Xia Zuo: “…”

How on earth did you manage to say that so calmly?

The two men, who were full of hostility, also heard what César said, and knew that the most important thing now was not the grievances between the Patrol Tower and the Federation, but the brown-haired boy in front of them whom they had been waiting for for a long time.

Jace and the man at the picket tower looked at each other.

Both sides were waiting for the trump card to be read, so they did not act rashly. So Jace looked at Xia Zuo and said, "Let's go to the library. I will tell you the truth you want to know."

The man from the patrol tower sneered, took out a black robe from somewhere, wrapped himself tightly, and said to Xia Zuo and Xi Ze'er: "You two better be careful, the people of the Jace family are much more sinister than us."

"As for Xia Zuo, which team should you stand on? I advise you to think carefully."

However, when Xia Zuo saw the black robe, his pupils suddenly shrank.

——On that day, in the dim light of the demonic hour, it was these men in black robes who carelessly killed everyone in the Kairi family, including innocent servants and orphans.

...Except himself.

He suddenly understood what Césaire said.

——These people noticed him from the very beginning and stared at him like a poisonous snake staring at its prey.

Killing the Carey family was just to prevent him from falling into the hands of the Federation; preventing his execution and confronting the White Elephant District Execution Agency's guards was just to let him go to the center of the vortex and naturally awaken a higher branch of his talent along the way.

For example, God bless.

His previous two branches, one was "healing" and the other was "purification", only this "divine blessing" was obviously tainted with the glory of God.

The brown-haired boy lowered his eyes imperceptibly.

There was unconcealable anger in his pupils.

Picket tower, federal.

Each one of them describes himself as so righteous.

They are nothing but beasts in human form, they are all the same and extremely disgusting.

Thinking of his family again, his eyes suddenly became sore.

...Were the relatives he had never seen since he regained consciousness also killed without him even knowing it?

They never abandoned him from beginning to end.

This is just a means of control used by those with bad intentions to better "shape" him.

And Xizel just glanced at the black robe calmly, then looked away.

——The guess is correct.

The only pitiful one is Xia Zuo.

I don’t know what the quirk of hot-blooded and orthodox comics is, they always like to make the protagonists suffer and have deep hatred.

...But this plot was not created by any cartoonist.

Xizel couldn't help but look at Xia Zuo with some pity.

The malice of the world is so tragic.

Comic Will: "..."

Don't slander good people with empty words! !

However, at this moment, Xia Zuo turned his head and met the gaze of his best friend.

He was stunned for a moment, and saw that the black-haired boy's eyes were extremely calm even in the face of life and death, but at this moment, without him noticing, they silently became gentle and soft.

“…”

Xia Zuo was so moved that she wanted to cry, but she held back her tears.

He couldn't show weakness at this time. He had to get his friend, who had a sharp tongue but a soft heart, out safely.

Jace was in front, Xizel and Xia Zuo were in the middle, and the black-robed man in the picket tower was behind. Jace used the mechanism to open the door to the underground library, but when he entered, he turned his head inadvertently, and his eyes did not stay on Xia Zuo, but on the huge tentacle that was farther away.

He tried to look away as if nothing had happened, but his gaze met that of the black-haired boy.

The emotions in those beautiful misty blue eyes were unclear, and they seemed to be looking at him with a half-smile, and it was easy for her to see through all his thoughts and secrets, just like watching a clown who was concentrating on his performance.

A wave of anger rose in Jace's heart, but it also happened to block the vague chill that inexplicably came from his heart.

…

There were indeed many ancient books piled up in the library, but there were no lights installed, only some minerals that could emit fluorescence.

The man in black robe spoke up again: "You are not so poor that you can't even afford to install a light, are you?"

Jace: “…”

Veins popped out on his forehead, and he said angrily, "This is not your picket tower! It is true that the picket tower is becoming more and more popular, and it is also a fact that I cannot deny that the Jace family is declining. But don't forget that a lean camel is bigger than a horse. What's more, do you think the Eastwood Lunatic Prison will let us go?"

"Wake up! Our ancestors planned to snipe Crest, but it took the combined efforts of our two families to succeed!"

Xia Zuo's breathing suddenly stopped.

He didn't even bother to suppress his anger at the possibility that his family might have been harmed, and quickly glanced at his best friend beside him, only to see that he lowered his head slightly, with his long black hair loose, and his expression was completely hidden by the dim light in the room.

He just walked calmly in the darkness, as if he heard nothing, as if nothing had anything to do with him.

But……

Xia Zuo felt that breathing was a little difficult and he lowered his eyes sadly.

—But he is Cesare Kleist.

Even after leaving the White Elephant District, he always used the name "Cesare" instead of his last name, but he was still Crest.

Xia Zuo clenched his teeth.

Sniper targeting the Crest family.

He was so angry that his bones almost creaked.

It seems that it was the Crest family that first built such a special prison.

Eastwood Prison for the Insane is a place that everyone knows about. It is an extremely solid prison where people can only enter but not leave. Once those who have committed serious crimes enter, they will be imprisoned and guarded for life.

Without this prison, neither the federal nor the picket tower could have been established so smoothly.

——Kleist's family has done this, what have they done wrong? !

Thinking of the congenital deficiencies that Xizel had even when his body was not in the rejection state, and his thin and weak state when he first met him, Xia Zuo felt that his sanity was gradually running away from home.

He originally thought that César was an orphan, and his cold appearance and deep scheming were just a disguise and a necessary means of survival. Now that he knew the truth, he felt even more sad and angry about César.

These bastards!

Instead, the man in black robes glanced at the two young men and sneered, "Why, aren't you afraid of being exposed now?"

They talked without restraint, and it was obvious that they felt that there was no way their prey could escape from their grasp.

"It's been a long time since Crest appeared in the outside world," Jace stopped pretending and completely exposed his true face. "After so many years of inheritance, it will eventually decline. The fate of the Jace family will inevitably be their fate."

As the gods sleep longer and longer, there are fewer and fewer people with talent, the spiritual energy of the world is getting weaker and weaker, and families that rely on blood ties will sooner or later decline.

Only the Patrol Tower, because it is not a family force, can be so prominent as it madly recruits various talented people from all over the world to join.

Jace knew this was inevitable, and his ancestors knew it too, and there was nothing they could do about it. But none of them were willing to accept it.

Unfortunately, they stood on the side of the common people at the beginning, and it was not as smooth as the Patrol Tower in gathering those with talents. However, relying on the fact that ordinary people are always the mainstream of the world, their ambitions were not wiped out, but became more and more turbulent.

——Since decline is inevitable, let’s open up the source, the source of the Supreme God!

"Shazo Freeman."

Retracting his thoughts, Jace found the two books he wanted among the rows of books:

"That's your name."

He handed the book to Xia Zuo, while observing the expressions of the two boys.

The black-haired boy was as calm as ever. He had not shown any curiosity about the book and just stood there quietly.

“…”

Jace frowned.

This Xizel... is so weird.

The kind of weirdness that makes people feel inexplicably creepy.

But it doesn’t matter, we can’t keep him here for a while.

Jace calmly looked away and looked at Xia Zuo again.

Of the two thick books, one recorded the achievements and glory of the Freeman family, and the other was their family tree.

Xia Zuo turned to the last page of the family tree and found his name.

Chazo Freeman.

The black-haired boy glanced at it and whispered quietly, "It's true."

Rather than something new added – or something deliberately old.

This action caused the man in black robe and Jace to look at him a little more, but he did not delay their business, so they turned their attention to Xia Zuo again.

In fact, this is totally unnecessary. Just do it directly. As for letting the damned person die with a clear conscience? They are not so kind.

However, the Federation and the Patrol Tower are in a stalemate now, and no one wants to act rashly. The Patrol Tower is far away from their home turf, and the Jace family is not strong enough and needs to be killed with one strike.

The trump cards they each prepared needed to lie dormant for a longer period of time, so they were willing to kill time and watch Freeman have fun.

That's all.

Xia Zuo had never felt so clear-headed before.

Just then, he heard his friend's calm voice.

"Look carefully." The black-haired boy tilted his head. "The family information is delivered to you. Do you want to miss it?"

From those calm blue eyes, Xia Zuo could only see:

“You won’t find such detailed information anywhere else.”

This sentence.

Xia Zuo: “…”

He calmed down immediately.

The light-oriented power was trying to pull his uncontrollable emotions back.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the murderous intent in his heart, and tried hard to find all the real things in the last moments.