Chapter 238 More Painful than Death

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"...Can't you accept this knowledge? The human brain should be able to do it..."

The strange voice spoke a language he could understand.

"...Human beings are too limited in their development of the brain...to be able to contain it and not be able to process it...flowing out of the ears?"

It was as if a pair of hands were squeezing his face and throat like an object, opening his eyes and mouth. He felt breathless and painfully nauseated.

"...The center is damaged...fragile...cannot be developed...will go crazy. His mother should not have inherited his extraordinary characteristics...the processor efficiency is too low and the temperature is too high...but this avoids my mind control." …”

Trainor bent down and slammed a ceramic cup on the table to the floor with his palm, smashing it to pieces. Not far away from him, on the music box with the lid opened, two wooden dancing figures were spinning on the music box. The sweet and sweet sounds contained the magic of making people feel peaceful.

Medici sat on the side with earplugs on, eating potato chips. (normal potato chips)

The volume of the music box did not spread out, but surrounded Traynor. Under the effect of the disaster, his pupils turned completely black and he sank into his nightmare.

An invisible hand lifted his head, and he stared at a certain point in the void, but what came into his eyes was the lower half of a person's face.

"...a special child..."

"Keep...maintain..."

A misty voice like an auditory hallucination appeared in his ears, and he was about to see this person's appearance...

At this moment, Medici flew up and kicked the table hard, causing Traena to flip over. The table flew up in the air and hit him on the head with a bunch of debris. The black and white music box also flew up, spinning a few times in the air before falling steadily to the ground and closing the box with a click.

The music that spread the dream of disaster suddenly stopped.

With a "bang" sound, Traynor pushed away the table that was pressing on him and looked at Medici with an indescribable look.

Medici took out his earplugs, crossed his legs leisurely, and ate potato chips carelessly: "I thought about it carefully, and I think the Iron Cross still needs talents like you. After all, they can't even make fake accounts."

Traynor was speechless: "Thank you for closing the music box with your foot. I think you are somewhat dissatisfied with my false account."

"Well, I'm at least 90% satisfied. It would be better if you could find a way to get more military spending."

"You can't make money out of thin air by making false accounts." Traynor stood up, picked up the music box and put it on the table. "The first time I made false accounts, I reduced expenses."

"Reducing, crying out for poverty, being diligent and frugal, working hard and living plainly, so that it can appear that I am working hard to run the Iron Cross Society, and then I can get more funds from the Lord." Medici finished a bag of potato chips, curiously Asked, "What did you see? Strictly speaking, you, a little Sequence Three, can't look directly at the father in your memory. It will kill you."

Traynor shrugged: "I have always felt that I am not very smart compared to my parents since I was a child, and now I seem to have found the reason."

"It makes me happy to say it."

"Don't tell me." Traynor bluntly rejected his boss and asked, "Is that the mythical creature form of that path?"

Medici laughed: "You have to find it yourself."

"Could it be that you don't know either?"

"Boy, I admit that your little trick provoked me." Medici stretched out his hand and said, "Go and settle the account for me."

At this moment, a white-gloved civet cat jumped out of his shadow with a simple letter in its mouth.

"letter?"

Traynor bent down and picked up the cat and petted it. Then he petted the cat with one hand and took the letter with the other. After tearing open the seal without patterns, he took out a large passbook commonly used in Intis Bank. .

Opening the passbook, the amount written inside was a full three hundred and fifty thousand gold louis! The equivalent of more than 300,000 Loen gold pounds!

"Why did my dad suddenly give me pocket money?" Looking at this huge sum of money, the expression on Traynor's face did not change much. He has seen many large transactions, and so much money is just a few more trips. Those who are active in the Northern and Southern Continent can make money. The Southern Continent has made a lot of money recently. The demigods have come to have interviews in person and quietly asked about the development of the "Loadable Talisman Sniper Rifle" and "Electromagnetic Wave Intercom" of the Pilgrimage Sect. Several versions.

"Maybe because of this."

A gash suddenly opened on the left side of Medici's face. Soren's tone was unusually light. Medici's left hand moved unconsciously, and he turned to the back and brought out the latest newspaper.

There was a black and white picture in the newspaper, depicting an old sailing ship that was extremely damaged. This ship doesn't look big, but after a closer look, I realize that the human standing next to it is only the size of a finger. This ship is a rare large flagship, capable of carrying nearly three hundred people!

"Didn't the daughter of the Russell family go to sea to become a pirate? She calls herself the 'Queen of Mystery'." Sauron patted the newspaper with his hand, threw the picture in front of Traynor, and said with some gloating, "This The ship is her Dawn."

Traynor picked up the newspaper and read it. The headline was huge and eye-catching:

"The great pirate 'Mysterious Queen' died in an unknown attack, and the 'Dawn Pirates' were destroyed!"

The report was written with enthusiasm. The Four Kings and Seven at Sea had a very high loss rate in the past two years. First, "Vice Admiral Hurricane" Qilingos lost his mind for some reason and ran into Backlund to assassinate Duke Negan. He killed him, and then he killed the "Lieutenant General of Disease" of the Witch Sect. Now Bernadette is also dead, and there are only three kings and six generals left at sea.

Newspapers are intensely discussing who is responsible for solving this big pirate and the pirate group. The official revealed that "the bounty was asked to be delivered to the predetermined location" and "after waiting for a long time, no one showed up, but the bounty was taken." "Gone" added a layer of mystery to the matter, and caused people to talk a lot - if you don't come to receive the reward in person, if you don't come in person to accept these honors that can be awarded to medals in other countries, then maybe this time The behavior is that of a certain pirate group.

The death of the "Queen of Mysteries" caused quite a stir in the extraordinary world. The "Morse Trappist Order" finally had no rivals, and the Hidden Sage's dominance in the "Peeper of Secrets" path was unshakable. Rather than marveling at her death, more people who knew her identity were worried about whose hands the "Roselle Legacy" in her hands had fallen into.

However, these things are not important to ordinary people. At least in this era where there are no social security and pension measures, and being robbed of money is equivalent to losing one's life, maritime merchants and people traveling by sea can sleep more peacefully. .

"Haha, although I didn't do it, I'm glad that someone solved this matter for me, otherwise I would have to seek revenge from her and Russell Gustav sooner or later."

"Oh, Bernadette's total bounty is as high as 650,000 pounds, and my father gave me half of it. In fact, my financial situation is very good recently, Riel, say thank you to my father for me."

Traynor didn't say much. He put the passbook away and had already thought about where to use the money.

"Aren't you sad?"

"I'm not sad, I just feel..." Traynor organized his words, "I feel a little disappointed. After all, there is one less old acquaintance who can talk to me."

Then he laughed self-deprecatingly: "But when I think about it carefully, Bernadette doesn't like talking to me, so I'm not sad."

"Then are you happy?" Sauron asked, "Roselle's resurrection has been prevented, otherwise, you would have died long ago."

"Happy? I don't feel much at all." Traynor sighed, "I feel like I missed another chance to die. I'm a little disappointed."

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On both sides of the long mottled ancient bronze table, blurry figures stretched and lengthened in the crimson light, and the surrounding area was as quiet and empty as ever, as if no living thing had intruded for millions of years.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool~" "Justice" Audrey's brisk and joyful voice soon echoed in the magnificent palace supported by stone pillars.

Klein nodded with a smile and watched the members simply complete their greetings to each other under the guidance of Miss Justice.

Here, "Hermit" Cattleya undoubtedly seemed relatively silent. In Audrey's opinion, the other party was hiding a lot of things.

After the voices subsided and the members sat down, "The Fool" Klein glanced at Miss Justice first, allowing the "psychiatrist" to instantly understand what he meant. Without raising his hand slightly, he spoke first. He then looked at " Cattleya, the Hermit, thought of the newspaper headlines that were selling extremely well at sea, and felt a little headache, and things became complicated.

I originally planned to hit the "Hermit" lady, but hitting her when she lost someone important felt a bit...

But Ms. "Hermit's" behavior of revealing Tarot knowledge cannot be lightly exposed... How should we properly resolve this matter as a god? Klein was thinking calmly.

After a brief silence, Mr. "Fool" turned his head slightly towards "The Hermit" and spoke enigmatically:

"I originally wanted you to convey, 'Let Bernadette use something in exchange for the answer.' But now it seems that it is not necessary."

Cattleya trembled uncontrollably.

Cattleya herself knew what the implication pointed to.

But not only because of this familiar name, her little thoughts have been discovered by Mr. Fool, but also because the other party once again mentioned the things she tried to escape from - she has barely slept a wink these days, and she has not slept every day. The night was spent searching for any information or news, although nothing was found. She didn't read any newspaper, and those dark fonts were as red as blood in her eyes. After the initial numbness and forced calmness, she was now in a long period of pain.

It was as if the pain of having her heart crushed took over, leaving her stunned and trembling under the gaze of the gods. She didn't know what kind of attitude or words to use to deal with it.

The abnormal state of the "hermit" attracted the attention of others, which was obvious enough that no "psychological analysis" was needed to discover it.

Bernadette? This is a common Intis female name. Who could it be? What answer does she want in exchange? What's the relationship with Ms. "Hermit"? Ms. "The Hermit" made a request in private, and the "Fool" responded with "yes"? No, it’s not like that, it’s definitely not like that. If it was a private request, a reasonable request, Mr. “Fool” would not specifically mention it in front of us, but would directly respond to Ms. “Hermit” when she prayed... He Yes, a warning? "Justice" Audrey forgot to observe the other members. A series of questions first flashed through her mind, and then she used the sensitivity of the "audience" channel to grasp Mr. Fool's true intention.

Immediately, she had a certain guess.

"Ms. 'The Hermit' secretly revealed a little about our Tarot Society to Ms. Bernadette by hinting, because the other party was eager to get some answers... Mr. 'The Fool' was not too satisfied with this, so Directly point out this matter and give the first-time offender a warning?"

"Really, how can you reveal the party to others? I didn't even tell Susie! This will bring danger to everyone. Fortunately, Mr. Fool is here!" Audrey almost forgot about her image and Puffing her cheeks in a ceremonial and educational manner, she realized for the first time that not all members of the Tarot Society had as much sense of belonging as she did, and that they admired and believed in Mr. Fool as much.

"So what does 'no need anymore' mean? Does it mean that Ms. Bernadette has already obtained the answer herself? Ms. 'Hermit's' body movements show strong uneasiness and pain. It doesn't look like it. Could it mean... …”

"The Hanged Man" Alger, "Magician" Forsi, and "Moon" Emlyn also have similar questions and speculations in their minds, but their respective focuses are different:

While Alger was looking forward to what Mr. Fool would do next, he was thinking hard about who Bernadette, a common Intis female name, represented, and why it was worth the risk of the thoughtful "Hermit" to reveal a little bit about the Tarot Society. Intelligence; while Forsi was worried about whether the existence of the Tarot Society would be leaked, he had instantly conceived a story about spies and counter-espionage; Emlyn watched with gloating, thinking that the "Hermit" was simply stupid.

Derrick "The Sun" didn't think much about it, but he vaguely felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere, so he asked half curiously and half puzzled:

"Mr. Fool, who is Bernadette?"

Good question! I thought it would be Miss Justice who would make up for this. Well, she seemed a little angry, so much so that she didn’t want to speak for the time being... Klein secretly praised and replied lightly:

"Roselle's eldest daughter,"

"The owner of the Dawn,

"The leader of the Elemental Dawn."

He revealed Bernadette's identity one by one so that she would have no more secrets in front of the Tarot Society members.

For a moment, everyone except "The Sun" thought of the recent uproaring news, and the eyes they looked at "The Hermit" suddenly became complicated.

At this time, "Hermit" Cattleya had recovered her ability to think. She looked sideways at the top of the long bronze table and said without taking any chances:

"Yes, I made some mistakes and I don't defend myself, they were mistakes."

"Mr. Fool, I dare not ask for your forgiveness, but I beg you to spare my life. I hope to find out the truth and find the murderer. After that, I am willing to dedicate my life and soul to you as atonement. .”

She is retreating in order to advance... The "Queen of Mystery" is dead and she has lost her backer and protection, but she wants to keep her identity as a member of the Tarot Society with all her strength? The Hanged Man frowned on the opposite side.

Does Ms. "The Hermit" value Ms. Bernadette more than her own life? But even if she said this, Mr. Fool still had to make the decision in the end... "Justice" Audrey could taste Cattleya's strong desire to live from the subtle movements and wording of Cattleya's side.

Derrick "The Sun" still didn't understand what happened, and he didn't understand why Ms. "The Hermit" suddenly asked for punishment.

Mr. Fool fell into a brief silence.

"Raise your head," the spirit said solemnly, "look at me."

Hearing these words, "Hermit" Cattleya raised her head without thinking and looked at the tall figure behind the thick gray fog. The deep purple darkness in her black eyes revealed a mysterious meaning, and she saw through the gray fog and saw the "Fool".

Suddenly, Cattleya's eyes became hot and illusory blood flowed out.

Then an evil, terrifying, depraved, and indescribable horrifying roar sounded in her ears. This caused her consciousness to be instantly occupied by extreme pain, and her body began to twitch and tremble uncontrollably. Her face, the backs of her hands, and the unprotected areas of her clothes soon opened with gaps where flesh and blood could be seen. Black worms and white moths squirmed inside, about to form indescribable eyes.

"Is this...the...punishment given to me?" She struggled to organize her fragile thoughts.

Cattleya's suppressed screams and groans of pain echoed above the gray fog. Alger, Emlyn the Moon, Forsi the Magician and others looked at each other in confusion, seemingly intuitively. Feel the pain the other person is suffering.

At the same time, the blurry image became clearer, allowing them to clearly see the physical changes of the "hermit". The disgusting and ferocious scene frightened Audrey "Justice" and suddenly retracted her gaze. She straightened her back, looked straight ahead, and did not dare to move.

Cattleya gritted her teeth in pain and stretched out her hands to scratch the disgusting cracks on her body, as if to stuff these strange eyes back. After two seconds, she initially controlled her voice and controlled it. Her chaotic thoughts allowed her thoughts to rise again from the chaotic brain. She covered the eyes on her neck with her hands, but opened the other eye on the back of her hands.

"The great...god...ah..."

She struggled to speak in a voice that was so painful that it sounded like she was crying. It was hoarse and terrifying. This scene made the Hanged Man, who was initially disdainful and sarcastic, feel horrified, and he rubbed himself with his palms. arms.

"Please...leave my...life..."

Her Majesty is gone, Element Dawn is gone, where else can I go?

If I die here, who else can find the murderer for Her Majesty the Queen? Who else will remember the Queen?

When powerlessness and despair prevail, death becomes the best means of escape. But when there is still hope of revenge, death is the most intolerable thing!

In just three seconds, Cattleya, who had mutated into only the outline of a human, still insisted on talking. "Magician" Forsi and "Justice" Audrey subconsciously reached out to cover their mouths, looked away, and Even the contemptuous "Moon" asked himself in front of this scene, whether he could maintain his sanity under such extreme pain and even continue to plead for mercy, even for the sake of the ancestors and the vampires.

"The Sun" looked at Ms. "The Hermit" and then at Mr. "The Fool" in embarrassment. He tried to speak several times but could not.

He didn't know what mistake Ms. "Hermit" had made, nor what Mr. "Fool"'s attitude was, so he couldn't plead for mercy rashly.

"After... revenge... is over..."

"I am willing...to die..."

At the fifth second when she was tortured by the true creator's murmurs, Klein gently stroked his palms, allowing the gray mist to silently suppress the murmurs remaining on the "Fire" gloves, calming down the "hermit" Cattleya's abnormality. Change.

The "Star Admiral"'s tremors began to subside at a speed visible to the naked eye. The cracks in the flesh and blood on his body gradually closed. His thoughts returned little by little, and he felt everything around him again.

"You have proven your heart, and your faith."

The voice of "The Fool" came from behind the thick gray fog, and it remained unchanged forever: "That's it, there will be no next time."

At this time, "The Hanged Man" Alger said something in a low voice, as if he was warning or saying to himself:

"Don't look directly at God..."

"The Hanged Man" Alger's whisper quickly subsided and disappeared, but it still echoed in everyone's ears, alerting them to a fact:

Although Mr. "Fool" usually has no airs, rarely speaks, almost responds to requests, and gives people a more gentle impression, but he is always a god, a god who cannot be seen, a god who is high and transcends reality!

Cattleya didn't have much reaction to this sentence. In the silence, she stroked the skin where the eyes had been drilled out, recalling the extreme pain and the test of the gods, and lowered her head sincerely:

“Remember your kindness.”

After a short wait, "Magician" Forsi got in front of "Justice" Audrey, straightened his back, looked around and said:

"Everyone, are you interested in taking on a murder mission?"

"The target was a prominent member of the cult."

Thanks to the love of her teacher Dorian Gray, Forsi has been thinking about doing something for him recently.

After thinking about it, she aimed at the Aurora Order messenger who had caused serious harm to the teacher's family, maybe the "Recorder", maybe Mr. X from the "Traveller"!

"He is from the Aurora Society. He is the divine envoy of the Aurora Society. His code name is Mr. X. He is the traitor of the Abraham family, Louis Wayne."

TBC

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"Queen of Stars"

Although it may not be believable, I do like all the characters in the original work.