cross

The air in the Red Church always smells of death in the silence.

The cross on the only intact roof quietly overlooks the dilapidated ruins, as well as the pursuit and killing in the ruins.Everything is seen by it, and the blood pollution of sinners has damaged the divinity. Perhaps it is because of this that this place is abandoned by the gods.

From the day I was tapped to talk to Marta, I knew it wouldn't last long.Although it was later than expected, the strong wind finally picked up.I looked up and seemed to be able to see the maelstrom of conspiracy hanging over my head in the gray sky.

For profit and life, how much can people give up?

Satan, please look at me, how I committed the seven original sins, how I go to your hell.

I exchanged part of the information for the help of the magician, as he said, whether it is deciphering or the relationship with the regulator, I am valuable.And fighting with this kind of person who only talks about interests, as long as you still have value, he will not give up on you.

Servy Roy is an extremely rational person. He is very cunning, and he can live with everyone's face. He judges the situation and knows how to seek greater benefits for himself.

That's why he won't break faces with me—his evaluation of me may be accurate, but even though we all know the other's indifference hidden under the smile, we tacitly maintain a peaceful tacit understanding.I only told him a few pieces of information, but he didn't continue to press me. Instead, he untied me and casually added a useless reminder: "The situation in this game is not very good, and the words in the cellar are on the red carpet." In the ruins on the left."

I noticed that the magic wand in his hand was gone, replaced by a remote control.I have to say that the magician is quite good at judging the situation. Although he is a bit selfish, he can decipher and escape. He can decisively give up the magic wand that can save his life and choose a quick deciphering tool to ensure the progress of deciphering. I dare say that he will definitely He is the person with the greatest chance of escape in this game.

So I smiled at him: "Thank you, Mr. Roy." It is a good habit to judge the situation, but unfortunately such a person is not suitable to be a companion.I still prefer to be with Marta and the others, but it's a pity that I can't choose my teammates in each game.

"Actually, I admire him a little bit." When the man walked away, I glanced at the crows standing quietly on the wall and watched all the crows passing by, and smiled slightly.

The teammate who got caught wasn't strapped to the carnival chair, but this time neither I nor the magician bothered.When I found a cipher machine and was about to decipher it, the crisis warning gradually rose.

I glanced down at the silk handkerchief wrapped in my hand, left the cipher machine and ran away.Since the escape route was already planned in his mind, he was not flustered.

While walking through the ruins, I suddenly remembered that when my mother was still alive, she never took me into the church.I didn’t understand why at the beginning, it’s clear that everyone in the world is a believer in the gods, but the pastors said when preaching that only the creatures in the dark don’t believe in God.

After my mother died, I was adopted by Mrs. Sanders, a daughter of the Yeagers who had no inheritance in the family property.After I went to Buckingham Palace and started to participate in the communication among nobles, they couldn't control me anymore. I started to go to church frequently, because those ladies are devout believers.

——Deceit has existed from the very beginning, and it seems to be fused into my bones and blood like instinct. I need the disguise of lies, and no one can see through me.

Flipping the window... Smashing the board... I tried my best to distance myself, but Joseph's speed of flipping the window and destroying the board was very fast, and his movements were smooth and neat.When I was circling with him in a board area, I saw him raise his right hand, and a black-and-white photo swirled like a butterfly on Bai's almost crystal-clear fingertips.

I raised my eyes and met those ice blue eyes. He looked at me quietly and suddenly smiled.

I couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and when I realized it, he appeared beside me in an instant, and the blade blocked my retreat, but the next second, the siren sounded over the church.

The magician turned out to be an old fox, and he pressed two cipher machines!

I took advantage of the supervisor's momentary distraction and took a few steps back, flipping over the board.

I ran quickly towards the door on the red carpet, and when I got closer, I saw a puppet opening the door while another survivor was waiting.

When she saw me, she dodged her eyes for a moment, as if she was a little guilty.

I have tasted the taste of being bloodletted.It is undoubtedly a great torture to be knocked down after recovering from self-healing.Neither the magician nor I went to rescue her. If everyone hadn't discovered the skills exchanged for points in the Hall of Illusions, she would never have a second chance.

Survivor skill [Return to Light]: After the escape door is powered on, the survivor will recover half of his blood and increase his escape speed for 120 seconds.

I only glanced at her, and the skill introduction appeared in my mind. I stopped and turned around under her strange gaze.

Survivors quickly understood why I turned around, because the door hadn't been opened yet, and the regulators had already caught up!

She couldn't help but panic. Joseph glanced at the puppet opening the door without emotion.

I ran ahead, and when I heard the screams from behind, I couldn't help but pause.

I saw Joseph holding the western knife indifferently, with the tip of the knife hanging down, his cold voice seemed to carry a hint of sarcasm in the air: "When you abandon others, do you ever think that you will also be abandoned?"

"...You guys are clearly in the same group..."

"Who told you that we are in the same group?" He said flatly, then ignored the fallen survivors and walked towards me with a knife in his hand.

The fallen survivors looked at us in disbelief.

"But, it's clearly in the mirror...that's why I..." She murmured.

Noticing that the magician had escaped, I turned and ran towards the location of the cellar.The survivors who fell to the ground were about to bleed to death, and the cellar was in the ruins next to it, and I had no time to rush there.

That's exactly why I'm here at the gate.If the door is not open when you arrive, go to the cellar.

When I managed to stand next to the cellar, Joseph stopped and stopped chasing a few steps away.

The cellar was opened, and the sound of howling cold wind could be heard from inside. It was so dark that the bottom could not be seen.I glanced inside, and if I escaped by jumping into the cellar, the survivors would appear in their own room in the manor.However, the number of times I have successfully escaped from the cellar in such a long time is unavoidable at this time.

Looking up at Joseph, he couldn't help but rejoice: "I won."

I am a little proud, but when I think about the process of this game carefully, it seems that I have nothing to be proud of.I almost got lost halfway. If the magician hadn't pressed two cipher machines, the ending might have been rewritten.Especially what the magician told me made me lose my smile again.My engagement with Joseph has already caused trouble among the Survivors... What about the Supervisors, have I unknowingly troubled Joseph?

I lowered my eyes to look at the wrapped silk handkerchief on my hand. Joseph was very careful, but his concern for me might not be what he should have been.

"...Thank you for your handkerchief, today's game...I heard that everyone already knows about us, and I accidentally leaked it. I am very sorry if it has caused you any trouble." I relaxed With a voice, he said with some guilt.

Survivors and supervisors are always unequal. If he bears unnecessary accusations because of me, I will feel sorry for him even more.

"Trouble?" He looked at me calmly: "This is nothing shameful."

"My will cannot be controlled by others. It has nothing to do with regulators and survivors, and it has nothing to do with the eyes of others."

"So you don't need to apologize," the cold and springy voice revealed a hint of inadvertent arrogance in an understatement: "People who can't even grasp the limited time are like dust in time, don't care about it."

Joseph loosened the golden scarf, stared at me quietly with his blue eyes, and stated as a matter of course: "For me, only you are different."

This is the first time I know Joseph's attitude towards survivors.Although it is normal for the high-ranking regulators to look down on survivors, but... the words that he cared about me sounded like sympathy, as if it was natural, which made my heart skip a beat.

Although I don't understand from beginning to end, what is the difference between me and me.

Girls are always prone to superficial obsession with love, that is because they have never seen more scenery, experience the despair and sadness of life.

I put my head down and dismissed the question easily.People always selectively only see what they want, but I have always been an indifferent, selfish and cruel person.

"Then... can you hug me?" My voice was as light as I heard it, and I couldn't help but blush... I've never taken the initiative like this before, leaving all my reserve behind—but if this If you don't say it once, maybe you will never have the courage again.Although it was not a whim, but there was a hint of secret expectation in my heart... Why?I was a little flustered and let myself not think about it.

There seemed to be a chuckle in his ear, and the skin on the side of his face felt slightly cool.Fingers with bony bones like white porcelain caressed my face, lifting my face so that I could look at him... The long and thick eyelashes half concealed the blue eyes, the blue eyes under the thin shadows It seems more illusory and unreal, his facial features are like the face of an archangel painted by a magic brush.

I held my breath, and as the distance drew closer, a cold breath with a faint smell of ink invaded the surrounding air.I subconsciously grabbed the hem of his clothes. The gold thread on the high-grade material outlines the weft of the vines, and every stitch is extremely delicate.I can clearly feel the arm behind me holding me in the crook of his arm, and the knuckle fingers clasped on the right shoulder. I have an inexplicable feeling of catching prey.

The body was tense for a moment, and I didn't dare to move, and my heart was beating fast... The slightly cool fingers stroked the back of the neck through the soft hair, and I heard Joseph chuckle in my ear, with a hint of comfort in the cold Flavor: "Take it easy."

A breath that didn't belong to me blew in my ears, I tensed up a bit, then subconsciously obeyed his instructions, and relaxed slowly.

Perhaps it came from a subconscious judgment, and I unknowingly included him in the ranks of trustworthy ones.Even if a faint sense of danger occasionally flashes across my heart, it disappears too quickly, I can't catch it, I can only relax and lean on his chest quietly... I can only relax for a second, I think, but Those blue eyes are like the blue sky of St. Peter's Basilica, deeply attracting my soul... The long eyelashes make people want to reach out and touch them.

"Whilstskies are blue and bright, (Whilst skies are blue and bright)

Whilst flowers are gay,

Whilsteyesthatchangerenight (while the night is not here)—”

The cold and gorgeous tone chanted in my ears, I saw him lower his eyes, as if being bewitched, I opened my mouth and continued, and let him lead me into the depths of blue, the voice gradually disappeared between the lips and teeth:

"Dreamthou

andfromthysleep (to wake up from a dream)

Then wake up to weep. (Cry again)”

The author has something to say: I saw everyone’s opinions on the previous chapter. In fact, I don’t want to write this kind of plot, but for the sake of transition, I just skip it. Q_Q Anyway, I know that Q_Q doesn’t need to care too much about it. There will be bullying and other bloody plots, the main point is still falling in love, isn't it...

"Isn't their relationship very good? Since the photographer likes her, he shouldn't do anything to her." This is almost the mental journey of the betrayed cannon fodder survivor, and it is also a wrong choice made by a single thought.The people in Odiris Manor are more or less black, and the magician didn't mean to black him. He can only say that he is more cunning and indifferent. It doesn't matter. I can tell you clearly that there is no villain in this article. !The real big boss is actually ≧﹏≦Well... You guys understand it :) In short, when the second layer is fully revealed, and you look back at the previous content and this chapter, you will see something different≧ ﹏≦The second layer is the core, so it is also the longest~

The small theater of this chapter:

Joseph: I can't kiss the mirror image :)