The Emperor’s Angel of Death

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After listening to the story narrated by the other party, Soshyan was silent for a long time. He knew what the story implied.

Finally, he asked in a hoarse voice:

"What about that person?"

"He's been remorseful."

"regret."

"Regret your failures and think about what's wrong with being yourself."

"Will he... make mistakes too?"

"Everyone doesn't think he will, and even he thinks he won't, but in fact this is not his first mistake."

Saying that, the perplexed looked at the suspended bronze bell.

"It was in this place that he made his first mistake. If he could have realized it at the time, there might not have been any subsequent failures."

Soshyan also looked at the clock. Although the glass surface was broken, the slender hands decorated with gold and mother-of-pearl were not scratched at all. From the small glass window at the bottom of the clock, the internal mechanical structure could be seen, but at this time the gears were not. Rotate again, and the pendulum no longer swings.

No matter how you look at it, it is just an ordinary bronze bell.

"Are you tired of standing, are you interested in having a cup of tea with me now?"

Soshyan nodded slightly.

The man's words were confusing, but hardly annoying, and Soshyan wanted to know more from him.

The deceiver then took Soshyan to the rooms behind the hall.

It was a modest room, with two chairs flanking a mahogany table carved with intertwined pythons, and a painting on the wall with several symbols like words written in black ink, but he Didn't recognize the symbols, and it looked like they were written with a huge brush.

So he pointed to the painting and asked.

"What did it say?"

"An ancient Tara script that means...heart is like still water."

"You wrote it?"

"No, a friend of mine."

When Soshyan sat on the chair, it suddenly creaked under its weight, and the perplexed raised his fingers, and a shiny white porcelain teapot and a pair of white porcelain cups flew out from under the table.

I saw the deceiver's right hand squeezed out of thin air, and Soshyan saw a small cluster of dry plant leaves and stems appear in his hand, then the lid of the pot was opened, and the other party sprinkled those dry leaves and stems into the pot, and then stretched out his fingers. Gently, a cluster of blue flames suddenly rose from the bottom of the pot, and soon the mouth of the pot spurted hot air.

In the process, Soshyan did not see that the other party had added water.

"Don't you need water?"

"It has been added in advance, while you and I are talking."

A minute later, the flame was extinguished, and the trickster filled the white porcelain cup, and a light and strange fragrance filled the surrounding air with the heat flow, and then the trickster sat back in his chair.

"You are the second person to drink with me, and those who are confused are very happy today."

The puzzler let out a clear laugh, then raised his glass.

Soshyan also raised his glass in response to the other party, but he was more curious about whether the man would take off his mask while drinking tea.

As a result, he was disappointed. The confused person raised his glass and raised his head, and the liquid in the glass actually penetrated into the mask.

Soshyan picked up the cup, which looked too delicate in his hands and had to be very careful.

Blowing into the cup, Suo Shiyang took a sip, but unexpectedly found that the seemingly hot tea was only warm, and it was really bitter and unbearable when it entered his throat. It was the worst thing he had ever drunk in his life. .

"Well......"

Although it was hard to drink, Soshyan didn't show it and just drank the rest.

"You've never had tea like this, have you."

The confused person slowly put down the cup, Soshyan also put the cup on the table, and the other party filled the cup again.

"I'm a soldier, and I don't have the heart to do this kind of idle business that wastes energy and time."

"Ha, I think it's a waste of time to drink tea. In order to save a woman who should be an enemy, you can run for days without even thinking about life and death. Is this the style of a warrior?"

Soshyan was silent, just picked up the teacup and took another sip, this time it was still bitter and even a little more spicy.

He then explained:

"Everyone has a ruler in his heart to measure the people and things he touches, that's all."

"In that case, I can't say anything else. What do you think of the taste of this tea?"

"I can't appreciate it IMHO, and...the taste of it seems to be changing all the time."

At this time, the perplexed person suddenly touched his palm and smiled.

"Ha, your reaction is the same as his."

"Who?"

"The first person to drink tea with me."

"related to me?"

"No."

"This-"

"One kind of person, one kind of tea, one kind of flavor, what you drink is not tea, but yourself, because you always hide pain and doubt in your heart, so what you drink is also painful doubt, and then your confusion , although you have made up your mind, you are still at a loss for everything that may happen in the future, and you don't even know how to deal with those who trust you and respect you."

Soshyan was speechless and could only sit quietly in the chair.

"Do you want to know the story about Xerxes?"

The other party's words made Soshyan raise his head slightly, his eyes flickered for a moment, and then he shook his head again.

"I do not want."

This is the truth of Soshyan. In fact, even with Elena, a living witness, Soshyan seldom actively explores the past. It seems that he himself is not aware of himself. Resisting something.

After speaking, he paused and asked sincerely.

"Confused, is this a normal person's reaction?"

"no."

"Then should I go to understand the past of the Primarch, to understand the truth of the year."

"Two things. First, I can't give you any truth. Second, what is the truth you mean."

"This-"

Soshyang sorted out the thoughts in his head, and suddenly decided to put this moment aside for the time being. He still had a very important question that he didn't understand.

"Confused, are you friar Said?"

The perplexed put down the teacup and said softly:

"Yes and no."

"I don't know."

"Not yet."

As he spoke, he stretched out his palm, and suddenly a golden light flashed, and a golden mask appeared in his palm, exactly the same as the one he wore on his face.

Looking at this mask, Soshyang was startled. This is the one Seid left behind, thinking that he remembered that there was a small inverted triangle symbol on the forehead of the mask, which was not found in the mask on the face of the bewildered.

Then, under Soshyan's gaze, the confuser put the mask on his face.

For a moment, Soshyan seemed to feel that the other party's figure suddenly blurred, and many afterimages were separated, and they overlapped at the next moment.

"Now, I am."

"This......."

Soshyan opened his mouth slightly, but his throat seemed to be blocked, and finally he spit out a few words.

"I remember putting that thing in..."

"As soon as I see you, it will come back to me, maybe someone reminded you."

Suoshyan was stunned for a moment, and immediately remembered that Kayang had indeed said this to himself, but he immediately realized that it was wrong.

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