Chapter 49: Sinking Sea (16) Death Escape Warning

The high-ranking person could not hurt the special-ranking person with his own strength, even with her help.

But Makisuke had just used "Purification".

Eleanor was a little surprised when she felt the pollution weaken, but soon she smiled faintly. The wind and waves on the sea surface were gradually calming down, and the shadows wandering between the waves retreated further, dragging the dizzy young man away from this nightmare.

She did not expect that Makisuke could already use the talent of "Purification", even though it was still very weak. She did not expect

that Makisuke had already recognized her.

Eleanor stopped walking, she pulled down her hood, trying to do some useless rescue, and for a moment she did not know how to react.

She sighed, and then she turned around and walked to the young man, using her abilities to treat his wounds. During this time, no one spoke, and her long dark grey hair fluttered, brushing past the eyes of the person opposite her who occasionally glanced at her.

The wound stopped bleeding. Eleanor closed her eyes and asked softly, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

"The ability you just used is called 'Purification', and it is one of the talents possessed by the 'royals' of the imperial capital."

Eleanor stared at him, and after a moment of silence, she suddenly said, "So go to the imperial capital, where you will find everything you want to know."

"I don't know much about 'Purification'. If you want to make better progress, I can't give you more help." After Eleanor finished explaining, she added calmly, "I'm sorry, I have never been a qualified teacher."

Makisuke pursed his lips, as if he was sad for some unknown reason, and his voice was a little dry, "But why should the teacher feel guilty about me? It's not your fault."

Eleanor smiled lightly. She raised her hand and rubbed the soft whorl of Makisuke's hair, staring into the young man's clear and bright lake blue eyes. "When did you find out?"

Makisuke turned his head away and didn't dare to look at her. He hesitated for a long time before whispering, "Actually... I was a little suspicious during the military school league competition."

Eleanor's smile froze.

So her other identity was also lost? And even earlier.

It was an unprecedented embarrassment.

"Teacher, that weirdo seems to have calmed down." Makisuke shifted his gaze to the special class not far away. The monster that was still showing its fangs and claws not long ago had retracted all its tentacles into the sea, causing dangerous waves and trying to drown the entire island.

There were many looters in the inspection yard, so of course there was nothing serious.

Someone was coming.

"I've been looking for you for a long time. What are you doing here?"

A familiar voice with a low and gentle tone entered her ears. Eleanor stood up and looked at the person who came. At the same time, she quietly moved aside to block the ghost's interested eyes. His dark brown pupils symbolized neither warmth nor trustworthiness.

Eleanor did not intend to go over. She stood where she was and watched him approach indifferently.

"What do you want from me? Stop pretending, Cecil."

The ghost was not surprised at all. "You've been discovered, but I really have something to tell you. Don't you care about the crime?"

"He's in that cocoon, and it seems that he's planning to sacrifice himself to seal the special class again. It's a great decision."

"But it seems that it's useless for you to grab my collar?"

Eleanor's fingertips turned white from the force, and her pupils trembled, showing only panic, reflecting the chief's careless and vicious smile, "Why don't you stop him?! After all, he is also a member of the Procuratorate?"

Cecil's expression remained unchanged. He lazily closed his eyes, and his voice was tired: "It's really strange. I don't even care about my own life. Why do you think I would help commit a crime for no reason? He is of no value to me anymore."

"You...?!"

There was no time for her to think. Eleanor turned around and took one last look at Makisuke. She grabbed Cecil's arm and glanced at him with cold eyes. "Then you can come with me. Don't think I don't know that you want to divert me."

Cecil didn't comment and let Eleanor take him away.

The sea area near the giant cocoon was extremely polluted and was almost completely stained black. The dark and sticky fluid adhered from the top of the cocoon to the sea surface, forming a separate polluted area. When you stepped on it, you could almost feel the pollutants under your feet slowly crawling.

Eleanor cleared the black object that was crawling up to her feet in two or three strokes. She hurried to the side of the punishment, "Are you going to die?"

The sticky black line had extended to his shoulders and was still climbing. The next second, it would stick to his neck. Eleanor helped him clean it up, and then asked, "Where is the sin?"

The punishment was still staring at the huge monster in front of him, and did not respond to Eleanor's question, because they all knew it. He raised his hand and touched the outer shell of the cocoon. Through a layer of barrier, he saw the familiar figure standing in front of the curled up monster.

As if sensing something, he turned around and looked at him. His always cold eyes were tinged with warmth again, and the incomplete emotions finally became complete. But Punishment understood one thing from this look alone, that he really hoped that he could get over it.

Then why did you abandon me after giving me love and hope, just for those irrelevant people.

Eleanor wanted to break through the outer layer and go in, but Punishment stopped her, "This is his choice."

"...Don't be like me." Eleanor clenched her hands, and finally did not force her way in. She lowered her eyes. She hadn't felt this kind of emotion for a long time.

"Sin told me not to hate anyone." Punishment suddenly said, "It is indeed painful for him to think of those things, but he doesn't want to forget the wrong things he did, even if it was because of the manipulation of the imperial capital."

The inside of the protective shell suddenly fell silent, and the familiar figure completely disappeared from the focus of vision. In the end, only endless darkness remained, and no sound could be heard anymore.

The death of the plunderer cannot erase the special class, and doing so can only bring Sin into a strange slumber.

Maybe a few years, maybe a dozen years.

So that they can quickly control it after the strange awakening, reducing more losses.

Eleanor was silent for a long time and turned back to the Judgment Tower. She came here again, followed by Cecil's voice: "Strange, do you have anything else to do?"

"It has nothing to do with you."

Shadows gathered under his feet, shrouding his entire body. As long as she wanted, she could cut the fragile throat, eyes and heart. As long as she wanted, nothing could stop it.

As long as she wanted.

With her fingers slightly tightened, Eleanor retracted the shadows. She looked at Cecil and said coldly, "Sodu is you, right?"

"I guessed it." Cecil chuckled, "But it was only 'Sodu' during the league. You should have discovered it when it appeared in the source trace."

The deep brown eyes that filled the late autumn were warm and clear, but they were not his original color.

Extremely dreamy and extremely cold, this was his original color, the most real appearance of the chief of the inspection institute.

"I just happened to feel that a certain rising star in Slane gave me a familiar feeling. It happened that I was relatively free at that time, so I borrowed Suodu's body. Of course, I didn't need his consent. He was just a mid-level person."

"But I didn't expect to pass the test of tracing the origin... Don't get me wrong, I didn't do anything, and I didn't have access to the internal intelligence of your organization. What's more, I helped you, otherwise how could your two students infiltrate so smoothly."

"Besides these, what else do you want to know?"

As if she would always answer with patience, Eleanor curled her lips sarcastically, but she was not interested when she really got the answer. "I'm not interested in what you say, can you leave?" If

he continued to stay here, she might really lose control, and the damage caused by then would not be so simple.

The stimulated sea of ​​consciousness became abnormally active, and the pollution hidden under the blue sea became more and more unstable because of the intense emotions, causing endless storms and becoming uncontrollable. The impulse was about to invade reason.

Sadness, anxiety, anger, and boredom.

The idea of ​​wanting to destroy everything began when the figure of sin disappeared from sight.

"But why should we suppress it?" Cecil smiled, "Aren't we the same wrong? It's not a good thing to be sympathetic to those idiots."

He continued slowly, "It's okay if you want to kill me. I don't mind. Won't you do it?"

The plunderer itself is the most unstable existence.

Eleanor's ears seemed to be buzzing. She tried her best to control her mind and not be affected by his words.

"Durota, Dorota...! Wake up!"

The white ball was almost unconscious in the sea of ​​consciousness because of the waves. The observer and Eleanor's spirit were still connected. Of course, he could sense her emotions, a state of frenzy that was about to explode.

He hurriedly said, "I'll help you calm down! I'm exchanging the medicine that will work now, but there may be side effects..."

"No need."

"But you're in a bad condition now...!"

"It's okay." Eleanor murmured to herself again, "It's okay."

The shadow was growing, wrapping around the body, filling the extra space. Both he and she were tightly shackled, whispering like a twisted darkness. In this night without any luck, she raised her eyes, "Yes, it's okay."

The surging shadow swallowed everything, including the pain, and perhaps it would attack in the next moment and kill her and him together.

"Dorota! Makisuke is nearby and may pass by. Go find him! Let him help you!"

"No." Eleanor unexpectedly calmed down after hearing that, "I will hurt him."

"But he is walking here..."

The observer was interrupted by a sudden shout before she could finish her words, which abruptly overturned everything: "Teacher!"

A soothing breath was drifting towards her, soothing the extremely negative emotions bit by bit, but it was still not enough.

Eleanor held the dagger that appeared out of nowhere tightly, and put it into Cecil's palm. When she got close to him, she whispered, "You always wanted to kill me, right? Then stab it into my heart."

Cecil's attitude was rarely serious. He asked with interest, "Do you want me to cooperate with you?"

He took the dagger, and the sharp blade was enough to pierce through the heart. In the unbelievable look of the young man behind him, he pierced the familiar figure, and the blood spurted out and dyed his pupils red.

The tip of the knife left the body, and the deep red liquid kept flowing down. Before falling down completely, Eleanor turned sideways, and her gradually dull eyes slowly fell on the young man. She seemed to smile.

"Goodbye."

In the end, those shadows entangled and buried her, without even a glance, and he did not grab those hands this time.

And, sorry.