"New eyes," Yimetz repeated. They had just finished a discussion about viewpoint position. But no matter which point of view you start from, you can realize that this is an impeccable statement. The original Olympian mage poked a hand with only bones left into his eye socket and touched the thing he mentioned. Sparks burst out from the stirred gaps. Icha waved away the small specks of light that were happily burning themselves away. They are not green now.
"The same color as your new eyes." Those sparkles were golden. This is also an impeccable statement. The next sentence was repeated - but it didn't matter, there was no contract or anything close to keeping it from being said. Yi Cha put down his hand and asked, "How do you feel?"
"I think they still have a will of their own." Metz coughed and continued to dig into his eye sockets with his fingers. After he was almost killed, he was high on one side and low on the other, covered in black and gray. The body was covered with dried sweat and ashes from the calculation table. Without the rickets surrounding him and the counting table full of traces of work, he looked like any expired undead old man who had just got out of his sweet little box - except for those big and bright pairs of golden eyes. They replaced the original dark eye sockets, radiating light and spinning around. The skeleton kept trying to control them with his fingers, but failed.
If you listen carefully, they seem to be making a small murmuring sound.
"Ichaint——" they stared at the demon, rustling.
"It's hard not to." Yi Cha pretended not to hear the familiar voice. "After all, it's one of the most authoritative collections of logic in the world. Let me see. Its name is—" He smirked. "My memory has gotten pretty bad since it left me."
"—It's Nesis," the eyes rustled. One upward and one downward, giving the original Olympian an expression that he would never do. "Izaint, come here. I'll show you—"
"Can you control it? Have you seen anything that I can't see?" Yi Cha avoided their eyes, found a chair and sat down, and continued to ask Metz. The Olympian mage shook his head, his twisted cervical vertebrae unable to support this action. His head fell off and was caught by his hands.
The two golden eyes turned around, still staring straight at the devil.
"Are you ignoring me on purpose? With Chaint uh uh uh uh uh uh -" A skeletal finger stabbed fiercely into the pupils of two eyes, tearing their words apart. His eyes bulged out of their sockets angrily, with gold and sparks flying everywhere. Icha patted his clothes and watched the skull's head trembling, its eyes wide open and its mouth wide open - he seemed to be suffering from an overly heavy pain.
But he buckled them tight anyway.
"Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh!!!" The eyes twisted around and Shasha screamed. The pain could be seen passing back and forth between it and its current home, growing in intensity, hurting both of them deeply.
But while they are undead, they are not even undead, so it doesn't matter at all. They consumed each other for a while, making the pain less.
Yi Cha glanced around with his peripheral vision and propped his head to look at them. There was a big hole in the middle of the energy pattern mirror, which turned gray and the picture inside was basically unclear. After looking at it for a while, he turned his attention to the map suspended in the air and stared at the small circles for a while.
Eight fifty.
"They won't let me use it." The skull head held in the skeleton's hand spoke. It was half kneeling on the ground, its fingers still fighting with its eyes, but it had reached a relatively stable state. The fingers are in better shape than the eyes. The pupils of the eyes were smashed and turned into the shape of rotten leaves. Its voice was intermittent, but it was still barely audible:
"I'm uh uh uh Nesis," they said. From some small details, you can hear that they are actually arguing hard. "The all-seeing eye, the shepherd, the collection of knowledge..." The eyes read a dozen words quickly. "Uh uh uh uh, I won't let you use it casually..."
"He knows you are. So many titles. He knows them all. If there is no Nesis in the database of the original arcana mage, I can't think of where there will be in the world." Yi Cha interrupted it gently. "But let's put down those vain names first. Now you are just like us. You are all characters in the secret story of the Vientiane Forest. Being moved here and there by an innocent and cute quill - well. You are right This may have some different opinions..."
"I predict that he will have some different opinions." Metz said coldly - just in a cold voice. His pose looks pretty funny anyway.
But no one made corresponding expressions according to the atmosphere.
The eyes stopped twitching. Suddenly turned to the front. The pupils stood up. The skeleton mage responded immediately, placing his fingers against his eye sockets temporarily.
"I don't have a different opinion," Nesis said. "I know more than you do."
"You must know more than us, Omniscient Eye. You must also want to return to your place of authority more than we do." Yimeiz said. "So we want to know what you know. Information. Assumptions. Estimates. Expectations. Start with some simple answers - like, why are you here? Where were you before? Why are you here? What happened in the Buckle What? How did you get here?"
"Why don't we start with whether I am willing to cooperate with you." Nesis made a rustling sound. "I do not want to."
"Why don't you want to?"
"Because I know more than you do. And it's terrible here. In case of misunderstanding, 'here' refers to this bad-smelling skull." Nesis let out a weird laugh. Metz didn't respond. This made Nesis burst out laughing. Yi looked at his two golden eyes that were constantly moving and making noise, and shook his head. "It seems that in the process of coming here, Willy Xiao added some personality to you."
"Based on the author's 'logic', it's very reasonable." Metz said calmly, pointing his finger at the iris of his eye. "Can't you resist it? The supreme logical aggregation? Even in a brain as craggy as Willy Shaw, there are certain laws that must be followed. It is only right that you should be less controlled and have higher freedom than us."
"Oh, oh. I'm freer than you are. That's for sure." Nesis twirled around.
“Where does your freedom lie?”
"It means I don't want to." The two golden eyes rolled back with a "pop".
They waited and waited. no change. This time, not even a jab with his finger could bring Nesis back.
"This is different from what I thought." Yi Cha thought for a while and then shrugged.
"You think it is the aggregation of knowledge, and mathematics is one of its best branches. So we can reach cooperation-" Metz also made some efforts, but to no avail, stood up. "It is indeed reasonable. If it were me, I would make this assumption too. And then I would be wrong too.
There are some errors here. "
"Character color." Yi Cha said. "That little margin of error is what it is."
