Why did I become the key to this important decision that would obviously change the trajectory of others?
Did Feng see it through prophecy? Or was it that in the wilderness of time, there was neither a step too early nor a step too late, and he just happened to catch up?
Angel told Ye about his doubts.
Ye's answer made him even more confused: "It might be anyone who comes to see me, or it might just be you."
For Ye, it doesn't matter who comes to him, what matters is the time. Maybe Feng really foresees that it will meet this human being now, or maybe Feng just sets a limit for him, but
In any case, Ye only needs to know one thing: the time has come. Other details are prerequisites for this conclusion. The moment is important, and after it is over, it is dispensable.
However, if Ye Lai is asked to answer Angel's doubts, he personally prefers the argument that "this matter has been doomed for a long time." In other words, Feng may have foreseen the present through some means.
Because the timing is too coincidental, it happens that Ye's strength is stuck at the most critical step, which is the demon lord's class. It also happens that he has completed the last step of self-control. Now, in addition to energy limitations, what is holding him back is
...this painting.
There are ways to solve the energy limitation, but if Ingres had not found this painting, it might never have been able to cover up the night in the painting.
Such a coincidence of time and such a coincidence of meeting, Ye naturally tended to think that Angel was the one who was destined to find him.
Seeing that Angel was still confused, Ye said calmly: "It doesn't matter who it is, and you don't need to be responsible for my future, because when Feng gave this painting to me, it was already destined to be Youhuo
It will overturn the night in the painting. This result has been destined for a long time, you just happened to get it."
Doubt flashed in Angel's eyes. Maybe he just happened to meet him at the right time, but is it really that simple? Isn't there a deeper meaning when Feng chooses to be the one to change the current situation of the nightclub owner?
Angel didn't know, but at present, it seemed that was all.
Angel looked at the painting, "Then... when will the night master let this darkness disappear?"
"Night never disappears, even if it is covered by fire, it still exists."
Ye's answer seems to be a pun. However, what Angel actually wants to know is, once the night in the painting is replaced by flames, what Ye will do next, and whether Ye's next actions will also be
Feng's vision, and whether he will continue to play a new role in it.
Regarding his own confusion, Ye's answer was just a chuckle: "How fate will unfold can never be told with just one prediction. If you still trap your thinking in Feng's prediction, then you will
Always within the script. Even if the drama is not what Feng thought."
Ye's words reminded Angel of a joke he once read about prophecy: an excellent prophecy is never written with a pen, but cut with scissors into a wordless script.
Feng's foresight may be based on a random thought and he cut a wordless script. Feng himself may not be able to tell what the outcome of the script will be.
However, a script is a script after all. No matter how the drama in the script ends, it cannot escape the framework of the play.
Therefore, if Angel keeps putting his thoughts on Feng's script, any choice he makes in the future will be thought to be a foresight, and he will always be trapped in the script.
However, fate has always been unpredictable, not step-by-step.
Thinking of this, Angel nodded thoughtfully.
"Let's talk about the materials." Ye Jiang stopped talking about Feng and returned to the topic, and Angel's attention was also attracted.
"The leyline fire rock required to refine the Fire Stone originally only needed to be deposited for thousands of years, but the gold coins you gave the devil were quite generous. I chose a piece of leyline fire rock for you that has been deposited for thousands of years." There was a pause.
After a pause, Ye said again: "I have also bought all the materials for the white embers fire melt. Give me a day and I will use the hell fire to boil it into shape."
The white embers fire melt must be brewed with the hell fire, and this can only be done at night.
Ye took out the earth vein fire rock and other fragmentary materials, and Angel collected them one by one. However, in addition to the white embers fire melt, Angel noticed that there was also a fragment of the main material, the fire stone. Ye
Didn't take it out.
"The required quantity of the fragments of the Fire Stone is too large, and they are not available at the moment. The goods should arrive in about two to three days."
Two to three days? Angel calculated it and returned to Ice Valley as soon as the goods arrived. There should be enough time, so he nodded to Xiang Ye: "Then I'll trouble the owner."
"You're welcome." Ye said calmly, "I'll help you brew the white embers fire melt. You can come and get it at this time tomorrow."
After that, Ye turned around and disappeared into the darkness.
Angel looked back at the painting hanging on the wall again, looking at the flames suppressed by the night, and seemed to see the place where the fire spread.
Thinking back to the calm appearance of the night, he suddenly wanted to see what the night would become when the night completely disappeared, without the oppression and restraint. It was like a fire-transmitting demon, terrifying and ferocious, turning into a boundless sea of fire and sweeping across the scorched earth.
The earth?
Smiling and shaking his head, Angel turned around and left.
After coming out of the hunting hall, Angel walked towards the psychedelic cabin while thinking about his next plan. He originally thought that he would stay in Rasudran for at most one day, but he did not expect that due to the shortage of fragments of the Fire Stone,
I will stay here for three more days.
In this case, he decided to continue opening the psychedelic cabin.
Demons have nothing to do with humans, so the materials and prices in Castlevania will not change with human needs. In addition, Castlevania itself has many unique materials. Angel plans to take this opportunity to earn more demon gold coins.
Collect some.
After all, it’s hard to say whether there will be another chance to visit Castlevania in the future.
Moreover, even if he really enters Castlevania in the future, he probably won't have the time, timing, and harmony that he has today to be able to purchase precious demonic resources through the nightclub owner's connections.
Soon, Angel came to the woods where the psychedelic cabin was located.
The fresh air and the mottled tree shadows made Angel feel quite comfortable. Before, when Angel came to the abyss, he had only two impressions of the abyss: no hope, and endless depression.
It is indeed rare to be able to steal this glimmer of leisure time in such a dull abyss.
However, this comfortable time did not last long. When Angel came to the door of the psychedelic cabin, he found that he was being targeted by someone...no, he was being targeted by a demon.
The burning fireball glared at Angel fiercely with red eyes.
In those red bloodshot eyes, Angel could faintly see a little grievance.
Angel sighed. He didn't expect this little fire demon to be so persistent. He went to the game house for most of the day, and when he came back, the little guy was still guarding the door.
Because I was not paying attention for a moment, I was caught by it.
With Fafnir suppressing him in the wooden house, the young fire demon did not dare to attack him, but just stared at him with his eyes.
Without saying a word, but with deep obsession.
Angel's scalp was numb from being stared at, and with the young fire demon blocking his way, he finally sighed: "Oh, what do you want? I don't let you experience the rhythm of the ocean. This is for your own good. You are a fire element
Devil, if you try to experience the true meaning of the water system, you will get hurt."
The young fire demon was also a little surprised that Angel was talking to it. It had been making trouble outside for a long time, and the dark-skinned woman inside either swung it away or ignored it at all, making it feel very depressed and aggrieved.
It doesn't know why it is so persistent. It just doesn't want to be. No one has ever treated it like this.
"I don't care, I want to experience it!" Perhaps it was a rebellious mentality. Even if the young fire demon knew that what the aboriginals in front of it said might be true, it didn't want to lose face.
The baby fire demon speaks Abyssal, which is much more standard than Angel's. However, perhaps because the baby fire demon is too young, his tone of voice always has a childish milky flavor.
He is indeed a naughty child, and his life and death will not be peaceful if he cannot drink milk. Angel said helplessly in his heart.
"If you really want to experience it, that's fine. However, if you are seriously injured, don't blame me for not reminding you." Angele paused and then said: "Our store is closed today. If you want to experience it, come back tomorrow."
The softening of Angel's tone made the young fire demon pause for a moment, and said with a suspicious expression: "Are you telling the truth?"
"real."
"You won't hit me again?"
"As long as you don't disturb other guests, I won't touch you again."
After receiving the guarantee, the young fire demon curled his lips and put on a arrogant expression, "Humph, then I will come back tomorrow. If you dare to break your promise then, I will burn you."
After saying this, the young fire demon changed its previous appearance and flew leisurely out of the forest in mid-air, its black tail wagging wildly, like a puppy that had been rewarded.
Angel shook his head, opened the door and prepared to enter the house, but at this moment, he felt a burning gaze coming from behind.
He turned around in confusion, only to see the young fire demon jumping to the side of the forest in the distance. Next to it was a figure wrapped in a red robe. The young fire demon was talking impatiently to the man in red robe.
, and the sight that Angel felt before was exactly what the man in red robe was looking at.
The red-robed man's hood was on, so he couldn't see his appearance clearly, but Angel could feel that even when he was talking to the young fire demon, his eyes were looking towards him. And that said
His vision was filled with complex emotions, doubts, malice, suspicion, and vigilance.
Is it a slave of the young fire demon? Angel wondered in his heart. Judging from the way they get along with each other, they seem to have the attitude of a slave.
Not long ago in the resting place, Angel met Stian Trofer, who was the slave of a certain goat demon. The young fire demon is a demon noble in the inner layer of the abyss, and it is normal to have slaves.
Angel ignored the other party's gaze. Anyway, he wouldn't be able to stay here much longer.