[The Phantom of the Opera] Redemption

Eric held the bow in his hand tightly, and after a long time, he said slowly: "I don't know what's on your mind, and I also understand that all of this must be at the behest of Mitchell, I can wait , but I only give you two months to tell Mitchell, if he hasn’t come back after two months, he will never come back.”

Ans lowered his head, his face was embarrassed. Mr. Eric was also a smart man, and he had completely seen through their little thoughts from the very beginning.Now I can only bless the master to come back within two months.

Eric dropped these words and went upstairs without turning his head. If he didn't allow this matter, Mitchell Bartley must come back unharmed.This is his bottom line.

When Eric walked back to his room, Ans breathed a sigh of relief, "It seems that our actions seem to be much easier. As long as there is no problem with Mr. Eric, everything else will be a matter of course. I still don't understand, the master is very clear about these two plans, they won't let us succeed, why did he have to bring it up."

Clark frowned, and walked directly past him into the kitchen, "This is the master's business, we don't need to intervene, you just need to do what he ordered."

"Hey, Clark!" Ans took two quick steps and grabbed him, "I'm scared, don't you see it, don't you feel it at all, we only have him as our backer, I suspect that he is playing with fire , If he really played himself to death, what should we do, we will definitely be cleared. No matter what plans he has, I don't care, as long as he is still alive, we are safe, do you really understand? "

Clark looked up at him expressionlessly, and asked seriously, "Ans, have you ever been to hell, to see what the afterlife is like? Or, have you ever really died once? The vampire ritual can only be regarded as half a foot into another world, if you have really been there, you will also believe in the master."

An Si was terrified, he could barely hold his body, and said tremblingly: "Could it be, did he come back from that world?! This is impossible, it is impossible for him to appear in this world. Such a thing."

"Have you seen those creatures that are full of gloom and shrouded in darkness, like holding a scythe? Have you ever been frightened? If you want to live, you must Follow the master, don't think about leaving, don't reveal a word, otherwise, the consequences are not something you can bear."

Early the next morning, Clark helped Eric to the carriage, and he said respectfully: "Mr. Eric, you can only walk the rest of the way alone. I can't appear in the mortal world. I don't exist. I've got everything sorted out, and Anse will help you when I get there. Good luck, please."

The rattling horseshoes swayed there, the strict sentry post, and the dignified huge iron gate everywhere showed that this place is a place that can only be entered and not exited. Even if it has been washed too many times, there seems to be a faint smell Blood. Fishy smell.Ans led Eric with his head down and walked in through a small path. The heavy iron gate was closed at the door, and the dust was flying. Despair grew and spread in this small place.

Ans's voice seemed to come from a long time ago, "Mr. Eric, you can go straight down this road to the end. Mr. Bartley is in the cell right now. I'll lure you away." police."

A vague figure walked to the side road. There were faint lights not far away, and there were noises from people. They should have fallen into their own world.He walked forward steadily. He had lived in the dark underground for a long time before. He was familiar with such road conditions and encountered no obstacles.It's just that, in such a complete darkness, countless thoughts spread and grow, and there is no hope at all.

Eric still walked to the end, Mitchell sat with his back to him, as if watching something, heard his movement, he said calmly: "Eric, I'm really happy that you can come, I'm here It’s not bad here, there are always a lot of jokes for me to watch. It’s still barely enough to kill a little time, but sometimes it’s too lonely.”

"What are you looking at? Isn't there only a wall in front of you?" Eric took a few steps forward, pulling on the railing, chatting like this, as if he had returned to the previous night, and he always knew himself in a soft tone. The story came slowly.

"If you want to see, you can see far away, even everything you want. Come, hold my hand." Mitchell walked towards him gently, the iron chains on his body rattling , his hand held his, with a little coldness.His hand stroked Eric's eyes lightly, and the scene in front of him gradually became clear. He saw the outside through the wall!

Eric looked at him in surprise, and Mitchell smiled: "Eric, this is the world in my eyes. If you want, you can see everything. Those policemen are really sanctimonious, and they are discussing how to get out of the world every day. I get more benefits from me, but they are arguing with each other, otherwise, they would have already won me, it's really sad, isn't it. Let's look a little further, have you seen the streets, common people and expensive. The life of the tribe is very different.”

"This is the world in your eyes. This world is too clear to you, won't you find it too boring." Eric turned his head, and seeing such a scene for a long time is a bit irritating...

"So, I made a bold decision." Mitchell withdrew his power and everything returned to its original state, "When you see too much and know too much, it is difficult for you to maintain any enthusiasm for this world. When everything was not attractive to you, I began to think, I often closed my eyes, unwilling to perceive the outside world, or would it be better for me to die, would it be possible for me to be truly liberated, truly find everlasting peace."

"You came to me today because you wanted to tell me that you made these things up on your own, and you want to truly have eternal peace." Eric withdrew his hand abruptly, "If, you really have If you are so stupid, then I really misunderstood you, Mitchell, what is going on in your heart, I don't understand more and more now."

"Eric, it's a long story that takes me from my birth, I should have died a long time ago, but someone brought me back to life in a special way, no, until now, I still don't understand , Why am I still alive, and have extremely powerful power." Mitchell sat down and said slowly, "It all started with the Black Death that spread throughout Europe in the 13th century."

"At that time, I was just a teenager living in the arms of my parents. They treated me very well, and the people in the family were still able to live. When the Black Death appeared, everything changed. I knew The people died one by one until I was the only one left. On that day, I felt like I was also suffering from the Black Death, and a man suddenly appeared in front of me." Mitchell sighed, "That man Maybe I should be called father, he gave a second life."

"So, this is a story about betrayal?" Eric had a hard time restraining the slight sarcasm in his tone. monster?

"At the beginning, he took good care of my life and made me recover completely. Finally, one night, the nightmare began. He soaked me in unknown blood. I was put into a huge iron coffin and sealed. In the end, he buried me in the ground. That night, he was very happy, and kept chanting beside my coffin in a crazy tone, he How did you put the pathogen of the Black Death into this city, if I carefully selected it, and how rare it is for him to find these materials." Mitchell looked very calm, as if he was telling other people's stories.

"I can clearly feel countless kinds of power moving in my body, and the grievances of the dead are gathering around me. This is a long execution. When I wake up again, I find that, I can easily open the coffin, but in the world, a full 150 years have passed. After that, my appearance has never changed. I once wanted to take revenge, but he He is already dead, and his descendants are also dead. Extinct, and the only one left has become a beggar, dying. From that time on, I suddenly felt a burst of emptiness attacking me. What is it for, why do I still have to stay in this world. So, I made a wrong decision, I left my lifeline in one place."

"You shouldn't be talking about your own ashes, are you?" Eric frowned, "Then you will fall into the bottom line."

"Yes, it is my ashes. Under the crushing of time, no one can withstand the ravages of time. My flesh and body have turned into nothingness. That is the only thing that can curse me. It was my body when I was young. A mistake, it is still floating around, sorry, I don't know where it is now, I can't even remember when I was born, otherwise, it will be my wedding gift to you, I Give you my all."