The abnormal rage she felt before the combination... She finally fully understood Prince Szijjjjjjjjjjjjjj.com's thinking.
If she is really such a month-old child... Once she has thoughts of killing in that situation, she may never come back. So far, I have maintained my purity and kindness, but as long as I break the precept once and fall again, I will become degenerate very quickly.
This is the so-called broken window effect.
"I need to protect the cleanliness of the child's "tombstone"."
Prince Szijjjjjjjjjjjalto said solemnly: "She has become the son of the moon at such a young age. I don't even know what kind of suffering happened to her...
"...Even if you are just another person who has obtained her memory and appearance, at least you know how difficult it was for her back then. ”
“You clearly hate the Moon Child, but you take the initiative to protect the Moon Child... What a hypocritical and complicated man. "
Aleister sneered: "Indeed, she is indeed a difficult girl...
"——She was once a blood slave, number 14. That's it. Can you understand?"
"...I can understand."
Prince Szijjarto's expression looked even more depressed.
It was obviously not a crime he committed, but he felt inexplicably guilty.
...Maybe this guy is a saint?
"Have you ever considered trying the path of devotion?"
Aleister smiled and said, "Maybe you are surprisingly good at it."
"There is no need to be so sarcastic about me."
Prince Szijjarto glanced at Aleister and replied calmly: "I just want to solve the crisis in Leipzig, and you may also agree with me. With the same purpose. I rescued you from the trap that made you fall, and you, as the one in the prophecy, helped me rescue others from the conspiracy... Our deal is over."
"Want to make a deal with me?"
Aleister showed a malicious and sarcastic smile, raised his voice and made a cute voice: "But I'm just a bad person. Sensible kid? How do I know if you are taking advantage of me?"
"...I will give you a reward."
"Bad promise," Anyone can write."
"I will pay you in advance"
Prince Szijjarto said without hesitation: "Please make an offer."< /p>
"How generous."
Aleister sighed: "But I haven't decided what to order yet...
"...It's better to just... How about "an agreement"? As for what you want specifically, I will tell you when I wait for the final payment. "
"Do you want to swear? That's fine. "
Szijjarto stretched out two fingers, pointed at the sky at the temples, and said flatly: "I want to express my gratitude to the Silver Crowned Dragon.I swear that I will fulfill a reasonable agreement with "Miss Aleister". "
Seeing him make the oath quickly, Aleister couldn't help but laugh: "Will you stop procrastinating? Maybe, even if you didn't make this deal with me, I would have solved the crisis in Leipzig? "
"If you really plan to do this, then use this agreement as a thank you afterwards. "
Szijjarto didn't react at all.
Aleister raised his eyebrows and added spoonfuls of sugar to the black tea in front of him: "It sounds like ...You like this city very much. Tell me, what should I do? In other words, do you have any clues so far? ”
What she said was right - even if Szijjjjjjjjjjjj.com did not propose this deal, she had no intention of letting go of the guy who dared to confuse her soul.
Alai Among Ste's imaginary enemies was Fallen Sky, so she was quite wary of this aspect - the Sin Card itself was made by stealing the Fallen Lord's power. If that guy really forcibly branded Aleister a great crime, he would be in trouble. What should I do if I catch the attention of Fallen God?
“You said you checked the White Dove Opera House, right? Since you came to check, it means that the thing has been happening for a while... So what are the results of your check? "
Aleister tapped the ceramic tea cup with a spoon, making a crisp sound, as if reminding the waiter to serve the food.
"A very complicated ceremony - I just Can see this happening. "
Prince Szijjarto replied: "The radiation range is centered on the White Dove Opera House and spreads to all sides.
“The earliest incident occurred a week ago... an old professor who was usually kind to others, when he was giving a lecture to a student, because he repeatedly failed to make sense, he became furious and used a spell to crush the student on the spot.
"He regretted it and turned himself in almost immediately afterwards. He thought he was just so angry that he lost control of his emotions... At that time, the police department also thought it was because the students were so outrageous that they drove the old professor crazy. This incident was in the news at the time and sparked discussion among citizens.
"One day after the incident, another similar incident occurred - the same designer who is usually well-known for being gentle. When he was designing a trademark for his employer, repeated communication was ineffective. Furious used the extraordinary ability of the Path of Beauty to fold the boss who fled in fear into a trademark
"But he did not choose to surrender, but chose to escape. However, he was quickly caught up and killed by demonologists... According to subsequent investigations, the request made by the hirer was a bit... stupid. But it is also a relatively common request. The designer is experienced and must know how to deal with this kind of order.
“One day after that incident, the third case appeared. This was actually the first case that made us aware of the problem.The piece - it was a mother who was teaching her six-year-old child to read the Elvish poems and learn the Elvish language. The child was a slow learner, so the mother suddenly screamed and broke the child's neck.
"It was only then that the police department finally realized the problem and combined the two previous incidents."
"It sounds like it "exists only in imagination" ""
Aleister raised his eyebrows and gave a precise evaluation: "And it sounds like the security here is pretty good?"
p>"This is why I want to protect Leipzig."
Szijjarto nodded and said sarcastically without changing his face: "At least here, we won't see the devil Scholars cursed and killed alchemists in the streets, and alchemists burned down the meeting places of demonologists."
"But that will change later, right?"
The corner of Aleister's mouth raised slightly: "If things continue like this, sooner or later you will see the "special conflicts" in other places of Xing Antimony here."
She paused. , the tone became subtle: "Wait a minute, you don't think that the disputes in other places in Xing Antimony are also..."
"...Of course not. I am not the kind of person who lives in the palace and doesn't care about anything. An innocent boy who doesn’t understand. I know how the conflicts between alchemists and demonologists are formed... and I also know that we are temporarily unable to solve these problems."
Szijjarto shook his head with a complicated expression. : "But Leipzig is a special case - the conflict between alchemists and demonologists is largely due to "lack of money." The root cause is the viciousness and treachery of the goblin businessmen who focus on making money.
“The Earl of Leipzig has sponsored a large amount of funds for all talents, which makes these extraordinary people actually have no motivation for conflict in Leipzig... This is why Leipzig, the city of knowledge, will become the most prosperous and peaceful place in Star Antimony. The root cause of the city. ”
Aleister raised his eyebrows and understood.
Prince Szijjarto is a pessimist in a sense.
He is clearly aware of the causes of all chaos, so he does not think there is a solution to Xing Antimony's situation. He does not intend to be a paper framer, nor does he intend to be a wise leader who leads people out of the trough. He only intends to do so. Hiding in a city that makes him feel comfortable... that is Leipzig, the most prosperous, peaceful and culturally advanced city.
Now, there is also chaos in Leipzig.
This is something Prince Szijjarto can't stand.
If the definition of "home" is a place where people can relax and rest, then in a sense... this place is more like his than a palace. Home.
Aleister realized the importance of this matter to Szijjaldo, so she became a little more serious.
"Speaking of which - the frequency is once a day?"
"Yes, once a day. But not one person per day... From the fourth day on, the people who fell into rage became a group of people. And Today..."
Szijjarto was silent for a while and then said: "Today's "chaos" has not happened yet."
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