Chapter 1021 [Completed] In the Context of 'Rebirth'
Bertrand swings his legs leisurely. "Is that so? I don't think so. The Master only favors the Godfather, not us. Why would he need to resurrect us?"
A smile played on his lips as he lowered his gaze, stirring the few remaining ice cubes in his glass. "As you can see from extending the Godfather's life, your destiny isn't unchangeable, it's just unnecessary. If you could directly alter your destiny, why bother with the resurrection later? It would be redundant."
The silence among the crowd deepened into complete silence.
It's not that they couldn't think of this possibility, but upon hearing the news that they might still be alive, their first instinct was to be happy.
Once they calmed down, the first thing they thought of was what Bertrand had said.
Seekert wore a mournful expression on his handsome face.
Haha, their hard-won hope was shattered by their own little one.
It's okay! It's okay! It's nothing!
However, the others weren't in much better spirits either.
Morataya simply shrugged at this.
...
As soon as Christie pushed open the attic door, she saw a bunch of messy things floating swaying in the air.
"?"
Pushing aside a golden leaf floating in front of her, Christie saw the man slumped in a soft chair, seemingly searching for something, but unable to find it, he kept rummaging through the air for something.
"Sir, what are you looking for?"
Christie walked over as she asked the question.
The man held a gemstone in his hand, examined it, and, feeling it wasn't what he was looking for, tossed it aside.
The gem paused for a moment before floating away.
Christie: "..."
That's terrible, I can sense the grievance in the gemstone.
Christie raised her hand, her bent fingers covering her lips to hide a hint of a smile.
"I'm looking for something I got from the elves last time."
The gentleman took a moment to reply.
Christie paused for two seconds, then asked, "What did you get?"
Mr.: "...I forgot."
Christie: Just as I expected.
"Then why did you bring it out?" he asked again.
The man narrowed his eyes, fell silent, pondered for a moment, and concluded: "Forgot."
"..."
Christie sat down silently on the chair next to him, but as soon as he sat down, something floated over and touched his head.
He looked up in confusion and caught sight of a rolled-up letter decorated with a feather.
He reached out and took it, then looked at the man who had given up and stopped looking, "Sir, did someone give you this letter?"
The man glanced up, then closed his eyes again. "I don't know."
"...Can I take a look?" Christie suddenly asked, a hint of curiosity in her voice.
"See?" the man replied indifferently.
With permission, Christie untied the string from the letter, but after unfolding it, he fell silent. He looked up at the gentleman, his voice carrying a faint ripple, "Sir, this is a letter you are sending to someone else."
The man paused, slightly lifting his eyelids. "Hmm? When? For whom? I don't recall?"
Christie twitched the corners of her mouth slightly, looked down at the letter in her hand again, and her expression became somewhat indescribable. "Hmm... this is a letter from ten thousand years ago, to... Asa."
Mr.: "Oh."
He calmly turned over and said in a weary tone, "Then you can help me deliver it."
Christie's hand trembled slightly. "Sir, this letter was written ten thousand years ago, not a year ago."
Sir: "Is there a problem?"
Christie remained silent for a long time. "Ten thousand years have passed. Is the other person still alive?"
Mr.: "I don't know."
Christie smirked. "Okay, aside from the previous question, you've forgotten everything: what race is the other person, where is the other person now, what is the other person's full name, etc. Do you think I can still find them?"
The man turned over again, looking at Christie with a calm expression. "Is it serious?"
"...In terms of time, it is indeed very serious."
Christie looked at the letter in her hand, momentarily at a loss, and then silently rolled it back up.
After a moment, his attention fell on the feather, and a look of realization flashed in his eyes. "This is a letter you wrote when you were with the angels, isn't it, sir?"
His response was the man's listless, half-dead voice: "...Maybe."
Christie ignored him; his mind was now preoccupied with whether he could still complete the task that his master had suddenly abandoned him.
Christie was thinking quietly.
The gentleman lay there quietly, as if he had died silently.
Suddenly, Christie seemed to remember something, and muttered to herself, "Could the other party be a Nightmare Demon?"
Mr.: "Hmm?"
Christie looked up and smiled slightly. "Sir, you don't need to answer, because I already know, and I will verify it myself."
Mr.: "...Alright, then go ahead."
Christie sighed and put the letter away.
That's what they say, but where can he look?
He stood up as he thought about it, saying, "Then I'm leaving."
“Yes, let’s go.” The man answered without hesitation.
Christie: "..."
He sighed, and ultimately went to visit the angel and demon races.
Asa looked at the screen with a puzzled expression for a moment, then looked at R and leaned back a little uncomfortably.
Christie didn't spend much time visiting the demon and angel races to inquire about the situation, but when he returned to the island, he saw a message from Yuna.
The message said that the life candles representing the little witches had almost all gone out.
"Um?"
Christie was puzzled for a moment, then glanced at the candles, which had all gone out, and remained silent for a few seconds.
"Ugh...this is terrible."
Suspected of being infected by the gentleman's extraordinary insensitivity
Christy was unaware that her mental state had aligned with that of her husband, but she noticed him silently appearing beside her.
He turned his head and looked at him quietly.
Mr.: "What's wrong?"
"Nothing much, I just went out for a bit, and when I came back I found that all the children I'd taken in were gone." Christie said with a forced smile.
"Ah..." the man nodded quietly, "That's really bad. We can just pick a few more."
Oh, so even a man's mental state can change. It's hard to get even a little closer to his current state.
"..."
Christie smiled quietly. "I'll go see who did it."
"Let me take a look too." The man raised his chin.
A few minutes later.
Christie sat in the chair, one hand on her forehead, speechless for a moment.
"Did you find it?" The man sat to the side, holding pastries in his hand, his eyes half-closed in a lazy manner.
Christie nodded.
"Then why do you look unhappy?" The gentleman took a leisurely sip of tea.
Christie gave a fake smile. "The other party is a Nightmare Demon."
Mr.: "Well, so what?"
Christie's smile widened. "His name is Asa."
Mr.: "...Ah, what a coincidence."
Christie smiled and nodded. "It's quite a coincidence. I helped you find him, but he made sure all the children I picked up disappeared."
"I strongly suspect that this is due to your irresponsibility, sir."
"Ahem." The man took a sip of tea to clear his throat, then looked past Christie out the window. "Perhaps...it has nothing to do with me?"
Christie continued to watch him with a smile.
The man looked away and picked up another pastry. "Then you go and take responsibility for him."
Christie: "?"
Christie's smile vanished instantly.
"Never mind, I'll go with Zeand first and see what's going on. If he's not doing well, I'll call you."
Just as the man was about to nod, he suddenly remembered something and called out to him, "Wait a minute."
"?" Christie turned his head in confusion, only to see the man toss him a card and say casually:
"There's no rush over there. You should handle this matter first."
Christie remained silent, and even smiled slightly.
He made me so angry I laughed.
But I still took the card and looked at it.
After reading the contents, he sighed helplessly, "Since it's on my way, I'll just take care of it all at once."
The gentleman leaned back in his chair, one hand supporting his temple, and said, "Please bring me some Xia Kingdom pastries on your way back."
Christie: "?"
Sir, you call crossing borders "on the way"?
"……Understood."
Never mind, it's just a matter of a few teleportation spells.
Ai Haibara, who had been listlessly leaning back in her chair, paused for a few seconds when she saw the card, and then something suddenly occurred to her—
Half a month after they learned that Qianzhu had disappeared, they met her sister. However, at that time, her condition was very bad, and some of the parts of her body were malfunctioning.
Perhaps because Bertrand also had an accident, no one helped with the repairs, which led to her collapsing in a remote place while she was working.
If it weren't for the fact that Ayumi and her two friends were playful, they would never have gone to a place like that.
To be fair, she sometimes felt that the three children's playfulness caused them some unnecessary trouble, but she was genuinely grateful to them that time.
Even though... her sister has become someone else entirely.
Actually, she had found it hard to believe when she heard her sister's voice on the phone once before. She thought her sister was being threatened by Bertrand, or that her sister had been brainwashed, or even that... her sister had been turned into a doll by Bertrand.
After all, Conan Edogawa had met her sister before, and she had confirmed that her sister... was dead.
Therefore, when Ai Haibara first met Akemi Miyano, she already knew that she was a doll.
It was a doll made from her sister's body.
But she still couldn't bear it, especially when the woman, who was unable to move due to a problem with her body parts and was lying in the corner but was still conscious, looked at her and called her name softly, "Shiho".
Finally, Edogawa used the card she had never had a chance to use before, asking the church to help her save her sister.
But it only cured him.
Ran Mouri, who was sitting next to her, noticed that her mood had suddenly dropped. After hesitating for a moment, she reached out and gently patted her shoulder to comfort her.
Although some scenes already show that Ai Haibara shrunk because she took medication, ... a girl is a girl, regardless of age, and comfort is essential when she's feeling down.
Ai Haibara looked up at her and met her worried gaze. She pursed her lips slightly, but still gave her a faint smile.
Ran Mouri smiled too.
Their little interaction didn't attract much attention.
The girls here are sticking together.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Asa, who was already feeling somewhat uneasy, suddenly felt dizzy when she heard her husband say, "There's no rush over there."
He quietly lowered his head, covered his face with the snake, and cried sadly.
That's too much. He's going to kill a few people to vent his anger.
He paused, slightly stopping his low sobbing, and a strange light flickered in his eyes.
If... he meant if, if he said he wanted to imprison the gentleman, would the gentleman find it amusing and grant his request?
Hmm... I feel like I could give it a try.
Asa's lips curled into an excited smile. He nudged R's shoulder and asked, "Can you take me to see Mr. R after we leave the screening room?"
R, catching a glimpse of the light in his eyes and instantly realizing the dangerous thought in his mind: "..."
The smile on his lips immediately became fake. "No."
I can't agree to even a little bit.
Asa was even more heartbroken.
The plan collapsed before it was even halfway through.
R was somewhat speechless.
This demon has gone mad.
...
After restoring the physical functions of the doll Miyano Akemi according to the contents of the card, Christie and Zeand arrived at the outside of Asa's base.
When Christie saw Asa, she took out the letter and handed it to him.
He wouldn't be so jarring as to say their main purpose for coming, but...
Christie glanced at Asa, whose mood had become off since receiving the letter, and then turned her head slightly to exchange a glance with Zeand.
Stepping out of the castle, Christie leisurely took out her communication crystal, left a message saying, "Sir, come here for a moment, the demon needs you," and then cut off the contact.
Then he leisurely chatted with Zeand while waiting.
A few seconds later, the man appeared before them. "What happened?"
“His condition is rather bad, sir. You would be better off going to see him soon.” Christie shrugged slightly and pointed to the castle behind her.
The man thought for two seconds, then said, "Okay."
"Don't be so dismissive, sir. This was caused by your negligence."
Christie wore a gentle smile.
Zeand glanced at him, then silently turned his head away.
At times like these, it's best not to get yourself into trouble.
The man looked at Christie quietly for two seconds, then said with a hint of sudden realization, "So you're angry."
Christie: "..."
Thanks for the invitation, but your question makes me even angrier.
But the man looked at him with some confusion, "Why? I shouldn't have done anything."
Christie choked, then lowered her eyes and said with a half-smile, "It's precisely because you did nothing that I'm angry."
The man thought for two seconds, then nodded. "Okay, fine."
Christie: "?"
The anger dissipated.
He pressed his temples wearily and helplessly. "You should go see him. Don't worry about me."
The man nodded and left.
The two stood there, looking at each other.
Zeand paused for a moment before finally uttering, "...As expected of you, sir."
Christie nodded in agreement, "Indeed, you can't show your emotions to him, because he simply can't understand them."
After calming herself down, Christie glanced at the sky. "Let's go take a look. I'm afraid that the demon's inner turmoil will worsen because of you, sir."
Well, they're not worried about you at all, sir.
On the contrary, those who are currently in a relationship with their husbands are more likely to be harmed.
Asa almost opened his mouth, "Fine, you're pathetic too."
He dismissed the idea that was never really going to happen anyway.
R smiled slightly.
...
Christie, with Morataya in her arms and a small bat nestled on her shoulder, left the castle without looking back.
As for the gentleman, he was left behind by Asa.
Yes, he can't see it, he can't see it.
Mr. will come back on his own when he's had enough fun.
Christie slipped away with the child and the little bat.
Back on the island, he first took Morataya back to her room, left a mark on her forehead, and then left, also turning Zeand back into his original form.
A few days later, the gentleman appeared before him lightly.
Christie glanced at him. "Sir, Behringer's body is in the attic. Go and take a look."
The man didn't move, but stared at him for a moment, then said quietly, "I have good news for you."
Christie gave a casual reply, her attention still on the book in her hands: "Hmm, what's the good news?"
"I have to leave for a while." The man yawned, his face relaxed, but a hint of weariness was hidden in his eyes.
"Hmm?" Christie looked up in confusion. "Leave?"
"Hmm, like last time, the time is uncertain." The man rested his chin on his hand and looked at him. After a moment, he suddenly said, "If you can't see me, you shouldn't be so angry, right?"
Christie paused for a moment, sighed, and closed the book in her hands. "But I'm not angry now."
"Yeah."
The man gazed at him quietly for a while, then leaned back and said, "Alright, it doesn't matter whether I have it or not. I'll leave a clone behind just in case."
“Let’s go to the attic first,” Christie said, standing up and changing the subject with a smile.
"Alright."
The gentleman answered lazily, then got up and followed him to the attic.
Behringer's body had been restored by Christie. Apart from his pale skin, he looked as if he were asleep, except... the wound on his neck was very obvious.
The man glanced at the mark.
Christie stood beside him and, noticing his gaze, explained helplessly, "He used a taboo when he committed suicide. That taboo is somewhat special to me, so I can't heal that wound."
Perhaps he felt the situation was urgent and was afraid of breaking his promise, so in his haste he used forbidden magic that Christie had given him, which was not even recorded in the book.
After all, under normal circumstances, it takes time for all vital signs to disappear after suicide.
When Behffiner used this taboo, he not only hastened his death, but also experienced double the pain in that short period of time.
The man responded casually, and with a flick of his wrist, touched Behffiner's neck, and the gruesome gash vanished instantly.
Immediately afterwards, he waved his hand, and a warm light enveloped Behringer's body.
Soon, the light grew smaller and smaller, eventually shrinking into a ball.
The man glanced at the ball of light, grabbed it, and shoved it into Christie's hand.
Christie was still wondering as he watched the vanished Behefinger when he was suddenly stuffed with a ball of light. He fell silent for a moment, and then felt a faint life force within the ball of light.
"Um?"
He was about to ask a question when he looked up and saw the man looking lost in thought.
"gentlemen?"
The man snapped out of his reverie and looked at Christie. “You should take care of her. Maybe she’ll have a baby soon.”
Christie opened her mouth slightly. "No, I wanted to ask, what's wrong?"
"What can I do?" The man glanced at him dismissively. "I'm leaving."
"……good."
Christie didn't know what to say, so she just nodded.
The man smiled and then disappeared.
Christie stood there in a daze for a moment, then lowered her eyes slightly to look at the ball of light in her hand, and rubbed her temples helplessly, "You'll leave me with something to do after you leave."
He was about to leave the attic when he turned around and saw a young man standing behind him, his golden eyes coldly staring at him, his snow-white hair casually cascading down his back.
Christie: "...Sir?"
The other person glanced at him indifferently and did not respond.
Christie: ...
Did the master ever say that the clone he left behind had this kind of personality?
Or is this simply Mr. [Name]'s true personality?
Upon seeing the man's clone, Conan Edogawa exclaimed: !
He vaguely remembered seeing him on the street before...
Oh, this.
Asa: "?"
He widened his eyes slightly in disbelief, then stared sadly at the back of R's head, "So you were just lying to me before, the master wasn't here at all."
R's lips twitched slightly, and he smiled, "Yes."
Liu Qingyao smacked her lips. "Is there more? Is it over yet?"
Bechfinger paused for a moment, then placed a seven on his chin and spoke with a serious expression: "So, does the gentleman mean that I will turn back into a doll and grow back?"
Liu Qingyao chimed in, "That's also possible."
"Why don't we just ask the godfathers here?" Morataya rolled her eyes gracefully, then turned to R with a bright smile.
R chuckled slightly, and under the expectant gazes of everyone, he nodded slightly, "Well, later, the master's clone told me that the master had promised someone a condition, so he allowed Behefinger to live again in a 'rebirth'."
"!!!"
The happiest people were none other than Furuya Rei and his group of five, followed by Conan and the rest of the Red Team.
Behrfinger was indeed completely bewildered. "Zun's fake Du? He's been dead for so long and now he's back to life?"
Liu Qingyao's lips twitched. "Stop talking. I'm starting to suspect you're in Versailles."
"I really don't have that..." Behringer said, sounding a little innocent.
The next second, he felt a pat on the head, followed by Morataya's cheerful voice from behind, "Great! You little crybaby, you can continue working with me!"
Behrfinger: "...My tonic!"
The little crybaby is about to cry.
Ding-dong~
A clear, crisp voice rang out above everyone's heads.
Then came the familiar, cold, mechanical voice: [Congratulations on finishing the film. Please stay a little longer in the screening room to talk to your long-lost friends.]
Everyone: "..."
The screening room fell silent.
Bertrand turned to look at Gin and the others, a familiar bright smile on his face. "Hehe, it seems like it's certain that I can't be resurrected~ It's just a pity about the cherry blossoms I wanted to see."
"Could you take a look at it for me if you have a spare moment?"
The silver-haired, green-eyed boy blinked his bright eyes. There might have been disappointment in his eyes, but what was more obvious was his hope and moisture.
After Gin and the others nodded silently and said "okay," the little boy instantly beamed with joy, blinked away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and reached out to hug Gin, who was closest to him.
Gin, unusually, didn't pull him away, but instead gently patted his back.
Seeker burst into tears, eagerly waiting for Bertrand to come and hug him.
Everyone got up and moved around, going to the person they were close to.
Upon closer inspection, some of them had tears in their eyes.
Bertrand hugged the members of the Black Organization one by one, smiling broadly as he bid them farewell, still seemingly carefree.
When it was Karasuma Renya's turn, he hugged her a little longer.
On the other side.
Machi Kawakita smiled and gave Conan Edogawa a high-five. "Keep it up, detective."
Conan Edogawa clenched his fist and nodded solemnly, "...I will."
Those who had already left said goodbye with smiles, while the other side cried, expressing their reluctance to part.
"Qianzhu..."
When they reached the moon-like boy, Ran and the others were already in tears, unable to utter a single word.
Meanwhile, Kogoro Mouri hid to the side, occasionally making suspicious gestures such as raising his hand to wipe his eyes with his sleeve, while his shoulders twitched slightly.
A helpless smile curved at the corners of Qianzhu's lips. Finally, he sighed softly and gently comforted them.
His voice was gentle yet warm, and the group was soothed without realizing it. But the thought of never seeing him again made them sad again.
After finally managing to soothe the older child, Qianzhu squatted down to soothe the 'younger child'.
Ai Haibara tried to hold back, looking at the gentle-smiling boy in front of her, but in the end she couldn't hold back anymore, and tears streamed down her face.
This is... the light she encountered after losing her sister.
Bechfenger strolled over to Furuya Rei and the others with a bright smile on his face, like a happy little dog.
The five people who had initially intended to feign a little scolding of him immediately softened.
The words that came out were a doting one: "You're such a worry!"
Behrfinger scratched his head innocently, "No, not really..."
Even if a group of people don't speak loudly when they get together, it can still be quite noisy.
Looking left and right, Asa suddenly felt very lonely, so he got up and went to sit next to R and X, who were still sitting in the same place.
Yes, I don't feel lonely anymore.
R glanced at him with amusement.
Morataya raised her head and looked at the girls who had come up in front of her.
In particular, Ran Mouri reached out and hugged her.
Her eyes were filled with tears, but she still had a smile on her face. "Naiyue, it's so good that you're alright."
Morataya paused slightly, then smiled and nodded, "Mm."
Kazuha Toyama and Sonoko Suzuki each grabbed her arm, one on each side, saying, "We'll still be friends, right?"
Although Kuno Nayazuki, no, Morataya, hid many things from them, she never hurt them and even protected them. They considered her a friend from the bottom of their hearts.
Morataya glanced at them, noticing their barely concealed anticipation, chuckled, and nodded. "Of course."
The three girls were instantly delighted.
R was chatting quietly with Asa and X when suddenly a head popped up beside them, accompanied by a coy voice, "Mr. R, can I still learn magic from you in the future?"
"Um."
R looked up, glanced at the awkward-looking Kaito Kuroba, and a hint of a smile flashed in his eyes. "Okay."
"Really? That's great!" Kaito Kuroba was immediately delighted and even stayed put to join the three of them in their chat.
Aoko Nakamori, not far away: "..."
Never mind, she went to chat with the girls.
So Nakamori Aoko approached Morataya and the others with a little shyness, and then quickly blended into the small group.
Liu Qingyao chatted happily with Inspector Megure and the others.
We're both police officers, and we actually get along quite well.
Kawasaki Maru was pulled into joining the conversation with Okiya Subaru (Akai Shuichi) and the others by Machi.
As for Kita Aya Otogo?
Hmm... He leaned back in his chair, seemingly resting with his eyes closed.
Kita Ayane: Refusing to chat.JPG
After chatting for a while, the group finally remembered that this was a farewell party thoughtfully prepared for them by the screening room, and the joyful scene instantly turned sad again.
Apart from R and the other two, Qianzhu and the others gradually disappeared before their eyes, like fine sand blown by the wind.
Even the five members of Furuya's group, who knew that Behefinger was being resurrected, felt a sharp pang in their hearts upon seeing this scene.
But the way the other animal waved its paws happily as it said goodbye eased some of the grief in their hearts.
Bertrand smiled at Gin and the others, and then hugged Chizuru tightly, whispering, "Chizuru, can we be together forever this time?"
Qianzhu smiled but did not answer.
[The screening room has closed; everyone must return to real life.]
A cold, mechanical voice rang out, accompanied by a wave of dizziness, and everyone's consciousness went completely dark.
...
[Film viewing experience complete]
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