Overturned Tower

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Seeing this, Alice suddenly patted Delphinium's hand.

She held out her hand, the inside of the wrist facing up.Delphinium has become a little proficient now, she pulled out a data cable from her arm and connected it to herself.

【Look at the monitor, right】

Delphinium answered before Alice could speak.

This is a crossroads, this is a highway - it is undoubtedly monitored.Not only are there, but there are eight.

The plate on Delphinium's left palm was slightly hot, and she stretched out her hand and pushed out a row of azure blue light curtains that only she could see.

Then she flipped through it quickly, and it took less than three seconds to turn up the corresponding monitor screen.And by the way, he stole and opened the video that the driver showed her.

The picture taken by the driver's driving recorder is in the middle, together with the eight monitoring pictures arranged in a nine-square grid.

The time axis is automatically aligned, and then playback starts in sync.

Immediately afterwards, Alice saw clearly——

In any monitoring, the "sheath" is completely invisible.

There was never that person.There was no bloody sword either.

If it wasn't for Russell, Delphinium, and the driver all having a common memory and confirming that the details are correct, Russell would even think that he was too nervous and had hallucinations.

The "sheath" is like a ghost or a monster that can only be seen with the naked eye...

Like a youkai named "Kama Itachi", a black demon wind rolled up, and cut off the head of the leader of the mob in full view.

— But he himself cannot be seen by these mechanical things.

Chapter 19 Blue and Purple Love

Is this the ability of the sheath?

Or, is this really the phantom of the sheath?

...But if this is really a phantom, why can Russell see the mind of the sheath through it?

Why did he appear here, and why were those people attacked.

And the most critical evidence - the bloodstains on the ground like an arc moon.

Even if this was really a psionic attack initiated by someone, what blown those people away and severed their heads were thin threads hidden in the black whirlwind or some invisible wind blade... It still can't explain the bloodstain.

That is clear and clear, it is the trace left when the blood on the blade was thrown off!

With increasingly intense confusion, Russell and Delphinium arrived home safely.

The sense of security at home made them somewhat relieved.

Delphinium took off her coat and threw it on the sofa.After that, she also sat down on another sofa in the living room, grabbed her neckline without any scruples, and reached out to fan the wind inside.

As for Russell, as soon as he entered the house, he reached out and grabbed his face.

As he tore off a white mask, "Alice" dissipated in a burst of pale fire, and Russell turned back into his own body.

Seeing Russell sitting beside Delphinium in deep thought, Delphinium reached out and patted his arm comfortingly.

"At least, that woman didn't come after her..."

She still has fear and fear towards Sai Lun, the "chairman", and now she is even more guilty.

Even in Russell's home, which she thought was absolutely safe, she subconsciously dared not call him by his name.As if worried about being heard.

"... What I'm actually thinking about is already another matter."

Russell shook his head slightly, then looked at Delphinium.

He opened his mouth and then closed it again.

After hesitating for a moment, Russell decided to tell the truth: "That man is 'sheath'."

"sheath?"

Delphinium vaguely felt that the name sounded familiar, but couldn't remember who it was.

"It was my father—the real father. My great enemy."

Russell took a deep breath and replied in a low voice.

Hearing this, Delphinium opened her eyes wide in shock.

She also realized at the same time what this meant.

The traitor who betrayed the Tower of Babel reappeared on the island of happiness where the headquarters of the Tower of Babel is located... What does this mean?

The man who has not "go ashore" for more than 20 years and has been walking alone on the ground full of radiation and curses has finally returned to the empty island.

What does he want to do?

"Don't be afraid."

Before thinking of the answer, Delphinium already gave the answer reflexively.

She looked into Russell's eyes without hesitation: "I will help you...I will help you until the end."

"I don't doubt that."

Russell shook his head slightly, added and corrected: "Never doubt."

"Then what are you hesitating about?"

Delphinium frowned slightly, and her eyes became more serious: "Thinking about his purpose? Or motive? Or the reason for appearing here? Or the future of Happy Island?"

"... To be honest, I didn't think about anything. Or rather, my brain couldn't turn anymore."

Russell was silent for a while, and then answered honestly in a low voice: "First it was Sai Lun, and then it was that man. The amount of information is really too much, and there are too many things I want to question and think about. I can't find it all at once. Clue... It's not so much thinking, it's better to say that I'm just in a daze.

"There is nothing left in my mind. Maybe I can't give any answers.

"I didn't have time to be angry, let alone hate...and I couldn't think of what I should do. I didn't even know whether he saw me or Alice. That person just disappeared before my eyes...

"If it wasn't for Mr. Driver who gave me an extremely positive answer, I would even suspect that I had hallucinations."

"It's definitely not a hallucination," Delphinium said with great certainty, "because I saw his 'love'."

"……Love?"

"My psychic power is also the power given to me by the 'lethal dose of love'. It is the new power I obtained after completing the awakening of the devil... some evil abilities that I may never use in my life."

Delphinium replied: "If someone's love is too dangerous or too strong, I can break their heart and die. Their love can also be transformed into poison to themselves.

"If the distance is not too far, I can also let the 'lethal dose of love' invade other people's dreams, plant the seeds of blue or purple thorns.

"When their 'love' for others, or their 'love' for their own ideals and paths becomes stronger...the blue or purple thorny seeds will absorb the nourishment of this love, They gradually germinate in their hearts. This kind of seed will give them the courage, perseverance and determination to practice this love, give them strong spiritual strength, and will not retreat when they encounter any obstacles.

"As the resistance increases, their 'love' is strengthened by this courage, perseverance and determination, which in turn feeds back to them even greater strength.

"'Lethal dose of love' taught me that this kind of courage is enough to make a cowardly and mediocre person able to withstand torture without breaking down. But this kind of power is not free...it will gradually drain them at the same time Let them gradually dry up their interest in things other than 'loved things', and eventually this power has nothing to extract but itself. And when that happens, it means self-destruction."

"...It's the same as my ability to overdraw other people's psionic energy. It's a power that makes people exhaust themselves to 'persevere'.

"And I felt very clearly from that man... the ability can be activated directly.

"He has the aura of 'purple thorns' about him, very strong, so strong that he seems to have been guided by me. This means that he has a kind of love that is so strong that it is almost paranoid. And this love does not point to a real being Individuals, or individuals, but point to something illusory. For example, a certain career, a certain way, a certain dream..."

Having said this, Delphinium hesitated a little.

But she still decided to inform Russell to avoid misjudgment of the information: "And the 'blue' breath I felt from him was so faint that it was almost invisible. It was even much lighter than ordinary people... like Like a child who has not yet reached puberty, he only has himself in his heart.

"Whether they are adolescents or adults, they always have love for others in their hearts. Wife, husband, parents, children, or important friends or even netizens... almost no one does not have 'love' in their hearts. But The 'blue' in this person's heart is so thin, so thin that it can hardly be seen.

"That means he doesn't have an obsessive love for any identifiable individual. Not even himself—he doesn't have a love for himself."

Russell understood what the delphinium was expressing.

In other words... that man didn't miss Alice, nor did he miss his own son Russell.

Just as Russell saw, he really didn't care about his own life... At the same time, he really didn't care about his wife and son.

The "sheath" has a clear mind and a clear will, without any confusion, nor is it manipulated or confused by others.

So far, he has what he clearly wants to do, and he has no regrets about the path he chose and all the costs he paid.

——Even at that price, it was Alice and Russell, and all those who had trusted him.

Chapter 20 Fanatics and Victims

The man named "Sheath" is not the kind of monster who doesn't know how to love.

Instead, after recognizing, contacting, understanding, and obtaining the love that belongs to me, I will resolutely abandon it.

He is a victim.

But what he sacrificed exceeded what he had...

In other words, he relied on other people's "love" and "trust" for him, sacrificing what did not belong to him but belonged to others.

From this point of view, he is a predator on the ideal road—like a general who expands his territory, he does not understand the cruelty of war, nor does he know that this is an act of aggression...but after knowing all this , Still firmly destroying the dreams of others for their own dreams.

"...So it's this type."

For some reason, Delphinium became a little disappointed seeing Russell's expression.

She reached out and pressed the back of his hand in concern: "What's wrong?

"Are you disappointed with that man?"

"Disappointment...not at all. But it's definitely different from what I thought at first."

Russell shook his head.

He originally thought that the sheath would be more inclined to the "traveler" than the "predator", and he left Alice only to seek the truth.He is a collector of history and an answerer of questions... He should be closer to that kind of lonely and lonely scholar than the kind of sword-wielding man who gives people a sense of danger and sharpness.

It seems that only such a man who is knowledgeable, wise, silent and profound, who embarks on a lonely and romantic journey for the truth, can be worthy of a gentle woman like Alice, who is worthy of the twenty-odd years she gave up her wealth and wealth. Years of loneliness and poverty.

Just like Strickland, a stockbroker in London, obeying the whispered crazy call in his heart, abandoning his happy and happy family, traveling alone, painting alone, looking for life from the bitter journey of life The essence and freedom of soul—Russell had thought he would be such a man.

But now it seems that this is not the case.

That person was indeed the same silent...

But that silence is not because of wisdom, not because of insight into everything in the world, not as indifferent as a clear spring or a deep stream, but as fierce as a raging fire—burning up your soul and life, sacrificing what you can Everything, and dedicate the rest of your life to the path you pursue.

Not a traveler, but a fanatic.

Not the wise, but the sacrificial.

Russell didn't know the ideals he was pursuing and the path he was pursuing, so he couldn't judge whether his actions were right or wrong.He just felt an inexplicable loss...

Because the pursuit of romance, freedom, and the essence of life can explain his frantic behavior, let's regard his behavior of abandoning Alice as his "sickness".Because Russell also knows that some souls have always been unconstrained.If he had suddenly become such a weirdo, then there was no one to blame.It was nothing but a sudden sickness of some soul, an act of God, misfortune.

However, he gave up everything based on utilitarian purposes and asked Alice to sacrifice with him-although he may not have such a straightforward request, but if he does not stop it, he will watch his wife rely on "love" To support myself... is also a kind of silent moral kidnapping.

In this way, Russell has to see... what is it worth doing.

As the son of Alice and the son of Sheath, he has the right to ask what she got after sacrificing Alice.

If that answer doesn't satisfy him—even if he can't agree on the directionality, Russell doesn't mind beating up the other party, or standing in the hostile place of the other party, or even burying the cruel severance of the ideal with his own hands.

He wouldn't be afraid to move because the result was "obtained at the expense of Alice"... Rather, it's quite the opposite.

If that answer really didn't satisfy Russell, he would rather destroy it.Just because he didn't deserve the result.

"...Is this kind of feeling real anger?"

Russell murmured softly.

He looked down at his hands absently.

He felt the qi and blood pouring into his brain, his vision became brighter like when he was slightly drunk, his fingertips felt slightly numb, and his breathing became rapid.Feeling that the heart seems to be tightly held by someone, but it is beating even more angrily... Feeling the scorching heat in the palm of my hand, like holding a hot iron.

It is so.

So far, he didn't know how many times he had pretended to be angry.There were also moments when his expression was anxious and his words were filled with anger.

But this time, he didn't feel throbbing.Not eager to try, want to vent something.

Instead, without losing his composure, he could clearly feel something surging in his heart.That is something that makes lazy and lazy people serious, and honest people become ruthless.

"Do you want to find the deer head?"

Delphinium felt the anger in Russell's heart.