Teller did not answer but flipped through the diary in his hand again. The memory unfolded again, but it was the life written by Verdis for him. The two looked around until Teller's smoke disappeared at the top of the light tower.
"Thank you, second sister, she is back home."
Verdis smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"No, that's because the college was dismissed..."
"I know the second sister. She remembered what you said about going home together, even though Teller couldn't go back."
Verdis choked up while looking at Teller in front of him. Several scenes flashed through his mind, including Isa's words before her death, Teller's past and Simon's overprotection in Lenk City. He gradually guessed what was going on.
The original appearance.
What Isa said was not a lie. She exchanged her life for her life and avoided her luck by using her luck.
Teller is the chosen vessel. He was born trapped in a mysterious mist and brought great luck to him. Someone has hidden the mysterious mist in his eyes and also hid his good luck. This is where the Kingdom and the Church of the Night are located. p>
The dark night...the secret...is the handiwork of the church.
But this strong luck, whether it was secretly or premeditated grafting, has profoundly affected Wendy, who is closest to Telai. This is probably the reason why Wendy awakened the single mine [Judgment] and demolished the plastics that should have been concentrated in Telai.
The reason why your attention is transferred to your second sister Wendy is to avoid luck...
And even if the hidden Teller is protected in this way, it is not important to the church. What is important is that Teller dies in accordance with the plan and allows Verdes to be reincarnated in an arranged environment. I am afraid that the prophecy of the epoch iteration has not been fulfilled.
It is not as general as Wilson said. The critical time point has always been under the control of the church.
And the source of all this is myself in another world, a stranger named Verdis.
"My existence is the cause of all tragedies..."
Verdis smiled bitterly when he said this, and his head felt light and giddy, like a huge joke. He was unnaturally burdened with a huge fate when he was born, and his good friend
But it is a natural victim. It makes no sense...there is no warning...it must be ridiculous...
But at this moment, Teller just smiled calmly.
"Would you resist every first meeting because of fear?"
Verdis didn't say anything but shook his head calmly, and Teller continued.
"Although I can't say I'm lucky, I'm glad to meet you, and you don't have to resist everything.
We are all dancing for the invisible butterfly.
From the academy until now, have you really made your own choices? Being forced back step by step by fate, you can only adapt to circumstances, until you finally die calmly in the academy's light tower....
Who was responsible for Terrell's death at that time? The church? The college? The Ethereal Flower? Isel? Wilson? Or Wendy? You have done your best, my friend.
Rather than escaping and committing suicide, being able to use my identity to bring my second sister home is already the best outcome.
Like I said at the time, I was a despicable person. In fact, at the last moment, I was lucky. I felt that even if I died, you would come to help me complete everything. I tried my best...I work hard every day.
I practiced swordsmanship, waited for the appraisal at the age of 16, became the Chosen One, and then used my own power to seek revenge on the world of the Chosen One, but I failed to become the Chosen One.
The result of my unauthorized investigation was that I didn't even see the enemy, so I almost committed suicide. And the person who really killed me later might not be someone. I was already stuck in the quagmire, unable to break out... Just like them
The so-called guidance has long been a source of disaster.
So what if I get revenge... What I lost will never come back. I just escape the pain and enter a new void. Besides, I also understand that revenge is just a fantasy for me.
I fell under Eric's sword again and again, and looking at my father's increasingly thin face, I understood my own strength. As the Chosen Ones, they were powerless, let alone myself as an ordinary person...
Your words just gave me the last excuse, an excuse to die calmly..."
Verdis looked at Teller at this moment, his eyes were a little dazed but soon turned into unbearable, and finally closed his eyes and sighed to disperse the last luck.
Shaking his head, he wished he could really have a good chat with Terrell, and wanted to talk to him about what he was thinking, not just those pictures.
"You said you knew it was impossible, but you still investigated and went to the dark alley without authorization. You said that [Lover] is about guidance, but the impulse you had when you went to the dark alley, you fell to Eric's sword again and again.
When you stood up and looked at Engel's face but still didn't give up, what were you thinking about... Can you still think of yourself before going to the dark alley?"
Teller stayed where he was but was speechless for a moment, and Verdis did not hesitate to reveal the story standing in front of him, which was Teller who was frozen at the end of his life.
"You are not him, you are just a dead story.
But you are right. I have only been dancing for a butterfly until now. Just like now, Wendy has once again become a prop to avoid misfortune, and I am here.
Who are you? What is your purpose... Time is very urgent now, and I am no longer in the mood to continue chatting."
Terrell's expression froze, and the last two banging sounds of the pages came again. The two diaries were connected one after another. Terrell disappeared from the place, but was replaced by a ragged young man, one blue and one purple.
He stood there with his heterochromatic pupils drooped.
"This is what Teller hopes to convey to you through stories.
I am one of the Nine Holy Spirits, the Book of Holy Spirits. During the Third Era, the Wheel of Fortune at that time sent us to disperse across various places to prevent the imminent outbreak of chaos. My destination was the empire. At that time, the empire had not yet split into kingdoms. At first, new places everywhere
The birth of the Chosen Ones was barely able to maintain the changes, but then the high-sequence [Judgment] suffered a mental breakdown and took the ancient god [Judgment] crazy together. The empire began to kill across the board, and finally split between the north and the south. I originally wanted to cross
Kulico Forest headed south, but was ambushed in the forest and was split into two. With the remaining memories, it was finally trapped here until it exhausted all its strength and could no longer move forward.
In fact, it was not me who took the initiative to contact you and Teller, but the original fog instinctively grafted onto him, and it did not stop until the night passed and the mysterious fog dissipated.
It’s the same now that you can come in.
I have no purpose. If you want to know what is in the dark alley, I can tell you, whether it is elemental communication, planning, etc., I have witnessed a lot, but in fact, none of it is important. The real danger lies in the anchor point.
It lies in the hearts of those who support the anchor and those who are alienated.
Believers are not only affected by God's character, but when the base changes qualitatively, it can also affect God in turn. I think this is also the reason why the Wheel of Fortune did not want to come out of the world at that time, and the Fool hid in the world. They were all prepared plans to deal with possible disasters.
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People’s prayers kidnapped the gods’ sanity, and then the evil deeds began to fall with no room for maneuver until they were destroyed. That was the ending of [Judgment], and even small variables could change the ending..."
Verdes listened thoughtfully, but quickly shook his head and interrupted the other person's topic.
"Wait a minute...I don't have time to talk to you about these long talks now. Tell me how to get out and control the elemental code of Mr. Qi."
He doesn't have time to listen to The Fool, Wheel of Fortune, or Judgment now.
What needs to be overcome now is the change in front of us, not the mysterious Third Age war in the past.
The young man nodded and walked to Verdis and grabbed his hand. An elemental code penetrated into Verdis' palm, and a voice exactly like Isa's echoed in his ears.
"Through the fog of mystery, I think you can easily understand."
Teller immediately understood the original appearance of the obscure code.
"The elemental encoding is like this. As for the way to leave, we are connected to the original fog. I think you know how to do it."
Verdis sighed but called out another way to pronounce its name.