I broke up with Merlin [Comprehensive]

Epidemic, this is a word that will make people's complexion change instantly when it is heard at any time.

Which naturally includes the present.

"Epidemic, epidemic?!"

The old priest's voice of astonishment suddenly sounded with great horror, breaking the atmosphere that was not so tense before.

It turned out that he didn't know...

But it's not surprising, if not on the way here, Cyril had already told Giotto and G about this amazing thing in advance, and the teenagers would show even more disbelieving and distorted expressions at this moment.

That word originally represented the ultimate horror. Not long ago, the teenagers studied with Cyril and learned some knowledge about the epidemic from him.

At that time, they were just studying, except that they couldn't help trembling when they heard that there were many terrible consequences, and subconsciously felt a little fear.

Unexpectedly, the "horror" really happened when most people didn't realize it.

"Doctor, why do you say that?"

Now, the old priest didn't care about liars or not. The matter was of the utmost importance. He quickly stepped aside and led the newly arrived doctor to the inner room where the patient was, asking questions in astonishment.

"I never thought it would be this serious."

Cyril quickened his pace, and only paused a little when he passed by the magician who first told him about the situation.

Before he looked sideways at him, the corners of their clothes bumped into each other as they moved forward, and they rubbed past each other gently.

"When I got the news from His Excellency Merlin, I thought it was just a common illness, but after doing a temporary investigation, I found out that the matter might not be that simple."

"As for why it was directly judged to be an epidemic...Father, you will find out after a while."

The young man who had contracted the disease was sent to church by his family the day before yesterday.

When he first came here, he only had a high fever, his whole body was weak, and he was sweating profusely.

The consciousness is clear, and this poor young man can still express his inner fears to the identity who came to comfort him: he feels that his strength is constantly being lost, the blood is about to flow out, and death is about to come.

Father Joel is a kind and compassionate man. Although his strength is weak, he has been trying his best to help the poor believers who are struggling on the edge of life and death.

He knows a little bit of medical skills, and he can treat some minor illnesses that are not serious.So, people who trust him will send sick relatives and friends to church, just like this time.

Father Joel didn't really take it seriously when he heard the frightened voice of the young man, as if he had received an omen.

He regards this as the patient's cranky thinking, and many patients will have this situation, and when their condition improves, they will recover.

As a result, it was the next day, which was yesterday.

Waking up early in the morning, Father Joel went to see the young man who was sleeping peacefully in the lounge. He thought that the young man's fever would subside after one night, but the fact was that the fever did not subside, his neck, wrists, and other exposed skin Layers of red rashes appeared everywhere, which was very scary to look at.

It was at this time that the priest vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

With his superficial medical skills, he really couldn't find the reason for the aggravation of the young man's condition.Just when I was anxious, a man who claimed to be a distant relative of the former priest came here.

The previous priest passed away 20 years ago, and the identity of this white-haired man who came suddenly is unknown.But Father Joel believed him when he saw the portrait of his respected predecessor, that is, the former priest, brought by the man.

The elder he was looking for was long dead, and the man looked disappointed.However, in addition to his disappointment, he just ran into this difficulty that Father Joel couldn't cope with.

After learning the details, the man kindly suggested that he could ask a doctor he knew to come and take a look—this was the whole story before Cyril came.

So much for the memories.

"Just let us go in for the time being. Your Excellency, don't come near."

The blond young man who stopped at the entrance of the lounge and brought the medicine bag stopped the priest who subconsciously wanted to follow, but did not stop the teenagers who followed closely.

"What?" The old priest was taken aback, "Then what should we do with these two children, no, absolutely no, doctor!"

Cyril said: "No, you misunderstood. I didn't mean to let them take risks. I just let them study at a close distance under the premise that their safety can be guaranteed."

The old priest certainly didn't know how he got his calm self-confidence, but it didn't sound like arrogance full of nonsense.

Before going in, Cyril held the door, and finally his eyes fell on someone who had been waiting for a long time.

"During the time I'm treating the patient, I will trouble... Your Excellency Merlin."

Cyril said: "Please, tell the priest what we have found."

"Okay, I'd be happy to share your worries."

The white-haired magician laughed.

It can be seen that he is very happy, and the meaning that this smile wants to convey is also unspoken.

——Dear interviewer, the third interview... Am I qualified?

"Dear interviewer" received this smiling and confident gaze.

Still no answer.

When Giotto and G took advantage of the sluggish priest not paying attention, they sneaked into the lounge, and Cyril, who was holding the door, let go, and he himself took a step forward.

When the door gradually closed, it was about to cover his face.

Very quickly - so quickly that it was restored after only a short comparison, Cyril looked indifferent, and without showing any flaws, he overlapped and crossed the index fingers of both hands to form a "ten".

Merlin (keen): "Huh?"

Does this mean very much?What is the total score?How much is the pass line?Passed or failed again?Ah, I can't figure it out, can you give me an accurate word, my dear——

At this time, Merlin hadn't realized that in his heart, His Excellency the Duke, who was as upright and noble as the sister of the knight king, who was absolutely impossible to have bad thoughts, was clearly teasing him and deliberately dragging him.

It's all his own fault for putting on an overly shiny ultra-thick filter for himself, and without thinking about it, the noble knight king can be blackened into Alter who beats the teacher without blinking, and the duke, who has such a wicked nature, gradually It is not surprising at all to open the door to the new world and return to the true self.

Well, when things are "revealed", how sad the Lord Magician, who is unwilling to accept the reality but has to accept it, will be, now you can imagine.

The current Merlin, only when his curiosity and thirst for knowledge were all aroused, he seemed to see the corner of the serious-faced dear's mouth twitching in the blink of an eye——

"Snapped!"

Then there is no more then.

Anyway, Merlin didn't confirm until the end whether the Duke who closed the door smiled happily at him.On the contrary, from the crisp closing sound of the door, he could hear a trace of the cruelty of being isolated from the outside.

Merlin: "...I think I'm thinking too much. Well, I must be thinking too much."

Priest: "...???"

Okay... let's just treat it as passed?

The magician who can't figure out the voice of his lover has to give up for the time being, and the priest who is confused and anxious is about to regard them all as liars needs to be comforted.

The affinity in the practical skills mentioned with the "interviewer" is really worthy of the name.

"Hey, don't be nervous, Father Joel, since my friend said so, then the two children will be absolutely fine."

The magician who put on a smile again took the initiative to face the priest, and forced the priest to forget the key loophole with very convincing words - didn't the two just meet each other? Why can a man who has been staying in the church explain it in place of the doctor? up?

"While they are busy inside, I want to talk to you about the incredible things that happened in the land of the slums."

"The people who live near here have always drawn their water from the well near Giotto's house, have they not?"

"That's right... But recently, the well seems to be blocked by something, and there is not much water flowing out, so people have gone farther to get water from other wells. So, what's the problem?"

"Then I have to tell you with regret that my friend did an urgent investigation before coming here, and finally found that the source of the disease was the well water from that well. The patient must have been lazy and had the misfortune to drink the well water there." .”

"?!"

It's amazing.

Immediately after the blond youth, Merlin's words also gave the old priest a huge shock, almost causing his legs to go limp, and he fell to the ground.

However, shock was shock, and Father Joel's sanity started to work again dangerously after being hit.

He found a loophole in the words of the two weird men one after the other, and asked in disbelief: "Wait, how did you know what your companion discovered?"

"Haha, dear priest, you asked a good question."

Unexpectedly, the magician who was caught in the "leakage of lies" was not in a hurry at all, and did not show the slightest timidity, but smiled even more happily.

Merlin looked at the priest and said solemnly: "This is because my 'friend' and I—"

"We agree with each other, we have the same mind, and we can understand each other's thoughts just by looking at each other. Hmm, that's it."

Father Joel: "..."

The other party explained it too naturally, and there was no sign of lying at all.Yes, he is so full of confidence.

It was so reasonable that the priest was speechless for a while.

After a long while, the kind priest, who is easy to believe in others, choked, changed his mind rather reluctantly, and said:

"...You two seem to be really good friends."

In fact, Merlin cheated with clairvoyance: "Well, it is indeed very affectionate."

"what??"

"Oh no, a slip of the tongue. What I said is... yes, we are very good friends who love each other!"

……

Fortunately, Cyril is very busy now, and he didn't pay attention to the selfish remarks made by His Excellency Merlin outside. Otherwise, the perfect score of [-] for the magician will become zero with great regret.

Oh... full marks?What perfect marks, did he mention this content just now?

Because it is very clear that as long as you say it clearly, the honest Lord Merlin will make a big difference, so Cyril chose not to say anything and let Merlin understand it by himself.

What needs to be explained is that in these days when he goes out from time to time, he is of course doing business.

It is Cyril's consideration not to bring the two children.

The place he was going was not far away, within the confines of the slums.But because it is not a dark place suitable for minors to patronize, Giotto and G can only honestly look after the house.

With him was Merlin.

Your Excellency Merlin is naturally indispensable wherever he goes. For some reasons that need not be stated, Cyril did not strongly object to traveling with a magician.

Where the two of them went had been mentioned by Giotto.

It is the same as the mysterious bar that is recognized by the poor as "inaccessible", and it is even deeper than that.That is the territory controlled by the real mafia. It is not on the same level as the gangsters chasing Giotto, so it is needless to say how dangerous it is.

Cyril did not suddenly become interested in the Mafia.

"Since I have come to this place and plan to stay for a long time, of course I have to learn more about the specific situation here."

He said so to the magus who insisted on following, while frowning as if without a trace.

"It gave me a very uncomfortable feeling here."

"The reason?"

"Indifferent atmosphere, numb people, dead atmosphere, all of these."

But the root cause is obviously not here, so I want to investigate.

"As I said to Giotto, I am very concerned about the dead who appear in the streets with their chests cut open."

"Well, isn't that what the 'Mafia Party' would do? In this world, it's still within the normal range."

"I have only a very superficial understanding of this group." Cyril said.

"Gangji and the others should not be used as a reference, and neither should Bailan Jesso. Isn't Giotto going to become the boss of the largest mafia in Italy in the future? So, I hope to use this opportunity to do a thorough understanding, too. Prepare for the future."

"Ah... You haven't formally accepted this student, have you already thought about planning for his future? What a good teacher and elder."

Merlin's tone was a little bit embarrassing, but please believe that there is absolutely nothing sour in it.

He only said softly: "As far as I know, the facts you will learn will not be very pleasant. However, since you insist, then I will go with you."

As mentioned earlier, for some reason, Cyril did not refuse.He is not worried about being discovered by a magician. In addition to his sense of responsibility as a teacher (soon to be), he does have a desire to understand in-depth understanding of strange things that he has never understood.

It is rare for the two to come together harmoniously, and the atmosphere is also rare to be less rigid, as if they are really good "friends".

They didn't have a specific goal, so they randomly found a force that had tried to find Cyril's clinic, and sneaked into its base secretly.

Nothing to do but observe—that was Cyril's plan.

As it turns out, all you have to do is watch.He and Merlin just stood in a corner where no one could notice, watched silently for a few days, and witnessed more than a dozen blood-splattered chaos, many of which were directly fatal gun battles.

In this special situation where there is no legal system, human life is the cheapest.

In addition, there are even more things that have crossed the bottom line of normal people and plummeted to the bottom. If you don't see it with your own eyes and experience it yourself, it is difficult to accept that this is reality-just say it from your mouth, you will feel ashamed to speak.

Nightmare, who has lived for thousands of years, is no stranger to these dark things that humans like to do most. Although he always says that he likes humans, he probably still can't include the bad things of humans.

He was not surprised by it, but when his pure and innocent lover saw such a filthy thing that dirty his eyes, he was very unhappy in his heart.

However, it is not feasible to persuade Cyril not to look any further.

"If you remember, it's not the first time I've done something like this."

The Duke, who was deeply disgusted, didn't look very good-looking, and his face was a little pale, but his eyes looking straight ahead were as bright as before, and his stubborn heart remained unchanged.

"If you don't face the undercurrent because you are afraid of the darkness and feel that you can't accept the undercurrent under the darkness, then it is impossible to get everything I want to know, let alone figure out a way to deal with it." Cyril said in a deep voice, but never Thinking, these words really brought back memories of the magician's long time ago.

Right.

Merlin remembered that at the very beginning, the important reason why this Your Excellency made me, who hadn't taken the initiative to approach him on a whim, was that, as a great nobleman, he would always go to the towns outside the castle and even Run in the village.

He doesn't mind getting closer to his people, no matter if it's an ordinary town, or a mountain and field where other nobles turn pale, he will go wherever he can.Drought, flood, food shortage, etc., are all his worries.

Merlin also remembered the confusion in his heart at that time.

He didn't understand why the duke insisted on making it difficult for himself, even though his own situation was not very good, he insisted on doing such a thankless thing.

The incomprehension at that time may not be fully understood until now, thousands of years later.

Just like what Cyril himself said - only by seeing it with your own eyes and coming in person, can you truly know what the difficulties and pains the people have endured.

Otherwise, sitting in the castle and thinking that the world is peaceful, then what qualifications does he have to manage this land as a lord.

"If Giotto is determined to take this path, I will take him to see it again."

"Well, this has the demeanor of a strict teacher again. It seems that in terms of being a teacher, I can give you less advice..."

In short, with Cyril's strong insistence, they continued their observations in unison.

The blond-haired youth turned pale many times, and the number of times he was so nauseated that he almost vomited was not uncommon.At this time, the benefits of being accompanied by a magician of flowers are finally manifested.

The magician's body always has a faint fragrance of flowers.

This sweet smell is usually not prominent, but in a narrow and dark place, it can drive away the pungent bloody smell that permeates the air.

On Cyril's face, he didn't want to show that he still didn't like the smell of blood and was slightly annoyed.

In front of him was a scene paved with blood, and he just unconsciously, little by little, moved closer to a place that made him a little more comfortable, that is, to the side.

Of course, when he was about to touch the magician, the conditioned reflex made him stop all of a sudden.

It stands to reason that the distance can be re-expanded at this time, and Cyril actually did so.

He kept silent first, and moved his left hand, which was only one centimeter away from the magician's right hand hanging by his side, with a little discomfort—and then, on the way back.

"..."

The fingers of the left hand were quietly held first.

Cyril's heart trembled slightly, but he controlled his expression, and when he tried his best to look up calmly, he saw the white-haired magician also looking at him.

"Haha~?"

The magician frowned and smiled at him.

Cyrillic:"!"

Did he read it right?You must have read it wrong, no, you must have read it correctly... When Your Excellency Merlin was smirking, there were flowers floating on the side of his face!

Because of the gaudyness of this man, he has lost his words—Cyril will not admit that he was so shocked by this flowery and flashing smile that he forgot the fact that his hands were still being squeezed.

Ok.

That's it... Well, anyway, His Excellency Merlin is as always people want to ignore.

Well, yes, Cyril, who still didn't realize that he was holding hands with someone, was calm.

It is better to skip the unimportant details quickly.

The two of them watched quietly for so long, most of the time they were able to stand by and watch what happened in front of them.The few times I intervened, I saved people who had nothing to do with "black".

Cyril's sympathy never overflows unconditionally. He has no sympathy for the murderous and unclean mafia/party, and will not interfere, nor will he put himself on the "justice" side to punish it.

As long as innocent people who should be living well are not involved, he will be moved by how people from the dark forces fight, but he will not sympathize.

Yes, it has been made very clear - no innocent people are involved, this is the bottom line that Cyril believes.

It's such a simple one, yet...

When learning about the condition of the patient sent to the church from Merlin, Cyril discovered the truth directly.

He was on his way to the church, and a few fragmentary scenes suddenly flashed before his eyes.This episode made him stop suddenly, then reversed direction, went straight to the well that was temporarily unused, and extracted the virus enough to infect the human body from the well water that had been accumulated again.

A few days ago, he and Merlin witnessed a certain mafia/party family conducting experiments in private, which happened to involve the plague virus that would cause huge casualties if it was left out to the outside world.

The bottom line was thus broken.

'I am angry.This world, which I had never touched before, was more hopeless than I thought. '

Cyril thought so when he was treating the first innocent victim.

He looked at the two teenagers who were busy beside him, saw clearly the concentration and worry on their faces, and couldn't help thinking that they who chose to become a member of the darkness in the future——

No, these two teenagers chose not to plunge into the darkness, but to use their own light to bring a beam of light to the originally dark world.

It has not yet reached such a distant future, and it is uncertain whether the future will change, but Cyril believes so inexplicably.

'In that case. '

'Decided.Whether it will change or not, from today onwards, I am their guide. '

His fighting spirit... Oh, it should be said that he has never looked forward to it like this.

Can you light up a lighthouse on the shore surrounded by darkness with your own hands.

"Assuming that I have passed your test, Cyril... Then, for the next journey, would I have the honor to walk with you again, dear lord?"

"...You, finally came to the ground."

"Huh? Cyril, what did you just say?"

"No, you heard wrong."

Oh, he didn't say anything.