For Black Cat Biscuit, there is no furniture that can be climbed to keep eye level with the person talking, and there is no way to make random movements to fill in the missing expressions. Vertex 23S. Fastest updated This field road with neither front nor rear touching the ground is really not a suitable place for a domestic cat to have a conversation.
If there was a scoring system for the dialogue environment, from 0 to 10, here, where crops are sprouting and wild flowers are swaying, it depends on the weather to barely get to 3, and no more.
What is suitable for a place with a dialogue environment score of 3? Well, it's suitable for, "Morning, have you eaten?" This kind of conversation does not need to start or end. It's suitable for both parties to pass by without stopping.
But what a pity. Questioning the subject of vampires' proud immortality was not this kind of conversation.
Zach naturally looked down and said, "Broken product." He reasonably speculated, "Shouldn't the vampire's soul be corroded?" That defines the nature of vampires as being forever separated from the Holy Lord world. Is this a mistake
The black cat denied, "That's not wrong." It looked around, probably looking for something that could make the conversation more comfortable. did not find. Patience begins to wear thin.
The black cat raised its back body, gave up its sitting position, and began to move in front of Zach while standing on all fours. It did not look at Zach, but looked down at the dirt road that would be trampled under its own paws, "I think Frank has told your soul relationship with the world."
"The soul determines the size of the world." Zach's eyes inevitably focused on the back of the black cat. He unexpectedly felt that this cat is so fat. "But it wasn't Frank who told me, it was Papa who was very early at midnight." Told me."
The black cat's breath blew up a cloud of dust on the dirt road. Therefore, this breath can be understood as a human's "Humph!", "It's just after the soul expansion occurred, right?"
It really is.
Zach continued to feel the black cat's fatness with his eyes... "What do you mean?"
"It means, if I don't tell you that the soul determines the size of the world, how can you understand the world that can trap and kill vampires." The black cat raised his head and looked at Zach. Before he could make eye contact with Zach, he realized that Zach was looking at his broad body. He pulled his ears back and sat down again, "What are you looking at?"
Zach actually had the embarrassment of looking at the figure of a beautiful woman on the street and then being discovered, "I didn't see anything." He met the black cat's eyes and quickly got to the point, "You are saying that Papa is helping me understand the world at midnight. ?"
"You are not the Torido who stopped the colonial war, established the federation, and protected countless native Indians from being killed by the colonial army." Wait a minute, although this is a fact in history, the logic here is... " Does Papa have any reason to harm you at midnight?" The thin lines (pupil) in the black cat's eyes looked at Zach.
Zach raised an eyebrow, "Papa loves me at midnight?" Well, this conclusion is a bit hasty, but everyone should understand.
"Do you think Papa Midnight is so fond of your descendant (Ian)? That guy is so precious." Black Cat kept his gaze, "He is protecting Toledo's bloodline. You should be grateful."
Zach's raised eyebrows turned into frowns, "The attitude of gratitude needs to be spontaneous." Express your attitude first. Zach will need to think about it slowly later. Now, "You reminded me that you helped me." Why do I?"
"You have been rewarded by the Holy Lord, haven't you." Although the topic of the Holy Lord's reward happened between Frank, Sissi, and Zach. But is it surprising that Black Cat said it here? This is something that exists infinitely in the past, present, and future! It even watched as vampires were being created! Nothing it says is surprising! "I occasionally help guys who have gained the ability to rule the material world. Isn't it surprising?" The topic suddenly returned, "The consciousness of eternal life. Do you need a reminder?"
Zach made a sign of please.
"Barton has a gatekeeper of purgatory, Leo." The black cat said a name and seemed to be used to it. He was about to raise his paw to lick it. Halfway through, he looked at the dusty paw for a while and put it down. "He will live forever. You What do you think of his eternal life?”
"Sad." This is how Zach once commented on Leo's immortality. There is no need to change. "He is in a world that requires interaction, but he does not have the ability to interact with this world. He is just a stone, whether he exists or not, None of it makes sense."
"I won't refute you." The black cat's beard twitched as if it was a smile. "After all, even if I consider the immortal as my future owner, I have not considered him." It sounded like he sincerely agreed with Zach. "But, one thing you need to understand is that Leo is the perfect work for his god."
Zach was very direct, "It's a pity that his god no longer exists."
Black Cat answered quickly, "In fact, the old gods of the world have indeed been eliminated." The thin line in his eyes looked at Zach, and it seemed to be a little longer, "But purgatory still exists." Zach knew that he should listen carefully. "The origin of time still exists. If the world we live in now stops moving forward in time and returns to the origin." Time stops? "The world will no longer need to interact, Toledo, and your proud and superior interaction with the world will become meaningless." Black Cat gave Zach time to react, well, usually It was Zach who gave the other person time, and then, "The guardian of a world where time does not exist and the movement of the world is stopped, Leo, perfect."
Zack was uncomfortable because Black Cat kept insisting that vampires were 'bad'. Self-esteem is not something Zach mainly cares about. Like gratitude, this thing relies on spontaneity. Zach just feels like if you're going to stress something, at least make it clear to me where I'm broken. So, "The world doesn't stand still, vampires don't stand still, and the vampire's immortality is perfect for this world controlled by time. That's enough for me."
"Look around." The black cat was the first to look away. His pupils, which turned into thin lines against the light, began to expand as he looked at other beings in this world. Compared with the thin line facing Zach just now, now, as if to put more things in, "Vampire Toledo, there are many things in this world..." The black cat stopped sitting again and began to move, "There are many things in this world. Things are alive because of the existence of time." Quite suddenly, he passed Zach's side, as if... this conversation had come to an end, "The soul does determine the size of the world. Heaven, hell, the world created by the Holy Lord , only the soul exists." Turning back, "But there is only the soul, nothing else." The black cat turned back again, "Let this world filled with matter have countless living, vital, and capable people with this world. Interactive creatures, things, because there is time." He walked away, "Vampires? Creatures that share the same appearance with humans? Haha, you are just one of them. You vampires are the Holy Lord and don't even have the meaning of time. When you understand it, you are short-sighted and only care about the only soul you know, and have hastily made defective products. This is the consciousness that you vampires should be cautious about."
Zach watched the black cat go away and frowned.
What's on Zach's mind? here
Who created the inheritor who truly existed perfectly in this world controlled by time
After inking the remaining two-thirds of the way to the nursing home in Pochquin, Zach still had no clue.
"husband."
Zach's position? Remember the underground floors of sanatoriums, where dangerous patients were imprisoned? Zach is here.
The one who spoke was Murphy, who was no different from when she left Barton, except that her hair was tied up, which meant that she could no longer destroy her hair when questioning herself. Probably a good thing. "I brought back the clan's decision, and we can go back to Grande to talk about it." It should be that after Zach raised his doubts about sharing the surname, the memory ability was in Toledo's surname, and Assamat expressed his doubts about sharing the surname with Toledo. New decision to merge the Redo clan.
However, if you consider the ancestors of the thirteen clans, they all know that the Holy Lord buried rewards for vampires in the army of the colonial war. Then Frank knew the meaning of the surname Yesil, and the ancestor of the Asamat family also knew it. Assamat may not change its original intention of merging with Toledo, uh, it may be more positive.
Murphy didn't finish, "Now, Pochquin needs to explain to you why he is here torturing the souls of the central wizard family." After saying that, he stood behind Zach. It was as if Zach was the foreign aid she called. Haha, this method of imposing a position works smoothly.
Zach glanced at Murphy who was standing behind him, "Zach. You are not my wife." Forgive Zach, he was not in a good mood, "The woman I married no longer exists, you are just a Samet.”
Murphy didn't mind, because this is the attribute of the twin clans. Seth and Assamite can only choose one. The person who originally decided to become a vampire will inevitably disappear, "Zach." Murphy followed Zac's advice. The title demanded, however, remaining behind Zach.
Zach pursed his lips, glanced at Pochi, who looked unhappy, ignored it, and walked towards Mrs. Quinn who was holding Andrew, "What happened here."
The background voice on the phone said that Mrs. Quinn was an impartial bystander, so Zach naturally turned to Mrs. Quinn to get information.
Andrew was sleeping soundly in Mrs. Quinn's arms, and the paleness of excessive fatigue appeared inappropriately on his sleeping face. Mrs. Quinn's tone was not very happy, "I don't know, I only know that when I arrive, Pochi is ordering Andrew to analyze the wizard's soul imprint." He glanced at Murphy, "And this lady..." He changed the title that Zach was grateful for, "This lady, I'm here to cheer you on."
Zach looked back at Murphy, "Cheer up?"
"Mrs. Quinn is mocking me." Murphy was as straightforward as ever, and then said, "I tried my best." His face was expressionless, "I am a vampire, I have no means to the information in the soul, this little wizard's soul wizard It's the only way to get information. Likewise, I'm a vampire, and I have only so many words of encouragement for wizards."
Zach roughly imagined the scene and shook his head. First-hand information has been obtained that Pochi and Murphy's goals are actually the same, although the two sides are not friendly to each other. Zach looked at Pochi, "So why are you torturing your own son?"
Pochi and Zach turned against each other, but waved to Zach, pointed upstairs, and actually invited Zach to go somewhere a little further to talk.
Zach looked back at Mrs. Quinn. Mrs. Quinn, on the other hand, had a 'why are you looking at me' expression.
Zach agreed. Let Murphy stand where he is, don't follow, and go up with Pochi.
It is worth mentioning that on the way to Porch's office, Zach and Soul Walker Sloan had a face-to-face meeting. Even with the mask on, Sloan didn't say hello, and neither did Zach. The corridor of the mental hospital where the wizard's soul screams and flies by at any time, dialogue score, 0.
As soon as Zach entered Porchi's office, the thimble on his hand started to move, and dark red spells began to crawl onto Zach's skin. At the same time, the walls of Porchi's office began to twist, and there was a faint dark red spell. The text twisted in the walls.
"No need!" Pochi glanced at Zach's hand, "Let your wizard calm down! Don't destroy my protective witchcraft here!"
"This is your sanatorium, do you need protection?" Zach asked Sam to take back his witchcraft.
"All the lunatics in Barton are gathered here! What do you think?" Hao asked rhetorically.
Zach shrugged. A conscious guest will consciously look for a seat where he can sit.
Pochi looked at Zach, who was sitting opposite him, "And our conversation needs to be **."
Zach didn't respond. This is the first time I have seen Boqi’s working environment, so curiosity is inevitable. First impression: On the bookcase next to the wall, there are family photos of Mr. Green, the previous owner of the nursing home. Haha, Boqi is determined to protect his office, but he is too lazy to replace these things, tsk tsk tsk.
Pochi realized Zach's critical eyes and knocked on the table, "Look at me!" to remind Zach to focus, "I stayed after you left at Emilia's birthday party."
We previously speculated that Harrison wouldn't tell Porky anything. We're not wrong, Porky
"Harrison and Amelia didn't say anything to me, tut!" He shook his head irritably, "But the next day." It was the day before yesterday, the day Andrew was at Grande, "Amelia returned everything The case I sent her.”
"Patient?" Zach was focused, "A case of a patient who receives the soul of the central family wizard?"
Pochi nodded, "Yes, she has been using personality growth to coach those people to adapt to normal life." Emilia's business, I won't explain more, "The results have been good, and I also plan to sign a long-term cooperation with Emilia contract, but she suddenly did this!" Poch stared at Zach, "What do you think is the reason?"
Zach really didn’t want to help Porch. Although he now guessed that it had something to do with what Harrison was going to say to him at the party that day, his answer to Porch was, “How do I know? I look like Amelia will Someone who shares his thoughts?"
Everyone knows that Emilia doesn’t like Zach.
The corner of Pochi's mouth twitched, and he really thought that Zach had no idea, "Then let me tell you! The wizard in the middle is doing something! Emilia found out! Then she told Harrison, she might not care Harrison cares about your safety! Harrison wanted to remind you! But you idiot thought I was going to stop you, so Harrison didn’t dare to say anything! Now, I have to figure it out myself!”