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Chapter 309·Three hundred and seven·"Vandilon 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 lighten, and then his field of vision changed, as if he had changed places suddenly.

In front of it is a floor-to-ceiling window, surrounded by a sun-drenched garden. "He" was standing in the room covered with red carpet, holding the pendant on his chest, as if he was waiting for someone.

...This should be Su Rin's memory.

Su Mingan tried to move, but found that he couldn't move, as if he was confined in this past body, he could only look out through Su Lin's eyes.

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

Su Mingan saw the luxurious layout of the room. It was a room full of books, with floating crystal balls and quills in the corner, and the emblem representing the Art Empire on the wall.

There was a light knock on the door, and then, a head of brilliant blond hair slowly entered his vision.

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

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

Su Lin invited Saya to the manor.

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

"Saya, come and take a look." Su Rin said in a gentle voice.

On his desk, there is a book open.

Saya walked over slowly.

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

"There is nothing you can't understand." Su Rin said softly: "Books are something 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 feel the power of Fan Dilun at that time. Write down the mood of this book."

"Painful and struggling, desperate and free." He summed up softly: "The world is like a huge amber, and he is a frozen person struggling forever in it."

Saya nodded: "I have heard the story of Fan Dilun."

"Can you talk to me?" Su Lin said.

Saya coughed lightly:
"I heard that 300 years ago, the priest Van Dillon released white doves before the church was burned down.

He did not hide or escape in the fire, but sang loudly, saying that he had gone to the kingdom of heaven with the white dove and gained supreme freedom. Saya said: "However, the knights of the church saved him from dying in the fire."The surviving Van Dylan should have been happy because of this, but he was depressed all his life... He said that his soul had already returned like the kingdom of heaven, and what was left was only a body solidified by the world. "

"—He wrote this oracle with a broken heart, so that he, who has already flown into heaven, can convey to people through that body that heaven still exists, and he will write honorable names for great people..." Su Lin smiled : "He is a soul imprisoned by the world, an existence hindered by the body. The kingdom of heaven is not a place to receive the dead, but a hot land to accommodate such a noble soul..."

"Rin, I'm very glad that you shared this book with me." Saya showed a decent smile on her face, mixed with a trace of shyness: "Now, my understanding of this book is too shallow, and I will definitely read it in the future. Will read this book carefully."

Su Mingan looked at Saya carefully through Su Rin'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. Saya's appearance is not much different from when she was on the boat.

Su Mingan observed for a while, and gradually discovered that Su Rin's behavior was also completely different from normal people.

In conversations with Saya, he appears to be an avid reader, capable of quoting the right sentence on any topic, while at the same time, he seems to be a religious priest whose words are interspersed with paradox. Saya's induction, inducing her to understand the gods in his mouth.

His way of speaking was gentle and restrained, and at the same time mixed with some fanaticism that made Su Mingan feel a little terrified, it seemed that if Saya in front of him disobeyed his intentions a little bit, he would suddenly change his face.

But Su Rin grasped the topic quite well.

This conversation, on the surface, was quite calm.

After continuing to exchange a few words with Saya, Su Rin smiled.

"Saya, do you think immortality is a good thing for human beings?" Su Rin asked her softly.

"Should... yes." 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 lifespan and health problems. For human beings' own progress and In the long run, I think it’s a good thing.”

There was a smile in Su Lin's eyes.

"Saya, do you want to live forever, then?" he asked.

Saya's eyes froze slightly.

"Does Rin want to live forever?" she asked.

"think."

"What a coincidence." Saya laughed: "If Rin thinks, I think too."

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

Her facial features are bright and gentle, and her temperament is not ordinary, like a princess walking out of a castle in a fairy tale.Just standing quietly on the red carpet, bathed in the sun, as if glowing from the inside out.

After pondering for a moment, she said softly: "A long life... If I have someone else to accompany me, I don't think it is 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 the pretty face filled with a gentle smile.

She saw that Su Rin, who was smiling at first, had a blood-red luster flowing in his eyes.

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

Red eyes, souls.

Saya, who is still young, doesn't understand why Rin is a soul clan.

"What's wrong?" Su Rin stretched out her white gloved hand.

Facing the girl who seemed to be born to shine, he drew the curtain aside to block the glare of the sun, and made a standard invitation gesture.

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

Saya screamed, turned and fled suddenly.

The lights flickered on the platform, and an extremely long shadow was dragged behind the fleeing girl.

Su Lin's eyes were puzzled.

"Miss Saya?" He called softly.

Saya fled through the door, her long blond hair draped behind her, glinting in the warm light.

Su Rin followed unhurriedly, as if she had predicted the ending.

"Miss Saya, walk slowly, be careful where you step." Su Rin's footsteps were unhurried, but extremely fast.

The blood light reflected in his eyes, he followed the girl's pace all the way, and gently pressed her shoulder with his hand.

His fingers turned into claws and pierced into his own heart.

The golden liquid dripped from his fingertips, and he held Saya gently, but it seemed effortless, like holding a small white mouse.

The lights flickered.

Black shadows swayed on the wall, like giant beasts lurking in the night began to haunt.

The breeze blew across the pages of the book spread out in the room. When the pages were flipped, there was a paragraph of Su Rin's notes on the title page:

[And still die. 】

[...but I will live forever. 】

……

"Fan Dilun's body is dead."

"But his soul, as if imprisoned by the world, cannot ascend to the kingdom of heaven."

"He lived a melancholy life, like a coelenterate with simple physiological functions."

"The knight who rescued him found beautiful flowers and precious treasures for him, but he abandoned them."

"In utter desperation and struggle, he wrote the Oracle."

"He fantasizes that his lost self has ascended to heaven and coexisted with the gods, and this body on the ground is his messenger, and he wants to write glory for the world."

"He wrote honorable names for himself in heaven, and delivered oracles for mortal bodies."

"His verse will perpetuate his reputation."

"Since then, he has seen the meaning of dormancy and pain."

"His body is there to convey the brilliance."

"He will still die."

"But the splendor of Heaven shall make his name live forever."

"But Van Dylan doesn't know..."

With a "snap", Su Rin closed the book in his hand.

Facing Saya who was lying on the ground, he spoke extremely fanatical sentences in an extremely soft tone.

"The god is clearly dead."

"He who ascended to the kingdom of heaven, he who obtained eternal life, and he who was blessed by the world."

"I thought I heard someone's words, but after all, it was just a mortal body breathing."

"...illusions do not become real."

"He who is so desperate, so full of hope, so struggling, and so free." Su Rin said, pulling aside the curtains:

"...It's just an ordinary creature 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 slowly getting up.

"Do you understand how this story ends, Saya."

Saya opened her eyes.

It was 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 looks very much like Van Dylan whose soul is imprisoned by this world in the story.

[Eternal life is the harshest shackle. 】

This is a blood-red record he saw in Su Rin'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 before his eyes, and he felt a little heavy.

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

This Su Lin...

It’s really looking forward, looking backwards, looking back and forth in a 360-degree spiral,

Neither are good people.

He tricked Saya to come to the manor, transform her, and let her change her life.

Moreover, judging from this memory, Su Rin has obviously planned for a long time, and even has plans for the follow-up.

The story of Fan Dilun mentioned by Su Lin can clearly reflect many things.

Su Mingan paused for a moment, then took a step.

There are many things hidden in this memory of Su Rin.

But Su Mingan's first priority at the moment is to sign up for the Soul Hunting camp.

"Ding dong!"

The system beeps.

[After accessing the identity information of "Su Lin", the Su Lin identity panel has been opened. 】

【Name: Su Lin
Special abilities: transformation (you have mastered how to use it), confusion (you can unlock it by clearing the first level of "The Devil and the Brave"), control enchantment (you can unlock it by clearing the third level of "The Devil and the Brave")]

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

……what?
Su Mingan glanced at the system prompt, but didn't understand what this person's night game session was.

Could it be a branch copy of an independent space?

Looking at this time reminder, it is estimated that the specific content will not be known until evening.

He read a memory here, but the time outside is not static.It was almost night at this time.

He walked for a while, and saw the somewhat desolate soul hunting registration site. The person in charge of the registration fell asleep on the table, and there was no one in line in front of the table.

It is now the third day of the dungeon opening, and players have generally signed up.

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

The unshaven middle-aged man raised his head sleepily: "Name, ability direction, fill in the form next to it, and go to the back room from the faction point exchange office... huh?"

He glanced at Su Mingan, and suddenly became energetic.

"Young man, why do I see you so familiar...?"

Su Mingan was stunned.

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

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

"Forget it, I can't remember. Sign up for Soul Hunting, right? Just fill out the form next to it."

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

"...So it's the soulhunter of the Art Empire?" Looking at the letter of proof, the middle-aged man's eyes suddenly lit up: "Wait... S-level soulhunter?? That's great!"

The originally lazy middle-aged man suddenly turned 180 degrees in his attitude.

As if seeing a long-lost relative, he leaned forward suddenly, wanting to hold Su Ming'an's hands:
"My lord...Master S-rank soulhunter!" He said in a serious tone: "It happens that there is a very important hidden mission for you... Because the location of the mission is a bit embarrassing, this task has never been accepted. , I think you are just right."

"Where?" Su Mingan was curious.

Embarrassing location?Could it be Wangcheng?

"Flower Street." The middle-aged man said word by word.

Su Mingan: "..."

Su Mingan: "I'm just right?"

(End of this chapter)