If we believe in ideals, in justice, and in the courage to defeat evil, then there will be no war, and people who have been injured and died due to epidemics, famines, natural disasters, and violence will not appear.

It is precisely because this world is ugly and beautiful that the gods who created the world continue to write hymns to life, and at the same time, they also give people painful trials and choices, and add a little excitement to the world with flesh and blood falling from the sky.

Of course, it is not up to human beings to guess what God likes, there is only one thing to consider, and what kind of choice is the most valuable and the most effective to achieve.

Li Lin's views are perfectly consistent with his status as a camp leader, and he is full of efficiency, correctness, and cruelty.

"Don't you want to be a brave man? If you are a brave man, there is no doubt that there is only one thing to do. ”

That's right.

Punish the bad guys and get justice.

Save the world, save the happiness of the majority.

On the scales of the equivalent exchange of sacrifice and redemption, the greatest collective happiness is exchanged for the smallest individual sacrifice.

To exchange the life of a murderer who is scolded by thousands of people and hated by thousands of people for a smile of gratitude from a country and even countless people - for a young man who is determined to help everyone in the world, is there a more suitable opportunity and a more tempting reward than this?

The boy shook his head firmly and said in a low voice:

"I don't want to think of myself as the 'embodiment of justice' and arrogantly look at other people's lives. ”

Becoming like his adoptive father, for the sake of rightness, for the sake of "innovation" and not caring about the consumption of other people's lives - just imagination scares Roland.

"She's no longer able to move, so I'm going to hand her over to the government. What's so bad about having the law and those who were killed convicting her of her sins and making her atone for her actions?!"

Not good at all.

The V.E Company, the Church, the Archbishop, His Majesty the King—Charlemagne's forces inside and outside the country would never want to see this guy go to court alive and leak their little secrets.

What's more, as part of Li Lin's plan for the upcoming negotiations with Archbishop Lai, a dead "Jack" is an indispensable souvenir.

As for families who have lost their children, the masses who spend their days in fear and anxiety, a humiliating trial of the century will surely satisfy their psychological needs. But given social status and influence. Who cares about them? Anyway, if you can give them a result of "Jack" being killed, and then hang the stripped and tarred corpse on the city wall for them to vent to.

In the name of profit and justice, Jack must die.

These can't be said to Roland, a good man, a virgin, and an immature brave, and some ...... are needed A more acceptable rhetoric.

"It's a pity. But she doesn't seem to appreciate it. ”

A mocking smile. Glancing at the woman who staggered to her feet.

"Kill...... Kill you. Dissect you...... Atiennu, I'm going to save Atiennu......"

The original dark blue coat was stained with all kinds of dirt and turned black, and the constantly changing side face was completely distorted. Confused and disconnected words make it impossible to distinguish which personality is actually speaking.

"After suffering blows one after another, the mental boundary completely collapsed, and the triple personality was mixed together. ”

In response to the witch's smile, Gulinda, who stood up in a strange posture with her neck tilted, repeated those words mechanically.

Lewdness, strictness, and cherishment—the bizarre faces of the three emotions that are constantly intertwined, and as Salome says, the three personalities have been stirred together and cannot distinguish each other.

"She can't stop for a long time, let alone stop now, even so, do you still want to redeem such a worthless guy?"

The witch sneered and stood up, a swirl of light that Mana had condensed behind her.

Fifteen fist-sized golden vortices spawned spell circuits, and along the clear design and depiction, the glittering blood-red spears were quenched from the golden vortex as if they were reborn from the flames, and the tips of all weapons were pointed at the barely standing Gulinda.

"Forget it...... If you don't do it, let me solve this waste, I've been trying to find a bastard for a long time. ”

The long hand was raised, and the crimson spear trembled like a hound about to pounce on its prey.

"Longinus—"

"Wait!"

Roland spread his hands and stood between the spears and Gulinda.

"Go away, little bastard. Otherwise, I'll make you skewered with Longinus, and then get some sauce and eat it raw. ”

"At least, at least let her meet her children, Etiennu"

"Etiennu?"

Salome seemed to think of something, and sneered loudly.

"You're talking about—is that it?"

The extended magic hair curled up a ball of baggage from the side and placed it at Roland's feet, and then the moonlight sprinkled through the clouds, revealing the gap in the baggage.

“——！！”

The buzz of the head turns white, the mind stagnates, and the feeling stops.

He had seen hell with his own eyes, and he had seen the most miserable scenery.

"Atiennu! Atiennu, why are you here?!"

There was an excited and nervous call from behind, but there was no response.

He could only feel the pain of being clutched in fear and despair, and he couldn't take his eyes off the burden, and the calls behind him were like boulders that kept increasing in size, and he couldn't breathe.

I don't know whether to say it was a miracle or a mockery of fate, but at this moment, Gulinda's personality was reunited into "mother" and called fervently.

"Don't be afraid, Mommy. ”

"You ......"

His throat was choked, and he couldn't spit out words at all.

Gu Linda dragged her limbs happily and anxiously, moving towards the burden step by step, but until now, she did not answer even a word.

Inside the baggage was the highly decomposed corpse of a toddler, revealing the bones of a young child, a few strands of dry linen hair swaying in the wind.

"Mom, come here, tonight, tonight will cure you, and you can go out again. You can swim, you can climb mountains, you can make friends!!"

Gulinda stretched out her hands, stumbling and nearly falling several times, her face full of love and gentleness that people couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

Roland stretched out his hand to hold her, but several times the outstretched hand retracted as if it had been pierced by the loving voice.

It didn't work to do anything, Gulinda Noem had gone crazy for a long time, and her heart had broken before she split her personality.

It can be judged from the corruption of the corpses. The time of death was at least one year or more. That is, some time before the appearance of "Jack the Ripper". At the moment when Aiko stopped breathing, Gulinda went crazy and refused to believe the fact that Etiennu was dead, and only the figure of Aiko being tormented by illness remained in her eyes. Refuse to face up to the surrounding qiē. Divide the personality into three. On the grounds of treating his son. Committing countless sins.

"Stop......"

The boy bit his lip and moaned.

"Atiennu, come here. Mommy makes you a delicious snack......"

Gulinda ignored it and continued to drag on.

There was no Roland, no Salome, only a boy's phantom in her eyes.

"Stop!Stop!!Your son is already dead!!!a

A miserable, angry roar tore through the night sky.

Letting out a mournful cry like weeping blood, Roland felt that his heart was pierced by a big hole, and Gu Linda's mood was not that he couldn't understand, and he wanted to protect his loved ones, and his heart-wrenching mood - Roland understood it with empathy.

It is precisely because of the resonance and the spiritual intersection with Gulinda that it is tantamount to denying his motherly love is tantamount to denying his long-standing philosophy. But because of this resonance, Roland knows very well what Salome's phrase "can't stop" means.

Unable to face the truth, Gulinda will never stop killing children, and as long as the painful and haggard phantom of Atiennu in her eyes remains, she will continue to live as a murderer.

"Etynnu is dead, long dead!You're just chasing the Phantom!!Senseless wasted effort!!!!!!!"

"Ahhh......h

Gulinda trembled, her hands trying to raise her ears to block them, but the shattered bones and paralyzed nerves could not support the action.

"You're just self-satisfied!!"

Uttering Li Lin's accusations, Roland himself was stabbed.

Gulinda is self-satisfied, so what about herself?

Isn't it self-satisfied folly to want to redeem and help others as much as possible without harming them? What is the difference between Gulinda's behavior?

"You...... Shut !! mouth"

Turning around and roaring like a mother beast guarding her nest and her young son, Gulinda opened her mouth - with the only remaining weapon and the only remaining strength to pounce on Roland, shocked by the fearless momentum, Roland even forgot to dodge, and was about to be bitten by the throat.

Boom –

Drawn to the sound of metal penetrating through the ground, Roland and Gulinda looked at the source of the sound together, and both gasped.

The crimson spear, Longinus, pierced deep into the corpse's skull, piercing into the ground.

Because of the strong impact of the cannonball, after a light sound, the entire skull exploded, and the fragments flew out.

Looking up, Salome sneered disdainfully.

"Ati...... Ennu?"

Unable to comprehend what was in front of her, Gulinda grunted in confusion, then trembled like a seizure.

"Atien Nununu Nunu Nunu !!!!!!!!!!"

The roar exploded instantly, and the mother collapsed like a collapse, crying and constantly hitting her head on the ground, and in a few moments, a large cloud of blood stained the ground red.

"Atiennu, Atiennu, Atiennu, Atiennu, Atiennu, Atiennu, Atiennu, Atiennu, Atiennu, Atiennu, T

Gulinda rubbed her face against the ground, trying to put the scattered pieces back together and put them together. But this kind of thing could not have been done even with her hands intact, let alone at this moment.

Roland choked back tears and looked away, he couldn't do anything about it, and he didn't want to look any further.

In this moment.

"Ati...... Ugh!"

With a pop, the sharp weapon pierced through Gulinda's throat, a scalpel stuck in the ground, and Gulinda used the last bit of her body to get the knife out of the back of her spine.

"Sleep...... Go to sleep...... My dear darling...... Mom's hands ......"

The blood-blistering mouth uttered silent lyrics, and the blood flowed down with Roland's familiar lullaby, and the voice gradually lowered, turning into a whimper, and finally disappeared into the dawn of the east revealing the white of the fish's belly.

"Atiennu...... Certain...... Must have loved your songs, so ...... So ......"

His shoulders trembled, tears poured out like a flood that burst his banks, and his choked throat snorted hoarsely.

Maybe it was a prevarication, maybe it was a small prayer, or maybe it was just a simple blessing from the young man to their mother and son, Roland wept.

There is no night that never ends, and there is no nightmare that you will not wake up from, and the time of sunrise has finally arrived. (To be continued......)

PS: Have you ever heard the singing of lullaby, when I wrote this time, I was actually in a very bad mood, and I hope you will forgive me.