Nenad also said one thing before leaving. James Lance's father, General Lance, will arrive at Patton at noon today. The Sabbat means that the vampires of Allen's Funeral will take over the reception.
"I'll do it." Zach simply mentioned.
"Okay." Nenad finished speaking and left.
There was no time for Roy Zmich to lament how much Zack was acting as a local emperor in Barton... Emperor, a black cat stepped into Grande.
"What is this?" Zach asked, looking at the scroll in the black cat's mouth.
"This is humiliating." Still shaking the thin roll of paper in his mouth, the black cat still made a sound, "West decided to treat me like a dog." Pull, the paper roll was spat on Zach before.
Zach picked up the scroll and opened it. Zach recognized the handwriting. It belonged to West. Zach glanced at Roy, "The situation about the Holy Lord has been sent to you. Although you are unwilling to carry out the mission of Lute Lesembula, but..." Before Zach could finish speaking, Roy had already taken the initiative to come over. .
"You'd better explain to me why this cat can talk first."
Also, among the information that the Sabbat knew about West, there was no information about the black cat.
"Zmich~" The black cat came to Roy's side, "Roy Zmich~"
"you know me?"
"Meow~" The black cat shook its tail, and actually ignored Roy so much, and said to Zach, "I delivered the things. Since I have come to you, I hope to meet the God of the Republic in Grande. "
"I can't control the whereabouts of 'Jian'." This is the truth. The ability to switch between existing worlds at any time through the mirror is not something that a vampire trapped in this only world forever can track. Since Roy Zmich came to Grande yesterday, Zach has not seen the shadow of 'Jian'.
"I know you can't master it, but I know it's coming back soon. Madison's ability is with me~ Don't forget, I'm just informing you. After all, you are the master of Grande."
"Ha, are you polite? Okay, you can do whatever you want." Zach waved his hand and ignored it. He glanced at Roy. Roy seemed to want to investigate the identity of the black cat and didn't ask Zach to leave. That's fine, Zach I went back to the office and flattened the paper.
This is a manuscript from Vega City in the west, the last 'miracle' left by the Holy Lord to this world before he left this world.
It’s been a while since the last story in Vega City, and West also thoughtfully wrote a summary of the story—
*Mayor Vega’s secretary, Lily, relies on Grande employee Logan’s undercover operation to uncover information about the Apocalypse Cult, which aims to destroy the social structure of the west. On the one hand, he stole his power to provide Grande's employee Russell with a share of the western blood market. *
Sure enough, it was similar to what Zach had thought. When West wrote Vega's story before, he deliberately divided the story into two lines. It was the characters used that left Zach speechless. The ability to shape reality, whatever she writes becomes true. Why doesn’t West just make up a few random characters to satisfy her writing desires? Tsk, she has to use Grande’s people. Why.
Zach starts reading…
Logan participated in several actions of the Apocalypse Sect, killing aliens, killing humans, and destroying the foundation of western society. Regardless of the righteousness of helping Lily avenge, Logan has returned to his former life as a criminal.
While providing food for the Secret Alliance orphans (vampires) selected by the Sabbat from the Central Region, Russell signed agreements with those orphans and purchased the blood of these orphans at the same time. He obtained the Western Central Region at a price that was several times higher than the blood price of the Sabbat vampires. support from the lower classes. The identity of the blood merchant is already on track.
In the two story lines of Logan and Russell, a person appears at the same time. A Vega City police detective—
Logan's resumption of criminal behavior, like the previous serial murders of interracial people in Vega, troubled the police of Vega Police Station. The pressure of the case that has never been solved is piling up on a certain police detective.
Russell gained an absolute advantage in the blood market in terms of population, which made some vampires in the Sabbat not very happy. Several conflicts occurred that were beyond the capabilities of the law enforcers. The constant dissatisfaction with the vampires accumulated together with the pressure from the front.
Did you expect that this detective was the one who came to Barton - Detective Vega who still uses the pseudonym of 'Bell' and lives in a small hotel in Becky
Zach received the person's address, but never looked for him.
It's not that Zach was careless. Although Bell left a good impression on Zach when he came to Grande, it was a bit redundant to contact Detective Vega who deliberately concealed his identity before knowing the other party's purpose.
If you recall (LIV Volume 9), you should have an impression of what Bell said at that time - Bell gave his address to Zach, indicating that he had no ill intentions towards Zach, a vampire, and could continue to communicate, but Bell's focus was not on communicating with Zach, but on Looking for Darcy. It was just that Darcy's life was threatened at that time, so it was inconvenient. Bell had warned Darcy that he would go to Darcy after Darcy had finished dealing with the troublesome matters at hand.
Now, Zach saw from West's manuscript the reason why the police detective named Bell came to Barton to find Darcy - this Bell was the inheritor of a secret.
The secret means that he is not the inheritor who was captured by the Sabbat vampires. He is an alien who 'accidentally' cycled through life and became a human in the west. He was raised by human parents and grew up to be a policeman who upholds human law.
Some of the pressure is too difficult to bear in this life cycle. This Bell is looking for a shortcut - the 'specimen' he has been secretly following, Darcy, who was kept in captivity by the Sabbat and happens to be in the police force.
West spent a lot of ink writing about Bell and the pressure on Bell. The pressure on the inheritors themselves, the pressure on the police profession brought by the vampires in Sabbat society, and the pressure brought on by the relationship between people and alien races...
The manuscript, which was not frivolous, was read by Zach.
Zach was a little upset. This is obviously just an outdated archive! If you compare the timeline, you will know that Bell's experiences with pressure occurred long before West promised... no, the Holy Lord promised to write a good ending for the two employees of Grande. What does it matter now? The story that was promised to the employees of Grande was just snatched away by a passerby who appeared out of nowhere
"Your expression is a little too real~" The black cat appeared in front of Zach again, and Roy, who looked dull, said, "If you vampires could face the Holy Lord with this face earlier~ Haha, how about everyone's life It will be much better~ at least~ the colonial war four centuries ago will not happen~"
Ignoring Roy for now, Zach looked at the black cat that started licking its fur in front of him again, "Where's the manuscript behind it?" Zach knew that the black cat was mocking, mocking how hypocritical the vampire's respect for the Holy Lord was. If the vampires had disdained the Holy Lord as the maker earlier, they would not have invaded this continent for the Holy Lord's selfish desires.
But Zach would not accept such words. Zach could admit that his respect for the Holy Lord was hypocritical, but he would not represent all vampires. It was Zach’s upbringing not to use his own worldview as a standard to constrain others.
"You don't have to worry~ Of course you will have it later. The ability to shape facts is very useful~but~" the black cat's little tongue pressed against his own fur, and he paused deliberately, "You have also been written about a lot by Madison, by others. How does it feel to write it as if it were a story? Is it fun?"
Zach frowned, "Speak up if you have something to say."
The little tongue resumed the licking action, "West has already decided the outline of the ending, so you can rest assured that there will be a subsequent story, but there are some details in the middle that West doesn't want to write~" Adjusted his posture, With his butt facing Zach, he bent his head over to lick the hair on the back half of his body, and continued, "Lest you feel that your reality was written by him~ The process in between is your own control~"
Zach was silent for a while, thought of something, and frowned, "In Barton's Bell, West plans to use this police detective role to pull out Logan who is deeply involved in criminal activities, and maybe use some blood that has been mastered Russell who has market reputation goes to Russell who does stupid things." The stupid things were mentioned by the black cat last time. Russell may have recklessly rescued Charlie, and we have just learned from West's outdated manuscript that Russell has caused some vampires. dissatisfied.
"Tsk tsk tsk~ Zachary Toredo deserves to be regarded as a story writer for so long. The dramatic routine is very familiar~"
Zach didn't want to accept this praise, "Does West mean that I can create the role of Bell in Barton?"
"Hmm~" Black Cat moved his butt, "His mental journey is already in your hands, isn't it? Let's use what you are good at Toledo~"
Zach's eyebrows frowned even more tightly, "This doesn't make me feel comfortable. Why should I pretend to do it on my own when West can do something with just a few strokes of his pen?"
This uncomfortable feeling is hard to describe... Let's use our imagination to understand it - if fate is destined by God, then don't talk about luck and misfortune in your life, it's not worth it.
The black cat stopped licking its fur, turned back to Zach, and sat in a rare serious position, with its tail wrapped around the side of its body, and its vertical pupils looked at Zach, "How about I ask you a few questions, what do you think about West? What is the ability you have now?"
“Shaping reality.”
"Well, whatever she writes will happen in this world." Black Cat agreed with Zach, and then said, "On a one-way road, there is a person with two doors, one in front of the other. The last two places, please tell me, how will you continue walking on the middle section?"
Although Zach didn't quite understand this metaphor, he still knew that this was Black Cat explaining West's ability, "It's a one-way road, of course I can only go forward."
"Well, yes, let's go forward. What if the doors in front and back don't exist?"
"It's a boring question. Of course, keep moving forward. Unless you change the premise, this is not a one-way road. I don't need to go. I can stop."
"Not boring, not boring~" Black Cat's pupils became narrower, "This road is time. There is only one direction, called forward, and only one way of running, also called forward. This road is the time of this world. Those two doors are heaven and hell~"
Zach was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say.
Black Cat continued, "You said that West shaped reality, and I said, haha, our Holy Lord is so weak that he only remembers..." Trying to understand: "In the present between the past and the future, the only way to move forward is to move forward. A reality~" The tail around her side shook, "Holy Lord, our creator, overlooking the great existence of this dimension, now, hehehe, only a little low-level knowledge is still in her. The corrupted godhead is hit~"
Looking down at the great existence of this dimension.
If fate is destined by heaven, then don't talk about luck or misfortune, it's not worth it. Just move forward, we are just humble microbes in this overlooked dimension anyway.
Zach pushed away the black cat who was sitting on the manuscript. To prepare for the role of Bell, Zach needed to study the mental journey of this inheritor more seriously...
It's not rude, 'Jian' showed up. Black Cat was disturbed by Roy just now and struggled with his identity. Now 'Jian' is the reason why Black Cat stays in Grande.
"The Holy Lord really comes from a place higher than this world." The timing of 'Jian' was good. The God of the Republic heard the important point.
The black cat continued seamlessly, "It doesn't make sense where you come from~" He approached the 'Jian' whose mirror was fading, "I need a breeder for me, the God of the Republic~ Are you interested~"
Well.
It's not the first time either. The last time West had heart valve repair surgery, the black cat came out to find his replacement. It's just that at that time, his requirements were relatively low. He was an immortal and could provide it with the necessary support for its survival in this world for a long time.
If you remember, Black Cat went to find the inheritance couple Cliff and Linda, and was beaten once.
This time, West will no longer be able to take on the work of raising it. The black cat's requirements have been raised to a higher level and he is looking for the God of the Republic.
"What can you give me?" 'Jian' is not talking nonsense, and there is no need to be pretentious. We all know what 'Jian' wants. The gods of the Republic need the Holy Master to create knowledge that is free from the constraints of time in this world. The need for a key to heaven's door is also because heaven is outside the present and is in the future. The so-called heaven of the Republic God wants to transcend the binding of time in this world.
"I travel infinitely between this world, hell, and undivided heaven and hell. Although I have wasted the abilities I stole from the Holy Lord in the past 50 years and cannot help you, the God of the Republic, directly accomplish your goals, at least I , I can forever relay to you the situation of the separation of heaven and hell. You can always learn something from it~"
Zach was concentrating on reading the manuscript, 'Jian' was seriously thinking about Black Cat's proposal, and Black Cat was confidently waiting for 'Jian''s answer.
It was Roy who lost control of his expression. He heard a lot of information that he couldn't absorb at the moment~ Hehe, leave him alone and let him absorb it slowly. (To be continued)