The man named "Sheath" is not the kind of monster who doesn't know how to love.
But after recognizing, contacting, understanding, and getting the love that belongs to you, you can then resolutely abandon it.
He is a victim.
But what he sacrificed exceeds what he owns...
In other words, he relied on others' "love" and "trust" in him and sacrificed things that did not belong to him but belonged to others.
From this point of view, he is a plunderer on the road to ideals - like a general who expands territory, it is not that he does not understand the cruelty of war, nor that he does not know that this is an act of aggression... but after knowing all this
, still determined to destroy the dreams of others for the sake of his own dreams.
"...So it's this type."
For some reason, Delphinium became a little disappointed when she saw Russell's expression.
She stretched out her hand to hold the back of his hand with concern: "What's wrong?
"Are you disappointed with that man?"
"Disappointment...not that much. But it's definitely different from what I thought at the beginning."
Russell shook his head.
He originally thought that Sheath would be more inclined to be a "traveller" than a "predator". He left Alice just to seek the truth. He is a collector of history and a solver of questions...compared to the kind of person who gives people
A sword wielder with a sense of danger and sharpness should be closer to the aloof and lonely scholar.
It seems that only such a erudite and wise, silent and profound man, who embarks on a lonely and romantic journey for the truth, can be worthy of a gentle woman like Alice, who has given up her wealth and wealth for more than twenty years.
Years of loneliness and poverty.
Just like the London stockbroker Strickland, he followed the crazy call whispered in his heart and gave up his happy family, lonely travel, and lonely painting, looking for life from the bitter journey of life.
The essence and freedom of the soul - Russell once thought he would be such a man.
But now it seems that is not the case.
That person was indeed just as silent...
But that silence is not because of wisdom, not because of the insight into everything in the world, not as indifferent as a clear spring or a deep stream, but as burning as a raging fire - burning one's soul and life, sacrificing what one can.
Everything, dedicate the rest of your life to the path you pursue.
Not a traveler, but a fanatic.
Not a wise man, but a victim.
Russell didn't know the ideal he was pursuing or the path he was pursuing, so he couldn't judge whether his move was right or wrong. He just felt an inexplicable loss...
Because his pursuit of romance, freedom and the essence of life can explain his crazy behavior, let's consider his abandonment of Alice as his "disease". Because Russell also knows that some souls have always been unable to be bound.
.If he suddenly became such a weirdo, then no one needs to blame him. This is just a sudden illness of a certain soul, a natural disaster, and misfortune.
However, he gave up everything for utilitarian purposes and asked Alice to sacrifice with him. Although he may not have such a direct request, if he does not stop him, he will watch his wife relying on "love"
To support oneself...it is also a kind of silent moral kidnapping.
In this case, Russell had to see...what was worthy of him doing this.
As Alice's son and also Sheath's son, he has the right to ask Sheath what she got after sacrificing Alice.
If that answer didn't satisfy him - or even if he couldn't agree on the direction, Russell wouldn't mind giving the other person a good beating, or standing in the opponent's hostile position, or even cruelly burying the ideal with his own hands.
.
He wouldn't be afraid to move just because this result was "obtained at the expense of Alice"... rather, it would be quite the opposite.
If the answer really didn't satisfy Russell, he would rather destroy it. Just because he didn't deserve the result.
"...Is this feeling true anger?"
Russell murmured softly.
He lowered his head and stared at his hands in concentration.
He felt the blood pouring into his brain, his vision became brighter as if he was tipsy, he felt his fingertips numb slightly, and his breathing became rapid. He felt that his heart was being squeezed tightly, but it was getting stronger.
Beating with anger... I felt the heat in my palms, as if I was holding a hot iron.
This is so.
So far, he didn't know how many times he had pretended to be angry. There were also moments when his expression was anxious and his words were filled with anger.
But this time, he didn't feel any movement. He wasn't eager to vent anything.
Rather, while not losing his cool, he could clearly feel something surging in his heart. It was something that would make people who were originally lazy and lazy become serious, and make honest people become ruthless.
"Are you looking for the deer head statue?"
Delphinium felt the anger in Russell's heart.
She did not comfort Russell or enlighten him.
She just asked softly.
As a companion, as a collaborator, and as a friend, I made the most effective suggestions.
"No."
Russell also calmly refused: "The remains of the deer-headed statue cannot speak at all. And the program she implanted into our brains can also speak to us.
"In other words, if the deer-headed statue really wants to say something, even if we don't go to her, she will still tell us here.
"After all, she can hear everything we say. And for the deer-headed statue whose spirit is divided into many parts, there is no possibility of 'no time to contact us'.
"Since I mentioned this, she didn't say a word. It means that the deer-headed statue doesn't want to say anything to me.
"If I walked up to her directly and asked, it would be disrespectful and impolite. It would be as if I was forcing her to ask something. In that case, how can I be sure that someone 'doesn't want to tell me these things'
, the information mentioned must be 100% reliable?
"It just so happens... I'm not the kind of loser who can't find anything after leaving the Tower of Babel. It's better to do it myself."
What he said was a bit serious.
But Delphinium nodded clearly, and replied simply and clearly: "Then I will help you... I am the best cyber detective in Happy Island.
"When do you plan to start investigating and where do you want to start?"
"Before becoming a 'priest', Sheath was also a psyker. I hope to learn about his psychic abilities."
"Do you care more about ability than starter?"
"After all, he is closer to his imaginary enemy than his relatives."
"That's right."
Delphinium nodded slightly, agreeing with Russell's statement.
She clenched her left hand in front of her chest, and used the heel of her right hand to snap the knuckles of her left hand one by one.
"It won't be too late..."
The white-haired girl took a deep breath: "I don't know if the chairman will suddenly react; I don't know how long I can sit in the position of 'Minister of the Special Execution Department'. While it's still safe now,
It is better to start investigating immediately...use all the conveniences, make preparations in advance, and leave a way out."
"Okay," Russell nodded, "Then I'll go back to Tongshen Island to prepare for departure, and then I'll go look for malt wine. On the bright side, I'll change the identity of 'Ultramarine' first."
"Remember to bring me food, I won't be going home tonight. I'll just stay at your house and help you look after the house."
"good."
After the two had a brief exchange, they separated into two groups.
