Chapter 88 This is your last chance
Terrell was very nervous, even more nervous than when he saw Lord Yongxin in that state last night.
His hands couldn't stop shaking, and beads of sweat overflowed from his forehead and kept dripping down, mixing with the blood that had flowed out from his fingers that had been cut by the clock hand earlier, making him look particularly embarrassed.
Terry could no longer hear any sound except for his own pounding heartbeat. He didn't even feel any pain from the wound on his finger that was bleeding. The only emotion he could truly feel was fear.
And all of this was naturally brought about by Gerard.
Trel still couldn't forget the scene just now. The "Clock of Desolate Time" that even Master Yongxin could only press "two" collapsed the moment it approached Jellal... What does this mean? Has Jellal found the power that he failed to bring out of the contaminated area? And the concentration of that power... is far beyond Master Yongxin!
But according to Lord Yongxin, they had tested Jellal a month ago, and there was nothing on Jellal's body at that time.
Has there been such a big change in just one month?
Or...has he always been like this, and has he been pretending for the past ten years? !
Thoughts and doubts popped up in Trill's mind one after another, pricking his nerves like needles. He didn't dare to think about them any further. He just wanted to report to Lord Yongxin immediately.
But, Gerard was right beside him and never left!
When Trill pretended to be calm and bent over to pick up the parts of the "Clock of Desolation", Jellal stood quietly beside him, motionless. Trill could clearly see Jellal's straight thighs like stone pillars, which also brought great pressure to Trill.
Trel felt that his current posture was exactly like a prisoner waiting to be killed, and Gerard was the beheader who was about to be executed.
With the ability of this "Knight of the Evening Star", Trel believed that if Gerard really wanted to kill him, he would not even have time to look up and call for help.
So, will he do it?
Has he realized what he has done before?
Terrell was very nervous, and the nervousness reached its climax when he heard the "dong dong" sound of footsteps.
Jellal was walking towards him, and it seemed that his heavy leather boots were not stepping on the floor of the hall, but on his heart... Yes, he felt that Jellal's footsteps and his own heartbeat were in sync.
Then, the footsteps disappeared and Gerard stopped beside him.
At this moment, Trill seemed to have forgotten how to breathe, and he tried several times to grab a small part but failed.
He didn't dare to look up, so naturally he couldn't see Jellal's face, but he could feel Jellal's gaze.
That gaze on him was like a butcher's knife on his neck.
...Are you really going to take action?
If Gerard really wants to kill him, he must tell Lord Yongxin the news before he dies!
This was the only thought that Terrell could find in his confused mind.
So, when he saw Gerard slowly bending down and preparing to "take action", he could no longer suppress the pressure in his heart and almost shouted for help.
But at this moment, he heard Gerard calmly say: "Let me help you."
The moment these words were spoken, Terrell felt that the incomparable sense of pressure disappeared in an instant.
The world that was originally so quiet that only the sound of one's own heartbeat and Jellal's footsteps could be heard disappeared. The noise of people coming and going in the fourth district tower returned, and the wound that was still bleeding began to hurt.
At this moment, Terrell felt as if he had come alive.
And when Jellal bent down and started to help Trel pick up the parts, the fear and tension in Trel's heart had completely disappeared, and what remained was only a trace of... doubt.
It’s strange, why was I so scared just now?
Terrell was puzzled.
He looked around. There were hundreds of people coming and going on the first floor of the four-district tower. The noise he had just made also attracted the attention of many people, who were now looking over here.
This immediately made Terrell feel relieved.
Yes, this is his territory.
How could Gerard dare to attack him here?
Thinking of this, Trel immediately felt relieved. He attributed his previous excessive tension to the not-so-good rest in the past two days, the shock of Ocot being killed by Gerard, and of course the "truth" just detected. These factors combined made him so abnormal before.
But now that he has calmed down, Terrell knows there is no need to be afraid.
Even if Jellal knew everything, he would never dare to do anything to him.
Because, he was now standing in the sun, and Jellal... had long been nothing more than a mouse in the shadows.
"Thank you so much, Sir Gerard." Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Trel's face again. "Actually, you don't have to help me. I can handle it myself."
"Tell me what happened." Gerard whispered.
Terrell was slightly stunned: "What did you say?"
Jellal looked up at Terrel and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Stop pretending and tell me what happened. What happened ten years ago? What happened in the past ten years? And what about the Clock of Desolate Time that just blew up?"
Terrell narrowed his eyes.
He didn't expect that Gerard would reveal his cards directly.
Are you nervous? Nervous that your secret will be discovered.
That's all there is to it.
Terrel smiled again, but what he said was: "Sir Gerald, I don't understand what you are saying. Everything here is normal. It was so ten years ago and it is still so now."
Jellal stared at Terrel and said slowly, "Can we talk somewhere else? There are too many people here."
Oh...it seems that I guessed it right.
Seeing Gerard's request, Trel's smile widened, and even carried a hint of sarcasm: "Sir Gerard, I don't understand what you mean. Is there something shameful between us? Maybe you do, but I don't. If you must talk, let's talk here."
Gerald was silent.
He was still staring at Terrell, but this gaze no longer put pressure on Terrell as before.
In his opinion, Gerard already knew that his secret had been exposed, so he wanted to try again.
The more times like this happen, the less likely Terry will give him a chance.
Trel had already decided that when he delivered the message to Lord Yongxin later, he would never leave this hall.
Jellal looked at Trel for a long time, and then spoke for the last time: "I don't know how much you participated, but I didn't detect any contamination in you, so I think you still have a chance... but this is the last chance. I am helping you. If it's any later, it will really be too late."
Trel was a little surprised that Jellal would say such words. He even heard a hint of sincerity and... pleading in Jellal's tone?
He looked at Jellal's eyes with some confusion. He didn't know why, but Jellal's left eye, which was covered with gauze, always gave him a feeling of palpitations.
But this feeling didn't last long.
Terrel said calmly, "Sir Gerard, I don't understand what you are talking about. Maybe in your eyes, all of us have problems, and you are trying to save all of us. But is it possible that all of us are normal, and the only one with a problem is you?"
After saying this, Trel stopped entangled with Jellal, packed up the remaining parts, and stood up.
"I'll give you the rest as a souvenir." Terry shrugged and said, "After all, the clock is ten years old. It's broken and outdated. I really shouldn't keep it with me anymore. Maybe the scrap metal recycling plant is the best place for it?"
After leaving these words, Terrell turned and left.
He was still somewhat wary of Gerard coming after him.
But Jellal didn't do that. He just stood there, looking at Trel's back. When Trel looked back, he suddenly felt that Jellal's eyes were like he was looking at a dead person.
This gave Trel a chill. He blinked, and when he looked again, Gerard had already turned and left.
"What a mysterious guy." Terrell muttered, and then walked quickly to the front desk, "Contact Babel for me."
He wanted to pass the news to Lord Yongxin as soon as possible.
The sooner the better.
So he kept speeding up.
Then he felt that his steps were very fast and his body was very light.
And it is getting lighter and lighter.
Even, it feels like flying.
Then he saw the receptionist's expression change from a smile to a dull look, and finally to horror.
final--
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!”
With a click.
Terrell's head fell to the ground.
The last thing he saw before he lost consciousness was a body with only one-third of its body left, walking quickly forward.
I have to go out tonight, so the second chapter may be a little late, so I'll post the first chapter first
(End of this chapter)
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