That is an irrational voice.
Those who surrender themselves to madness, whispers full of malice from the abyss.
Roland turned his back to him and smiled softly: "Professor, long time no see."
"Long time no see... Roland."
As time went by, his hoarse and ethereal voice gradually became clear again. But the malice in it was still so full that it almost overflowed.
"It turns out that the betrayer was you... What a pity. If I had known earlier, you would be dead by now."
"Similarly, Roland. I will give you the same sentence."
A voice that was gentle and elegant, but always gave people the illusion of being as cold as metal came from behind Roland: "If I knew you could survive until now, you would have died in the City of Fortune."
"Who can you blame, Professor?"
Roland raised the corner of his mouth and revealed a sarcastic smile: "I can only blame you for being stupid. Let history serve as a guide to make people wise. You have 1,800 years of history and you are still like this. This is enough to show that your ability is only
That’s the limit.”
"Admit it, Professor. You have been on the wrong path from the beginning, and now you have fallen even more."
"...you said, degenerate?"
Victor couldn't help laughing, and shouted loudly with pride: "Don't be ridiculous, Roland! I am different from monsters created by gods like you! I will be a human being until the day I die!"
"From head to toe, every steel frame, every gear, every drop of Orm's blood was made by me using my knowledge and human wisdom! Not a single bit of it is a gift from others, everything
They all belong to me!"
"What is a human being? Does it have to be made of flesh and blood to be called a human being? Then people with prosthetic limbs are not human beings? I replaced my hands, my legs, every bit of flesh and blood, every internal organ, but
I have always been convinced that I am who I am and never become anyone else!”
"If the eyes are polluted, I will throw away the eyes. If the head is polluted, I will take off the head and fall into the dusk one eye at a time. It is better than a monster like you whose soul is dyed dim."
!”
"Roland, you don't deserve to be the savior! Compared with me, you are more like a monster and I am a human being!"
Victor, who had lost his head, stood upright, with no hesitation in his words, and no trace of the frenzy tainted by dusk.
His voice was sonorous and powerful, and he was high-spirited.
However, Roland just asked softly: "Are you done? Okay, let me talk next."
"I'm different from you, Victor. I haven't experienced the golden age thousands of years ago, and I don't have the history of eighteen hundred years in my mind. The glory of this world is just a bunch of words to me. I came to
At this time, the world has already come to an end and is on the verge of destruction... Also, I am only twenty-two years old this year. By your standards, I am not even as good as a baby."
Roland sighed and turned around slowly.
There was a sound like glass cracking, like snow being trampled on.
The next moment, the cracks that appeared on the surface of Roland's body spread quickly. Black, crooked cracks like graffiti spread all over Roland's body, as if with just a slight push, Roland would be torn into pieces.
Looking at Roland at this moment, the professor was stunned for a moment and unexpectedly fell silent.
"However, I still have the determination to save this world. I don't know what the savior is, but if you want to say that I am, then so be it."
Roland slowly stretched out his right arm covered with cracks to show the professor. As he moved, the cracks on his arm collided with each other and creaked, and the originally relatively large fragments broke into even smaller pieces.
He looked directly at the professor and read word for word: "This is the price I paid... This is my awareness. The awareness to move forward even if my body is shattered."
Speaking of this, Roland showed a bright smile.
"You don't understand, professor. Why do I have to do this?"
"……you say."
The professor was silent for a while and replied in a low voice.
"A long time ago, someone asked me this. He said, 'Do you still want to save the world?'... So, I answered him like this."
Roland paused and repeated softly:
"I said, 'Because of these people, I will be happy if they are alive, and I will be sad if they die. I don't want to watch them die, even if it is for my own happiness, I have to save the world.'"
"To put it simply, it means 'I am happy'."
"I make contributions with my own will, I fight with my own will, I burn my life with my own will. There is no last wish that must be fulfilled, and there is no wish that I must die if I can't do it.
Obsession, no one forced me to do this, and no one kidnapped me with my emotions. Everything I did was out of my own will."
"This is called freedom."
Roland slowly put down his right hand, and there was another slight sound of glass being crushed.
"...I wanted to be a liar before, so I was a very happy liar; then I wanted to become a sage, and I became an outstanding sage. Now I want to be the savior and the emperor of mankind.
The emperor wants to become the supreme king of Farnes, that’s all.”
"In other words," the professor couldn't help but ask, "you have reached this point only because of your own greed?"
"Greed?"
Roland couldn't help but sneered: "Have you ever seen anyone whose greed would drive his master to do such a thankless thing? Yes, I have only been in this world for a few dozen days, but in these few dozen days I have been...
If you walk on the tip of a knife, if you take one careless step, you will fall into hell and never be able to stand up again."
"And before this, what did this world have to do with me and my sister?"
The professor couldn't answer.
Because he also knows that there is only one final answer.
"That is, no."
Roland did not hesitate to deny his connection with this world.
"But," before the professor could speak, Roland spoke again, "An Ruosi is my friend. Anvilia is my benefactor. My mentor treats me like a relative, and Elucard is my body."
Part of it.”
"Lilia completely believes that I can save the world. Sira is my master, Kakarit is my sword, Sira is my shield, and Gaharad is my complete supporter."
"I miss the missing Macon very much. I lament Claude's fate. I am filled with grief and anger at the tragedy caused by the drinkers. I still hate the sick village. I can't understand Farina. I feel sorry for the city of wealth.
I apologize, I am very proud of the survivors of the White Tower that I saved. I still remember the smile Anvilia showed me, and I still remember Natalia who returned to Suze to inherit the family business. And Ole
Ta, Chris, Esther, Scott... I have been in constant contact with this world since a long time ago."
"And now, someone tells me that this world will eventually be destroyed, everyone will die, and there is no way to avoid it. How can you make me accept it happily?"
Roland's voice gradually rose in pitch, and fire flashed slightly in his eyes.
"Sister nailed Cang Yin's flag to the earth of this world, and now I have raised the flag again. What a desperate fate, a doomed future, as long as you can't kill me, I will resist, as long as I am still alive, I will resist
Until you die, until you are crushed."
"Professor, this is what we call human beings. This is what we call human will."
Roland sighed and looked at the headless man who was silent in the spot with pity: "It is true that it doesn't matter if you replace flesh, bones, or even internal organs. Human beings are not shaped meat made of a pile of meaningless flesh.
piece."
"But the moment you abandon your human emotions, the moment you start to use cold data to simulate your human will, you are no longer a human being, but a respectable pioneer dimension.
All of Kedo’s memories, the robot named ‘Professor’.”
"You can only repel Dusk, but you can't save the world... because that's how you set it up. [To defeat Dusk at any cost]... Of course, destroying the world is also one of the unscrupulous ways."
Roland said as he slowly walked towards the professor. Every time he took a step, there was a breaking sound from his body.
With just two steps, he approached the professor.
Pure white flames gradually ignited from Roland's body, and light shone out from the cracks.
But at this moment, the professor was like a dead corpse, remaining silent and silent.
Roland slowly closed his eyes, and the crystal crown gradually appeared on his forehead. The moment it appeared, the cracks in Roland's body ignited with white light.
"You are indeed a pioneer in the world, an undoubted sage...but I have no time."
Chapter completed!