How to become a sea witch

A portrait of herself would appear in Lambert's room,? This was something Bernice hadn't expected at all.

She tilted her head and looked at the painting curiously for a while, followed what Thiago had just said, and continued clearly: "This is the order of clothes he wore to those victims,? It seems that the next one will be It's my turn."

In all fairness, this is just her complicity based on the current situation.

But Thiago quickly retorted: "No."

Bernice froze for a moment, thinking that he was saying that her guess was wrong. Just as she was about to ask, she heard him continue to say in a calm and natural tone as if he was passing a sentence: "It is impossible for him to hurt you. .”

"Because I look quite similar to this Miss Dakota K,? So even if he catches me,? Then he might not kill me directly, but will keep me for a while? "Bernese thought to herself,? I think it makes sense to say that?" But yes, all the people he found before were human beings who had no ability to resist. If it were me, I would at least fight back. It doesn't matter who hurts whom."

"I believe you have this ability." Thiago said coldly, still staring at the portrait expressionlessly, with a hidden sharpness in his eyes.Flowing ice blue scales loomed in waves at the corners of his eyes and brows. It was a manifestation of power fluctuations or emotional anger, as if he was suffering from some invisible threat.

"But that doesn't mean I want this to happen to you."

After he finished speaking, he looked away, and under Bernice's slightly dazed and surprised eyes, he opened the drawer at the bottom of the closet, and saw a thick stack of manuscripts inside.The new discovery quickly attracted Bernice's attention.

"What is this?" She deciphered the cursive letters on the front page of the manuscript, found the local human language here, and the title read, "Three days later?"

Further down, there are three sentences:

"I am a ghost.

Through the city of misery,? I fled.

Through eternal misery, I fly away. "

"This is a long epic written by a medieval human poet in the New World, Dante Alighieri, song J." Thiago explained, while looking at the title of the home page, "This epic has three parts in total. , hell, purgatory, heaven. For the protagonist in the epic, his beloved female weapon Mu Zhenye is one of the most important guides on this journey, and is also the one who will accompany him to the end."

"That's right. Then the sentence he wrote after three days, is it alluding to this, the three places written in the J song?"

"maybe."

As Thiago said, he gently flipped open the manuscript in his hand, skimmed through the contents of the first page and the next few pages, and found that it was an unfinished opera script.

"Remember who he was at the St. Clair's Theater?"

"External director."

"It looks like that's the script he's writing."

Probably out of concern that they could not stay here for too long, Thiago flipped through the pages very quickly.Then he realized that the script seemed to be based on Lambert Greer's own experiences.

The hero of the story is a half-human, half-vampire who grew up in the human world. Because of his blood, he cannot be exposed to sunlight for a long time and his blood-red eyes have made him discriminated against since he was a child. In a room in the house that has no windows and no sunlight comes in.

The whole town feared him, loathed him, even hated him.

There is only one exception.

A girl with waist-length hair like black satin and eyes as clear and beautiful as emeralds.

[…After being robbed of the umbrella and losing all protection, Shalvide was exposed to the sun at a glance.Those golden rays of light falling on his skin were brilliant and heavy, as if they had been densely pricked by sharp needles, and soon made his fragile pale skin overwhelmed, gradually glowing a layer of sickly crimson, slightly A tingling sensation begins to grow in the pores.

At this time, a small shadow loomed over.

Shalvide raised his head in a daze, and saw a strange girl standing in front of him holding an umbrella, and said softly, "Okay, the sun is gone now."

The sun, which was so magnificent that it was almost hot, was blocked by the umbrella in the girl's hand, but the bright brilliance did not disappear, but scattered in her light green eyes, like a handful of flames burning from the flourishing emerald sea. The flame instantly ignited Shalvide's pupils.

All things are burnt out, but she is still beautiful. 】

Bernice hurriedly read this description of the first encounter between the two, and then jumped to find the heroine's name.

"Dakota Coulson."

She repeated the name that appeared in the girl's self-introduction on another page, and confirmed: "It seems that it is indeed written based on his own past experience. But he didn't change the name of this human girl."

"Because it's important for him to keep everything reductive about Coulson," Thiago explained. "He needs to feel like he's alive again."

But in the story, the hero's vampire blood comes from his father, and his mother is an ordinary human being.

This exchange, which is completely opposite to the reality, caught Thiago's attention.

He found the clip where the protagonist's father appeared, looked it over briefly, and soon found something worth noting: "The Cheshire Cat said that Greer's mother died during the royal war of the Red and White Queen?"

"That's it."

"It's written here that he was killed by a two-headed demon." Thiago commented while watching, "The two heads of this kind of demon always disagree, but they share the same body, and no one can really kill him." Who will die? It seems that he is using this image of two-headed demons who will fight with each other as a metaphor for the power struggle in the underground kingdom at that time."

"And here."

As Bernice spoke, she just wanted to move closer to another page of the manuscript to take a closer look at a certain paragraph, but bumped into Tiago who just lowered his head and approached her.When she raised her head, a few strands of platinum-blonde hair slightly brushed the tip of her nose, carrying the cool and moist smell of sea water.

She rubbed the top of her hair, only to realize that she was a little too close to the other person, and hurriedly took half a step back: "Sorry, I didn't notice..."

Tiago touched the chin that just hit her with the back of his hand, smiled indifferently, and took the initiative to hand the manuscript closer to her, with a gentle voice: "No need to apologize, just say what you just wanted to say."

"It's here." Bernice tilted her head, pointing to the paragraph where the news of the death of the protagonist's mother was reported by the demon, "Although it was mentioned earlier that the protagonist's father is a vampire, it is really a metaphorical description of this setting. but after his mother's death."

Thiago began to read along the place she pointed:

【…Since that day, everything has changed.

However, the father's sadness and despair didn't seem to last long, and he soon found a new love - a beautiful woman with long red hair and blue eyes like his mother, and the next... and the next... It's like a hunt that never ends.

They all look the same, but they are also different.

Shalvide sat on the roof, feeling that even the moonlight above his head was crimson.

The dull color was so pervasive that Shalvet couldn't tell where it was coming from.Maybe it's the color of the walls of the manor, maybe it's the roses creeping around the house, or maybe it's the flowing hair of the women...]

"It seems that the rumors in the small town of Forspen back then are true, and many things did happen in that manor." Bernice muttered, "But it must not be as simple as the vampire hunting written here."

Looking down, a large piece of flower-like text stretched and bloomed on the page.Different from the orderly and graceful handwriting in front, the writing from here has obviously changed, and the strokes of the words when the hooks and arcs are written together have become a bit scribbled.

Probably in order to achieve the sense of scene in opera art, Bernice found that in the next scene, the inner journey of the hero was portrayed in a particularly delicate but distorted way.It seems that while hating what his father did, he was inevitably influenced by the other party.

【...As a result, Shalvide began to fear. He often woke up in the middle of the night, feeling that the human part that he inherited from his mother's blood was gradually weakening or even disappearing.It was replaced by another kind of malice that had been suppressed for a long time and bred from madness.

Inherited from vampires, inhuman malice.

And only when facing Dakota, he will feel better, and he will be glad that he has not completely lost his former self...]

The content of another page has been read, Tiago raised his finger and gently pushed the page back, and summed up lightly: "It seems that Greer has been completely infected by this familial pseudopsychosis since he was a child." No wonder he now picks his victims in the same pattern as his father."

"What... what disease?" Bernice asked without following.

"Family pseudospermia, in the words invented by humans in the New World, it is also called dual insanity, and it is used to refer to a special phenomenon of insensitivity."

Thiago explained: "This phenomenon usually occurs between very close family members. As long as one of them has a phenomenon such as delusional hallucinations, the other person will also have the same or very similar symptoms.

However, the symptoms of this sperm infection are not stable.When isolation measures are taken in a timely manner, the affected party will usually heal itself, or become a normal person after being treated/intervened. "

"Looks like he hasn't recovered," Bernice said, nodding understandingly.

"He tried to save himself. Look here." Thiago turned to the scene where Shalvide tried to run away with Dakota. "Whether it's true or he made it up, it shows that he once wanted to get out of this environment, but failed."

Bernice followed and looked down a few lines, and immediately understood: "Because Coulson is also dead."

As the Cheshire cat said, the manuscript also said that he died of illness, but it didn't say what illness it was.Even compared to the previous plot where the two accompanied each other and loved each other, Greer's description of the major event of the heroine's death was very rough.

"That's right. It became a direct source of irritation for him, so he quickly developed to the same level as his father, if not more serious."

Continuing on, the thin manuscript paper with a little ink smell rolled up like sea waves with pale lace, and the air flow caused by it scattered the platinum hair hanging from the corner of the page, leaving only the dense black text.

Like a cloudy sky after the sun fades:

【... That room leads to the basement floor, but Shalvide has never entered it.Because his father once warned him that he can go anywhere in the whole manor, but only that room is not allowed...]

【After a long hesitation, Shalvide finally opened the door...】

[The light pierces into the thick darkness of the house, followed by a very strange, very weird smell.Like the dusty wood that is gradually rotting in the dark.

In an instant, countless possibilities flashed through his mind.He couldn't tell whether it was excitement or trembling, and he kept neighing especially high, forcing him to open it a little more, fully open it, and take a good look at what's inside...]

Turn another page.

【...At first, all Shalvide could see was darkness, and the whole room was as quiet as a lifeless tomb. The low and cold ambient temperature gave him an involuntary sense of urgency.

Gradually, the light came on, but not from the top of the head, but from the bottom of the feet.

He lowered his head and saw that he was standing in the center of a huge eye-like totem.

The cold, empty eye stared straight at him, and the fear that came from nowhere immediately overwhelmed him.

For a moment, he felt like a sacrifice being watched over by elves.

At the same time, a huge night crow flew out of the shadows without a sound. Its golden eyes looked very similar to the totem on the ground.It folded its wings, landed on the ceiling and looked down at Shalvide from top to bottom, as indifferently as if looking at a speck of dust.

Shalvide looked at it blankly for a while, and soon recognized that the night crow was a gift his father had received at a banquet before.

It was originally a sculpture, but now it came to life, in this room that his father would never allow him to enter.

Shalvide looked back at it in awe, feeling that even though he was standing in front of the night crow, he was spiritually kneeling in the utmost humility.

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded in his mind without warning: "Disobedient children should be taught a lesson."

He began to tremble, surrounded by the crimson rushing from all directions...]

After seeing this, Bernice lingered on the last sentence for a few seconds, and said thoughtfully, "This 'crimson' actually refers to those parasites, right?"

"Maybe. After all, with Lambert's own strength, it is impossible to create such a parasite under normal circumstances. He must have used other methods, or borrowed something." Thiago said, turning the paper Continue to flip back.

In the plot, the night crow did not kill Shalvide, but reached a deal with him in exchange for benefits - it taught Shalvide how to retrieve Dakota's soul and resurrect her, at the cost that he had to pay for Night ravens provide enough food.

The manuscript did not clearly state what the so-called food was, but combined with the hunting habits shown by the parasite, Bernice felt that she could fully guess it.

However, what she didn't expect was that such a night crow would appear at the same time as the totem of Bright J.

According to Changlong, shouldn't this kind of totem that symbolizes elves be radiant, holy, noble, and solemn?

Why make it look like a perverted villain?

She was a little blinded by the plot of this scene. After scanning back and forth between the totem and the manuscript on the wall of the room several times, she finally asked cautiously: "What does he mean by this arrangement? The image of the crow and the totem of the light J together? It feels like..."

When she said this, Bernice wrinkled her nose and closed her mouth wisely.On the contrary, Thiago continued bluntly after listening to her words: "It's like he was instructed by Bright J to do everything later, right?"

Bernice secretly stared at his beautiful and calm face, unable to answer right or wrong directly, she could only respond in a roundabout way: "It seems that he wants to express it that way."

The story has basically come to an end here.Later, Night Crow led Shalvide to search for Dakota's soul.

Different from the previous detailed description, this plot is arranged in a particularly stream of consciousness, and all kinds of demons and spirits with strong symbolic meanings have all become Shalvide's enemies.Even in the process, he himself gradually lost himself, and all kinds of frantic and clueless emotions filled the lines.

At the end of the story, Dakota's soul finally appeared when Shalvide was about to completely collapse.

Standing under the unobstructed clear sky, she stretched out her hand towards him, her eyes were green, and her affection was gentle, just like when they met for the first time.

Shalvide walked towards her with the last bit of hope, and also walked into the bright and brilliant sun, gradually turned into a handful of fly ash, and since then broke free from the shackles of his body, and will be with Dakota forever up.

And the night crow stood on the window sill and watched all this with cold eyes.

In the window, on a table full of scattered papers, lay a piece of paper with wet ink on it.

It says:

"Long nights, I lie beside her.

In the noisy sea, her cemetery.

There is my darling, my life, my bride. "[1]

The story came to an abrupt end here, and Bernice pursed her lips, feeling that Lambert seemed to have told everything in the opera manuscript, but it also felt like he hadn't said anything.

Those specious pasts, bloodline contradictions, paradoxical totems, and the protagonist's chaotic and intense inner atmosphere are mixed together, making it difficult to distinguish which is useful information in the first place.

But no matter what, in the whole opera, the protagonist's love that is so intensely focused that he regards the other party as the only irreplaceable one and is willing to die for it is too heavy, which even makes Bernice feel creepy.

"What are you thinking?" Thiago said, turning the manuscript back to one of the front pages, staying at the scene of the banquet held in the Red Manor.A strange guest from a faraway place gave Sharveide's father a lifelike statue of a night raven as a gift.

At that time, Shalvide felt that the night crow looked strange, and he never dared to look at it.But his father comforted him unconsciously, this is just an ordinary sculpture, it's not a big deal.

"Oh, it's just incredible to think that these stories are all from Greer's own experience, that they actually happened."

"why?"

Bernice shrugged: "Because I have never seen anyone who can do this for the so-called 'loved person'. After all, this kind of relationship... Ah, I mean, this kind of relationship is very beautiful, it is simply Like those ancient legends."

"Beautiful?" Thiago repeated the word lightly, and then smiled with the corners of his lips slightly drawn, mist seemed to float in his blue pupils, "Do you really think this kind of relationship is beautiful?"

"what……"

"If one day, you find that someone has always loved you the same or even more, will you really feel that this feeling is very good?"

Looking at the gentle and harmless smile on his clear face, Bernice felt an inexplicable chill gradually invade her skin, freezing her thoughts for some reason.

After a while, she turned back to J, forced a smile, and said sincerely: "Your Majesty, you are too good at joking. Who would like a devil like me so blindly? Even if you suffer retribution , that’s not to blame.”

Thiago, "..."

He frowned slightly at Bernice for a long time, as if hesitating to speak, but in the end he turned his face away and only brought the topic back to the manuscript: "Then what do you think about this manuscript?"

"The setting in the opera is quite different from Greer's real situation, even the opposite." Bernice quickly replied, "First of all, he portrayed his father as a vampire. Perhaps in Greer's view , his current behaviors, even the experience of losing his loved one are the same as his father. So he set half of the male protagonist's alien blood as coming from his father, not his mother.

And, to a certain extent, their series of behaviors are indeed similar to vampires, but they have specific hunting goals. "

"As for this crow..."

She pondered for a moment, her eyes resting on the giant all-seeing eye totem on the wall of the room, and she summed up carefully: "I suspect that he may have another accomplice, just like in the manuscript, they reached some kind of long-term The cooperative transaction. And this accomplice is the real creature who can control these parasites."

Thiago nodded slightly: "It seems that we think about the same."

He lowered his eyebrows and looked at the text in front of him, slid his fingertips slightly at the bottom of the narration, and read it in a soft tone that was so blank that there was no warmth or emotion: "'But J is so far away and ruthless, He Our gift is both a blessing and a curse to the creatures of the world'. Quite a clear sentence."

Bernice remained silent, not quite understanding what he meant, simply referring to the fact that this sentence was written so easily that the audience, Lu Yu, could understand it.In other words, this sentence can make such an evaluation of J because the person who wrote it understood it very clearly.

After being silent for a while at that sentence, he suddenly sighed softly, closed the manuscript in his hand and put it back, making it look as if it had never been moved: "It seems that I have to meet this general." J's gift for an anonymous guest of the Greer family."

"Do you know who it is?" Bernice asked curiously, watching him raise his hands casually, a series of bubble-like silver-blue light quickly restored the whole room to its original state, and finally disappeared into the air again.

"It's just a guess." He said, habitually tucking his left hand into his trouser pocket, turned around to open the door, and smiled at Bernice, "Come on, I'll take you home first."

So, don't you need to go find that "guest" together?

Bernice thought for a while, but still didn't ask, she just nodded obediently, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Should be."

She walked out the door and saw through the window in the corridor that the sky outside had begun to drizzle.The sky is dark and cold, and transparent raindrops are winding and falling everywhere. The hot and humid summer rain has watered everything here into a dull, nearly decadent gray.

It looks like this rain will last for a long time, Bernice thought silently.

The author has something to say: [1] From Edgar Allan Poe's love poem "Annabel Lee"

bgm is the introduction of "Illabye?(Single?Version)-Tipper" can't put it down? ? ?

Also... is anyone still reading it? [Weak and weak question] I have finished the exam, and I am working hard to collect the manuscript [Fall to the ground and cannot afford]

If I am guilty, the law should punish me instead of making me code like a turtle.