When it was confirmed that Bernardino was under the control of the paper hime, another question arose......

Annan was sure that he had never offended this man.

The bell-ringer never communicates with his clergy, so it cannot be the bell ringer's own order;

Bernardino, as the Pope of the Bell Ringer, could not have done anything with the Book of Cranes. He is so dead that he can't fit the Book of Heavenly Cars with the attribute of "brilliance" at all, and I'm afraid he can't even see it, let alone touch it and get it.

There is no point or benefit to him in opposing himself.

And he already knew who the book of truth was...... There is no need to come to Jiu'er to catch yourself and take the bait, you can find yourself directly through the eyes of passers-by.

…… It was as if he wanted to die in front of Annan on purpose.

I didn't give away my head like this.

"What exactly is your purpose?"

Ignoring Bernardino's provocation, Annan raised his voice again and asked, "Although you have made a move on my people...... But I can also take your word for it. As long as you can convince me. ”

"Then let me go first."

In the face of mortality, Bernardino did not have the slightest fear.

He just let out a low laugh and said in a calm tone, "This is not what a chat should be." ”

"—This is not a chat, it's an interrogation."

Annan took a few steps forward, stopped at a certain distance, and gave a cold response.

He looked directly at the old man in a wheelchair, as lifeless as a dry corpse.

Seeing this, the corners of the old man's mouth rose slightly.

"At this distance, as long as I move my fingers, I can hook your soul out......"

Although his whole body was bound by silver chains and his life was passing rapidly, the old man only squinted at Annan.

But Annan had no fear.

He just nimbly played with two silver coins on the tip of his right finger.

The two silver coins fluttered around his fingertips like butterflies, reflecting the sun's brilliance.

"—at will."

Annan smiled gently: "But do you really want to do this?" ”

“…… Ha. ”

The old man stared into Annan's eyes without the slightest fear, and after a long time, he suddenly laughed: "You are really not afraid." ”

He uttered a hoarse and low voice: "Fools know no fear, but heroes have nothing to fear......

"What kind of person are you?"

"I don't know."

Annan did not hesitate and replied without hesitation: "It doesn't matter. ”

“…… It doesn't matter, right? ”

As if surprised by this answer, Bernardino was silent for a long time.

He seemed to be thinking about something.

As time passed, Bernardino, who was continuously drained of life by the ritual of the paper queen, became weaker and weaker.

Just when Annan couldn't help but start thinking about whether to let the paper him stop first, Bernardino finally spoke up.

He glanced at the paper hime and then at Annan.

He spoke slowly, "You know ......

“…… Is your life run out? ”

"Presumptuous!"

Paper Ji immediately opened his mouth and reprimanded.

Annan was not angry, but asked with interest: "You mean, I'm going to die now?" ”

"Not now."

Bernardino corrected: "It's that you're already dead." ”

- It sounds a bit like an insult.

Such a thought came to the minds of the onlookers.

"You want justice?"

"No, I just ...... I hope to communicate with each other. ”

The old man's tone was almost humble: "There are things that I cannot seek and will not find. And there are some things that you can't get and can't do. ”

Unknowingly, Bernardino changed the honorific title to Annan.

Annan, however, had already realized what Bernardino had come for this trip.

I am afraid that there are not many people who can know that "Annan" has died once.

If you can't see through the past and the future and the number of soul lives, it is impossible to confirm that "Annan" has changed people.

And Bernardino obviously didn't get the information from the bell ringer, but relied on his own magic ability-

To be more precise, it should be when he stole the memories from Salvatore and confirmed that "this is not the real Annan...... Or to be sure that the "Annan" of the previous generation is dead, and this is Annan's "second week".

Based on this...... Annan already knew what he wanted.

- What Bernardino is looking for is the "skill of rebirth".

…… So ridiculous.

Annan almost burst out laughing.

Bernardino's way of fighting is to cause trouble for his enemies by teasing and fleeing from death; And now, as he nears the end of his life, he is not thinking about calmly meeting his inevitable death, but thinking about how to escape from this mission.

It's ironic.

Is this the Pope of the Bell Ringer?

Dear, the advice here is to believe in the bones.

It's really love, love.

Annan raised the corners of his mouth and looked at the old man.

"What the hell do you want, tell me straight."

Annan calmly recounted in an unquestioning tone: "As long as the price is right, it is negotiable." ”

Hearing this, the old man exhaled lightly.

The bandage-covered face couldn't see his expression clearly, but he could vaguely feel that he was relaxed, as if he understood something.

“…… I see. Was it a ritual that you invented yourself? ”

"Indeed I am."

Annan replied calmly: "But I have been reborn and lost my previous memories. If you ask me how the ceremony works, I won't be able to answer you. ”

Anyway, let's admit that I did use some kind of self-rebirth ritual.

In the face of Annan's answer, Bernardino did not give up.

He simply asked, "I have heard that the Pope of Mother Moth has been passed down from generation to generation and has risen from the dead...... It never has any memories of the previous generations, but it is always a soul.

"Are you using rituals from this realm?" Can the rituals and divine magic of the moth's realm replenish their souls? ”

- Sure enough.

Hearing Bernardino's inquiry, Annan confirmed his speculation.

…… Bernardino is almost burned out of soul.

Refining the elements to the extreme, intending to sublimate his soul...... But you don't have a book of truth that fits it.

Is he looking for a way to escape death and prolong his life, and plans to wait for the birth of the Book of Truth that he can use?

"I don't know. But listening to your description, it should look like this. But what I know is that there is knowledge beyond memory. ”

"This should indeed be the magic of the Moth Realm......"

Bernardino breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you very much...... Lord Duke. ”

Annan asked, "Speaking of which, what would have happened if I had killed you then?" ”

Hearing this, Bernardino hesitated for a moment.

The face under the bandage was silent for a moment, but he replied, "In return, I will answer your question."

"I have a curse on my body that has been strengthened to the limit and engraved with an inscription. Anyone who has ever killed me will be bound by the Curse of the Dry Soul. When they are asleep, memories and knowledge continue to flow to me...... This is one of the reasons why I am strong. ”

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Annan raised his eyebrows.

"Excuse me, who did you learn about my existence?"

“…… That's another question, my lord. ”

Bernardino smiled, his voice getting lower and lower, and he slowly lowered his head.

He was finally drained of life by his own spirit.