[Exorcist Boy] The whole world thinks I'm a cannon fodder

"...I still don't think I can say that."

Just when I was suffering from a huge psychological gap, and I couldn't tell whether it was a sigh of relief, or a slight strange imbalance caused by my previous overconfidence, the female voice that sounded a little low suddenly seemed to be far away. The recording device turned to someone next to it.

"If she really doesn't know anything and suddenly throws out such a few names, it would be strange for her not to be confused."

Yes, I was almost suffocated. Although the names of No. 14 and Mana were mentioned by Allen and the others, who was that Silas?Who is this female voice who is speaking?Before confessing my last words, at least I should give a simple and clear self-introduction...

"...If you can get the recording, it means that you know everything you need to know." Then, a low-mellow voice that I have been listening to for several years, and I am so familiar with it that I can no longer be familiar with it came to me without warning and casually. In the ear, "At most, explain to her who I am."

who are you?

What's the meaning……?you are not……

"If you haven't heard the name 'Silas' before," the female voice turned back again, approaching the microphone-like device, "then you should know who 'Kuros Marian' is?"

"—the 'Silas' just mentioned refers to 'Kulos Marian'."

despair.

My fingers on the table moved unconsciously.

All the previously noticed, incomprehensible, and contradictory details were finally connected together at this moment.

……No wonder.

No wonder Martha saw through my disguise immediately after I asked "Where is the master" on the premise that I had already asked "Where is the master?"

It turned out that it was because they... were the same person.

...Wait a minute, let's make another assumption. If Silas refers to the master, then this female voice that I feel I have heard many times, but is slightly different from the usual one, could it be...

An absurd and somewhat uncertain answer faintly emerged from the bottom of my heart.

Could it be the coffin of the Virgin... the Maria?

It turns out that Maria knew Master before she was alive?

How many exorcists did "No. 14" turn against...

In order not to be overwhelmed by any more news, I looked around, and immediately sat down in the room with this low-profile version of Tim, who had no wings or a tail, which was incompatible with all the cold experimental equipment around, but quite On a leather sofa that fits Master's taste.

"If you are rushing to stimulate memory, I think you should start from the beginning...you wait for me to figure out where to start."

...So you who confess your last words, can't you make a draft first?

"Your full name is Cecilia Farley. You are the child of Abel Farley, a nobleman, and Margaret Campbell, the eldest daughter of the three Campbell siblings."

In other words, what Master said about my mother's name didn't lie to me.

But, Campbell...?

I remember that when the drunk man was hypnotized earlier, he seemed to have mentioned that Campbell was the surname of "Mr. Silas", so Master... So it is really related to me by blood?

It's just that it's not father, but... uncle?

...it doesn't seem to be getting any better.

"It is precisely because of this relationship that you had a brief contact with the twins adopted by the second daughter of the Campbell family, Katerina—that is, Mana and Neia—by the way, they were Do you know each other?"

The last sentence is obviously not asking me.

"They are the same age, at least they must have met each other, otherwise Neia wouldn't have recognized her after ten years." Master's indifferent voice came, paused, seemed to suddenly remember something, and sucked Tongue down, "There is nothing like Maggie from head to toe, her father's unique gray hair, and Campbell's red hair and black hair, none of them have been inherited, but Neia insisted that it was Maggie. Ji's children, they insisted on bringing them over to interrupt my experiment at that time... One or two are annoying little ghosts."

In fact, as early as when Martha asked "How much do you remember", I already had some guesses in my heart, and the female voice's sentence "Because I'm not sure how far your memory has recovered" confirmed my suspicion. Thoughts—the object of their conversation is probably not "a certain existence" in me, but "I" myself from beginning to end.

Then the amount of information is too much, let’s not mention anything else, just talk about the same age—is, is it the same age I thought of?I'm the same age as that "Neia" and "Mana"?

But isn't Mana the adoptive father of Allen?

If you are still alive, conservatively estimate, there must be at least forty or fifty now, right?

Me, I'm the same age as him...?

Although I have always had an unrealistic wish, that is, to become the rabbi's favorite older sister - but this is not just an older sister, is this a direct leapfrogging to become a grandma?

"I remember that there was a shipwreck, right?" The female voice, who was probably Maria, confirmed another message with Master before turning back to continue, "It was probably when you were six or seven years old, and your family of four There was a shipwreck on a trip with a friend, and only you survived—I think she might want to know how she survived, what does this place say?"

"...How do I know, she should have only mentioned this part with Neia, but it seems to be related to her great-grandmother... It doesn't need to be so troublesome, just give her a start, here is the magic formula, and the rest Let her think for herself."

...so you call this "there's all the truth you want to know"?

Dare to rely on the audience to make up the truth?

If you met someone with rich imagination—no, even if you met someone with rich imagination, and you said, "There was a shipwreck at that time, and you were the only survivor", who would have guessed what happened in the first place? up...

--Do not.

I was slightly suffocated, and felt that following these words, a familiar yet unfamiliar scene really appeared in front of my eyes - a dark cabin, shadowy and invisible figures around, wet and cold feet And sticky liquid, and abrupt flashing lights.

Much like that dream I had... a long time ago.

And at the end of the dream, I only remember that I was pulled onto the deck, and then there was a strong wind and huge waves, the darkness was thick and dark, and it was icy cold.

"Give it to me." I was a little distracted, and then I heard that this low-profile version of Tim seemed to be taken into the hands of the master, which also made his voice slightly louder than before, but it was as deep and magnetic as ever. It's the same as the one I'm familiar with. "In a nutshell, because you drowned, your brain was blown out, and you can't remember anything except your name, so you wandered outside for ten years."

"It was Neia who bumped into you by accident and recognized you... Only then did you know who you are and where you came from."

I was holding my breath and listening, but I didn't want the other side to suddenly become silent after saying this sentence.A sudden silence suddenly enveloped the entire laboratory, and it took about a minute before there was a stabbing sound inside, as if a match was being struck. It should be that the master lit a cigarette again.

"So, you are grateful for his kindness..."

Wait, is there something missing here?This is kindness?Is this kindness... great?

... Well, if you think about it carefully, it is indeed not small, but I always feel that it seems to be more than that?

As soon as this idea came out, it seemed as if a certain unknown string in the deepest part of my memory was suddenly plucked. I just felt a flash in front of my eyes, and my vision suddenly became a little blurred—as if I was sitting on the cold ground against a wall. , and there was rain like smoke and mist in front of my eyes, and the dim street lamps flickered on and off, floating in the drizzle. "I" lowered my gaze slightly, only to realize that in front of me... a slender, white hand with well-defined bony joints was stretched out, but "I" ignored it. I got on it.

Then, the originally clean hand that belonged to the boy was stained with muddy water and blood.

So...he should have taught...he should have helped me...something.

That's why I am grateful for his kindness and become...

"—became his favorite brother's bodyguard." Master's plain conclusion directly interrupted my thoughts.

I:"……"

But I always feel like that's not the case... At least, it's not just that...?

But if I really want to show any evidence, I can’t. I just feel like there is a thin layer of something in front of me. It’s already peeling off, and it’s about to come out, but no matter what... It can’t be pierced, it can’t be touched arrive.

"So this is who you really are, and all the connections between you and Neia."

"Later," the master sounded like he was blowing a smoke ring, "Neia died, but before he died, he put the memory into the body of a person named "Aren."

...I always feel that there is something wrong with this kind of tone of mention. Didn't Master...didn't know Allen before?

"But there was an accident in the middle."

Accident?

"So, Cecilia, you become the insurance of last resort."

But, what is... the last insurance?

"Just say these, can she understand?" the female voice asked.

The question is too good, I don't understand, I don't understand a sentence, please be sure to explain again in concise and clear vernacular.

"When the memory is restored," but the master only replied, "I will understand everything."

Finally, he told me to take the pocket watch on the table away, and the low-profile version of Tim turned off the ignition with a sizzling sound, and there was no more movement.

I got up from the sofa, went back to the table to look for it, and sure enough, I found an old pocket watch behind one of the photo frames - the gap seemed to be welded by something, I broke it for a long time, but still couldn't break it.

I went through the corners of this laboratory again, but found nothing of value.I originally wanted to take the photo frames on the table and the low-end version of Tim with me, but when I came to the door, I had some scruples and put them back in their original places.

As expected, Martha didn't wait for me outside. After I walked out of the somewhat decayed door and stuck at the door for a while, I tried to put the previous things related to the magic formula intact. After reading it again, I saw the old buildings dissipating in the air like water waves, and the scene of tombstones was restored in front of my eyes again.

It's just that compared to before entering, the cold wind wrapped around the chill has stopped, and on the clear sky where the clouds have disappeared, the warm sun is shining brightly, not too strong or dazzling, and it is dry and warm on the body.

I walked among the tombstones under the sun, my nose was filled with the smell of green grass blown by the gentle breeze, and in the wisps of sunlight scattered by the dense forest branches and leaves, there were also fine dust flying.

Everything is too real, as if the building just now, from beginning to end, is just an illusion of mine.

But I know it's not, because the old pocket watch I brought out is in the pocket of my windbreaker right now.

I wanted to say goodbye to Martha, but was told by Baba, who had already returned to the church, that she had just gone out because it was a nurse from the hospital in the city, and she might not be back until evening.

Although the task had already been completed, it was impossible for me to delay here for too long, so I didn't force it, and just took the train back to Birkenhead, and then returned to the church through Birkenhead's Ark Gate.

"Rabbi? The rabbi's words have come back a long time ago. At this time... it should be in the cafeteria with Allen and the others?"

I bid farewell to Squad Leader Liba who was making notes in the underground laboratory, hurried back to the room to put down my luggage, and then went to the cafeteria amidst the continuous muffled thunder outside the window.

As soon as I entered, I didn't need to look for it, and I saw the three of them sitting in the west corner, which was almost our exclusive seat, talking and laughing as usual, having dinner.

I just walked at the beginning, and gradually, I changed from walking to brisk walking, and from brisk walking to running.

The rabbi was clearly facing me sideways, using a knife and fork to feed the roast meat into his mouth, but suddenly, somehow, as if sensing something, he turned his head and looked over, then immediately put down the knife and fork, and turned sideways in a conditioned reflex Stand up, walk around the bench, and open your arms cooperatively.

In the next second, I rushed forward, and the rabbi skillfully relieved the force of my collision, and hugged me tightly.

"...I mean you two," the corners of Alian's mouth twitched a few times when he was forced to watch the whole process, "can it be as if you haven't seen each other for half a century in less than a week?"

I didn't speak, I just pushed hard into the rabbi's arms.

In fact, all the time—from being taken to the cemetery by Martha, to entering the old laboratory, to hearing such a story with a huge amount of information—I felt that I was calm enough, calm enough, except when I learned that I was with you. When Allen's adoptive father was the same age, his mentality was a little broken, and his emotions did not fluctuate as violently as expected.

But I didn't want to see the rabbi, something that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly burst, and I suddenly became uneasy.

But I couldn't tell why I was feeling uneasy, so I had to...

Um?and many more?

"On you," I buried my head on the rabbi's chest for a long time, finally raised my head, and asked uncertainly, "is there any strange smell?"

Although it smells good, it always feels like... the smell of herbs?

he is injured?

"Ah, this, this..."

"I know this!" While the rabbi was stuttering, Allen over there immediately raised his hand, "When the rabbi woke up this morning, he suddenly found that he had lost several hairs, so he asked the clerk to give him some hair." Put on that herb used to keep from going bald!"

Rabbi: "..."

Rabbi: "No! Don't listen to his nonsense! It's not lost! I, I'm just taking precautions!"

I opened my mouth subconsciously, and glanced at him unconsciously.

Rabbi: "...It's true! Believe me!"

The rabbi originally wanted me to sit down and eat together. After learning that I had already eaten, he immediately put down his knife and fork to express that he was full, and then dragged me all the way to the room intending to whisper something.

But I don’t think I’ve had a hard time building up my mind, and I was just about to reveal these messy things to him in a tactful way—in fact, without revealing my real age—when I suddenly heard the call in the corridor. The alarm went off.

Not an ordinary alert yet.

Because a large number of demons suddenly appeared all over the world, the number is unknown, and it is still increasing, so the headquarters of the religious order issued an urgent notice, ordering all the exorcists who have not been on missions or are on missions to immediately put down any work at hand and rush Go to the door of the ark closest to you.

"Rabbi! Sisi! Where are you going?"

When we entered the Ark through the door of the underground laboratory, we happened to meet Allen who was obviously interrupted in the middle of his meal and had a little cream on the corner of his mouth.

Rabbi and Shuweng are going to China, Allen is going to Greece, and I am going to Jordan.

"Then...see you later." Reminded by the rabbi, Allen wiped off the cream from the corner of his mouth, nodded, and was about to pass through the gate of the ark one step ahead of us, when I abruptly stopped him.

"What's wrong Ceci?"

"...It's nothing, I just think, let's show the way of God now?" I heard myself say, "Who knows what will happen after that."

Suddenly, Allen thought that what I said made sense, and immediately put on the Tao of God.

I glanced at him calmly, and then took advantage of Rabbi and Link not paying attention, and hid some blood under his cloak along the blind corner of the monitor.

"...Just know to remind Allen." After watching Allen and Link go out, the rabbi made a long sound, paused, and told him in a displeased way, "Ceci is the one, he must be going out Prepared beforehand, if there are too many enemies—ah, right! I heard that Yu was going to Jordan too? Like this, if it doesn’t work, hide behind Yu, anyway, even if there is only Yu alone, He can definitely handle it!"

...Are you sure if I really do this, I won't be chopped off by Kanda first?

"In short, we must be more careful, and then, and then wait until I come back this time, I..."

"Wait! Wait! Don't say anything about what I have to say to you after the war is over!"

"—I have something I want to show you."

I:"……"

Me: "This doesn't work either! This is the classic "say something and something will happen"!"

"Huh—? Is that so?" The rabbi widened his eyes in horror and covered his mouth reflexively, "Then I'll take it back! Sisi just pretended he didn't hear anything!"

I also instantly covered my ears in cooperation, and nodded vigorously: "I didn't hear anything!"

After staring at each other for ten seconds, we all breathed a sigh of relief.

Then I didn't know what to think, and without warning, I went forward and hooked his head off, and stuck myself on it.

But this time the rabbi was no longer sticky and endless. Just as he was about to hold my face in his hands, he suddenly noticed something, quickly grabbed my shoulder, pushed me away a little, and then touched me. He lowered his lips: "Cersi...?"

"...I'm so excited," I paused, "I accidentally bit my tongue."

"Why are you so careless?" The rabbi immediately motioned for me to open my mouth, wanting to help me check if the bite was serious, "Does it hurt?"

"Do not……"

"You bastard! Why are you still dawdling here!"

Before I could finish my sentence, I watched in a daze as the person in front of me was kicked against the wall by the bookman who came in from the underground laboratory.

"Then, I'm leaving, okay?"

The rabbi had no choice but to get up from the ground with his head pressed down, followed the bookman out obediently, and then turned his head and whispered to me the moment the bookman just stepped out of the back foot, and then stepped into the passageway. Gate 13 in Huangshan, China.

The moment he turned back, I didn't know why, and suddenly walked a few steps quickly, trying to grab the corner of his clothes and hold him back.But it was a step too late, and I could only see the long red scarf he was wearing behind him. As he turned around, he drew a half arc in front of my eyes, and then disappeared completely like his figure.

I stopped slowly, stood in the empty ark, glanced at the No. 13 door in front of me, and then at the No. 6 door that Allen had just entered. Lost illusion.

It's just a battle, it's over... See you soon.

But I quickly suppressed that feeling and stepped through the door leading to Jordan.

The author has something to say:

·When I hid the blood under Allen's cloak, I still remembered to avoid surveillance, but when I kissed, I forgot.

Everyone in the command room who is still splashed with dog food all over the face of the enemy: "..."

Squad Leader Liba: "...Squad Leader, don't let the two of them have a chance to do missions together for at least a month."

Everyone: "Second."

However, the blood hidden in Allen's place was actually prepared for Alma. Although I haven't thought about it too much, I want to try to give them a good ending.

·The progress of the truth line is 15%, and the next chapter will continue, and it will probably reach 50%.

If you still don't understand, it's okay, just wait for the abuse and sugar later.

Or you can also look at the comment area?If there is a cute analysis.

But if you can't understand... I... I will put on a vest and pretend to be a reader to write analysis (bushi

Master's recording is just an overview, and the truth line in the next chapter will be more intuitive.

Can you guess what the rabbi is going to show Sisi?

I think it's enough to guess, so the first one who guesses the cutie will give 100 red envelopes, boboha! (try playing with this

However, what suffocates Ceci the most in this chapter is that she thought she was only in her 30s no matter how old she was, but in the end... she was directly the same age as Allen's adoptive father...

(Actually, they are not the same age. Let me disclose without hindering the plot. She is three years older than the twins.)

Sisi: "???"

More suffocating.

·I also really want to write that the rabbi has orange fragrance and ocean fragrance on his body, which are those in his perfume, but it always feels so abrupt, because I haven't mentioned it before.

I hope the perfume I bought will arrive at OwO soon

Closer to home, the terrible part is about to begin... Please comment, big babies...

[As usual, can I use your little jiojio to step on the author's favorite duck in the column (～￣▽￣～)】

By the way, take a sip of milk in advance: