Endless Debt

No matter how much Belphegor said he was his fan, he could not hide his obvious purpose.

After making a decision in the decision-making room, they confirmed Belphegor's intelligence. The attackers were the Zongge Band, and they were chasing the tenth group.

Belphegor's intervention caused Bologg to struggle for a while. He couldn't figure out whether he was being used by the devil or whether he was being helped by them.

Fortunately, Boluogo figured everything out quickly.

He is only temporarily in the same interest as the devil. When their interests conflict with each other, the devil, who seems like a friend, will stab himself with a dagger without hesitation.

It's just a cold deal.

That's right, just like when the timeline is out of sequence.

Boluogo took out the coin from his pocket. It was strange. It was different from the ordinary Mammon coins. The coin in his hand seemed to be specially made. Even after leaving Opos, the coin still glowed with golden light.

It's interesting to say that this Mammon coin seems to have some magic power. No matter which clothes Boluogo changes into, he can always find it by looking through his pockets.

As if he was afraid that Boluogo would forget it, it was always hidden in his pocket, walking like a shadow.

This sounds quite weird, but Boluogo can barely accept it. After all, things related to the devil are like this. After working for a long time, Boluogo has begun to get used to it.

This Mammon coin has always been with him. No one told Boluogo what to do, but every time he picked up this Mammon coin, he had a premonition in his heart.

The way to get rid of this Mammon coin is very simple, as long as Bologg throws it away. When Bologg throws it away with his own hands, it will disappear completely instead of appearing endlessly in his pocket. .

The devil never forces others, he leaves the choice to himself.

Bologg played with the Mammon coin. It rolled on the back of Bologg's finger, like shining gold in the morning light.

The tyrant once helped him, but it was for himself. When the tyrant did not need him, he would stand against him.

The back of the coin depicts the greedy Mammon, and the front of the coin has the symbol of mercury.

This is the connection between Bologo and the tyrant. Bologo tried to throw away the Mammon coins countless times and sever his relationship with the tyrant, but he gave up every time.

There is always a voice whispering in my head.

"You're going to need him one day."

Boluogo smiled mockingly to himself. Now he could feel the weirdness of the devil more and more. It was like playing with fire. You thought you could control everything, but unknowingly, you gradually became the fuel of the fireworks.

Boluogo thought that every debtor must have had such a mental journey. He felt that as long as he did not sacrifice his most precious soul, he could play with the devil, but they ended up in the same situation.

He clenched the Mammon coin in his hand, the metal rubbed against the mark on his palm, and there was a dull pain from squeezing under his grip.

The iron sentries scattered in the Hazama countries rushed to the scene immediately after the incident and investigated the situation. They found traces of the battle at the scene. They continued to investigate and found many corpses, but they did not find any. Traces of group ten.

After further tracking, the iron sentries roughly deduced the moving direction of the tenth group. They were moving towards the free port.

The Zongge Band launched attacks on the strongholds, not only to prevent reinforcements from the Bureau of Order, but also to prevent the Tenth Group from leaving through other winding path gates.

In this case, the only option left for the tenth group was to head south. The location where the battle took place was not far from the Free Port. As long as they arrived at the Free Port, they could return to Oath City Opos via shipping.

There are shadows of devils behind this incident. On the one hand, it is the actions of the Desire Witch, and on the other hand, it is Belphegor's revenge. He wants to take revenge on the Desire Witch for the corruption of the Unbound Poetry Society.

When the devil was involved in this incident, Rupert's Tail was the most suitable action team to take on this task. Relying on the debtors' sensitivity to the devil, Bologger and others were dispatched here.

Bologo unlocked the fence and pushed it open. He sat down along the gap in the fence, his feet dangling precariously in the air.

The car door behind him opened, and Aimu walked out, "It looks like someone has beaten me to it."

Boluogo turned around, and Aimu breathed hard, as if he hadn't woken up, and his hair was sticking up randomly, like a cat with fried hair.

Aimu took a few steps forward, lay down on the fence, and looked at Boluogo's appearance, "Why, are you in a daze?"

"That's right," Boluogo said. "The scenery along the way is not bad, and it's very suitable for daze."

Boluogo put away the mammon coins and forgot all these damn troubles.

Boluogo has always had a sense of confidence in his heart. He does not think it is arrogance, but that after experiencing countless hardships, he has a heart made of iron.

Boluogo absolutely believed in himself and believed that he would not be lost in the temptation of the devil. He would master this power until the outcome was decided with the devils.

After his mood was briefly uplifted, Boluogo would doubt himself again. Even if he didn't think it was arrogance, this lack of self-awareness was not a huge arrogance in itself, like a paradox that could not be violated.

My thoughts became heavy and fell into an endless loop.

Boluogo sighed and admired the scenery along the way, "I really feel like traveling now."

As the train passed through the lush green fields, Boluogo could see the white sheep and could faintly hear their bleating calls.

Aimu said, "Didn't we just go to Fengyuan Highland? Doesn't that count as tourism?"

As soon as he said this, Aimu remembered Boluogo's experience in Fengyuan Highlands. Thinking about it carefully, it was indeed not a trip, but an overtime job without overtime pay.

"It's different. After passing through the Winding Path Gate, I'm thousands of miles away. It's as if Fengyuan Highland is right next door to the Bureau of Order. It doesn't feel like I'm traveling far away at all. Instead, it feels like I'm buying a cup of coffee on the roadside."

Boluogo thought deeply and thought of a word, "Without the sense of distance, there will be no joy after arrival."

Aimu nodded in agreement, and the sunlight gradually became brighter, which stung people so hard that they couldn't open their eyes. She squinted hard, "Yes, watching the familiar city disappear little by little under the horizon makes me feel like I'm really leaving. "

Boluogo looked into the distance. Just as Aimu said, from this moment on, Boluogo truly felt that he had walked out of Oath City Opos. On that land, he had spent sixty-seven years. .

Sixty-seven years.

Compared with the macroscopic length of human history, sixty-seven years is too short. An undead like Sere may not have played for a few days, and sixty-seven years have passed. But when the perspective is narrowed down to individual human beings, This is often a person's life.

The lives of countless people, the lives of countless people living on this land.

"It's over, I have no impression at all." Boluogo looked at the scenery with a helpless expression and a bit of loneliness in his eyes.

Aimu asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

"You might not believe it," Bologg pointed at the vast world, "I've been here before."

"Did it happen during the Scorched Earth Wrath?"

Aimu knew about Bologg's military adventures. Every time she heard it, she said that Bologg's story could be used to write novels, and he would definitely make a lot of money. Bologg said that the Bureau of Order strictly prohibited field staff from writing memoirs. If you plant something, even if you write a memoir, you must keep it in the Bureau of Order.

"Well, it was nothing like this at that time, and now, any trace of the past is gone, as if what I experienced at that time were all hallucinations."

Bologo lamented that the demarcation of the narrow kingdoms only appeared after the fall of the Holy City. At that time, people more often called this vast land a war zone, where the Kogadel Empire and the Rhine League fought. A life or death.

As a soldier, Bologo personally measured the vastness of the battlefield and appreciated the death of each person.

"It would be great if there was a map. I could also give you a historical tour guide and explain the progress of the war," Bologo joked. "These days, there are not many veterans who have experienced it firsthand like me."

Aimu was silent for a few seconds and couldn't help but say, "Is this the mentality of a young person? It's great."

"What's wrong?"

"Look at you, Boluogo. According to your actual age, you are already a grandfather, but I always forget this. You are no different from a young person."

Aimu believes that as long as you are always full of vitality, time cannot harm you.

"Who knows?"

Boluogo continued to look into the distance, and after a long time, he suddenly said.

"That's what I looked like when I left home."

Boluogo smiled heartlessly and swung his legs vigorously.

"Just like this, sitting in the back of the car, swinging my feet, I thought to myself that this was just an ordinary war, and it might be over before I even got to the front line."

Bologger began to ramble.

"I will get a lot of money, plus my military resume, and find a good university to study for a few years..."

Boluogo fell silent as he spoke. Looking back now, his wishes at that time were really humble and insignificant.

Aimu's eyes were full of surprise, and she asked cautiously, "Are you talking about your past?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

Aimu's expression was a little abnormal, and a progress bar of thinking appeared in his eyes, "Since I met you, you have never mentioned anything about yourself before joining the army."

Not only Amu, but also many people who knew Bologg, their understanding of Bologg was limited to the beginning of his military career, and that was the beginning of Bologg's nightmare.

The story before the nightmare is rarely mentioned by Boluogo, and few people know it.

"You...are like a person without a past."

"How could it be?" Boluogo shook his head. "Everyone has his or her own past, and no one appears out of thin air."

Boluogo stared into the distance, and after a long time, he suddenly asked.

"Want to hear it?"