Sean didn't say those words until they parted. He thought God really gave him a good question.
He had secretly thought before that there were few situations in the world that could stump him. Then, life taught him a direct lesson.
He couldn't let Nietzsche go, and he couldn't persuade Catherine to hate his father. So what else could he do in this matter? The only thing they can do now is to make final preparations without any distractions. After all, in five days they will face the only Black Joker in the world, the second-ranked Explorer in active service. If there was any wavering or doubt in his heart, he might not even be able to get close to him.
Even if it is for his teammates, Moonlight, Olivia, and Ivan, he must concentrate on it and not get distracted by any unexpected events, even if he learns that Nietzsche and Catherine are father and daughter.
As a result, his mind slowly calmed down. He will resist Nietzsche's tyranny, he will defeat the arrogant King of the Black Sun, and he will expose all his unscrupulous behaviors. He believed that Catherine would eventually understand him,
Of course, if she couldn't forgive herself, he could only accept it.
This is a problem posed by God, and all he has to do is go all the way and never look back.
only……
She smiled and said that she understood that she did not like Nietzsche, and for the sake of their future, they could slowly get to know him...
The last person in the world he wanted to hurt at this moment was Catherine, but he had to break her heart.
My heart still hurts a little. But Sean didn't show it, he just walked into the house quietly.
·
After accepting all these arrangements, Sean finally calmed down. He did not contact Catherine again before the agreed time. He even strictly kept this secret and did not even reveal it to his teammates. He spent the last five days to the extreme. He locked himself in his room all day long, sitting quietly with the highest concentration, and continued to absorb the insights he had gained.
If any high-level explorer senses Sean's soul at this moment, they will undoubtedly think that it belongs to a mature Ace level. What they never expected was that the explorer with such a soul size was actually wearing his King-level mask.
After all, the call of destiny has not yet appeared, so Sean is destined to wear a mask for a while. Now, he is Ace wearing a King-level mask.
Finally, that morning, Sean opened his eyes and saw that the sun had been completely swallowed up by the solar eclipse, and his sky darkened for a moment. A full year has passed since that fateful encounter in the northern woods.
The eclipse slowly expanded in front of him until it occupied a space as tall as a man. It became a dark door with no doubt where it would lead. Sean and Olivia stepped inside. After walking through the black gate, they found themselves in a maple forest. Most of the leaves have been dyed red by the cold wind, and some yellow leaves can be seen occasionally. Suddenly stepping into such a gorgeous forest from a drab room, Sean felt as if his eyes were burning.
He easily found the absolute coordinates of Golden Rose and knew that he was currently located two hundred kilometers north of New York City. Arondack Mountains. Red maple leaves cover the place, and you can only see a little bit of blue sky when you look up. Set off by the flame-like color, the sky is particularly blue. It's really beautiful here. He remembered that he had thought about taking Aaliya here to play, but he never made time... Thinking of this, he found that he was a little sad.
Walking in the red maple forest, Sean spotted the moonlight not far to his left. Ivan also appeared, walking slowly on the right. They walked down the slope, their boots stepping on the maple leaves stained with a little dew.
Passing through dense clumps of maple trees, they saw a lake, and a man in black was sitting by the lake. His presence is so strong that even from this distance, you know who he is. Sean motioned for his teammates to stop, including Olivia. He walked out of the woods alone and came to Nietzsche's side.
Black Joker is currently sitting at a small round table, enjoying black tea and looking at the lake and mountains. There is a chair on the other side of the small round table, also facing the lake.
"Please take a seat, Mr. Dickinson."
Sean sat down. There is a steaming cup of tea on the table nearby.
"I often come here alone. Either climb that mountain, or sit by the lake and think about nothing."
“Really a great place.”
"Yeah, it's a good place. It can make people calm down. In fact, I prefer being alone here than being in public. When I was young, I lived alone in the woods for a while. Guess why. "
"Why?"
"Because there are so few people who understand me." Nietzsche turned his face and smiled. Who is Nietzsche at this time? The rational Apollonian Nietzsche, or the Dionysian Nietzsche who is deliberately teasing himself?
"I often talk endlessly to others about the shining things I think I have gained from my passionate thinking, some extraordinary wisdom. Unfortunately, after I finish expressing my long speech, I often gain something. What I got was pairs of confused eyes staring at me—most people couldn’t understand what I was talking about.”
"It's a deep loneliness," Sean said.
"Yes, loneliness. Sometimes it is a good medicine that enlightens wisdom, and sometimes it is a poison that tortures the soul. I have tasted it deeply when I lived alone in the woods. When this taste was strongest, I lasted nearly half a year. Not a single word was spoken. Every day was spent in silence. Because without an audience, the sound would lose its meaning.
"But I'm not ashamed of it. Those who live in isolation are nothing more than beasts or gods."
"A person like you should be a god."
"No, I am a helpless beast. I have always been." Nietzsche smiled and took a sip of tea. "Only a beast can make such crazy and insane howls like me all day long.
"What kind of wise man am I? My deeds often put wise men to shame."
Sean thought that if it hadn't been for what had happened before, maybe he would have really appreciated the great thinker in front of him. But now, old debts must be paid.
"You later came out of being alone."
"Yes." He suddenly gained some strength, "Return is always calling. Wise men go up the mountain to temper their wisdom and obtain precious treasures from great thinking. In the final analysis, they still have to be used to enlighten the world. So his return is inevitable. Yes, it’s eternal.”
"I'm back to the hustle and bustle." His smile softened a little and he was still, as if he was deeply remembering something.
"I got back into the hustle and bustle... As soon as I got to the market, I saw something. That changed me."
Something dark floated around Nietzsche, as if disturbing the space around him, and the space he was in also became dark.
