Chapter 137 Why can’t I kill people like this?
Looking at the puddle of mud in front of him, Finley felt overwhelmed.
The subordinate following behind him whispered: "Minister, this should be... pollutants, right?"
Hearing this, Finley turned his head and gave the subordinate who spoke a murderous look, telling him to shut up.
Damn it, could he not know it was a contaminant?
Although he is in charge of the skeleton army, not the devil army, he is not unable to recognize the corpses of the pollutants. If they are crushed a little more, they can be used directly as source oil.
But is that the point? Is a pollutant corpse the point?
Of course not.
The key point is that the body of this pollutant appeared in the Tower of Babel, and what exactly was this pollutant when he was alive?
With a "click" sound.
Finley took out a match and tried to light a cigarette to calm himself, but his shaking hands made it take him several tries, and he almost burned his fingers before he finally lit the cigarette.
The lingering smoke gradually eased his mood.
He naturally noticed that his subordinates looked at him strangely.
After all, smoking is not allowed in the Tower of Babel... But who the hell cares about that now? Even the corpses of pollutants can appear in the Tower of Babel, which was definitely the greatest blasphemy in the past, so what's wrong with him smoking a cigarette in the Tower of Babel now?
Moreover, the presence of polluted corpses in the Tower of Babel is not the most important point.
The most important point is... the corpse is wearing a uniform.
This suggests that he was once an employee of the tower.
There was a contaminated employee in the Tower of Babel, which in the past would have been a major oversight that would have resulted in him being fired.
What made Finley even more confused was that he knew who the body belonged to.
...Yongxin.
It took Finley less than a minute to finish the cigarette in his hand. The gradually dissipating smoke naturally could no longer cover the worry and fatigue in his eyes. After taking a puff of cigarette, he seemed to have aged dozens of years in an instant.
As the Minister of the Skeleton Corps, it is impossible to say that Finley does not understand Yongxin and does not know what Yongxin and Zhuxin want to do.
Whether actively or passively, Finley is now actually a member of the Zhuxin Society. Naturally, he has a certain understanding and psychological preparation for the fact that Tianqin is about to change its appearance. He knows that it will not be long before this city will change its name and beliefs.
But at this critical moment, Yongxin died.
He could naturally guess who had done it.
There couldn't be anyone else except Gerard.
This is really a... good plan.
He used his daughter as bait to lure away most of the knights of the Skeleton Army, and then came here to get rid of the lonely Yongxin.
This series of actions made Finley couldn't help but admire the former Knight of Evening Star.
But apart from admiration, Finley didn't know what else he could do.
As soon as Yongxin died, Finley discovered a very embarrassing thing, that is, he didn't know what to do or who to look for.
Finley's foundation in the Zhuxin Society was very shallow, and because of his special status, all his communication with the Zhuxin Society was through Yongxin. On the Tianqin side, after the five archbishops entered the amber of their minds, Yongxin also became the person with the most actual power in the city through a series of means.
In other words, whether black or white, Yongxin is Finley's direct and only "boss".
But now, Yongxin is dead.
So Finley looked around and found that whether it was Tianqin or the Xinzhu Society, the person with the highest status and the most power now seemed to be... himself?
When he thought of this, Finley's hands began to tremble again, and he had to take out another cigarette to calm himself.
"Minister..." the subordinate asked, "What should we do now?"
What to do?
How does he know!
All he knew now was that something big was about to happen.
But he had no idea when it would happen or what to do now.
He only knew that Tianqin was in a mess now, and both the work that belonged to him and the work that did not belong to him were placed in front of him in an instant.
His job is to deal with Jellal. Jellal hasn't been caught yet, so is it necessary to continue the wanted warrant?
It was not his job. The source oil processing plant had been destroyed, and the devil troops were carrying out another mission. If no action was taken, the entire Tianqin would come to a standstill in a few days.
Also, what is the outcome of the confrontation between Lyra and the New Gods?
Yongxin is dead. Should he stand on Tianqin's side or the New God's side now?
Finley didn't know.
He now envied those who knew nothing.
The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became. He quickly finished his second cigarette, but soon took out the third one, looking like he wanted to indulge in smoking forever.
This also made his skeleton knights look at each other in confusion, not knowing what to do.
But just as Finley was about to light his third cigarette, a vicissitudes of life voice rang out.
"Are you going to beat yourself to death here, Finley?"
The voice made Finley stunned. He turned his head sharply and saw an old man in a gorgeous robe walking towards him.
At this moment, his eyes were full of disbelief.
"How... is this possible?" he murmured.
The other Skeleton Knights also looked over, their eyes filled with confusion.
Most of them didn't know the old man, they just looked at the gorgeous robe thoughtfully, as if they could guess something.
The old man walked up to Finley and looked at him calmly: "Why, after not seeing you for ten years, you don't remember me anymore, Minister Finley?"
These words were like a basin of ice water poured directly onto Finley's head, causing his body to shiver as if he had been electrocuted. He then quickly leaned down and spoke in the most respectful tone.
"Of course not, welcome back...Bishop Oliver."
…
Ju lay in bed, tossing and turning for a long time, but couldn't fall asleep.
From time to time, she would get up from the bed and look outside through the small window, like a little girl longing for a free life.
But in fact, she was just waiting to see if there would be a big explosion like the one a few days ago, preferably one that could wake up the entire Lyra City.
This is not an unfounded expectation.
Because Gerard makes some big noise every day, Tachibana believes that tonight will be no exception.
But how big of a commotion is it?
Orange doesn't know.
But since Jellal specifically asked her to help him repair his body today, as if he was going to do something very important, Tachibana felt that no matter what, it would not be less serious than destroying most of the branch tower in Area 4.
Is it possible to destroy the entire Tower of Babel?
Ju stood on tiptoe and looked in the direction of the Tower of Babel.
The towering tower that seemed to connect heaven and earth could be seen directly from any corner of Tianqin City.
In the hearts of the vast majority of Lyrans, that is faith.
But for Tachibana, that was not the case.
Her greatest wish was to see the tower collapse with her own eyes, hoping that the collapsed tower would smash half of Lyra, and the remaining half would be swallowed up by the dust raised by the collapse.
Thus the entire Lyra was gone.
She had been thinking about this a long time ago, but she had never been able to realize it because she was the daughter of a rebel. If her father had not left her such a small warehouse, she would never have been able to touch those machines in her life.
But Gerard showed up.
Ju felt that the opportunity had come.
Suddenly, Tachibana heard footsteps, and when she turned around, Jellal was already standing beside her, even looking at her with a slightly surprised look.
"You haven't slept yet?"
Ju shook his head.
“I see.”
Gerard nodded slightly, and then slowly walked towards the corner where he had been staying these days.
Not sure if it was an illusion, but Tachibana felt that Jellal's figure was a little hunched and he looked very tired. Even more tired than when he first saw him, when he was covered in wounds and could barely stand.
He sat there blankly, with no spirit in his eyes.
...What happened?
Ju was a little confused.
But she didn't ask Gerald directly, she just watched quietly.
It was unknown how long it had been before Gerard finally figured something out and asked, "Why don't you rest?"
"I can't sleep." Ju also spoke up, "What did you do again?"
Gerald was also a little surprised.
As far as he could remember, this was probably the first time Ju asked him a question, so after a long silence, he said softly, "I'm going to... kill someone."
"Just killed one?"
"That one that's very important to me... huh?"
Jellal originally thought that Tachibana would ask who that person was, and he was ready to answer, but the question Tachibana asked was something Jellal had never expected.
What do you mean... just killed one?
Should we kill a lot of them?
Jellal felt that there seemed to be something wrong with his image in Tachibana's mind. He subconsciously wanted to explain, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know how to explain.
Because he thought that every time he came to see Ju, he didn't look like a good person.
Especially this morning, his body was covered with the blood of countless people. Although it was all done by Bai Wei and no one was really killed, such words obviously could not be told to Ju.
So after hesitating for a while, Gerard sighed softly: "Everything I do now may cause you to misunderstand, but please believe me, I am not a bad person, I am just...looking for the truth of the past. In fact, I have found it now, and I only need the last step."
In response to Jellal's explanation, Tachibana just said "Oh", as if he didn't really believe what he said.
This made Gerald feel a little helpless.
Then he realized that he and Ju had not communicated enough these days.
Gerard had always been at a loss as to what to do or what he could do with the daughter of an old friend.
He did help Ju deal with those thugs, but only that one time.
He did give Ju some money, but those were fair trades, so much so that strictly speaking he still owed Ju some money.
He wanted to do more, but he was still a wanted criminal and the biggest sinner.
So, is there anything he can do now?
Jellal looked around, and then looked at the head of Tachibana's bed, where there was a photo of him and Xiaoxing.
He had an idea, so his tone gradually softened: "You probably haven't seen Abel, right? He's your father. Otherwise, let me tell you about him. He's a very good person..."
He was interrupted by Ju when he was halfway through his words: "I don't want to know this."
Gerald paused for a moment: "Then do you want to know?"
Standing by the window, Tachibana looked at Jellal, the moonlight making her eyes bright.
"When are you going to destroy Lyra?" she asked. "Can you take me with you?"
…
"It's a good thing you're back, Bishop Oliver."
In Yongxin's former office, Oliver was sitting there, and Finley saluted him respectfully.
"If you don't come back, then I... no, it should be the entire Tianqin that won't know what to do."
Oliver always had a kind smile on his face.
"Don't worry, Finley, everything will be alright," he said. "The night will soon end and the sun will soon rise for Lyra."
Finley raised his head cautiously and looked at Oliver.
Even though he has not appeared in public for ten years, the Bishop of Babel is still the same as before, and even looks younger.
"Bishop Oliver, I don't know what you think of the current..."
"Don't worry, Minister Finley. Although I have been thinking in amber, I am very familiar with the situation outside." Oliver said, "I know exactly what we have to do, and we are doing it."
"You mean Gerard?"
"Well... he is indeed a trouble, but it doesn't matter anymore." Oliver shook his head, "We have more important things to do."
"More important things?" Finley was puzzled.
"Yes."
From a perspective that Finley couldn't see, Oliver opened the drawer of the desk. In the drawer was a tentacle. He stretched out his hand to the tentacle, and the tentacle seemed to suddenly come alive, and then quickly drilled into Oliver's body and merged into his flesh and blood, but Oliver's expression did not change at all, he just said lightly.
"Let's call a general assembly."
"Notify everyone."
"In two days, we will have a new life."
…
silence.
There was a long silence.
Looking at Tachibana not far away, Jellal thought he had just heard it wrong.
"Destroy the Lyra?" he said. "When did I ever say I was going to destroy the Lyra?"
"You didn't say it," Tachibana replied, "but haven't you been doing it all along?"
"When have I always been doing this? Those are all..."
At this point, Gerard suddenly paused, feeling as if he had missed the most crucial information.
So he looked at Ju again and said softly: "The reason you helped me is because you think... can I destroy Tianqin?"
Orange nodded.
So that’s how it is…
Gerald finally understood.
He never understood Ju, and thought that Ju was just a quiet and honest kid without many ideas, just like most mechanics.
But at this moment he suddenly discovered that there seemed to be a fire in Ju's eyes.
There is a fire that wants to ignite Lyra.
As for the idea that Tachibana finally revealed, Jellal did not scold her. He just remained silent for a while and then asked softly, "Can I know the reason?"
Ju lowered his head, looked at his toes, and then said softly: "They say my father is a rebel, and I am the child of a rebel. Sooner or later, I will be executed for betraying Tianqin. So why can't I do as they wish? They say that rebels will destroy Tianqin, so I will destroy Tianqin."
"But your father is not a rebel," Gerard said. "You are the child of a hero."
"Are you saying that they are wrongly accusing me?" Ju said, "Are they wrong to treat me like this?"
"Yes."
"Then..." Ju raised his head and said seriously, "Why can't I kill people like this?"
"Shouldn't such a Lyra be destroyed?"
(End of this chapter)
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