Endless Debt

Chapter 103 The Key to Sunshine

Cere Velaris, this bastard guy, has too many labels worth remembering, the eldest son of the Night King, the lord of the Night Tribe, the undead, the subversive of the Eternal Night Empire, the kinslayer, the undead...

Savior.

Yes, theoretically speaking, Sere does deserve to be called the savior. Without his betrayal at that time, no one knows the outcome of the Dawn War. Even if the extraordinary alliance can defeat the Eternal Night Empire, they will definitely have to pay an extremely cruel price. price.

"Savior Sere?"

Bologg muttered this and couldn't help but laugh, as if he had heard a bad joke. The reactions of the others were similar to Bologg's, with some showing disgust, some confusion, and some Full of doubts.

The changes in everyone were reflected in Sere's eyes, but he didn't care about these things. After all, if Sere had cared about other people's eyes, he wouldn't be like this.

"What kind of outfit are you wearing?"

The first person to ask questions was Palmer. This was the first time he saw Sere wearing this strange dress. It looked similar to the ancient attire of the extraordinary family.

"The attire of a Night Tribe lord?" Sere shook his clothes and strode over, "Didn't you read the relevant things in the history book of the Clerks family?"

From a historical point of view, Sere is indeed a guy who walked out of the history books, but what he doesn't know is that Sere has personally killed his blood relatives and other Night Tribe lords, and took everything they had Burned to the ground.

In later studies, due to Serre's atrocities, many cultural contents related to the pure-blooded class of the Night Tribe disappeared, leaving blanks in the books.

Sere doesn't care about this, he himself is living history.

"I haven't worn it in many years. It's a little tight and has a strange smell."

Serei loosened his collar. He rummaged through the cabinets for a while before he dug out this piece of clothing from the old things and looked at it briefly. Serei couldn't help but sigh that his aesthetics had not become outdated after so many years. The outfits were designed by Serre.

"Give way, give way."

Sere carelessly walked around the crowd and came to the main seat next to the map. He glanced at Vonn, sat down unceremoniously, and put his feet up on the table.

His expression was full of inexplicable provocation.

Vonn asked, "What are you doing here?"

"What else can I do? Help you solve this crisis," Sere glanced at the map, and then looked at Bologo, "In Bolog's words, I am a professional."

Boluogo walked over quickly, covering Sere like a shadow, and leaned close to his ear, whispering, "Are you kidding? Aren't you not going to get involved?"

"I really don't want to," the smile on Sere's face turned cold, as cold as ice, "but Olivia has left. She has probably stepped into the Land of Eternal Night now, ready to assassinate the Night King."

Boluogo was stunned for a moment. Olivia's figure quickly appeared in his mind. It was hard to imagine that lonely figure actually making such a choice.

"She is forcing me," Sere's words were filled with chills. "She is threatening me with her life, threatening me to help her make up for her mistakes and ruin everything."

Boluogo sarcastically said, "So you're here? For the so-called father's love, or for the guilt in your heart."

Sere hesitated for a moment, with a dull expression on his face, and confessed, "I don't know."

"you do not know?"

"Yes, I don't know. I don't know what my thoughts are, and I don't know what kind of mood I should have."

Sere's words were stilted, completely different from the majestic posture just now, "I'm just... just very angry. I don't want to accept this reality, and I don't want to lose Olivia just like that."

Sere suddenly thought of something, and he whispered, "I seem to understand, I understand what Aisha said to me at that time."

Bologg stood up and straightened his body. He didn't know exactly what Aisha said to him, nor what was going on in Sere's mind, but his arrival did bring a little bit of excitement to the situation. Turnaround.

"What about you, Weier?"

Boluogo looked at the black cat who was sitting on the table playing with the chess pieces, "What are you doing here with him?"

"Me? I have other responsibilities. These things have nothing to do with you. Don't pay too much attention to me."

Weier said as she jumped from the table to Boluogo's side, grabbed his clothes, and climbed all the way to his shoulders. Her furry body squeezed in, feeling warm.

Boluogo said cautiously, "Then...are you considered re-employed?"

"Reemployment?"

Weier was confused for a moment and didn't realize what Boluogo was referring to. After a few seconds, it let out a meowing laugh.

"You are so funny!" Weier patted Boluogo's face with her cat's paw, "Almost, almost, let's call it... labor dispatch!"

Bologg nodded as he listened. As a member of the Undead Club, Bologg knew very well the rules and regulations of the Undead Club. After every undead retires, they can no longer have any contact with the world. In other words, If Sere wants to save Olivia, he must break the rules and no longer be protected by the Undead Club.

But this time, Wei'er also joined in. Thinking of Sai Zong's state again, Boluoge realized that the long-evaded Undead Club was no longer willing to remain silent. They would also emerge forcefully and join this chaos.

"Sere, I have no interest in all the messy things about you, but you said... you said you know a way?"

Vonn's voice became stern, and he hoped Sere was not joking, "Where is that road?"

"Don't be impatient. Now that I'm here, I've naturally made up my mind. As for which path..."

Sere still looked as careless as before, but his timid heart became rare and hardened. He asked Fern again, "Do you still remember the island I mentioned before?"

Vonn subconsciously said, "Island of Eternal Sunshine."

"Yes, it's that island, my true haven... There is a door there that leads directly to the Land of Eternal Night."

Sere said as he unbuttoned his collar, revealing his solid chest, "Fortunately, I happen to have a key that can lead directly to that island."

After speaking, Sere picked up the blood-draining dagger and stabbed his own chest with ease, creating a shocking gash.

Under the sharpness of the metal, the sections of flesh and bone were smooth and smooth. Sere inserted the dagger on the table, then opened his chest with both hands, further widening the wound.

There were bursts of tearing sounds among the flesh and blood, as if someone had torn apart the cloth, or like broken strings. The blood was gurgling out. During the dripping, you could even see Sere's internal organs slowing down. Twitching slowly, behind the transparent diaphragm, the heart beats continuously.

Some people couldn't accept this cruel scene and avoided looking, while others stared at Sere's self-mutilation. There was no pain on his face, but a sense of self-abuse.

"Don't worry, let me look for it."

Sere said as he put his hand into his chest, rummaging back and forth for something in the soft flesh. The smooth flesh and blood stirred with each other, and there was a constant sound of popping and flowing liquid.

In this blasphemous and weird scene, Se Lei looked happy and said excitedly, "I found it."

After saying that, he pulled out an exquisite winding path key from his chest. Vonn remembered this key.

The open wound healed quickly. Serei didn't care about the image. He wiped the key with the corner of his clothes, held it in his hand like a treasure, and held it up high.

"As I said," Sere raised his eyebrows at Vonn, "Such an important thing can only feel safe if it is hidden in one's own body."

Boluogo looked at the blood-stained key, and he vaguely guessed what the so-called Island of Eternal Sunshine was.

Thinking of these, Boluogo once again felt the complexity of human nature, as if it were an ever-changing problem and a knot that would never have an answer.