In Karl's impression, it seems that any protagonist will subconsciously pursue this thing, and then continue to work hard for it, and finally obtain the power of this permanent mark through a series of strange and bizarre events.
But when it was his turn to really put the matter on himself, Karl hesitated.
After thinking carefully, he finally shook his head at Cyril.
"I think it's better to forget it."
"Hello!"
"You didn't make a mistake, did you?"
After receiving this answer from Karl, Cyril immediately put on an expression of incomprehension.
"This is eternal life!"
"Don't worry about whether you are afraid of the sun or not. With my ability, haven't I given you a plan to deal with it?"
"There will definitely be no side effects as long as I'm here!"
"alright."
Looking at Ceryl who looked surprised and was about to make a fuss at the same time, Karl quietly put his hand on her hair and rubbed it hard.
"I know what you mean."
"But I think it's better to forget about eternal life."
Seeing Karl who seriously refused to give up on her, Cyril protected her hair and said with some suspicion:
"Don't regret it."
"When we do meet a vampire, don't be tempted to beg me."
"..."
"Hahaha."
Seeing Ceryl's dissatisfied look, Karl couldn't help but smile, and then said meaningfully:
"Although I may regret this decision when I face aging in the future, at least I still have the courage now."
"There was a person I liked in the past, and he once said something that has always impressed me."
Facing Karl's thoughtful look, Cyril couldn't help but ask:
"Who, what words?"
So recalling the novel he had read, Karl said with complicated eyes:
"Human beings will fall into fatigue due to their long life. Even the best people will have their spirits corroded by the terrible wind of decadence. They should bloom in their limited life and work hard for a career worth dedicating their lives to.
Made.”
"When a person looks back at the past at the end of his life, he will not regret for wasting his years, nor will he be ashamed of doing nothing. When he is dying, he can say: My whole life and all my energy have been dedicated to
Gave the most magnificent cause in the world..."
At this point in the narrative, Karl found that the following words did not seem to fit the current background of the times and his social status, so he paused and concluded with another sentence:
"So, life is short, burning brilliantly."
After finishing speaking, the god named Cyril fell silent.
Things like language have power, and the spirit contained in Karl's words truly touched this long-lived god.
After a long period of silence, the immortal god Cyril said in a complicated tone:
"People who can say such things deserve respect."
"yes."
Looking at Cyril with a smile, Karl reached out to help her comb her newly messed up hair, and then continued:
"Not to mention that we don't have all these things, but we are already at the right place now."
As he spoke, Karl pointed to the street in front of him. Under the illumination of the street lights, a hospital that looked pretty good was right in front.
That's right, during this period of conversation, Carl and Cyril had already walked the last third of the journey and arrived in front of the hospital in London where someone was missing and the judge died.
It is already night, but the hospital door is still open.
Apparently this place is still open at night, which is a necessary condition for someone to go missing at night.
After roughly taking a look at the surrounding environment, he saw that several new inquisitors with poor tracking skills were always watching the hospital door. Even Karl could notice their presence without being very careful.
It was precisely because of Karl's blatant wait-and-see behavior that one of the judges, dressed as a drunkard, immediately swayed towards him.
Cyril, who discovered this at the same time, was merciless and immediately started scolding:
"The quality is really low enough?"
"After all, he is a guy who has just been recruited. Please understand."
Karl and Ceryl were chatting enthusiastically here, but this guy pretending to be an alcoholic didn't have any consciousness at all, and he bumped into Karl with extremely poor acting skills.
Looking at the dirty coat on the judge, Karl didn't want the cute little maid Nina to clean a very disgusting coat, so he immediately kicked the judge away.
"Do you always use this method to investigate suspicious persons?"
However, after being kicked away by Karl, the judge didn't care what the other party said.
Sitting on the ground, he was immediately splashed with a basin of dirty water:
"Everyone, come here, this guy is an extraordinary person, there may be something wrong with him!"
As this guy yelled, all the judges hidden around him came out in an instant, and seven or eight people surrounded Karl and Selyl.
Some of them have even pulled out pistols from the inside of their clothes. Obviously, once Karl resists, they will implement the simplest and most direct plan to fight.
Looking at this group of nervous judges, all of whom were thrown out just because of a shout, Karl shook his head slightly helplessly.
In just an instant, the phantom knives corresponding to their number flew out.
Of course, Karl used a knife to throw him away. He did not want to cause such tragic casualties among the London Judges on his first mission.
After being hit by Karl's attack, just as he had expected, no one in the group could resist the erosion of the power of dreams, and they immediately collapsed on the streets of London with unified movements.
Looking at these guys who had lost their fighting ability, Karl looked helpless and said in a helpless tone:
"Can you be a little more technical in your surveillance here to see clearly who I am before I engage in such a drama?"
Looking at Karl, whose face gradually became clearer under the streetlight, only then did someone among the judges who fell on the ground recognize this new judge of the London City Judgment Agency.
"It's Lord Kalvindi, the Destroyer of Evil!"
"Lord Evil Destroyer, we have recognized the wrong person!"
"It's so dark after all!"
"Lord Evil Destroyer, please forgive us!"
"..."
Karl feels so ashamed...
A group of people were calling him by their nicknames and begging for mercy. To be honest, he only felt a strong sense of embarrassment on his face.
"You can continue to watch here."
Immediately releasing the control of the power of dreams on them, Karl pulled Seryl and rushed into the hospital in front of him as if running for his life.