late at night.

The heavy rain still hasn't stopped.

The bright yellow crystal lighting in the lobby of Christopher Manor casts a shimmering light through the glass windows with Ukiyoe-style patterns.

It can't even light up the forest road twenty meters away from the manor.

But it's not just the lights in the hall.

The lights of the convoy and the cordon drawn by the night watchmen were all reflected in the heavy rain in Moscow, like neon lights that would never go out at night in the cyberpunk world.

only.

The atmosphere of the scene now is very quiet.

There was only the sound of heavy footsteps.

With the heavy rain, the huge manor was washed away.

One after another, the manor staff who were identified as Apostles of the Abyss were escorted into the car.

They will be screened for hidden cult membership.

The last person to be escorted into the car was Willy.

It was only when he passed by his inhumane Duke father that he truly felt what fear was:

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"Help me.

You guys, help me!

Father, father, I was deceived!"

pity.

No one will respond to him.

Night Watch executive Garfield watched all this coldly.

then.

He calmly commanded:

"Leave two teams, C-13 and C-14, to investigate possible hidden dangers around them.

Issue a search warrant to conduct a comprehensive search for the mastermind of the man-made abyss pollution, ‘Samantha Narita Krichens’

The rest lined up.

Return."

before leaving.

He glanced at Duke Leander standing at the main entrance of the manor.

He slightly raised the brim of his military green hat:

"Grand Duke Christopher, I wish you a sweet dream tonight."

"Executive Garfield, the committee will file charges against you in a few days. I hope you will be as 'crazy' as you are today."

Duke Leander replied in a deep voice.

There was no other expression on his face except seriousness.

Even if the situation escalates to this level tonight.

The nobleman wearing a large cloak didn't seem too angry.

certainly.

the other side.

The attitude of the strong Slavic man was completely different.

He stood in the rainstorm.

The rain flowed down from the brim of his hat, but it did not cover up the disdain in his eyes:

“The smell of decay wrapped under the dome of the Novgorod Council is indeed disgusting.

But I won't refuse to attend the meeting because of this.

Before that.

Mr. Duke, you should go through your own information channels.

Find out carefully what happened on the K20 train."

Later.

He opened the back seat door in the heavy rain.

Left here.

Only a few untainted servants and Duke Leander stood at the door.

As for Su Wen and Angelia.

They had left here half an hour ago.

This is the core estate of the Christopher family, but that doesn't mean everyone will live here.

After the teenage mother passed away, she left her daughter a small house with a garden.

For Angelia.

perhaps.

That's home.

at this time.

The sound of falling rain was still noisy, and the girl who had always remained strong felt like she wanted to cry until now.

after all.

Everything she once knew has probably left her.

The memories of this city that are left to her now are probably gradually fading in this heavy rain.

"What should I do, Mr. Kevin?"

She is extremely lonely and helpless now.

Su Wen replied gently:

"Don't suppress yourself, sometimes it's better to cry."

Like Angelia, he had been through this process before.

And now.

Sitting alone in the room playing games, he is probably still maintaining this process.

only.

A long time ago, Su Wen had found the answer alone:

"Marquez wrote in One Hundred Years of Solitude:

The history of a great family is an endless cycle of machines.

It is a wheel rotating among countless gears.

The gears that keep the machine running, as long as the bearings have not been completely worn out.

It will keep spinning forever.

The vast majority of people do not have the opportunity to choose their own destiny.

But now, the former glory of the Christopher family will gradually fade away.

Just like an old machine, it will eventually stop turning.

Angelia.

The meaning of your life should not be defined by others.

At the same time, one should not be hindered by memories that are not worth remembering.

Life is like this.

No matter where we go.

Everyone should understand that memory is an endless road, and all past springs no longer exist.

But next spring day.

It will also return again after the winter snow in Siberia is melted by the warm sunshine that gradually pulls the distance between the Earth and the Tropical Tropic."

Su Wen held an umbrella and tilted it towards the girl.
To be continued...