Chapter 127 Communication between the Three Kings

This is a special space isolated from the outside world. Only those who have been allowed by the owner of this place can enter.

"Kyosuke" walked in from outside. He walked with ease, his handsome face expressionless.

Elliot was still drinking tea, his brows lowered, and he didn't seem to have any intention of getting up to greet him.

"Sure enough..." the other two people present said in their hearts. One of them stood straight and was the first to speak. He said coldly, "Sir Colorless King, even now, you still refuse to show your true face to us?"

"I never knew that someone who could become a king could be such a coward!" he sneered bluntly.

Pei Zhen glanced at him silently, then he walked to the opposite side of the sofa, pushed open the chair, and sat down. He said softly, "Aren't kings like us chosen by stone slabs? Are you kidding me by asking us to have the bearing of a king?" His tone was flat, but it was this that made people more angry, more angry than mocking back.

The person who spoke seemed to be laughing in anger, but he quickly suppressed his outward emotions and said in a deep voice: "It seems that you don't realize that you have been chosen."

This made another person present laugh out loud. He moved slightly while lying on the sofa, and tilted his head to the side. He said lazily, "It sounds like you were not hiding in the beginning. You lay dormant for several years, and suddenly made a move and caused such a big mess. I'm talking about you, the Green King."

"Red King," the Green King smiled, "I am only giving our new friend a small test. As a reward for him inviting us here but being reluctant to entertain us."

"Obviously, our new member," he turned to Pei Zhen and said, "has a good mentality. He doesn't think that he is superior to other people just because he has become a king. Such a person is rare among kings."

The Red King said nothing more. He was not good at speaking, and with the constant pressure from the broken Red King Sword, he had to focus most of his energy on the unstable sword. He sat up and said listlessly, "So, 'Wuseless', you invited us here, do you have anything to say?"

Pei Zhen tilted his head slightly, with a smile on his lips: "Don't you two want to see me?"

"I had my followers gather information about me in Yokohama, planted people in cities where I had been reported, tracked down my friend Miss Isabel, and monitored her subordinates. Wasn't it just for the sake of meeting me?"

Hearing these words, the Red King fell silent. He was tall and strong, and even if he did nothing, just sitting there, he gave people a strong sense of oppression, like a tired lion, who would arouse people's vigilance with just a casual move. He opened his mouth and said, "Ah, it's me." He said, "I did all that because I was curious about the new 'Colorless King'."

Green King Bishuiliu also admitted it straightforwardly. He was thin, his pupils were heterochromatic, and his rationality and alienation were his fixed characteristics. He opened his mouth and said, "Very impressive, isn't it? I didn't send anyone, but a friend thought that she was worried about what might happen to you in the future, so she went so far in advance to get you an "insurance" and for this, she would rather be the enemy of an entire supernatural city. Compared with her, so many followers under the Red King wanted to delay the collapse of their king like crazy, but they didn't achieve anything. They are really a bunch of rubbish!"

"Green King!" The Red King was furious. His golden pupils seemed to be burning with flames, and his gaze was deep and sharp, like the tip of a sword pointing straight ahead, full of majesty and oppression. The Green King was also not polite. He looked back coldly, his whole body like a green bamboo, facing the cold face.

"Ding." It was the sound of the teacup hitting the saucer. Elliot was sitting on the periphery. He had an elegant posture. Although he was an outsider, no one dared to ignore him. He was the organizer and the one who made this gathering happen.

"That's enough," Pei Zhen waited for a while and said, "It seems that both of you have admitted what you did. Then you should know that I have reason to be angry about this."

Red King Zhou Fangzun did not speak, but Higurashi smiled and said, "Because you are the first 'king' who has tried the 'Sword of Damocles' and succeeded, all of us are curious about you."

"Kings are at risk of losing their swords. We have learned from past experiences. It would be a lie to say we are not afraid," the Green King said more slowly than the water. His tone was calm, as if he was hiding something. He said, "I thought it was Gold who was impatient to take action. He was the one who wanted this land to be stable the most. But I waited for a long time and he didn't make any move. So I had to start searching on my own."

"You want 'books'." Pei Zhen expressed their desire and purpose in one sentence.

Bi Shuiliu said coldly: "I have something I must do. I am looking for the 'book' to add an insurance policy to this matter."

Suohon sneered: "You are deploying your followers' power in Yokohama City. Is your goal to cause chaos in the world?"

No wonder Edogawa Ranpo wanted to find him. This man really should go and have a good talk with Fyodor. Their goals are completely opposite.

Pei Zhen said: "You won't find it."

"What did you say?" Bi Shuiliu was a little angry, and Zhou Fangzun also looked over.

Pei Zhen sighed softly: "Perhaps you may not understand it if I tell you directly, but after watching such a 'drama', I believe you should have a basis for understanding." He thought for a while and worded it: "Guess, if the 'author' keeps mentioning something, but the people inside can't find it, what is the reason?"

Pei Zhen answered them himself: "Because it is not time for 'it' to appear yet."

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like stirring up layers of fire waves, which suddenly stood up more solemnly than water. Zhou Fangzun was a little confused at first, but soon, a look of horror flashed in his eyes. "What... do you mean?" This time Bi Shuiliu was really angry: "Are you kidding us?"

"It could be in another city, or in the most inconspicuous place in the city," Pei Zhen ignored them and said, "It could also be in a 'Schrödinger state' between existence and non-existence. As long as the high-level narrative has not been concluded, no one can be sure where it is."

"Are you trying to use this to make us give up looking for the 'book'?" Bi Shuiliu said, "Even if you have to find an excuse, you have to find a good one. Are you trying to scare us with this ridiculous statement?"

Both guests were extremely intelligent people. They knew without much thought that the Colorless King was comparing their world to a book.

Actually, it’s several anime.

Pei Zhen smiled and looked at them: "It's just a metaphor, don't panic."

How can I not panic? When I am looking at the people in the book, I can naturally have the calmness and indifference of a bystander, but when I am the observer, the feeling of discomfort and fear arises from the bottom of my heart and cannot be concealed.

"However," Pei Zhen lowered his head, took a sip of the tea that Elliot had prepared, and said indifferently: "You have been looking for so long, but you haven't found even a trace, right?"

His eyes, which were colder than flowing water, seemed to be tempered by frost, and he wanted to dissect Pei Zhen inch by inch. There was no change in Suohono's expression.

"How long are you going to waste your time in this fruitless city?" Pei Zhen asked curiously, "I know you, one of you is at risk of losing the King's Sword, and the other one may have something to do with Leibo Street." This sentence made the other two stiffen a little, "But I want to tell you that you won't find anything here. Maybe you will have that chance after waiting for a long time, but I don't know how long that time will be. It is more likely that you won't be able to wait until then."

"Go find other ways." Pei Zhen advised: "Go to a place where high-level narratives cannot observe, and it may be possible to recover your losses."

Bishuiliu stared at him for a long time, then sneered, "Do you want to use this baseless and absurd rhetoric to make us give up the search in that city? Well, we can give up, but have you forgotten," he said softly, "If the 'book' is really not found, the 'pages' you have on you are not the last hope? For the sake of a city, you put yourself in the most dangerous situation, 'Wuseless', so you are such a compassionate and great person?"

Pei Zhen sighed again: "I'm just not used to leaving troubles in a place because of my affairs. Speaking of causing trouble for me, aren't you looking for me now?"

"Also," he said with a smile, "The 'pages' have been combined with the sword. If you peel them off, let's not talk about whether it will cause something unbearable to see..." Pei Zhen did not hesitate to make some threats verbally, "You may not be my opponent. By the way, you don't know the power of my 'Sword of Kingship' yet, right?"

He turned to Zhou Fangzun: "It is a skill that can easily bring irreversible damage to those around you!"

Zhou Fangzun sat still, but the aura around him suddenly became violent. His pupils stood up and he looked at him as if he was looking at a beast to be hunted, and could tear his throat in the next moment. He said hoarsely: "Don't touch them!"

"Do you cherish your followers so much for hiding your secret search for another king?" Pei Zhen was unmoved. He took a sip of tea and said, "However, after I got that ability, I haven't tested it on anyone yet. Your followers are not worth me breaking the example. But if they continue to be so reckless and let others despise my majesty, I will have to try it. You know, I don't use it because of my own self-cultivation, not to tie my hands and feet."

He said the intimidating words lightly, and now even Shuiliu could not say that he was not like a "king".

"After all," Pei Zhen said, "when you don't care about your own face, others will only step on it more rudely."

"I'm not the kind of king that people can get close to." He stated so clearly.