Chapter 117 Alias
"Ship, are we the only two left on this island?"
"A boat without a boat sounds ridiculous." Plisson threw the shovel covered with sand in his hand. He looked at the empty sea and lay down on the beach and grass with a little exhaustion. middle.
As he expected, everyone in Kallian did die on this island, and no one was spared. As for the pirates led by Pasha, nearly half of them turned into shriveled corpses for some unknown reason. As for the other half...
"What kind of bad people are hanging out with these two ship beasts, Pasha and Konas? These remaining bastards not only sailed back the ship they came from, but also took my two ships back. "It's gone!" Pleasant looked directly at the empty sea. The two ships he came on were no longer there. Excluding Pleasant himself and Austria, any idiot could guess who sailed his two ships. gone.
"Captain...did you say that the dead will become stars in the sky?" Onai squatted on the grass near the beach, hugged his arms, and looked up at the starry night, as if completely It’s like he didn’t hear what Pleasant just said.
When I first entered Mok Island, I found that the dark sky was already occupied by stars and the moon. Although only a short period of time passed, too many things happened in this day.
"The souls of the dead will sink into the underworld instead of ascending to the star realm." Plisson faced the sky, squinting his eyes slightly and lying flat. "If all dead people turn into stars, then what? Those astronomers and investigators from the Astrological Society are not allowed to split?"
"Yes, what will happen to the soul after it sinks into the River Styx?"
"I don't know, I'm afraid no one knows it. The River Styx has always been a legend. It is the end of all things and the end of death. It is hidden in a space deeper than the void. It is said that it is among creation and is farther away than eternity and the gods. In the first era, the Styx already existed." Plisson touched the stitches on his waist and abdomen, and roused himself slightly, "The souls of the deceased cannot escape their final resting place in the Styx, even if they pass through Some extraordinary means forcibly imprison the soul in the main material plane. Time, which is sharper than any sword blade, will eventually wait for the extraordinary power to dissipate and collect the soul in the underworld. No matter whether it is a hundred years, a thousand years or ten thousand years, it will be the same as usual. As the same."
"Won't the River Styx be full?"
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Pleasant held his forehead and fell into silence for a moment.
"Probably...not right?"
"As time goes by, more and more souls will flow into the River Styx. If the number of souls flows into the River Styx, it will definitely become full."
"...That's what it is, but...forget it, as long as you are happy." Plisson's face was dark, and the trace of energy he had just mentioned disappeared in an instant.
"If the River Styx is really filled, will the souls of the deceased return to their bodies?" Onai looked at the piles of soil next to Plisson, his eyes dim, and there were faint tears.
"Well." Plisson was stunned for a moment, looking at the other party's reddish eyes. At this moment, he realized the sadness in Onai's words.
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Pleasant slowly closed his eyes and sighed softly.
"...Maybe one day."
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Pato Group, Santan, East Street Tavern.
Two hooded men in black robes entered the hotel one after another. In the bustling tavern, their clothing seemed particularly weird.
The man in black robe walking in front took out two silver coins and handed them to the front desk, and said in a low voice: "Boss, two bottles of rye beer, a double room."
Although Carossa was a little suspicious of their outfits, she didn't want to ask too many questions about the guests staying in the hotel. She still showed her beautiful smile as usual, accepted the coins, and put away the two bottles of black wine. Ale beer and the key to a double room were handed to the man in black robes.
"Have a nice night."
"Um."
The two men in black robes with their hoods lowered so that their faces could not be seen clearly took the keys and beers. They remained in tandem, turned and climbed upstairs, entering the room on the second floor.
After entering the room, the man in black walking in front casually placed the two bottles of rye beer on the table, and quickly turned around to close the door with the key.
The man in black walking behind took off his pocket, revealing his long, smooth and gorgeous red hair.
"It's so suffocating. I've never felt like a thief like a shady wanted criminal." Vitor frowned, looking very unhappy.
"My Lord Governor, let's put it down first. If the Duke of Annecy's private ship sails directly from the Blue Pearl Harbor to Inrig, it is very likely that the members of the Fallen Sect hidden in Norton will find out and suspect it."
"Although it is not in Norton, but it is very close to the town of Santan as a jumping point, just in case." Luas, who had just put two bottles of rye beer on the table, also opened it. His own Kabuto said calmly, "Besides, at the speed of the ship prepared by the Duke of Annecy for us, it only takes a few days at most to get from the town of Santan to the isolated island of Inrig, located southwest of Norton. Mr. Governor, you Why should you be unhappy because of this?"
"If it hadn't been for the fact that you didn't bring the food you prepared, we wouldn't have had to wear these crazy clothes to buy food at the market in Santan Town. Do you know how many children were watching me on the way into the tavern just now?" Vito I pouted, my rose-red eyes filled with disdain for what I was wearing.
"Governor, I believe that if you didn't wear this ghost costume, there would be even more people watching you." Luas casually picked up a bottle of beer on the table, opened the cork and drank. One, then picked up the other bottle and handed it to Vitor.
"I'm not thirsty." Vitor did not take the bottle of beer, but opened the black robe he was wearing and placed the bags of bread hidden inside on the table.
"Yeah, carrying nearly 20 pounds of noodles is really eye-catching."
"I also brought something." Luas replied rudely.
"Do the new clothes you bought look good?" Vitor glanced at the bag Luas had tucked into his black robe, and his thoughts went back to that unhappy afternoon today.
"...It's very nice. If the Governor likes it, I can give it to you." Luas put the bag in the black robe on the bed of the double room, spread it out, and exposed An innocent expression on his face.
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"I don't have this special hobby." Vitor's face turned red.
"But Miss Ellie told me before..."
"No, absolutely not!" Vitor denied.
"Okay, it doesn't matter if the Governor doesn't admit it." Luas shook the beer in his hand with a proud smile on his lips.
"...I think your salary needs to be reduced."
"It's just a joke, Governor-General, you don't need to take it seriously."
"I think it's quite necessary." Vitor nodded seriously.
"Then is it too late for me to apologize now?" Luas lowered his head and looked embarrassed.
"Maybe it's too late, actually, it's not the same. Thinking about how to behave well in Inriges may be more effective than apologizing." Vitor looked slightly, and a little trouble gradually appeared on that beautiful face. smile.
"Well, believe me, I will never let you down, Lord Governor." Luas drank the beer in his hand, then patted his plump chest, and gave Vitor and his future salary a A determined look.
"hope so."
I hope that Riggs' current situation is not the worst outcome he predicted.
Vitor's rose-red eyes slowly closed and opened instantly, and there was a faint black flame burning in his eyes.
Vitor stretched out his hand and fully opened the "Sin Flame". The hand Vitor saw was almost completely occupied by twisted centipede-like black lines.
I don’t know when, the “sin flame” state was turned on
Below, he could see a flaming man wrapped in black mist from time to time. The black mist covered most of the human form, but only the face, a hollow mask composed of white flames, was clearly visible.
For example, just like now, the flaming figure just overlaps where Luas is.
But this time, it seems to be a little different from before.
The flame-like figure wearing a mask took the initiative to step forward and took hold of the hand Vitor had just extended.
In a daze, a sentence that had haunted Vittor for nearly ten years resurfaced in his mind.
"Friend, I think we will meet again, and I look forward to that day."
Just as the figure of the flaming man gradually overlapped with the vague image of the masked man that had always existed in Vitor's memory, Luas' crisp voice brought Vitor back to reality.
"Governor-General, why don't you say anything? Are you considering giving me a salary increase?"
After coming back to his senses, Vitor looked at Luya in front of him. After a brief moment of silence and confusion, he smiled softly and said, "We'll talk about the salary increase when we come back from Inriges."
"Will it go up when you come back?"
"Take a guess."
The two of them seemed to be chatting away as before, but no one seemed to notice that a black and purple feather appeared on the window sill of the tavern room.
Like the despicable savior
Feeling sad and happy
