Green in the Eyes (4)
When Inger saw the green light, the comic book storyboard flashed through his mind.
That is a very insignificant page.
One night, Alex woke up and stared at the bright moonlight, with the same dark green in his eyes.
He found it very strange when he watched it at that time.
But later on, it was not explained whether it was a foreshadowing or not, it was just regarded as a scene to set the atmosphere.
If it were a normal person, he probably wouldn't even remember this page.
Inger's mind was tangled with thoughts.
Many possibilities raced through my mind.
He took a moment to collect himself.
Only one thing was certain, the person in front of him now was not the original Alex.
Although it is just an intuition, it is an almost firm belief.
"Alex" lay on his side, looked at Inger for a while, and then turned to the window.
After a moment, he sat up.
Inger closed the book and asked, "What are you doing up so late? Go to sleep."
"Alex" lowered his eyes and answered obediently: "Okay."
After lying down again, he asked again: "What about you?"
Inger looked at him, slowed down his voice, and said softly: "I'm afraid you'll wake up and sleepwalk again, so I'll watch you fall asleep before I lie down."
"Alex" curled his lips into a gentle and faint arc and nodded.
Inger was horrified.
He returned his gaze to the book, trying to calm the pounding heartbeat and the unsteady breathing.
"Alex" fell into a deep sleep again.
But Inger knew that "he" was just pretending to sleep.
After a while, Inger turned off the light, went to bed feeling unwell, and tried to relax and control his breathing.
Maybe it's because of the effect of self-hypnosis.
After going to bed, Inger fell asleep quickly.
And when he woke up in the morning, Alex was still sleeping soundly beside him.
Inger did not rush to get up, but leaned back on the bed with his chin in his hand, thinking.
We have some clues about who "Alex" is last night, but there are still many questions.
He looked like he was in a daze, but in fact his mind had already begun to search for all relevant information.
Some demons are born with special abilities.
One of the demons once showed his ability to possess other people.
He possessed Cheryl and made her kill her brother Uriel. During this time, she was conscious. So after the demon was freed from the possession, she immediately committed suicide.
The human race gave this demon king with the ability to possess people a name, the Puppet Demon King.
Since no one has ever seen his true form, he has always only possessed other humans or demons.
It was later discovered that he could even control the Demon King. He could use all the abilities of the humans or demons he possessed, as long as he knew.
He seemed to enjoy having everything under control.
There is evidence that he may be the one who instigated the demons to invade the human continent.
But in the comics, he never saw this demon possessing Alex.
He recalled another detail: when Alex was confronting the possessed "Cheryl", he seemed to have a stabbing headache for a moment, and saw "Cheryl's" surprised face. That was the scene.
Or rather, he tried and failed.
The protagonist is special, and it is understandable that his spirit is so strong that it cannot be usurped by others.
So what's happening now?
The demon king should still be in the Eastern Continent, and the wall of separation has not yet been broken.
Even if Alex is of a lower level and weaker strength now, how did he attach himself to him silently?
Could it be possible that this demon could possess a human being from half a planet away?
Plus the green light in his eyes.
The color of Cheryl's eyes just darkened a little, from light blue to azure blue. So he couldn't feel anything. He thought it was just a visual effect of possession. Other comics usually draw it in red. He didn't pay much attention to it when he read it.
But it is very obvious in Alex's case.
It's a little superficial, but what color do you mix gold with to make green?
"Blue," he murmured.
At this time, Alex woke up.
Inger looked down at him and saw those clear and transparent golden eyes.
"You sleepwalked yesterday. Do you remember?"
Alex rubbed his eyes and yawned. "Ah? Ying, are you awake? I sleepwalked? I don't remember having this habit. Ah, I couldn't notice it myself, and no one told me... What did I do?"
Inger realized that it was him, he threw off the quilt and got dressed.
"Nothing, just a little dance at most." He said calmly.
"Ah?!" Alex's voice cracked.
Inger didn't smile, and he decided not to tell Alex about it for the time being.
One thing has been determined through the question just now.
The reason for the possession was that Alex was in a sleeping state.
He was unaware and had no intention of resisting.
"Cheryl" was possessed while she was awake, so she knew she was possessed.
It can be guessed that if a person is possessed in an unconscious state, he or she will not be able to perceive the actions of the possessed person.
He didn't even know he was possessed.
The next question is whether "he" intentionally possesses a specific person and whether "he" can grasp the memory of the possessed person.
Last night, he didn't mention either of their names once.
Therefore, if "he" possesses again, we can try to find out whether "he" knows the memories of the possessed person, provided that last night was the first time "he" possessed Alex.
Of course, it's best not to be possessed again.
But Inger had a strong premonition that "he" would come again tonight.
Suppose that "he" is really the puppet demon king that appeared in the comics.
Doesn't this mean that the Great Devil has come to the Novice Village in person to weed out the heroes who haven't grown up yet?
Inger shuddered.
Alex gave him a piece of bread. "What are you thinking about? Why are you so absent-minded?"
Inger answered casually, "All possible ways of using a spell."
[I'm thinking about how to get you and your family out of the clutches of the big devil. ]
Suddenly, he looked at Alex with those bright golden eyes.
"What's wrong?"
Yes, does “he” know that possession will cause the eye color to change?
Although it is just a guess, the demon king's eye color is most likely blue.
If the fusion is based on the eye color of the possessor + the possessed.
I thought back to the past few known possessions.
Cyan, purple, black, blue, dark brown. Even if they merged with blue, it was not a noticeable change, so even if he knew the original eye color of the possessed person, he probably didn't know that the color would change.
Eye colors such as gold and red are also rare in mainland China.
So, last night, "he" was still pretending.
If he had known that his eye color would change so obviously, there would have been no need for him to pretend, because it would have been exposed at a glance.
Inger looked at Alex meaningfully: "...Nothing, let's go to the street after eating, I have something to do."
Alex dressed up as usual and mingled with the workers and farmers in the bar, chatting about this and that and trying to find out about the situation in the city.
Inger took Finne to look for artists who could tell the legends.
Mainly inquire about the legend of the phoenix.
He inquired for information from the servants in the Duke's Palace in the capital and learned that his father Pendlija did not like traveling and had rarely left the Dukedom of Neka and the capital in his life.
Then it is very likely that Karena met and married him in the Duchy of Neka.
Karena is the only surviving descendant of the Phoenix Family, and Duke Pendeliga knows this, but no one knows where the key Phoenix Family is, not even Karena herself.
There was nothing written on the list of wand materials that Karena gave him, so he could only search slowly based on the clues in the photos.
However, he found the process interesting, as if he was collecting folk songs and heard many strange legends, gossips and myths.
They reunited on the street at noon and went shopping for food.
"What is this?"
Alex asked curiously when he saw the dragon egg-like things that often appeared on the stalls.
"Hey, young man, you must be from out of town. This is a specialty of our Dragon Scale Town! Do you know why it is called Dragon Scale? It is because of this dragon scale fruit! Do you want to buy one and try it?"
Inger was also curious, so he paid and bought two.
The surface of this dragon scale fruit really looks like the dragon eggs that often appear in Western fantasy stories. The shell is black and hard, covered with a layer of thick scales, and is a bit prickly.
No, according to the context of this world, dragons are real.
"Are you going to open it now?" The vendor took out a long knife.
Alex picked up his own, broke it in half with his bare hands, and handed it to Inger.
The vendor was stunned for a moment.
"Young Master, you eat this and give me that in your hand." Alex said with a smile.
【It's quite into the show.】
Inger laughed and took it.
The dragon scale fruit is as big as a volleyball. But the fruit is not that heavy.
After breaking it open, the inner circle of flesh is pink and looks a bit like fig flesh, while the egg yolk-colored layer attached to the outer shell looks like durian flesh.
It smells nice, nothing special.
The vendor gave two spoons to the two of us.
The pink flesh is sweet and seedless, like a peach or a pomegranate. The yellow flesh is sweet and salty, similar to cheese. The texture is delicate and soft, like a cake.
"This is so delicious!" Alex finished one in a flash.
Then he finished eating and looked at Inger eating with his shining eyes.
Inger smiled helplessly, and under the vendor's strange look, he bought two more for him to eat.
The two of them ate and talked about their gains today, and then walked around the street for a while.
The scene in Longlin Town is indeed prosperous. Walking down the street, you won't see a single beggar.
The ground is not that dirty, and the town's drainage and sewage treatment is very good.
Many people are doing business on the streets, and some factories have already opened.
Inger went in to have a look out of curiosity. Most of the machines were machines that replaced manual labor, and assembly line production had already begun to take shape.
"I heard that there seem to be fewer and fewer people farming recently. They all go to the city to work."
Inger nodded: "Farm tools have also been mechanized, so it is estimated that less manpower will be needed."
"But I've heard from workers that they are underpaid and some bosses make them work very long hours."
"Has anyone in the House proposed to enact laws to protect workers' labor rights?"
Alex was stunned for a moment, "No."
He quickly realized the problem.
The Senate is mostly made up of aristocrats, while the House of Representatives is mostly made up of bosses of the emerging bourgeoisie who have accumulated wealth.
So, who can speak for the workers, farmers and ordinary people?
[It's not that serious now, but I think the conflict will explode after a while.]
Inger didn't say much. Even if he didn't point it out, Alex would soon notice it.
Alex looked towards the factory thoughtfully.
Inger squatted down, picked up a cobble, and suddenly asked the boss: "Can you help me grind a set of stones? The size and shape are similar to the one I have, with rounded edges and corners, and the white and black are separated, 180 white stones and 181 black stones."
"Okay, sir, come get it later."
Alex asked, "What are you buying? Rocks? What is this good for?"
Inger stood up and patted his trouser legs. "It's just a toy. Let's take a walk and come back to get it later."
On the way back, Inger bought two more bamboo baskets for the stones and a piece of sandpaper.
"Although it's a bit rough, it's easy to carry." Inger drew lines on the paper with a ruler and pen.
He originally wanted to use a ballpoint pen, but unfortunately, ballpoint pens were not yet popular at that time and were not available for purchase.
Finally, Inger spread the papers on the table, placed the black pieces in front of Alex and the white pieces in front of himself.
Alex curiously stroked the smooth pebble chess piece and asked, "What is this?"
Inger opened the lid of the chess basket and smiled: "Let me teach you how to play a game."
"Do you know chess?"
Alex was stunned for a moment. "Chess? Do you mean war chess?"
The war chess he was talking about is a tactical model chess with a relatively long history on this continent. It is a strategic simulation game for the nobility, but it is mostly used as a model for the deployment of troops. It is similar to the international chess in Gu Shu's world.
“It’s similar, but not quite the same.”
"Black and white are chess pieces. You hold black and I hold white. Black has one more piece than white, so you go first."
"This is the first time I've seen so many chess pieces. A typical chess set only has about thirty pieces." Alex held the chess pieces in an unfamiliar position and asked, "Is this a chessboard? It's also very different. Where is it placed?"
War chess also requires troops to be deployed in advance.
"No, this is not a chess piece. It's meant to be played. Not moved."
Inger picked up a white piece with his index and middle fingers and placed it on the intersection of the grid.
"This is called a move."
He added, "Put your black pieces around the white pieces."
Alex watched carefully and followed suit.
"It looks like the white pieces are surrounded," Inger said after he finished.
Alex nodded in curiosity.
"Then he becomes a prisoner." Inger picked up the white piece and placed it next to the black chessboard.
"This is called eating a piece. The white piece is yours."
Alex magically opened his mouth.
Inger couldn't help but laugh and said, "Don't be surprised, it's just the rules. The rules are actually very simple, but there are many ways to play."
Next he taught Alex other details of the rules and various ways of capturing pieces.
When the two were awakened by the ringing of the bell outside, the moon was already particularly conspicuous in the night.
"Go to sleep first. You'll have a chance to play again later."
Inger sat on the edge of the bed, continuing to read the magazines and books he had bought in a store on the street.
Alex asked while lying on the bed: "Are you going to continue on your journey tomorrow? You should go to bed early today."
Inger nodded: "I'll watch you sleep before I go upstairs."
Alex looked a little dazed.
No one had watched him sleep since his mother died. And yesterday, he slept well and had no dreams.
He suddenly asked, "You really don't know how to sing a lullaby? Can I teach you the lullaby from my hometown?"
Inger knew that the hometown he was talking about was the Viscount Gazi's territory.
He glanced at his silly face calmly and said, "Sing to yourself and go to sleep."
Alex always looks like a child at this time.
Alex looked at the ceiling and began to hum softly. His voice was deep and hoarse, like a tune of an alien ethnic group, unique and melodious. As he sang, his voice faded and he fell asleep.
Inger looked at the book and continued to wait.
After waiting for a long time, until he himself was almost sleepy, Alex opened his eyes.
Inger's heart beat rapidly, but he still couldn't adapt.
The emerald green eyes were covered with a black veil in the darkness.
Inger took back his hand from extinguishing the light and asked calmly, "Are you awake again?"
"Alex" sat up and stared at the magazine in Inger's hand: "I want to read it too."
Inger passed the magazine over.
"Alex" flipped through a few pages and handed it back to him, "It's boring. You kept reading and I thought there was something interesting."
Inger couldn't help but curl his lips, "Indeed."
“He” just picked up the magazine upside down without even realizing it.
"He" could understand and speak the Chuuni language, but he could not read it.
"Alex" turned around in bed for a while and got up.
Inger wanted to stop him, but he didn't do anything because he was afraid he would become suspicious.
"Alex" went to the bathroom.
There is a mirror there.
Inger quietly tightened his grip on his cane.
It seems that "he" doesn't know what the person he is possessing looks like.
In the bathroom, in front of the mirror.
The pair of green eyes widened strangely, and the smile at the corner of his mouth widened deeply.
If Inger had seen this, he would have been terribly cold from head to toe.
When "Alex" came back, the noble boy with long black hair was leaning on the table drowsily.
"Alex" walked in quietly and lifted a strand of the satin-smooth black hair on her shoulder with her fingers.
Inger looked at him, keeping his eyes open with difficulty.
In fact, I held my breath slightly.
"Alex" let the hair slide through his fingertips and smiled brightly: "You should get used to calling me by my name, right? Don't always say you, you, you, your. It sounds weird."
Inger felt a little angry.
[This guy! Using Alex's face...]
If he hadn't read the comics and had some guesses, he would have been fooled by the acting.
He calmed down a bit, pressed his brow with his slender fingers, and replied, "Aren't you always like this? Same here."
【He doesn’t know the name of the possessed person yet.】
"Alex" blinked and pretended to be in deep thought. "Then don't call me Alex outside. Call me Ellie. This way my identity won't be discovered."
【What?!】
Inger's heart was filled with shock.
[He knows Alex's name and face? And his identity? He has met him before? No... then he should also know about eye color, but why!? ]
Inger felt his fingertips go cold at that moment, and he subconsciously tightened his grip on his cane.
"Alex" lowered his eyes and asked in a ignorant tone, "What's wrong?"
Inger loosened his hand and pinched his brow impatiently, "You are the one. Are you sleepy again? Didn't we make an appointment before we came out? Why are you repeating it again? It's just that I'm used to calling you by your full name, and it always feels weird, so I don't call you that often."
They had never agreed on a pseudonym, because Inger rarely called him by his first name, and Alex usually called him Ying.
Alex seemed very happy and said, "So you have to yell often to get used to it."
Inger observed him calmly.
[This guy knows Alex's name, but not mine.]
But it's unwise to break up now.
So he said, "Before letting others do it, do it yourself. The name Xiuer was given by you on your own initiative."
"Ellie" narrowed his eyes and hid his smile: "Xiu Er."
[Very good, confirmed.]
Inger kicked him lightly in the shin.
"Something's wrong. I'm sleepy. Go to bed."
Ellie lay down on the bed and called out again, "Xuer."
Inger felt the hair on the back of his neck stand up every time he shouted.
"Stop making noise and go to sleep."
Ali acted even more like a child than the real Alex, and said coquettishly, "What about you? Why don't you shout?"
Inger looked at him quietly: "Ellie, I hope you don't sleepwalk today, otherwise I promise to wake you up tomorrow."
Ellie laughed twice, then closed his eyes with a smile on his face.
Inger closed his eyes and felt like he had become a supporting actor in a horror movie, with every step he took like walking on a thin wire between cliffs.
【But it looks like he doesn't mean to kill me. 】
Otherwise he would be dead by now.
Inger tapped the magic circle under the bed with his cane.
The words "Falling Asleep" written on it lit up.
Only after he saw that Ellie was truly asleep did he dare to turn off the lights and go to sleep.
He dare not joke with his own life.
Before going to bed, he couldn't help but have random thoughts in his mind.
[How did he know Alex? ]
It seemed that he realized it only after seeing the face, which meant that the last time was the first time he possessed Alex. But he knew Alex. He knew the face, name, and identity.
But, he didn't know Inger.
It was no coincidence that he possessed Alex for the second time. He could once again target someone he had possessed before.
The second time was also at night, which showed that the other party knew the difference between being unconscious and being awake.
If it really is a puppet demon king.
The former Puppet Demon King had fought Alex on the battlefield with puppets, but he was unable to invade Alex's mind at that time.
Alex is the chief general of the human race fighting against demons. He knows Alex's face, name, and identity.
But at that time, Inger was not with him.
The answer is here.
This puppet demon king, like Alex, has memories from before his return.
【Hold.】
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