Chapter 132 if line be
1.
"The last time rewind begins. Rewind time: 00:01 on September 10, 1797, Federal Calendar."
Xia Zuo opened his eyes.
At this time, he was still under the control of the Kerry family.
He did not set the time after meeting Caesar.
Maybe his thinking has been wrong all along...
But it doesn't matter, he has already taken a gamble and chosen a new path.
Feeling the power surging in his body, the brown-haired boy covered his eyes with his hands and revealed a miserable smile.
2.
Xia Zuo's original idea was to try to redeem everything by being Xizel's best friend.
But then he discovered that fate was cruel. Caesar was destined to die, and he would die eventually. The more he tried to change something, the more ruthlessly fate would mock him.
Everything he did pushed Caesar deeper into hell.
So... for the last time, let's try a different approach.
He used all his strength and opportunities to gain complete freedom one last time.
3.
Xia Zuo found a companion he knew at Kaili's house.
"I want to learn your disguise techniques."
4.
The Kaili family was destroyed as expected, but this time, because of the relevant memories, Xia Zuo escaped and did not fall into a coma, so naturally he was not sent to the third-level prison in Baixiang District as a prisoner.
But he still came.
He became an ordinary prison guard in the prison.
His face was thick with disguise. Xia Zuo was never slow to learn, nor was he stupid. In just a few days, he had already mastered the essence of disguise.
And the night will be his best protection.
So he took advantage of the cursed talent holder's unpreparedness and killed him in advance. Then, when he met Caesar, he came to the cell where Caesar had been. Sure enough, he saw the black-haired boy with his back to him, as if he was thinking about something.
"Cesare Crest."
Xia Zuo called his name, feeling his heartbeat quicken and his palms sweat slightly. He couldn't reveal any flaws, otherwise his extremely perceptive friend would see through him instantly.
And... after recalling it countless times, he gradually felt that his heart had become numb.
Hearing his voice, the black-haired boy turned around.
He was still the same as I remembered, wearing black clothes, with his hood tucked behind him and a calm expression.
"I've read the case file and I think you're innocent." Xia Zuo unlocked the cell and said, "Leave here. I hope you can live a good life in the future."
The black-haired boy glanced at him.
Just as Xia Zuo knew him, he smiled and said, "Okay."
5.
Xia Zuo knew that Xizel had left.
This time, he did not travel with the other party.
6.
Xia Zuo went to the shop that made the fake certificates and saw that the apple that was being offered for sale was not there.
But this was also within his expectations.
He asked the boss if he had seen a black-haired boy. The boss nodded with lingering fear, but because the brown-haired boy exuded the aura of superiority and numb coldness in his every move, he did not dare to make things difficult for him and quickly prepared the certificate for him.
Xia Zuo took the certificate and boarded the suspension cabin leading to the Gray Moon Area.
Caesar has always been a very opinionated person. In the beginning, it was usually Caesar who decided where they should go.
Therefore, even if he travels alone this time, he probably won't change his itinerary.
The brown-haired boy pretended to be a staff member of the hovercraft.
He watched the black-haired boy from a distance out of the corner of his eye.
The young man was sitting alone in a corner by the window, looking at the scenery outside with his head tilted to the side. His hood cast a shadow on his face, and no one could tell what he was feeling at the moment.
...What would a black-haired boy feel like while going through this journey alone?
Xia Zuo suddenly felt a little confused.
But he didn't want Caesar to die even more.
Since all of Caesar's transformations were caused by him, then let the person "Xia Zuo Freeman" disappear completely from this world.
It is enough to leave behind only some of the “good people” who happened to encounter Caesar.
7.
Caesar did not rent the house they were supposed to live in in the Gray Moon area.
This time, there will no longer be a close friend of his, reading books and knitting sweaters with him in the room.
And the black-haired boy will never know all this.
The black-haired boy did not stop and directly entered the second-level prison in the Gray Moon District using the method that Xia Zuo was familiar with.
Xia Zuo went to the familiar yet unfamiliar room.
He was silent for a moment, put the sweater in his hand on the sofa in the monotonous space, and then turned and left.
8.
Wilson is still the same, full of justice, busy and a little strict.
Xia Zuo thought.
He sneaked into the prison with some difficulty and quietly provided all the help he could to his former best friend.
Occasionally, his excellent hearing allowed him to hear the black-haired boy whisper, "...I always feel like someone is taking care of me. It's a strange feeling, isn't it?"
Xia Zuo knew he was talking to Ursula.
Caesar didn't like others to pry into his thoughts, so he and Ursula communicated with each other through voice. Ursula's voice would ring directly in his ears, so low that even Xia Zuo couldn't hear it.
But this time, the three names that were supposed to go together, César, Ursula and Xia Zuo, were missing Xia Zuo.
Xia Zuo turned around, not letting his gaze linger even for a moment, so as not to arouse the suspicion of his perceptive friend.
He felt his heart was shattered, he felt the wind whirring into his heart. He could hardly breathe, yet he felt numb, as if it was natural.
Cesar Crest didn't know who Chazo Freeman was, but he knew.
He not only knew who Xia Zuo Freeman was, he also knew Caesar and Ursula's preferences, some of their little habits, and other unknown aspects of their personalities.
He will never forget.
But he will take it all to his grave.
9.
Perhaps it was because Xia Zuo, the key in the prophecy, was not found, and there was no way for the person who needed to sacrifice himself to replace the god to do so. He was not very active in doing this.
So he continued to read books every day, and then took Ursula away from the prison.
Xia Zuo tossed and turned that night, unable to sleep. This was a significant deviation. Would Caesar be in trouble? Would he be injured? Would he die from some other cause, like so many times before?
He really couldn't sleep, so he quickly put on his clothes and went out, pacing slowly in the dark.
He was still pretending, as past experiences had taught him to be cautious.
As expected, caution paid off—he met a black-haired boy walking with a lantern.
Reason told him that it was best to ignore it, but thinking of Caesar's terrifying brain, he asked without hesitation, sounding simply curious: "It's so late, what are you doing with a lamp?"
"Well, I heard there are fireflies nearby, so I plan to catch a few for the kids at home."
The black-haired boy tilted his head and asked, "What about you? You haven't slept either."
Xia Zuo smiled and said, "You can't sleep, so you came out for a walk. Go ahead, the place where the fireflies appear is not far ahead. I've seen it before. I'll go back first."
Xia Zuo turned around and walked back to his residence step by step. Even though he noticed the undisguised gaze behind him, he did not look back once.
Return to your temporary residence and close the door.
The room was cold, the lights were off, and the only sound was his breathing.
The brown-haired boy stood there motionless, as if in silence, then suddenly raised his hands to cover his eyes.
Hot tears dripped into his palm, which was the only warmth of this night.
10.
"What's wrong, Caesar, is there something wrong with that person?" The girl's voice sounded.
The black-haired boy didn't answer, but asked, "Did you hear anything?"
"No." The girl answered simply: "His inner voice is very clear, I didn't hear anything."
"Is it clean..."
How could a person's inner thoughts be pure? The most likely possibility is that they know someone can see into their hearts, so they deliberately avoid thinking about anything.
The black-haired boy smiled and said calmly: "Nothing, I just feel a little familiar."
Like prison guards, like the staff of the suspension cabin, like Wilson's ordinary assistants, like the cleaners who quietly passed by his cell every day.
Like the one he once went looking for, but never showed up.
Xizel thought he was not the type to force things. Moreover, so much time had passed, from the White Elephant District to now.
Then let him have his wish.
11.
César left.
When Xia Zuo heard about this, he could no longer find the other party.
He also couldn't activate his own bloodline, because if he did, Caesar would be able to sense him easily, and all his efforts would be in vain.
Bloodline can only be suppressed and then activated at the last moment.
Xia Zuo stood there in a daze for a long time, not knowing what to do.
He changed his identity and went to the wasteland, where he met Mol who was sitting in a wheelchair.
The girl's golden hair was dull, and she looked like she was about to die.
"I'm sorry." Xia Zuo said suddenly.
——I took away your salvation, your faith, and your God.
The girl raised her eyelids with difficulty to look at him, not knowing what he was saying.
"My power is healing," Xia Zuo said, "Can you give me a chance... to try?"
12.
Xia Zuo gave up his identity as the high priest and the name of Xia Zuo Freeman. He tried his best to cure Mol, then politely declined the request left by Mol's father and went to the Northern Ice Realm alone.
He felt bad here and he didn't like it.
Countless native creatures came to stop him, and blood dyed Xia Zuo's clothes red, but he did not stop.
Xia Zuo would also complain when he was exhausted. He was clearly here to offer sacrifices, so why was he being treated like this? Could he be going to preach? It was hard to believe him like this.
He amused himself in this way and came to the place in his memory.
The moment Xia Zuo arrived at the location, he stimulated his blood and indeed heard the faint humming of the divine palace's response.
He no longer had any strength left and collapsed to the ground, but he smiled and said, "I know you are conscious. Let's discuss it. Do you need a cornerstone? I can be that cornerstone."
"Please, let Caesar go."
13.
He deserves better.
14.
Xia Zuo never saw Xizel again.
He didn't look for it again. Perhaps forgetting is good for everyone.
But sometimes, he would fantasize that one day he would be able to walk into a pub in the appearance of a brown-haired boy, and see a black-haired young man sitting at a table with a young girl. The young man had a helpless smile on his face, and asked the girl not to drink too much.
Then he would pass by them, smile at each other, and part ways in the endless winter in the ice realm.
15.
Caesar would never know Chazo Freeman.
But Xia Zuo Freeman will always remember César.
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