Chapter 309 Chapter 307 "Van Dillon and His Kingdom of Heaven"

 The red light is bright.

The moment he activated the Memory Stone, a dazzling red light surrounded him.

Su Mingan felt his body light up, and then the vision in front of him changed, as if he suddenly changed places.

In front of you is a floor-to-ceiling window, surrounded by a garden filled with sunlight. "He" stood in the room covered with red carpet, holding the pendant on his chest, as if waiting for someone.

 …This should be Su Lin’s memory.

Su Mingan tried to move, but found that he couldn't. He seemed to be confined to this past body and could only look out through Su Lin's eyes.

 Suddenly, the field of vision in front of him began to shift, and Su Lin must have turned his head.

Su Mingan saw the luxurious interior decoration. It was a room filled with books. There were floating crystal **** and quills in the corner, and the emblem representing the Art Empire was on the wall.

There was a gentle knock on the door, and then, a head of brilliant blond hair slowly came into view.

"Rin." Saya smiled softly, her posture still like the most dignified lady: "I didn't expect you would invite me to the manor."

The moment he heard her words, Su Mingan realized this point in time.

Su Lin invites Saya to the manor.

 This is also a time point that changes Saya's life.

“Saya, come here and take a look.” Su Lin spoke with a gentle voice.

 There was a book open on his table.

 Saya walked over slowly.

"This is... "The Oracle" written by Van Dillon?" She blinked: "It's amazing, Rin. I heard that this book is full of obscure medieval texts, but you can actually understand it."

"There's nothing you can't understand." Su Lin said softly: "A book is a thing that communicates with the heart. When your heart is connected with the oracle in the book... You don't need to read hard, you can understand what Van Dillon wrote at that time. The state of mind when I wrote this book.”

“Painful and struggling, desperate and free.” He summed it up softly: “The world is like a huge amber, and he is the solidifier who is forever struggling in it.”

 Saya nodded: "I have heard the story of Van Dillon."

 “Can you talk to me?” Su Lin said.

Saya coughed lightly:

“I heard that three hundred years ago, the priest Van Dillon released a white dove before the church was burned down.

He did not hide or escape in the fire, but sang loudly with all his strength, saying that he had rushed to heaven with the white doves and gained supreme freedom. "Saya said: "However, the knights of the church saved him and prevented him from dying in the fire. The undead Van Dillon should have been happy about this, but instead he was depressed all his life... He said that his soul had gone back to heaven, leaving only a body solidified by the world. "

"—He wrote this oracle with his broken heart, letting him who had flown into heaven pass it to people through his body. Heaven still exists, and he will write honorary names for great people..." Su Lin smiled: " He is a soul imprisoned by the world, an existence hindered by the body. Heaven is not a place to receive the dead, but a warm land to accommodate a noble soul like his..."

"Rin, I'm glad you shared this book with me." A decent smile appeared on Saya's face, mixed with a hint of shyness: "Now, my understanding of this book is too shallow. I will definitely do it in the future. Will read this book carefully.”

Su Mingan looked at Saya carefully through Su Lin's eyes.

Saya still looked a little immature at this time, with a little baby fat on her face.

I don’t know how many years ago this happened, but it shouldn’t be long ago. Saya’s appearance was not much different from when she was on the boat.

Su Ming'an observed for a while and gradually discovered that Su Lin's behavior was completely different from normal people.

In the conversation with Saya, he behaved like a reader who loves books very much and could quote appropriate sentences on any topic. At the same time, he seemed to be a priest with firm beliefs, and his words were mixed with the right sentences. Saya's induction induced her to understand the gods he spoke of.

His way of speaking was gentle and controlled, and at the same time mixed with some fanaticism that made Su Mingan feel a little frightened. It seemed that if Saya in front of him went against his wishes, he would suddenly change his expression.

 But Su Lin grasped the topic quite well.

This conversation seemed quite calm on the surface.

 After a few more exchanges with Saya, Su Lin smiled.

"Saya, do you think immortality will be a good thing for humans?" Su Lin asked her softly.

"Should...right." Saya said: "Live forever, watch the world for a long time, watch the changes in the world as an immortal, and don't have to be troubled by life span and health problems. For the progress and long-term development of human beings, In terms of development, I think it is a good thing.”

Su Lin had a smile in her eyes.

 “Saya, do you want to live forever?” he asked.

Saya's eyes were slightly stunned.

 “Does Rin want to live forever?” she asked.

"think."

"What a coincidence." Saya laughed: "If Rin wants it, I want it too."

She smiled gently, the warm light shone on her golden hair, and the side of her face was illuminated by the warm orange light next to the window.

Her facial features are bright and gentle, and her temperament is not ordinary. She looks like a princess walking out of the castle in a fairy tale. Just standing quietly on the red carpet, bathing in the sunshine, it seemed like he was glowing from the inside out.

　　After pondering for a moment, she said softly: "A long life... If you have the company of others, I feel that this is not lonely."

Su Lin looked at her and smiled.

Saya suddenly took half a step back without warning.

 “Rin.” She said softly: “Why are you looking at me like that.”

"What's wrong with me?"

 “…” Saya took another half step back.

A look of fear suddenly appeared on that pretty face filled with a gentle smile.

She saw the blood-red luster flowing in Su Lin's eyes, who was originally smiling.

"Rin, your eyes..." She suddenly realized what the color meant.

Red eyes, soul race.

Saya, who is still young, doesn’t understand why Rin is a soul tribe.

 “What’s wrong?” Su Lin stretched out her white-gloved hand.

Facing the girl who seemed to be born to shine, he closed the curtains on the side to block the dazzling sunlight and made a standard invitation gesture.

 “Miss Saya, live forever with me.” He said, “You have already agreed to my invitation.”

Saya screamed, turned around and ran away.

 The lights swayed on the platform, and a very long shadow was drawn behind the escaping girl.

Su Lin’s eyes were filled with confusion.

 “Miss Saya?” he called softly.

Saya ran out of the door, her long blond hair hanging behind her back, her eyes dazzling in the warm light.

Su Lin followed him leisurely, as if he had anticipated the outcome.

"Miss Saya, walk slowly and be careful where you step." Su Lin's steps were neither urgent nor slow, but very fast.

 The blood light reflected in his eyes. He followed the girl's steps and gently pressed his hand on her shoulder.

His fingers turned into claws and pierced his own heart.

 Golden liquid dripped from his fingertips. He held down Saya gently, but it seemed effortless, like holding down a white mouse.

 The lights flickered.

Dark shadows swayed on the wall, like giant beasts lurking in the night that began to appear.

 The breeze blew through the pages of the book spread out in the room. As the pages were turned, there was a note from Su Lin on the title page:

　　【And still return to death. 】

　　…But my reputation will last forever. 】

 …

 “Van Dylan’s body is dead.”

“But his soul seems to be imprisoned by the world and cannot ascend to the kingdom of heaven.”

“He lives a melancholy life, like a coelenterate living through simple physiological functions.”

“The knight who rescued him found beautiful flowers and precious treasures for him, but he abandoned his shoes.”

 “In extreme despair and struggle, he wrote the Oracle.”

“He imagined that his dead self had ascended to heaven and coexisted with the gods, and that this body on the ground was his messenger, and he wanted to write glory for the human world.”

 “He writes a glorious name for himself in heaven, and delivers oracles to his mortal body.”

 “His poetry will make his reputation last forever.”

 “From then on, he saw the meaning of dormancy and pain.”

 “His body exists to convey brilliance.”

 “He will die again.”

 “But the glory of heaven will make his fame endure.”

 “But Van Dillon didn’t know...”

With a "pop" sound, Su Lin closed the book in her hand.

Facing Saya who fell on the ground, he spoke extremely enthusiastic sentences in an extremely soft tone.

 “The **** is clearly dead.”

 “He who ascended to the kingdom of heaven, he who obtained eternal life, he who was protected by the world.”

“I thought I heard someone’s words, but after all, it was just a mortal body breathing.”

“…Illusions do not become reality.”

“He is so desperate, so full of hope, so struggling, and so free.” Su Lin said, opening the curtains on the side:

 …"He is just an ordinary creature who was born to die."

“His foolish faith is worthless, and only the fools of later generations will spread his false reputation.”

 He turned his head and looked at Saya who was getting up slowly.

 “Do you understand the ending of this story? Saya.”

 Saya opened her eyes.

That is a pair of blood-red eyes.

 …

 The memory ends here.

In this scene, the last thing Su Mingan saw was Saya's eyes that seemed to have lost her soul.

It is very much like Van Dillon, whose soul is imprisoned by this world in the story.

　　【Eternal life is the harshest yoke. 】

 This is a blood-red record he saw in Su Lin's notebook.

When he returned to his body and saw the familiar white walls of the Praia building in front of him, the blood-red memory stone in his hand shattered.

 The blood light dissipated in front of his eyes, and he felt a little heavy.

 After reading this memory, he can draw a definite conclusion.

This Su Lin...

It's really looking straight ahead, looking backwards, spiraling back and forth 360 degrees,

 They are not good people.

 He tricked Saya into coming to the manor, transformed her, and changed her life.

Furthermore, judging from this memory, Su Lin has obviously been planning for a long time, and there is even a follow-up plan.

The story of Van Dillon told by Su Lin clearly reflects many things.

Su Mingan paused on the spot for a moment and took steps forward.

 Su Lin’s memory contains many things.

 But currently Su Mingan’s first priority is to sign up for the soul hunting camp.

 “Ding dong!”

The system prompts sound.

  【Contacted the identity information of "Su Lin", Su Lin's identity panel has been opened. 】

  【Name: Su Lin

 Special abilities: transformation (have mastered how to use it), confusion (can be unlocked by clearing the first level of "The Demon King and the Brave"), control barrier (can be unlocked by clearing the third level of "The Demon King and the Brave")】

"Su Lin" related abilities will be unlocked in the player's personal night game session "The Demon King and the Brave". 】

…what?

Su Mingan glanced at the system prompts and didn't understand what this person's night game session was.

 Is it a branch copy of an independent space?

Looking at this time reminder, I guess we won’t know the specific content until the evening.

 He looked at a memory here, but time outside did not stand still. It was almost nightfall.

He walked for a while and saw the soul hunting registration point which looked a little deserted. The person in charge of registration fell asleep on the table and there was no one queuing in front of the table.

 It is now the third day that the dungeon has been opened, and most players have already signed up.

Su Mingan looked around the circle and knocked on the table: "Sign up."

The middle-aged man with unshaven beard raised his head sleepily: "Name, ability direction, fill in the form by yourself next to the camp points exchange office, go to the back room...huh?"

 He glanced at Su Mingan and suddenly became energetic.

“Young man, why do you look so familiar to me...?”

Su Mingan was stunned for a moment.

 The middle-aged man rubbed his eyes and looked around him again.

 After thinking for a moment, the middle-aged man gave up the memory and his tone became cold again.

“Forget it, I can’t remember. Sign up for soul hunting, right? Fill out the form next to it.”

Su Mingan filled out the form and took out the Duke's forged identity certificate.

“…So it’s a soul hunter from the Art Empire?” Looking at this letter of certification, the middle-aged man’s eyes suddenly lit up: “Wait a minute…S-level soul hunter?? Great!”

 The attitude of the originally lazy middle-aged man suddenly changed 180 degrees.

As if seeing a relative reunited after a long absence, he leaned forward suddenly and wanted to hold Su Ming'an's hands:

"Sir... S-class soul hunter!" He said in a serious tone: "There happens to be a very important hidden mission for you... Because the location of the mission is a bit awkward, no one has ever taken the job. I It looks just right for you.”

 “Where?” Su Mingan was a little curious.

The location is awkward? Could it be the royal city?

 “Flower Street.” The middle-aged man said each word.

Su Mingan: “…”

Su Mingan: "Am I just right?"

 (End of this chapter)