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

...Is this the end?

After killing one batch in this way, another batch was immediately pasted up. After fighting continuously for more than two hours at midnight, I finally couldn't help but regret it.

When I was doing the task of rushing back to the rabbi, but the devil was hiding in the dark and would not come out no matter how I tested it, I kept thinking why they couldn’t be open and bright when they came up. Mami, even if there are more of them, they are just like piercing flying balloons or chopping moving cabbages. They die early and finish early, saving each other's time, and it's not troublesome.

It's good now, it's true that they have taken off the human skin and put on the real body, but it's so dark and dense that you can't even see the end, who can bear it...

"... Keep it informed, the enchantment can't suppress the demon at all!"

"After testing, there are a large number of LV.3 and several LV.4 approaching ahead!"

"Exorcists who are outside, please retreat to the camp immediately!"

...No, there is still LV.4?

As the only exorcist in the headquarters so far who has no combat experience with LV.4—even because of good luck, I have never even seen this new species, I thought for less than two seconds before decisively taking it out. Based on the rabbi's suggestion, he decided to immediately return to the Jordan camp to embrace Kanda's thigh.

But I didn't expect that just as I rushed back, I saw my "thickest thigh in the whole church except the marshal" falling straight down with blood and tears in his eyes, and not far in front of him was standing a man who was not far away. Not big, but wearing revealing clothes, long turbans on both sides are dancing with the wind, no matter how you look at it, it looks like the kind of Indian street player who plays the flute and plays snakes... Strange Noah.

I:"……"

I almost immediately manipulated the blood knife to attack.

But in the next second, the sharp pain pierced through my head. The moment I subconsciously pressed my head, the heads of the two explorers who came back with me were directly knocked down.

"Hello——Waizli——" a sweet and familiar voice like a child suddenly sounded in the night sky, "Have you already said that Sisi is mine?"

"Yes, yes," I heard a voice explaining, "I'm just a conditioned reflex... You also know that I'm not a martial artist, she was so fierce when she came up... I couldn't hold back for a while..."

Halfway through the voice, the tone suddenly became meaningful.

"But—this is really a familiar face, just like you, it's been 35 years, and it hasn't even changed..."

"Mr. Millennium is waiting, huh? He also said that if you don't bring the second exorcist there, you won't be allowed to hold that super elastic belly in the future."

"...too ruthless, Mr. Millennium," the young but old man's voice choked, and seemed a little helpless, "I just came here..."

With the disappearance of that voice, the severe pain that almost split his head from it finally eased a little.I straightened up immediately, only to find that the camp I was in just now and the night sky in front of me had all disappeared, and I was already standing in a purple space with dim light and no end in sight.And Rhodes was sitting on the familiar pumpkin umbrella, floating in the air, like a real child, swinging his feet in boredom.

"Mr. Millennium is going to meet 'No. 14' now, so in order to prevent you from going to Allen's side to make trouble, let's play again," the little girl tapped her cheek with her index finger and called out in a long voice. Me, "It just so happened that I didn't have enough fun last time, right? Se-si."

... You said that I didn't even intend to make trouble in the past, but why did you insist on mentioning Allen?

Now it's all right, if you don't want to go, you have to bite the bullet and go.

"No," so I rejected her proposal very ruthlessly. As I said, I suppressed my headache and looked around calmly. When I escaped from the rabbi's dream, I always felt that I had found some way, "I have played enough."

But I didn't want Rhode's expression to remain completely unchanged. While looking at me, the smile on the corner of his lips became deeper and deeper.

— "Cersi."

I stopped, and all my movements were stopped by the sound of the inexplicable arc of Rhodes' lips.

— “Cersi, come over to Mom.”

I know what this is, and I know that the most correct thing to do at this time is to turn a blind eye, but I still can't help but turn my head back.

In the dimly lit cabin, a man whose head had been cut off in half, a woman who was nailed to the ground with a baby in her arms, an old man dressed in servant clothes with a bloody gash around his neck, and many other deadly Yi's corpse suddenly dyed my entire field of vision red.

And the young blond child sat in it with out-of-focus eyes, let others fiddle with it dully, pinched his head from above and turned to a certain direction to take a photo, and was rudely dragged onto the deck again.

I didn't know what they were going to do, but I suddenly had a premonition in my heart. I almost subconsciously took a step forward, but found that there was always a thin, invisible film in front of me. No matter how I moved forward, I couldn't get close to it. them.He could only watch helplessly as those people hooked the fishhook into the child's shoulders, tied a string around the child's waist symbolically, and then threw her into the turbulent deep black sea like a bait .

Throw it in, wait half a minute, pull it out, throw it in again, wait another half minute, and repeat.

A group of people have human faces, but lie on the railing of the boat like ghosts, laughing and betting, ferocious and ear-piercing.Slowly, tired of playing, the rope broke, and the fishhook also took away the flesh and blood. The child just fell straight into the sea in mid-air. It sank directly into the sea without a sound.

I was suddenly a little out of breath, as if I had been sucked into my mouth and nose by the salty and cold sea water. When I recovered and looked again, I saw a bright green light rushing towards me, directly turning the whole ship into powder.

The hideous faces on the boat gradually faded away, replaced by the blond child again.It's just that he is a little older than before. He looks like eleven or twelve years old, his clothes are a little disheveled, his body is bruised, and his face is swollen.Halfway through, he suddenly turned back and stabbed the two of them who were lying next to the other corpses and were still alive a few more times with no expression on their faces.

Then the rain fell, and the scene changed again. It was replaced by a tavern in the deep night. The moment they passed by under the dim light, they glanced at each other briefly.

And at that moment, I saw their faces clearly in the dim light.

I saw my face and I saw...

Tiki?

No, it's not Tiqi—that face is much younger than Tiqi's, and the outline is still obviously childish, and the temperament around him is completely different from Tiqi Meek.

But before I could think about it, a tearing pain suddenly came from my abdomen.And the scene in front of him was erased again by a big hand, and the time suddenly passed to a certain evening when there was light rain like smoke and mist.The sky wall was gloomy and low, turning into a breathless dark gray. The dim light of the street lamps scattered in half-brightness in the misty rain, lightly lighting up the two figures. On the wall that didn't get rained on.

Although the walls at that time were mottled, they were far less old and covered with moss than the ones I saw a few months ago, but there was also a tall oak tree standing at the entrance of the alley.And the blond woman with a hideous wound on her abdomen was sitting on the ground against the wall, dying, looking at the short-haired boy with purple-blue hair who bent slightly in front of her, looking at herself in amazement and suddenly.

"Is he still alive, Sisi?" Then, I finally heard the familiar and unfamiliar voice after decades, "It's really scary—although Mother and Mana will probably be happy to know, but At first, I thought it was the spirit of the dead from ten years ago crawling back from the sea to die and come back to life."

But the face of the woman with the same face as mine did not change at all, she only raised her eyes slightly, her voice was scratched like sandpaper, hoarse and unpleasant.

"Cersi," she asked, "who is it?"

So the boy laughed.

"Has even the memory collapsed?" The smile was clean, clear, and extremely confusing, but there was a faint trace of something, "I really don't remember? Your name is Cecilia Farley?" "

"—In a nutshell, it's because you've been drowned and your brain is blown," the master's voice suddenly rang in your ears, "I don't remember anything except your name, so you just wandered outside for ten years."

But, didn't you say... remember the name?

——"What? Remember a name?"

— "'Show the picture to Mr. Eric'—remember that? It's a coincidence that I happen to know a man named Eric."

"So, do you want me to tell you?" I heard him draw a long voice, not deliberately, as if he was just asking casually, but it seemed to be the most beautiful voice in the world, hiding obvious temptations, "Would you— —Revenge?"

This sentence is like a switch, and in an instant, a big hand plunges into the sea of ​​Shen Ning's memory, and with just a random flick, countless sediments that have settled on the bottom are raised, and too many fragments are scattered at this moment All came to mind.

I had a splitting headache, I couldn't catch anything, I only felt the danger intuitively, and wanted to struggle out of this memory.I don't know if my desire to leave is too strong, or Rhodes let me go for a short time, but I really felt the cool night wind, the pain, the bumps, and the strong rancid smell breath.

I struggled to open my eyes, and what I saw was gold and red. After a few seconds, I vaguely saw that it was Link in red.

Link was carrying me with one hand and the little sister from the third exorcist with the other, moving quickly.

"Jordan's camp is completely destroyed," because the eyes and ears are hurting, as if some sticky and scorching liquid is dripping, I can only vaguely hear who he seems to be talking to, "Second The exorcist is nowhere to be found—but the most urgent thing is to tell me the location of the backup door of the nearby ark, Cecilia and Tegu are in serious condition, and they must be treated as soon as possible."

He seemed to say something again, but I couldn't hear it clearly anymore. Although I tried my best to stay awake, I was easily pulled back into the drowsy and chaotic dream by a voice.

"...I told you not to bring me all the rags," it was the master's voice, as always disgusted, but it was a little different from what I was familiar with, "What is it this time?"

I stood not far away again, looking at the master who was only 24 or 5 years old, wearing a white coat, and the background board was a bombed-out laboratory, looking at the short-haired boy before, and the man next to him. The whole body is wrapped in bandages, only the eyes, mouth and nose are exposed, and I don’t know if it’s because of the cold, but also put on a thick coat... mummy?

"...it's a human, a human."

"Is this the ghostly look in your eyes?"

"You think I think so?" The young man also had a complicated expression on his face, "Didn't you ask Mana to help bandage it up... But when I looked back, it turned out like this."

"...Okay, let's just count it as a person." The master took out a cigarette and lit it, then dragged a chair from the laboratory casually, wiped it with a paper towel once, two, three or four times, and then sat down, "So? What do you want to do this time?"

"I mainly want to ask you to teach her something about magical techniques," the young man paused, "After all, Aunt Margaret in another world will be at ease if my child has more means of self-protection— -Right?"

The master heard halfway, and it seemed that he was about to refuse, but when the name came out, the cigarette in his hand suddenly fell to the ground. He looked down and didn't care, only raised his eyes again, and looked at the boy.

"Neia, it's a joke," he warned with all the disgust and indifference in his voice, "you can't play it casually."

But the boy pushed the "mummy" in front of him, and raised the corners of his lips.

"...as fake as it is."

Suddenly, circles of ripples appeared in the air like water waves, and the scene of the silent confrontation dissipated like this, and everything returned to darkness.

After an unknown amount of time, a low voice came from the darkness.

——"Maggie...your mother, how did you die?"

I was killed by someone, a voice replied from the bottom of my heart, and together with the baby in my arms, they were nailed to death on the floor of the cabin by a knife.

But my lips moved slightly, and the voice that came out overlapped with the female voice that could not hear any emotion.

I said, "I don't remember."

After an unknown amount of time, it seems like a long time, and it seems like only a moment, there is a picture from far to near again in front of my eyes.

"Mouth-good-thirsty-ah-"

This time, the tone of the picture is bright and vivid. The first thing you see is the young man with crimson blue short hair lying prone on the table and holding something. The bright and warm sunlight slanted in through the window behind him. Soft hairline shines.

"How much longer, Mana, give me something to drink—thirsty is the worst thing—"

"...It's already brewing, and you knocked over the teapot yourself," another long-haired boy with the same face but the opposite temperament, who will never be mistaken, came out of the kitchen with a plate, and sighed helplessly. He took a deep breath, "Don't play with Tim anymore, Neia."

- Tim.

I paused, only to realize that the golden fat ball that was pinched and pulled from side to side in the hands of the short-haired boy turned out to be Tim who should only belong to the master and only to Allen. Immediately flapping its wings, it struggled out of its claws, flicked its flame-patterned tail, messed up the short-haired boy's hair, and flew to the long-haired boy's head as if fleeing or accusing.

"Wow, it's puffs—"

The short-haired boy didn't care about it, and stretched out his hand to the plate of puffs with his hair curled up. After a few seconds, he suddenly glanced at the blond woman who was concentrating on studying the basics of literacy.

"Are you sure you don't want to eat it, Ceci? Mana's puffs are delicious, right?"

The blond woman didn't have any expression, but obediently picked up a puff and put it in her mouth.

"Is it delicious—wait, are you frowning? Don't like it?"

"...I already said not to act so rudely, and the eyes are too fierce!"

"Yes, be gentler, or in other words, be a little weaker."

"To make you weak, not to make you half-dead like a hangover, thank you."

"...You are no different from rolling your eyes like this!"

"Ah—Mana—I give up, let's throw her out—"

"Be patient," the long-haired boy smiled gently, and somehow conjured up a thick stack of books, and put them on the table one by one, "Let me see, the next step is the introduction to etiquette, introduction to vocal music, Introduction to clothing matching, introduction to wine tasting, etc., in short, both of you have to work hard."

"...So why on earth did I take over this kind of mess? Yes! Sure enough, let's just go and kill Vlad Farley. Anyway, the evidence is solid, and Eric is his housekeeper. The culprit must be him , don't bother."

"But in that case, it would be impossible to know who participated in it at the beginning."

"Then torture doesn't work, Sisi, why is your cousin so troublesome—he also likes sick white-haired women, is he a pervert?"

While chewing the puffs, the short-haired boy complained dissatisfiedly. After a pause, he suddenly remembered something, and the corners of his lips curled up.

"But this time I went out, I made a new friend."

"I won't tell you the name or anything, but it's a very rare job—he's the next book-man-oh."

He hooked his fingers, and Tim, who didn't have a long memory, sent himself over again, landing on his slightly curved index finger.

"Do you know what a scholar is? I always feel that... it will be quite useful to us."

Then the bright picture dissipated quickly, my heart was empty, and the lingering pain surged again. I subconsciously lowered my head and pressed my head, but suddenly I smelled an extremely strong smell of blood.

I thought this was returning to reality, but when I looked up, I suddenly saw the dark and dark sky, the branches fluttering in the wind, the dim mansion, and a large area of... scarlet.

In the dim light, a woman in an evening dress gracefully stepped over one corpse after another, and walked up to a person whose hands were nailed to the wall with a knife, paused, and took off the white wig on her head .

--despair.

The wig fell to the ground and was soon dyed red by the scorching liquid.

The blond woman pulled out the knife that had been pierced through the man's palm. She didn't know what she had done, but the young man dressed as a waiter who was following her step by step suddenly opened his eyes wide and stepped back tremblingly. He took a step, sat down on the ground, then turned his head and vomited.

The bluish-white flash struck down, illuminating the messy room in an instant. Looking at that frightened face, I felt that it was the same as the drunken face I saw in St. Helens not long ago. The faces overlapped.

My thoughts flickered, and when I looked again, I found that time had passed again, and the blonde woman had already walked out of the mansion.As the rain fell head-on, she raised her head slightly, letting the rain fall on her face, then dripped from the corners of her eyes, gathered on her chin, and then dripped to the ground.

--It is raining again.

She still had no expression on her face. After an unknown amount of time, a talisman slipped from her sleeve. Amidst the sharp wind sound like howling, it surrounded the entire mansion layer by layer, circle after circle. Then, it swallowed everything in an instant.

Then the light of the fire also went away, and gradually, a lot of noisy voices were heard, like someone whispering.

——"It's too miserable, there are scorched earth everywhere, but no body can be found no matter what."

——"I heard that all the people who went to the dinner party at Farley Manor disappeared, and none of them came back... I have searched for several times."

——"Isn't there another child who went crazy? It seems that he accidentally bumped into something, and kept thinking about the blond devil in the fire."

——"Blonde devil? What's that?"

——"I don't know... Hey, don't say it, don't say it, who knows if he was cursed, didn't the previous Patriarch also die in a shipwreck."

——"A family of four, including the old housekeeper, none of them survived."

The pictures that followed became complicated and overlapped in front of my eyes out of order.

I seemed to see a lot of things, and it seemed that I only felt wisps of wind blowing in front of my eyes without leaving any traces.

And the final scene was set in a blood-stained, dark and damp alley.

But this time it was no longer an outsider, but my own perspective.

The roles were reversed, and I saw a boy who was a little older than before, but still not completely faded from his childishness, leaning against the wall dying. The windbreaker on his body was soaked in blood. broadsword.

He looked like he couldn't be saved, he was about to die.

But he was pulling the corners of his mouth and laughing.

"Alien... I don't know what's going on."

"But no matter what, as long as one of you survives... I win."

"So live, Cecilia, live."

"Although I don't know how long it will be, but let's...see you next time."

Something surged up my throat, I opened my mouth, and wanted to say something, but in the next second, I found that I had turned around without hesitation, and walked out of the narrow alley quickly.

Then the angle of view went dark, and I didn't know how far I walked, only to find that when the light flooded in again, a tall man with dark skin and golden eyes suddenly appeared in front of him.

It's Noah, I think.

Then it was dark again, and when the picture appeared again, I realized that I was walking against the wall.

He walked very staggeringly, and after a few steps, he jumped forward, and then it became difficult to climb forward.

I didn't know how far I had climbed, and when my vision began to blur, I suddenly saw a bright green light.

Then there was a voice.

It was a low, deep, elderly female voice.

She asked me what my wish was.

Wish...?

I thought blankly.

If a certain wish could come true, I would probably want... I want to be with him again...

—I want to live.

The smell of blood, the smell of soil, and the smell of the explosion poured into the nasal cavity in the next second. I opened my eyes very slowly, as if I had a long and drowsy dream. For a long time, I don't even know when and where I am.

After a long time, his fingers moved like convulsions, and he realized that he seemed to be leaning on a fallen stone pillar, and in his blood-colored vision, the night had long passed, the sky was as clear as blue, and the sun was shining. down.

I know it's not Jordan, but I don't know where it is.

But I seem to see a lot of people, I seem to see Allen, I seem to see Link, I seem to see Squad Leader Liba, and I seem to...see the huge Tim that I only saw when I was a child, and in my ear It was a noisy voice, like someone was crying, someone was fucking, and someone was giving orders.

It seems that the battle is finally over and the mess is being cleaned up.

...it's over.

When it's over...you can see the rabbi again.

Hot liquid trickled down my ears and the corners of my mouth. I closed my eyes and let myself plunge into the deep darkness again.

Because I knew that as long as I opened my eyes again, the rabbi would be lying beside my bed as usual, waiting for me to wake up and come back into my sight again.

—but he didn't.

It wasn’t until two days later, when I woke up on the hospital bed filled with the smell of disinfectant, that I learned from the preoccupied head nurse that the rabbi had disappeared along with the bookman in the previous battle.

And Allen, because he let go of the second exorcist, Yu Kanda, and Alma Karma, who was eventually reduced to a demon, has... been thrown into the dungeon.

The author has something to say:

It's coming It's coming, it's finally here←

The rabbi who was fighting with Noah on the other side almost stopped breathing the moment he heard "Jordan's camp is completely destroyed".Because I didn't hear the follow-up, even if I was kicked by the bookman, I still lost my soul and couldn't concentrate on fighting at all.

I feel that this chapter will be very catchy qaq

Because they are basically bits and pieces, incomplete, obliterating some important details.

In a few chapters, we will know why Rhodes did this.

However, several foreshadowings buried in the early stage have been solved, such as why Ceci likes XX, XX, and hates XX and so on.If you look at it corresponding to the previous chapter and the previous foreshadowing, you should understand part of it, all of which are details.Then there are still some who may become more ignorant, and you will not know until you have seen the final truth line.

(If you really don’t understand it, just skip it, and just pay attention to the next plot... This chapter is going to be written like crazy, and I’m so stuck that I want to abandon the pit at least three times)

(By the way, if you are interested in any foreshadowing that has not been resolved, you can remind me, I basically remember all of them, but I am afraid that I will miss any one)

By the way, a plot tip: The Earl of the Millennium met Katrina Campbell decades ago, and then somehow disappeared in front of her, leaving only a pair of twin babies, Neia and Mana .

Katerina raised them, and when the two were 17, Mana swallowed Neia and became the Millennium Earl. (Approximately, a brief understanding, many of them... pits have not been filled)

This chapter is too embarrassing to ask for comments...

Next, there are still red envelopes, and then, in order to avoid too many blows, if you don’t understand this chapter, just say you love me... I will know what it means when I see it (the eyes lose their highlight

By the way, I recommend Si Xia's cover of [Undersea], I plan to listen to this song and code words in the next two chapters—w—