When Delphinium walked to the first floor, she found that it was even darker.
There were only dim yellow old-fashioned light bulbs, flickering with an unsettling light...but the environment was quite clean.
There are two doors leading to the outside. One is closed and has blurry frosted glass; the other is open, but has a low-hanging black leather curtain, facing the outside light.
The dim light of early morning leaked in from under the door curtain. Against the dim yellow light, a cool and clean light blue appeared.
When Delphinium approached the door, her ears twitched slightly - she heard Russell's voice.
She immediately stopped her steps, tiptoed over, put her head over curiously, and pressed her ears tightly against the door curtain, shaking from time to time to make her ears and the door curtain stick closer together.
"...Stop smashing it and leave quickly!"
"Wait a minute, wait until I finish smashing this car before leaving..."
She heard the sound of Russell talking to a strange man.
For some reason, she breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that the "boss" was a male.
But then Delphinium came back to her senses and felt a little confused about herself: Why are I nervous here?
The next moment, she lifted the heavy curtain, lowered her head slightly and walked out.
She looked at the somewhat messy desk, the dim lights, the various instruments and stages left for the band, and the wooden shelves filled with all kinds of wine she didn't recognize.
There were also four huge, lying down oak barrels, and a row of seven or eight smaller oak barrels were placed next to them. Each oak barrel had a faucet-like device plugged into it. Delphinium was completely stunned.
After waiting for several seconds, I finally realized—could this be the legendary bar?
Then, she saw what Russell was doing——
At 5:30 in the morning, there were almost no customers in the bar.
The men in the two corners were still slapping each other's shoulders, drinking beers of different colors, and discussing something in a low voice; a man who seemed to have cried was sleeping on the sofa, and he was covered with someone's clothes.
A real leather coat; a woman wearing high heels sat in the corner, drinking wine while her fingers were flying in the air at high speed like playing a piano.
The place where the bartender was supposed to be was empty.
Russell and a strong man were sitting in another corner of the room.
That strong man's physique is comparable to that of a strangler. When he sits in front of this machine, it will give people the feeling of "being wronged" - he has to curl up and sit on a very short stone bench.
, so that the screen in front of you can be fully reflected in your eyes.
In front of them stood a huge machine with a joystick and several buttons, and two synchronized pixel-style images.
Delphinium barely differentiated it before realizing that this might be an older game.
The low refresh rate screen made her eyes hurt, so she quickly reached out to cover her eyes.
"You finally woke up."
Russell's ears easily heard the sound of the door curtain being lifted, so he casually greeted without even turning his head, "You can sleep well, Flotte."
"Then why did you knock me unconscious?"
Delphinium was a little dissatisfied: "I can already feel that I have touched that wall."
Only then did she suddenly remember what happened before she fell asleep.
She felt that her psychic energy had begun to expand and the Leviathan Wall began to dissolve. Delphinium was very sure that she could completely and safely advance to the ninth level of red shift.
——That’s a nine-level red shift!
Half a level higher than her nominal uncle "Bad Sun", the same level as Russell, the highest level psyker in the world!
Before, Delphinium felt annoyed and disappointed that she could not provide help to Russell. Now that she has a rare opportunity to improve her psychic level, she can be said to be looking forward to it.
"Because you're not ready yet."
Russell said, turning around.
He stretched out the index and middle fingers of his left hand, pointed at his eyes, then brought them together and pointed at the delphinium.
The corners of his mouth raised slightly, showing a confident smile: "I can see clearly - believe me.
"I guess you must have thought of 'them' and used them as a stepping stone to your understanding...to understand your own psychic abilities."
"——Hey, don't look back!"
The man next to Russell said dissatisfiedly: "You can chat with your wife if you like, but don't look back when you talk about yours - I can't stand it anymore, your brother!"
"Okay, okay, you useless snack..."
Russell turned around helplessly, and with quick movements of his nimble fingers, he rescued the man from being surrounded.
Delphinium came over and endured the irritation of the low refresh rate screen to her eyes. She walked behind Russell and asked softly: "Am I understanding it correctly?"
"It's really wrong, because you ignored one thing..."
Russell leaned back lazily, arched his head back, and rested his head on Delphinium's belly as usual.
Normally, Delphinium would grab his ears at this time, and then touch his chin and cheek. Russell would play his games every day, and Delphinium would play Russell's games every day. There would be no conflict if they each played their own games.
"...Ah, I'm sorry."
But soon, he realized something, sat up straight again, and took his head away from the delphinium.
Then Russell coughed lightly and replied: "Because you just understood their 'high and correct love.
"But you have forgotten that that kind of "cold correctness"... is inevitably mixed with some kind of hatred. If you awaken in this posture, your spiritual energy will become crooked."
"……hatred?"
"Hmm. Disappointment for the degenerate. Despair for the future. Resentment for this fate. Feeling a sense of gap between the past and the present. Since they can have the emotion of "love", why can't they have "hate"?
?
"Of course I can hate you - I do have such motives.
"The indescribable enemy has nothing to do with them, but they are also imprisoned in this small cell together; human beings are so fragile and incompetent, making the same mistakes over and over again, but they are bound by the precepts
, and cannot use his power to cross the line. Like the most stupid student, he repeated it five or six times, but still couldn't remember it fifteen or sixteen times. The teacher had already taught the lesson until his blood pressure was high, but he had to continue patiently.
Go teach.
"If people can lose their temper...why wouldn't they?"
"...Are you saying that there is also an element of revenge in this?"
Delphinium seemed to understand something.
She finally understood where she went wrong - she regarded dragons as "completely correct gentle gods", but they were not so sacred and great.
They do look after humans and protect the world. But this does not mean that they will never be angry...of course they will hold grudges, be disappointed, and lose their temper.
"There are two equally correct futures, and one of them can make people suffer. This may not be a relief for them.
"It's like when playing a 4X strategy game, I find that there are some unscrupulous people who are never satisfied, or who are not educated enough, or who always make all kinds of sick appeals, or who simply don't support themselves.
"The trend of thought is in the opposite direction, always causing trouble for yourself, and will only hinder you. But as a player, you cannot directly destroy or drive away this part of the population————
"Then, if you can starve them to death by raising tax rates," "create accidents to kill them," or simply send them to distant galaxies or towns, let the enemy occupy them, and then send troops to
Its destruction...why not do it?
"Don't forget, they can leave from the very beginning - and compared with their former "partners", human beings are so mediocre and incompetent.
"From this point of view, they left here to farm. Isn't it a kind of escape because they are "tired"?
?Why did they make up their minds and refuse to become kings again? It must be that they have felt tired and disappointed during those thousand years.
"What they hold is indeed a noble and correct love from a higher perspective. This kind of group love is indeed lethal to individuals. But this lethality does not entirely come from
"Love" is also mixed with selfishness.
"Now, you understand why I knocked you unconscious."
"...I understand."
Delphinium nodded, stretched out her hand to press her chest, closed her eyes and let her restless heart sink again.
Her reason told her that what Russell said was correct.
"Thanks."
"Why are you being polite to me..."
Russell sighed helplessly.
The man on the side had been listening quietly.
Until then, he suddenly interrupted with some surprise: "Are you talking about... a giant dragon?"
Delphinium was suddenly shocked, astonished that he could actually understand it - and also realized that Russell had clearly not avoided him, but he hadn't told him these things?
"Don't worry, Flotte. This is my former landlord, my eldest brother, and my friend. He is not an outsider.
"By the way, the room you slept in was where my mother and I used to live... and the bed you slept in was my bed."
Russell chuckled and introduced casually: "His codename is Langyin. He is a very famous rock musician... Have you noticed? He is an elf."
"————In the old jargon of our profession, this profession should be called a bard."
Langyin smiled and replied casually.
It was only then that Delphinium belatedly realized...this man actually had long ears. Because he had a sports headband on his head. It reminded people of an artist, and his shoulder-length, naturally curly black hair was quite...
Fluffy, Delphinium didn't even notice his ears at first glance.
This is the first time Delphinium has seen an elf with such a strong physique.
But at this moment, Delphinium was attracted by another thing:
"You and Alice...have you always slept in the same bed before?"
Her face looked a little strange.
Isn't there just one bed in the room?
Russell choked and coughed twice, and then quickly explained: "I have been living in the school since I went to school. Didn't I tell you before?"
"Yes..."
Delphinium nodded slightly, thoughtfully.
She reached out and put Russell's head on her stomach, unconsciously touching his chin.
Russell struggled slightly, but did not struggle away. Delphinium's hands were always as strong as steel, and Russell was worried about hurting Delphinium, so he did not dare to use too much force.
"...Hey, won't it hurt the baby if you keep pressing it like this?"
"Even if I have a little baby, I still have to take good care of my big baby."
Delphinium said leisurely, with a firm attitude.
"Then tonight, let's sleep together. I passed out before and couldn't feel anything when I fell asleep - this time I have to hold you to sleep."
What kind of jealousy are you feeling...
Russell muttered quietly in his heart, but he was too eager to survive and did not say it out loud.
He just whispered, "There are still outsiders here..."
"It's okay, it's not that weird."
Langyin asked seriously, "How many months are your siblings now?"
"Just one month."
Feeling the warmth in Russell's cheeks due to shyness, Delphinium chatted openly with Langyin.
"Then you have to take it easy. At least three months is enough."
"Yeah, we know that."
"Actually, it's best to take your time in the middle four months. Of course, this is just a suggestion..."
