Chapter 286: Bewitching

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“It’s really interesting.”

Edward walked out of the spiritual world and put on his coat. He turned around and confirmed that the real Creator had not followed, so he naturally integrated into the crowd in Emmatt Harbor, like an ordinary gentleman who went out for a walk after dinner.

He did not use his hat to limit his vision, and he looked around casually, with a smile on his face.

"He saw the defected Bishop of the Night in Port Enmat..."

"I haven't been caught for so long, 0-08 is still on him. It probably didn't bring me to 0-08, I'm here, do you dare to write 0-08? - It has no reason to write me unless there are higher-level narrators."

Long before the smog, Adam or the "Twilight Hermits" under His command tried to provoke fragile international relations in the Northern Continent, using the "Devil Card" as bait to lure Jason Beria to assassinate Duke Negan.

But in Edward's opinion, this is simply a scam. After all, preventing the "demon" from being born with high sequences and strong people should be the unspoken rule of the outstanding world's top leaders. Even if Jason Belia completes the task, she will most likely be solved on the spot and completely silenced.

I believe that those charlatans who are superstitious about the "trend of the times" and "choose of fate" are better than believe me. At least I will really give me something when I feel better - not to mention that "trend" and "choose" are all directed and self-acted by Adam, the leader of the charlatan. He had written everything hundreds or thousands of years ago. In the eyes of other charlatans, they naturally follow the words and the Dharma, and everything is in control.

"Nothing interesting."

"If it was the theory of the past, 'all destiny was destined when this universe was born', I would still be interested in understanding... Adam threw out the 'demon card' and attracted me because he felt that the current 'trend of the 'trend of the 'trend of the 'trend of the 'trend of the 'trend of the 'trend of the 'trend of the 'trend of the 'trend of the trend of the trend of the trend of the trend of the trend of the trend of the trend of the trend of the trend of the trend of the trend of the trend of the trend of the trend of the trend of the trend of the trend of the trend of the trend of the trend of the trend of the t

Edward thought for a while and gave up. He did not intend to learn the way of thinking of the charlatan.

In addition to retrieving the "Devil Card", even for 0-08, it is worth a trip by yourself.

"It would be a good thing if he could die by the way-" He looked at the eye hidden in his shadow and did not say this, but He believed that the true Creator would definitely think of these things.

Edward was not very worried that Adam would appear by his side. If He really came, he would beat him with his fist until He left. There would be no high sequence in the entire Port of Enmat that could kill Him, and the audience's set of spiritual incitement and hypnotic hints would be useless.

"Anyway, why not have a meal first?"

The weather is getting warmer and the weather in the Northern Continent is not yet dark.

The streets are mixed with fish and dragons, and there is a chaotic color in the eyes of the demons.

Just a glance at it, Edward could see the general life of those foods worth eating—for example, the female owner who runs a tailor shop seemed to be an excellent pirate, and at least ten people died at her hands. The man who was carrying items on a ship was a fugitive, and the bald man who passed by was usury and seemed to have killed many people, with resentment and sin hanging on him. It was not bad in terms of the extent of his sins and desires, but the appearance was so bad that he was not worthy of the table.

In addition, there are thieves and murderers who look down on you, and nobles who can only be eaten occasionally... The nobles are born with their own logos, which is obvious at a glance, because few people have so much resentment when they are so young. In addition to the brighter black, most people are ordinary gray, and they are ordinary people who are good or not thorough, and they are bad or not thorough.

These messy ordinary people gather together, bustling with each other, and walk like colorful haze.

The evil people around seem to be gradually increasing, and the demons are here, and ordinary people will be affected and subtly produce evil thoughts.

If Edward stayed here for a few more days, all the security in Port Enmat would be in vain.

The demon's eyes swept away from the nearby people casually, thinking with interest whether to eat a few people to play a tooth sacrifice or do nothing, waiting for the holder of the "Devil Card" to come to the door. He looked at the people who could be placed on the dining table one by one, and suddenly, he looked at the eyes of the crowd.

Edward just took it by chance and looked away and walked to the street. But the other party seemed to stare at him without blinking, and there was always a sight on him.

So He turned his head back and smiled and greeted the master with green eyes: "Hello?"

The young man with green eyes didn't seem to think it was impolite to keep looking at others directly at Ruhn. His expression was extremely serious, even to the point of being a little nervous, fear, anger, doubt... Was it a victim I created when?

Considering that he would not remember any victim, Edward didn't think much, nor was in a hurry, and waited with a smile for the other party to take out some weapon from his arms to give him a moment, or to throw it into the sky. After all, this young man seemed to be an extraordinary person in the middle sequence, with guns and spiritual extraordinary items on his body. It was probably either a member of the secret organization or - He noticed the other party's hand hidden in his pocket - Oh, it turned out to be the "red glove" of the Night Church.

Come and arrest the defected bishop?

Just as He was bored and thoughts were ready to leave, the young man with green eyes suddenly spoke, his voice was low, and it was directly transmitted to His ears.

"It's you." He whispered, "Who are you?"

Edward raised his eyebrows and nodded with praise: "It seems that you know me, and there are people around you who know me - someone told you that you can't remember my face and name because you are worried that I will notice it?"

The young man remained silent.

"Then how did you notice me? Is the person who guided you nearby?" Edward looked around casually, without feeling any special emotions, and did not respond to the premonition of crisis. So He turned his gaze back to the young man and said with a smile:

"Also, don't silently recite the name of the goddess of the night in your heart."

Leonard Mitchell was shocked. He immediately stopped the idea of ​​retaliating and did not foolishly try to anger the other party with his spiritual bullets and weapons. He never expected that he would accidentally meet the other party while searching for Ince Zangwell. When the old man suddenly disappeared, it was enough to prove the problem. Even when facing the note "Among is here", the old man just took a breath.

From this perspective, Leonard confirmed that the unknown mastermind behind the scenes was somewhat more dangerous than Amon.

He clenched his palms, covered in cold sweat, and felt the gloves were cold and wet.

"Tingen."

Anyway, there is no such thing as a safe distance in front of such a strong man, and I don’t know if the other party will silence him on a whim. Leonard simply gritted his teeth and stepped forward, stood directly in front of the other party, and gritted his teeth and said:

"Do you still remember Tingen? You killed there..."

"Four thousand three hundred and fifty-one."

Edward added: "So? Are you here to take revenge? Who are you, family, friends, or relatives?"

Four thousand three hundred and fifty-one? So many people? Leonard suddenly got stuck on this number. The statistics given by the church were more than 3,800. The specific number could not be estimated... Are there so many people? Are there so many people who even the church cannot pay attention to?

"...You killed so many people, but you didn't have any emotions at all?"

Leonard quickly came back to his senses, temporarily put the number behind his head, and spoke angrily: "The descendants of the real Creator were born there, and it took a huge amount of negative emotions to mature, and you sacrificed more than 4,000 people because of this!"

Edward touched his chin in confusion and said:

"So what? What the hell are you here for?"

"If you just want to express your dissatisfaction, there is paper and pen at the newsstand next to you, and you can leave after you finish writing."

Leonard was stunned again.

The other party's reaction was as expected and completely beyond his expectations. He only had an old man who understood divine creatures. The old man would sneer, tease himself, and give advice. Therefore, Leonard always felt that even if he became a divine creature, he should have some self-humanity and emotions, but just like the madness brought by potions, he needed to be alert to confrontation at any time.

Faced with this high-sequence powerhouse who was shaking mats with humans and talking about animals or insects, Leonard was speechless for a moment - many people would not scald ants with boiling water because of their curiosity, or step on the ant colony hard, but what if they did it? Will anyone think they were an ant, furious at this behavior and even want to avenge the ant?

In this case, Leonard suddenly felt that his anger was meaningless, and others were too lazy to even kill him. Looking at him was like watching an ant with claws waving his tentacles at his feet.

But I am a human, I am a member of the ants that were trampled to death. How could I not be angry about this?

"It's okay, I understand you, you are a human being, and it will definitely be sad to see your compatriots being killed so casually."

The demon said to Leonard very gentle and understandingly, and a few words quietly turned Leonard's anger into confusion as if he was practicing Tai Chi. Then, without waiting for Leonard to speak, he said:

"Who are you here to blame me for? Are you an important person?"

Leonard was led to think, and he found the opportunity to speak and immediately said:

"I died for more than four thousand innocent people for Tingen."

"Is there someone you know inside?"

Ah? Uh... Leonard thought carefully for a long time, as if he knew only two people who died in the disaster in Tingen. One was the captain, but Dunn Smith, who had returned to them, seemed to be the same as when he was alive. The other was his companion, Klein Moretti, but the other was a member of the secret organization. He escaped by death and joined the night watch perhaps with other purposes...

Leonard frowned:

"...even if not, isn't their death worthy of my anger, sadness, and hating you?"

The smile on Edward's face widened. He touched his chin and thought carefully for a while:

"I remember that the most people I killed should be in the downstairs, that is, the slums."

He looked at Leonard, as aggressive as a snake with poisonous fangs: "So have you cared about these people who have been killed by me before they died? Do you know their names? Since you don't know, since you don't care at all, why do you have to question me with mercy?"

"No! I've been to Xiajie, I..." Leonard was speechless for a moment.

He looked at Leonardel and suddenly laughed:

"You must have had an important person killed by me, right?"

"Otherwise, the name of a victim among the four thousand people would not be able to be expressed."

"Since that's the case, don't use the four thousand people you have never cared about as a shield. If they don't die at my hands, they will die in disease, hunger, illness, and poverty. Why don't you say that I gave them the merciful death?"

"How dare you say that they are unwilling to die? How do you judge whether they are suffering from life or death?"

Which is more painful to die or to live?

That...it should be...death?

Leonard wanted to refute, but seemed to be unable to make any sound.

He suddenly thought of the house in the street where he went to investigate with Klein a long time ago. The hostess could only earn a few pennies by sticking matchboxes from morning to night. She would not have long been doing such a job. How long can she do the job of sticking matchboxes? So what can she do after her eyes are broken?... They have no job, and even if they die, they cannot get compensation. Instead, they still lack another source of income. What happened to them later... And the East District, the people who have taken their lives by the smog, how many of them have more relief and relief than pain when death comes?

Why did he feel that death must be painful?

Because I grew up in an orphanage in the church, but have I always lived a happy life?

After saying these cold words like swords, Edward changed into His most skillful and gentle smile. He approached Leonard, who was a little dull because of the huge impact, patted his shoulder and spoke softly:

"You are the 'Red Gloves' of the Night Church, come here to arrest your traitors?... Then do you know that from the beginning, 0-08 was released from the underground seal room by your goddess?"

Leonard's pupils suddenly shrank, and he looked up suddenly, looking at the pure black eyes that were so close to him in disbelief.

The demon laughed in a low voice: "Otherwise, how could a waste who failed even the promotion sequence 4 be able to leave calmly with the underground seal room of the main church where you are guarding and the angels are in charge?"

After saying the words with a smile, He shook his head again, as if he was really sighing:

"How pitiful, you stupid and upright people, how much manpower and material resources have you spent to bring back 0-08? How many church members and innocent people died because of this? How sad would it be if they knew that their tragedy was acquiesced by God from the beginning!"

"you!"

Leonard was almost so scared that he was a little angry. He didn't believe it, of course he didn't believe it! This was the devil's bewitching, which was tempting him to fall, blasphemy, and betray his own faith! Leonard almost jumped up, and he said angrily:

"Don't say these things again! Don't blaspheme the goddess in front of me!"
To be continued...