After that, Hearts successfully introduced the little witch into the guild.
After two or three contacts between Heart and the Little Witch, he did not hesitate to put the opponent into the regular team of the next league, and began to focus on training. Before that, Heart had a chat with Phoebe.
The place of the conversation was in a gloomy room on the island filled with wine-red duvets, on a rainy afternoon.
"I used to..." Heart's breathtakingly beautiful face rarely revealed a trace of real fatigue from his laziness. He leaned against a chair that was as large as a bed, with the back of his feet curled up on it, wine-red His long hair was wet from the side of his face to the slightly open heart, his tone and eyes were in a trance and confusion, "I was going to let you join the team."
Phoebe glanced at him and hit the nail on the head: "Did you go to see your mother?"
She knew that Hongtao's mother was buried on another island far away. If Hongtao is in this situation, it can only mean that this guy went to visit his mother's grave before going to the island.
"Yeah." Hearts obviously didn't want to talk about this topic. He avoided Phoebe's sight, his voice calmed down, and turned the topic back. "But the little witch is more suitable than you, and your skills overlap. Part, and you’re a bit too extreme to do things, it’s not suitable for playing the league so early. The little witch can be said to have developed very smoothly in all aspects. She is more suitable for joining the team than you. With her ability, although she is still a novice, You can even take over the position of the tactician."
"I have no objection to being her substitute. She is very strong, and I should be her substitute." Phoebe looked at Heart in a very direct tone, "Even you should be her substitute."
"You are too weak, so she is not as likely to win as a tactician."
"You are not as strong as her."
Hongtao was silent for a while, he raised his hand to cover his eyes, leaned back, his voice hoarse: "... You are right."
"She is so young, has experienced so many things, so heavy suspicion, in the hatred, she is still calm, willing and confident to protect others."
"... I don't know what else I can protect, even your mother, my old friend, she rescued it."
"You are right, I really should be her substitute." Heart slowly put down the palm covering his face, he looked at Phoebe on the opposite side, and said softly, "I want her to be the president of the King's Guild. , And the true tactician of this team."
"You let her be the president?" Phoebe was keenly aware of what, "Then you are leaving the guild, what are you going to do?"
Hongtao turned his head, his eyes calmly looked at the rain outside the island without answering.
That night, he came to his mother’s tomb again. This is a very remote European village. Hearts bought the entire village, but he did not take care of the village. There was only his mother’s tomb in the whole village. That's it.
It was raining heavily, and Hongtao was holding a black umbrella, standing silently in front of his mother's grave. After a long, long time, he squatted down. He hugged his knees and hugged his body like a child feeling cold. He curled up, raised his head from his knees, and quietly looked at the picture on his mother's grave with those purple eyes.
"I saw a very powerful little girl." He said softly, reaching out to brush the water drops on the photo. "Phoebe is better than I told you last time. She saved Rebekah."
"I want to give her the guild."
"Phoebe is right. I am indeed weak. No matter how many shields I have to protect, I don't have the courage to bring you back to this world."
The tone of hearts is getting lighter and lighter.
Phoebe asked her a long time ago why she didn't resurrect her mother. It was obviously possible to use the power of a guild. At that time, Heart was sitting in an office chair for a while, and then smiled casually and answered that the dead also had the will. of.
Just resurrect the dead, have you ever asked her if she still wants to live? If she lives in pain after resurrection and wants to die again, do you have to kill her again with your own hands
Or watch her kill herself again
What can we do if we are resurrected
There is still the Holy See in this world, there is still an arms dealer, there is still everything that can override him, easily deprive her of her freedom from his hands, and entertain her beautiful existence. He could not protect her ten years ago, ten years later. , He also failed to protect the people who descended from the island.
Just as Rebekah said farewell to Phoebe's father before marrying Phoebe, is there any difference outside the island
It's just a bigger island.
The only island that is free from the shackles of the world, the city of the sky is still floating in the sky, rainy and rainy, and the bloody atmosphere left by the trial of the year is everywhere. This is the only place he can grasp and protect her.
But if she survives, does he want her to live like him on this island full of traces of hurting herself for decades
He was burned by anger and hatred when he entered the game. After he gained the ability to punish the enemy, he repeatedly tortured and judged the opponent. In this extreme hatred with great strength, the enemy was tortured unwillingly. He also gradually became tired.
Hearts began to feel a little empty and exhausted. Sometimes when I saw in the mirror that he and the man who led to the beginning of all this, after his biological father had a somewhat similar face, he felt a kind of uncontrollable disgust.
Disgust, hatred and exhaustion were intertwined and consumed him. He was on the island, lying alone in Rongburi, listening to the rain in a trance. On the ground, the playing cards that once represented the settlers above were scattered all over the place.
Why have they been tried forever? Their guilt has been determined, why not kill them? Phoebe asked him to kill them, and everything was over.
He is always unwilling to give the group of people a relief so easily, so that they and his mother will eventually die in the same ending. Whether their souls after death will nag about the freedom she finally got is also because of the guest staying. In the note to him, he always regarded death as the best result of these people, but when Phoebe asked suspiciously that day, Hearts rarely thought about what would happen if they really killed them
After killing them, what shall I do
Hearts asked himself very gently.
Counting from that day, he has been on this island for twelve years.
He wanted to become stronger when he established the guild at the beginning. He did become stronger as he wished. The entire world is his power, and he even has the strength to compete and confront the arms dealer. The daily flow of points in the guild’s warehouse has reached In a terrifying location, in the early days, he still had a little relief from the excitement of leaving the island, becoming an actor as he wished in his childhood, showing himself to everyone, and naively wishing to get what she said. , Without the compliment of desire.
But the facts are not available. The people he has contacted have ranged from writing letters to fans of his studio for three consecutive years to choosing his investors because they believe in his acting skills. In his eyes, they tasted extra meaning, and they were very willing to sleep with him.
He has seen power, money, love, almost the top of these things, in a cold and languid manner.
Is there really someone who she said, who just truly praises her for her beauty? Or is it just that she was wrong, and that person actually has the afterglow of desire
He has no desire, no desire, nothing to do, no place to go. He stays on the island day by day and listens to the sound of heavy rain. He becomes more and more lazy. He even likes to play games. The shield tortured the opponent, rather than actively attacking. What he did was like expecting that one day someone would suddenly kill himself on the field.
All this stopped abruptly after seeing the black bone whip in the hand of the player named spades.
He can no longer remember the specific scene at the moment he saw the spades. It was like hearing a thunder explosion in a heavy rain. He was almost still, and all his thoughts gathered together. It is rare for him to sit up straight and startled. Watching the black bone whip of spades on the little TV.
"What's his name?" He heard himself ask.
Wang Shun replied respectfully: "Queen, he is the dark horse of this year."
"He doesn't have a name, he seems to have a code name, spades."
You can't call my real name, just call me code, you can call me spades.
The next thing is logical. The crazy search of hearts and spades is understood as a matter of course. He is rarely so enterprising. He chased the spades all the way to the second place in the league, but it was only because of the spades. There is only the game and the opponent in the eyes. If you are not met on the field, this person will definitely not respond to your questions, and will walk directly next to you, as if not seeing you.
After losing the game, Hearts stood in front of the Spades. The host made them shake hands with a roar, but Hearts never reached out.
Hearts looked at the spades, with almost no emotion in their eyes, with an expression that had long been expected: "Who gave you your whip and code name?"
There will not be such a coincidence in this world, just so coincidentally.
Spades replied: "I don't remember."
Heart was silent for a long time. He stretched out his hand and raised his head again with an impeccable lazy smile: "It's very nice to meet you. I hope to see you next time on the court."
"At that time, I hope you can remember the answer to your question."
Later, Phoebe entered the game, and the little witch joined the guild. After Hearts tried spades many times to no avail, he was lazy again, and began to let go of the rights in the guild and let the little witch take over in turn.
"So what are you going to do?" Phoebe rarely found hearts alone, she stared at each other, "You let go so quickly, the little witches can all take over the King's Guild by the end of this year, what are you going to leave the Guild for?"
Hongtao stayed quiet for a long time, and answered nonchalantly, "Go outside of the island."
His eyes were half drooping, and he smiled loosely: "After going to dance, no one wants to sleep with me."
Phoebe was quiet for a moment. Except for some necessary things, Hearts almost never went to the island. He hated the island, just like he hated the island.
"With your face, such a place does not exist." Phoebe replied unceremoniously.
Hearts’ favorite dance is the dance of the seven-fold yarn. This is a dance with a little seductive nature in itself. Being jumped out by Hearts can almost stun people’s souls. This person is soaked in this erotic desire. Growing up on the island, even the crevices of the bones were soaked with enchantment.
"Well, I know." Red Tao responded lazily, with a smile on his face and a sigh in his tone, as if he was immersed in memories. Purely admiring the dance, I waited for that guest for ten years, and even the guild was hidden in his name."
"Then never saw it again."
"I've been looking for him for a long time..." Heart was holding his chin, the candlelight beside his face flickered, and his long eyelashes cast a dangling shadow on his face. "Every time I want to find it, it's a little too close, and there is no news."
"Want to start." Phoebe said flatly, "maybe he is dead?"
Hearts laughed for a moment, and then fell silent: "This may be a good ending for him."
"That guest... really yearns for death."
Phoebe's unknown premonition expanded. She looked at Heart of Heart's pensive and fascinating face in the candlelight. She almost guessed what the other party was thinking in an instant, and she asked Heart of Heart somewhat coldly: "So... You think death is good because of him, don't you?"
"So you left the guild to die, didn't you?"
"In the beginning... When he said that he wanted to die, I really couldn't accept it. I even wanted to kill the person who wanted to kill him." Heart said softly, "But after so long, I think of him now. What I said, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it."
"To me, it's so boring, and I don't have to take her back to this boring and dirty world."
"Death may be a good ending."
"Even if I go to hell after death, it may be cleaner than the island I am staying on now."
Hongtao tilted his head slightly, and the dim light of the candle was reflected in his godless purple eyes. He raised his hand and flicked the candle wick casually, and the candle light went out.
So there was no glimmer of light on the island.
The sound of rain outside the window was harsh.
A few months before the league was about to start, something happened suddenly, and Phoebe was the first person to notice something wrong with the little witch.
She knew that the little witch’s heart was Liu Huai, the cowardly and incompetent man, but the guild would control Liu Huai very well, although the little witch always silently "looked" at Liu Huai, who was a little confused after being controlled. It doesn't seem to agree with them, but it doesn't stop them from doing so.
For Liu Huai, who is timid, incompetent and weak, such tight control may also be a kind of protection.
Phoebe doesn't like Liu Huai, and it can even be said to be disgusting. Although her view of the weak has changed, she does not like Liu Huai, who has no faith and is keen to betray the weak.
She is sure that Liu Huai will become the weak point of the little witch, and she feels that Heart's views are also consistent with her, otherwise this guy will not come up with the operation of training a brother in the reserve team.
But Phoebe sneered at this operation.
"If a person's core desires can be easily replaced or transferred, then it is not the core." Phoebe hit the nail on the head, with disapproval, "And these brothers you find are too inferior, and the little witch will not easily empathize to them. Human."
Hearts smiled non-committal, and he asked her, "Then what do you think is a good brother for the little witch?"
"To understand her thoughts to a certain extent, support her to do things, and enable her to empathize successfully, she must be similar in appearance to Liu Huai, and similar in experience, such as teaching her Many things, I believe in her ability..." Phoebe raised her eyes, "Finally, it's best to be as cowardly as Liu Huai, so that she has a desire for protection."
The smile on Heart's face gradually dissipated.
Phoebe said coldly: "Heart, I don't believe you didn't realize that the little witch has similar complex feelings to you for Liu Huai."
"You are the most suitable candidate for her brother."
"As long as you use the skill on the little witch once, you will become Liu Huai in her eyes. Not only are you and her brother the same in appearance, but also in personality and similar to the role in her current experience. With your means, you can completely replace Liu Huai's position in the heart of the little witch psychologically. After Liu Huai's weakness is replaced by you, the little witch can become stronger and more stable..."
Heart's tone faded: "Enough."
Phoebe looked into the eyes of Hearts: "Since you are determined to let the little witch overcome Liu Huai's weakness, why are you not willing to lie to her personally?"
"Obviously you are the most suitable person."
"I personally?" Heart looked at Phoebe with a smile, "I am in her eyes, but the queen, how can she accept me as her brother?"
Phoebe raised his eyes: "Hearts, it's useless to escape."
"You are a man. From this point of view, you are also suitable to be her brother."
"You do all the bad things. Procrastinating like this will only be counterproductive. Don't be a vicious and cowardly authority, Heart."
"Okay, the discussion of this matter ends here." Hearts narrowed his expression, his eyelashes dropped, "You go out first, I'll consider it."
Phoebe paused, opened the door of the office, and walked away. After a long, long time sitting in a chair alone, Phoebe slowly opened the drawer under his desktop. He took out the photo in the drawer and placed it in On the table.
Hongtao slowly lowered her head, leaned her head on the table, buried her elbow, and looked at the photo of his mother's brilliant smile, her voice was so soft that she could not hear:
"... I hate being a man to lie to her, to win her trust."
"This will make me think of you."
"... So I let someone else do this." Heart slowly lowered his head, and he laughed abruptly, "Phoebe's evaluation is really in place, I'm really cowardly and vicious..."
"But I really..."
"I don't want to lie to Jiayi."
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