"Since you want to know the truth, I'll tell you. Perhaps after a previous experience, Bronlong's mentality changed subtly, he slowly walked to the side, and pointed to the dagger that fell to the ground when he was subdued by Alex before: "But before that, let's destroy this dagger first." ”

Alex stepped forward suspiciously, holding the dagger in his hand. For some reason, when he held this dagger, which looked very inconspicuous, there seemed to be a demonic whisper in his ears, and a cold feeling slowly rose from his back.

"This dagger, it's so strange. Alex said softly, "It seems to have a lot of negative energy incorporated...... It should not exist in the world. ”

Ingres looked at Alex with some surprise, as an alchemist, even if he didn't have a physical body, but with his eyes, it was easy to see that this dagger should have been soaked in death for a long time, so as to form the current cold meaning. But Alex, a mortal, was able to penetrate the true face of this dagger at a glance, which was beyond Ingres's expectations.

"This dagger comes from the space of the dead, and it is contaminated with the breath of the space of the dead, which is why she can sense the dagger and locate our location, so as to kill me. "Now, though she thinks I'm dead, the dagger is still here, and if she remembers it, she'll come back at any time." So, destroy the dagger as soon as possible. ”

Bronlong's words reveal a lot of information in and out of words, including the space of the dead, and what he calls "she". This made Alex even more confused.

"I know what you're trying to ask now, and I'll tell you when I'm done with this dagger. Burn Lang said.

Alex hesitated, but nodded, ready to destroy the dagger directly.

But at this time, Angel came over and took the dagger from Alex's hand: "This dagger is contaminated with a lot of dead energy, which hurts the living soul a lot, but it also hurts the undead. It's a pity to ruin. ”

As he spoke, Ingres waved his hand, and the dagger seemed to be covered with a coating. The original abundant dead qi suddenly disappeared, and the dagger became unpretentious.

Angel handed Alex the dagger of change: "This dagger can cause damage to the undead, I think it may be of some use to you." As for the aura above, it was covered up by my illusion, and the energy that sustained the illusion was the death qi in it, so as long as the death qi was not extinguished, the illusion would not dissipate. ”

Alex took the refreshed dagger, and indeed did not feel the cold again. Moreover, when this dagger is not in use, it will be hidden due to illusion, and only when it is wielded will it show a thin phantom.

Since he knows that there are undead in this cage, he may face the undead in the future, and having such a dagger means very much to him.

Thinking of this, Alex said to Angel very solemnly: "Thank you." ”

After the dagger's aura was masked, Bronlong also breathed a sigh of relief.

He first glanced at Angel, who had appeared: "You were the one who talked to Alex on the watchtower last night?"

Angel nodded.

"I've never seen you in Gusttown, who are you?" Brown Lang looked at him with doubt, this is a closed world, why is there an outlier?

"I was just a train rider who didn't arrive at the station and was forced to get off the train for some reason...... Hurried passers-by. ”

Ingres's answer obviously did not convince Chamberlain, and he didn't know whether to tell the truth, especially in the face of such an outlier.

However, Alex did not hinder him, and it was clear that he was not wary of Angel. And Bronlong himself was saved by Ingres, thinking of this, Chamberlain Lang simply ignored Ingres' existence and began to tell the truth slowly-

"You're right, it's true that Gusttown isn't a whole world, it's a constructed hourly space. What you said about the cage may be able to express the meaning more profoundly, because we are actually all caged birds......"

In fact, Bronlong didn't know much about things outside the cage, and everything he knew was actually a memory.

"I didn't know it didn't belong to me before, and I even enshrined it as my reason. Until one day, while praying to the Father, I suddenly began to have doubts about what I was holding onto, and this doubt was like a seed that slowly sprouted and grew. ”

So, I began to examine myself, peeling back each memory, and I finally determined one thing, that memory did not belong to me, but to an unknown existence...... Perhaps, it was a powerful being outside the cage that forcibly put memories into my mind. ”

"From that day on, I began to hide myself and serve God the Father more devoutly. ”

"I thought I would always be like this in the future. Until, Alex, you float down the river to the town of Gust. ”

Alex didn't understand what Burlen Lang meant: "What is that memory? What did my arrival change?"

Bronlong was silent for a long time, and seemed to be considering whether to say it, but looking at Alex's determined eyes, he remembered Alex's behavior before after he thought he was dead.

Bronlong finally sighed and said, "That memory that doesn't belong to me is very long. Throwing away the cumbersome information about this cage, there is only one meaning expressed in its core. ”

"Kill all outsiders. ”

Alex's pupils shrank: "Father means ......"

Bronlong nodded, "Yes, that memory was for me to kill outsiders, for example, you." ”

Alex's throat moved, his eyes flashed with surprise, he had always thought that he was just a cold observer in this matter, but he never thought that he was a participant, and a real core participant.

When Angel heard this, he wasn't too surprised, because he found out from the beginning that Alex was completely different from the others here, not only the tone of his language, his thinking mode, but also his dazzling aura, which was out of place with his surroundings. At that time, Angel had a guess that maybe the meaning of the existence of this cage was for Alex.

As it turns out, this is really the case. But what Angel didn't expect was that the existence of Fan Cage was to kill Alex.

However, now that Alex is alive and well, it is clear that Bronlong did not do so.

"When I saw you floating down the river, I knew that my mission, the purpose of my existence, was to kill you. Bronlong lowered his head: "Maybe it's because of a momentary psychological rebellion, or maybe seeing your gray hair reminds me of the Father...... And I know how terrible death is, but I want to kill you because of a memory that doesn't belong to me. I can't. ”

So Bronlong not only did not kill Alex, but adopted him.

But that memory, which did not belong to Buran Lang, reminded him all the time that he wanted to kill Alex.

In order to keep himself from being impulsive, Bronlong is training Alex to recite the canon all the time, and only when Alex recites the canon, Bronlong will feel that this is the messenger of God the Father, in the name of God the Father. He couldn't kill Alex and disobey the Father.

In short, Bronlong was using his religious beliefs to fight against that memory.

Bronlong believes in God the Father the most, and in order not to kill Alex, he simply cultivated Alex as a "God of the Father".

"I know you don't have a disdain for the Divine Codex, but I want you to read the Holy Text, not just to educate you, but to redeem myself. ”

Bronlong: "As your understanding of the canon becomes more and more accurate, the murderous thoughts in my heart have really calmed down. I thought I had overcome that memory that didn't belong to me, I thought that this life would last until I handed over the Cruja Church to you a hundred years later, and then passed it on from generation to generation, but what I didn't expect was ......"

At this moment, Mrs. Connie escaped her pursuit. ”

Alex: "I'm just trying to use Lady Connie to find out the hidden truth about Gusttown." What does it have to do with this? Who is she?"

Instead of answering Alex's words immediately, Bronlong continued to speak calmly: "The stability of Gusttown, I know, belongs to a dangerous balance. Because, the construction of the powerful existence of Fan Cage is not to build a beautiful paradise. ”

"The meaning of Fan Cage is chaos, blood, and killing...... And leave all the outsiders in this Shura field. ”

"Because I know the meaning of Fan Cage, I don't want Fan Cang to become like that, so I have been trying my best to maintain this fragile balance, including adopting you, and using the divine code to educate you, in fact, I also hope that you can not destroy this balance. ”

"But, after all, you are an outsider, and your vision has never been shackled in this little cage. You also have curiosity, and you have a thirst for the truth, so your pursuit of the truth still pries at this fragile balance. ”

"Lady Connie's disappearance has given her an opportunity to turn Fan Cage into a Shura field. ”

Bronlong looked back into the distance, and the Viscount's mansion echoed with cries.

"The murderous intent has risen, and even if Lady Connie returns, it may not change anything. This cage will eventually turn into a ghost, which is probably also ...... Let's get back on track. ”

Burn Lang's eyes were filled with distraction and despair. Seeing his balance shattered and the world scattered, his heart was very uncomfortable.

In Ingres's eyes, Bronlong is like a marionette in a stage play, this puppet is enlightened one day for some special reason, he discovers that he is a puppet, and he also discovers that his every action is not done at will, but is led by someone to move.

So, the puppet began to rebel, and he tried his best to get rid of the control of the string.

Maybe at some point, he really got rid of the pull.

But he forgot that the lead was just a lead, and the puppet was always on the stage. He can rebel, and as long as the other actors on the stage continue, he will never be able to get rid of this stage play.

That's it, you can't help yourself.

After being sad for a while, Bronlong finally came back to his senses and talked about the most crucial thing.

The space of the dead in the cage, and "she".