Chapter 45
"Bros stole your magic pool to summon the spirit of his late wife, Miphiel. You and he both lost someone important, so perhaps you would have a lot to talk about. Why do you assume that I told you the truth and gave you power so that you would kill Bros?"
The dark-skinned human asked Rocas.
In the process, he casually told Miel everything that he had spent a lot of time investigating.
Miel had no way of guessing his identity, but one thing was obvious - he knew everything.
Rocas didn't even blink when he heard this, and quickly responded, "If you don't want me to kill Bross, then just tell me what you want me to do. Although I hate Bross now that I know the truth, his death means nothing to me. I only want to be used by you and squeeze every last bit of value out of me."
In a calm tone, he spoke with a resolute attitude.
"Alright, alright." A hint of helplessness crossed the dark-skinned man's face, though dark yet charming. "I'll be honest. I simply wanted to offer you an alternative to becoming a zombie. It's your choice—whether you kill Bross or follow in his footsteps and try to resurrect someone else—it's up to you."
"If the price of resurrecting the Saint is having sex with another woman, having children, and then hurting my own children, then I would rather kill Bross and then commit suicide immediately." Rocas responded.
"Hmm... Then let me tell you, the sacrificial ritual that can quickly kill Bross is on page 104."
"Okay, I remember it. I will use this ritual to kill Bross." Rocas responded without hesitation.
"Don't ask what the cost of the ceremony is?"
"That's not necessary."
"Okay... whatever choice you make, when you're done, meet me at the cafe near the Akunela mansion."
"good."
After receiving Rocas's answer, the dark-skinned man turned around and faced the direction where Miel was.
For a moment, Miel met his gaze and felt his scalp tingling.
Just when Miel was hesitating whether to turn around and see who was behind him...
The dark-skinned man raised the corner of his lips, bent gracefully, and saluted him.
Miel turned his head stiffly to look behind him to make sure there was no one.
"Who are you bowing to?" asked Rocas.
"Who knows?" The dark-skinned man stood up straight, maintaining an interested smile. "Maybe it's an elf held in the arms of an octopus."
After he said that, he turned and left.
Leaving behind a group of people in silence.
Miel was silent, but that was all he was silent about.
After learning too much about the past and seeing too many scenes that he shouldn't have seen, he now has the composure to accept whatever happens.
After a moment of silence, C'suanna and C'thulion spoke at the same time, saying, "It's not an octopus."
Miel: “…”
The great Cthulhu seems to dislike being compared to an octopus.
But then again, humans and apes are close relatives, and humans wouldn't like being called apes. At least Miel, a high elf, wouldn't like it.
After a moment of silence, Rocas muttered quietly, "What a strange person!" Then he stood up from the altar and left.
He left quickly, not glancing back at Amira at the altar.
Miel watched his back as he walked away, and could tell that to Rocas, no matter how important a person was to him when he was alive, he would no longer have any meaning after becoming a corpse.
Perhaps it was because Rocas had killed too many people and knew too well what death meant.
In the memories that Miel fast-forwarded, when Miel fainted, Rocas never stopped killing those who tried to harm and had harmed the Isyana family.
Miel fast-forwarded through his memory again.
It was not until he arrived in Snow City that Rocas opened the forbidden book called "Book of Sacrifice" in a hotel.
Miel stood behind him and peeked, only to see rows of twisted silver words on the black pages, and couldn't make out what was written at all.
Kesuana explained, "He can't understand it, so he can't recall it."
Miel: "That's right. Only the nobles among humans would systematically study a difficult language like Latin."
"Why are you learning?" Leon asked. "You are a noble, but not a human."
"Because I like to fill my head with all kinds of knowledge," Miel replied. "Elves and humans alike are easily influenced by their parents. Bross likes reading, so..."
He paused, then added, "Well, it has nothing to do with Bross. I just enjoy reading, thinking, and researching. Besides money, the last thing the Akunila mansion lacks is books. It's difficult to read all the ones that already exist."
Therefore, he actually understood Lola's desire to study humans and sincerely wanted to cooperate with him to complete the research.
He liked Lola's face and figure, her respect and gentleness towards him, and her dedication to research.
The only regret is that Lola has only a vague understanding of emotions and feelings, unlike Anna who can provide timely comfort when she needs it.
But Lola and Anna are the same person, both Cthulhu. If Lola and Anna merged...
Damn, what was he thinking?
In an instant, Miel felt guilty about betrayal towards the individual named Lola.
He forced himself not to think about these questions that would confuse him for the time being, and focused his attention on Rocas, further speeding up the memory playback.
He saw Rocas walk into a library in Syracuse.
He saw Rocas take a Latin dictionary from the shelf.
He saw Rocas turn to page 104 of the Book of Sacrifice, translate it word for word with the help of a dictionary, and write the translated content on a blank piece of paper.
Sacrifice Ritual No. 088: The Fist of Yog-Sothoth
Ritual Effect: Sacrifice a part of your body, summoning an invisible force to attack in a direction.
Note: The advantages are that the spell is short, takes effect immediately, and has high damage. The disadvantage is that the sacrificed body parts cannot be restored.
Sacrifice: It is recommended to use your non-dominant hand. If you want to ensure that the target dies on the spot, you can sacrifice the entire arm in one go.
Miel stood beside Rocas, and after seeing what he wrote on the paper, he thought of his lost left arm...
"That man deserves to die." He was referring to the dark-skinned human.
Csuanna: "..."
Cthulion: “…”
"The great Cthulhu is no match for Him at all?" Miel keenly sensed the guilt in the avatars' silence.
There was another subtle silence.
Finally, it was Csuana who spoke up, responding with this sentence: "That man simply gave Rocas a choice. It's Rocas's freedom to decide what to do."
It seems like an excuse, but also like an escape.
But... Miel had to admit that he was right.
Rocas could choose to kill Bross in other ways, or even choose not to kill Bross.
Just like Bros, who obtained the "Book of Taboo", he could also choose to ignore the temptation in the book and not resurrect Miffel.
But in the end, they all made their own choices.
After Rocas mastered the spell of the Fist of Yog-Sothoth, he returned to the hotel and immediately sacrificed one of his fingers to attack the vase on the coffee table.
With a "bang", the vase shattered.
After making all the necessary preparations, he set off for Akunila's mansion.
Knock on the door of the mansion.
After a while, the door opened.
A high elf with long silver-white hair appeared behind the door.
He has a pair of beautiful sapphire eyes, delicate features, cold white skin, and long silver hair tied loosely behind his head with a blue ribbon.
He was so beautiful that he seemed to be from another dimension.
Rocas was completely stunned.
Miel was also stunned.
——I am so beautiful!
You can't blame him for being narcissistic, it's really... the first time he saw himself from someone else's perspective, he could see some things that he couldn't see when he looked in the mirror.
The elegance and gentleness that radiates from within elevates her stunning beauty to another level, shocking everyone.
Miel tentatively looked at Csuana beside him, only to see that he was staring at the person who opened the door without blinking, but his face did not show much expression, and it was unknown what he was thinking.
Looking at Cthulion on the other side, I saw that his lips were slightly pursed, and the fingers folded on his arms were slightly curled, as if he was suppressing some impulse.
"Hello, what can I do for you?" Miel from another timeline spoke.
The gentle and soothing voice is like the sound of nature and makes people indulge in it.
It took Rocas a while to find his voice again: "Ah... Hello, is Bross here?"
His voice was hoarse, completely devoid of the arrogant self-exile he had when talking to the dark-skinned man.
Miel, with a blue ribbon hanging behind her head, had a gentle posture and voice, but when she heard this, she still asked alertly: "Excuse me, what do you want from my father?"
"Your father... Oh, yes, of course, I..." Rocas's voice became softer and softer, and finally he let out a self-deprecating chuckle.
[This high elf, whose temperament is very similar to that of the Saint, is the son of my "father"...]
Disappointment, pain, self-loathing, and ultimately peace.
After a moment's silence, Rocas spoke calmly, "The disaster in Glory City must have reached Snow City. I am one of the guards of Saint Amira Issyana of Glory City. The Saint tragically passed away in a monster attack. I was ordered by the Lord of Glory City to convey the necessary information to Lord Bros Akunila of Snow City. My dear young master, please allow me to meet with your father. This ring, symbolizing Issyana's noble status, proves I'm telling the truth."
Rocas's acting was impeccable, and the citrine ring on his left hand was also very convincing. Miel agreed almost without hesitation: "Well, please follow me."
Miel brought Rocas to Bross's study and knocked on the door.
Not long after, Bross opened the door and saw Miel. He smiled gently, "Ah, it's my dear Miel. What's wrong? What do you want from me?"
"The guards from Guangyao City have important information for you." Miel explained the purpose of his visit on behalf of Rocas.
Bross turned his gaze to Rocas.
Rocas bowed gracefully and saluted him: "Are you the honorable Lord of Snow City, Bros Akunila?"
"Yes and you……"
Bross had barely uttered two words when Rocas began chanting the incantation for the sacrificial ritual.
"The Fist of Yog-Sothoth!"
As Rocas shouted, he took out a knife from the ring and cut off his left arm at the root!
Blood splattered, and an invisible force quickly descended, smashing towards Bross!
"Father!" Miel exclaimed, rushed towards Bross as fast as he could, and hugged him.
Then the invisible force hit Miyer's back hard, knocking him and the person he was holding against the wall of the study!
It was impossible to see clearly what happened during the smashing process. In the end, all that was left in the study was a pool of unrecognizable blood foam.
"It's worthy of...the power of God..." Rocas endured the pain and stepped back, leaving the study, leaning his back against the dark red wall in the corridor.
Miel from the real world looked at this scene and didn't know what to say.
——You acted so decisively... You even killed me... You are worthy of being called Rocas.
"He killed you." Leon said something nonsense.
Miel said nothing.
"Just for this reason, you have no reason to fulfill his wish." Leon said, "He has no right to kneel before you and beg for your forgiveness."
Miel still didn't say anything.
"Miel!" Leon suddenly raised his voice, grabbed Miel's collar with one hand, and pushed him against the wall, next to Rocas.
Miel didn't resist, nor could he. He leaned against the wall and looked up at the red-haired elf in front of him.
His body was fragile, but there was no sign of retreat in his eyes.
"Repeat my words—" Leon ordered him, "Rocas, all your misfortunes are what you deserve."
Miel continued to look at him in silence.
Then at this moment, accompanied by a "slap", a slap hit Leon's face.
Miel:?
Miel made sure that he did not move his hand. Although his palm had a special liking for Cthulhu's cheek and was always unconsciously attracted to it, this time, he really did not move.
——It was Anna who took action.
Anna slapped Leon.
Cthulhu slapped himself.
After the slap, there were no words.
Leon didn't speak, and neither did Anna.
But Leon let go of Miel's collar, turned sideways to face him, and folded his arms.
Anna came to Miel and gently straightened his clothes that were messed up by Leon. After a while, he finally couldn't help but said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you, I just... feel sorry for you."
"I know." Miel responded calmly.
He was bewildered by Leon's reaction, but he understood that Leon's anger stemmed from his death. He was angry because he cared about him, and because he couldn't avenge him on the spot, he could only vent his emotions on him.
Unlike Lola, Leon also has emotions, but his emotions are masked by arrogance. Most of the time, he presents them in a cold and indifferent manner, and only when they surge will he vent them madly.
Miel understood, so he didn't get angry at Leon's reaction.
But he will not be swayed by Lyon's emotions and change the decision he has already made.
"Cthulhu, you value oaths, and so do I. I promised Rocas that I would save the people he wanted to save. Even if he dies, I will not break my promise."
"Also, don't forget—I will be reborn."
Did Rocas really kill him completely?
If he had been killed completely, there would not be Rocas who found me after traveling through time and space many times and begged me for help.
No one would ask for help from someone they had killed and then present the memory of killing that person without reservation.
"The secret of my rebirth and the secret of Rocas's time travel are just being revealed." Miel said, raising the corners of his lips. "Please be patient and watch with me, my great Lord."
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The author has something to say: To put it simply, "Book of Sacrifice" uses health points/life limit instead of mana points to consume magic.
As for the identity of the black-skinned human, those who understand will understand [dog head holding a rose]
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