doll city

"... Remember Me Toone Who Lives There

Remember to give my regards to that girl

Sheonce was a true love of mine

She was my great love..."

From one night to another, the black crows weave the night, and the red stars listen to Luka's singing quietly.

After an unknown amount of time, Luca stopped his chanting and looked at the violinist quietly.

"I hear the voice in your heart."

"You have a story from a long, long time ago, like all dreams taken away by time, you thought it would never appear in your world again."

"But it reappeared, time will bury love, but time will not let it go out."

"Now, you have obtained that unique love, so that you will not be afraid of the death of your soul from now on."

The crows listened quietly, they heard a human heart gradually stop beating, they heard Luca whisper,

"You don't need a human heart anymore."

"It ages you and makes your love a plaything of time."

"Give it to me, and you will get Alice's eternal power in exchange, and your body will make this love eternal..."

——Li Ya, go home.

The violin stopped.

"Then why do you need a human heart? Obviously, it is so short."

Li Ya put down the bow, and there was a slight, mechanical sound coming from his arm, but he still maintained the expression that a human being should have.

"If your 'princess' is not Alice but a human being, then you've lost her long ago."

"You are the same as Alice. You lost your lover a long, long time ago. You know it better than Alice."

"Why didn't you die?"

A faint light from the sky shone between Li Ya and Luca from between the crow's feathers.

Luca looked up at the light.

He seemed to remember something, and he didn't know whether it came from some human's imaginings among the many hallucinations.

——Luka, Luca, today I learned a new song from my teacher, may I sing it to you?

——Tomorrow the masters will wind you up and stay with other porcelain puppets... It's so good, I also want to become a princess like Alice and perform on the same stage with you.

——You are so beautiful in today's rehearsal, just like a real prince... It's a pity that my father seems to prefer that greasy-faced comprador.

—Luca, I don't want to marry that man...

——If only you could move, take me out of here, I really... don't want to marry him.

——I dreamed that you were crying last night. Are you stupid?

— Luca, I love you, although I will never hear your answer again.

After... what's next?

The grand performance of the Twelve Actors, and at the end of the play, her father announced that his daughter was about to marry far away.

No one heard the silent cries of the puppet on the stage.

That was his first awakening, he took a step, and fell hard off the stage.

"I'm sorry...I'm just ceramics, I can never shed a tear for you."

Li Ya silently watched Luka lower his head, the mask on his face fell off like a dead bird, revealing another blue eye and the years-old crack under the eye.

"...All I can give you is the crack on your face."

……

Mondays in Ciling are often frightening.

The crow will bring new invitations, asking humans to go to hunting grounds in various parts of the city to meet all kinds of challenges...or death.

But today seems to be different.

"what is this?"

The black wings flapped away, and many small teams took to the streets, comparing the new invitations in each other's hands.

All invitations have the same content:

"Thirteen thieves broke into the castle,

The oil painting screamed loudly in the burning.

The princess's wedding dress was stolen and burned,

They chuckled with their treasures.

The headplayer king of thieves wants,

Which warrior came with the head up.

Any reward is up to you to choose,

Don't let him escape until the seventh sunset. "

Ciling Central-Central Park, all the nearby teams put aside their fights and preparations for the hunting ground, and gathered in the square.

"...I think everyone is very clear, this is not a big escape - kill, this is a reward! That group of people from M82 killed the Red Death King last Friday and angered the King of Ling, as long as they bring their Once the head passes by, we can realize any wish! Even return to reality!"

The crowd boiled completely, and greedy light surged in each other's eyes.

But others hesitated.

"But... the people of M82 challenged the Red Death King for all of us. If we do this, will it be a bit..."

"Hey, what they said was pretty good at the time, killing the Red King of Death will save everyone from this ghost place! But now, it's not like there's no movement, but it's costing a lot of lives, it's useless! Death The people who have died will be pulled in again after a while!"

"Is there anyone from M82?! Come out and say a few words!"

"It's still M82. I guess I saw the invitation in the morning and hid already."

"But having said that, the invitation only recognizes 'thirteen thieves'. There are so many M82s, so not all of them participated. It means that only thirteen people are related to the death of the Red Death King. Which thirteen are they? !"

Amidst the chaotic discussions, someone suddenly fired a shot into the sky, and the crowd fell silent, and they automatically moved out of the way.

A group of ferocious people wearing "Xianggu" armbands walked to the center of the square, led by a middle-aged man with a gloomy face, who was Ma Zhaojun, the current speaker of Xianggu.

"I know who it is. Next, I will announce the list of most of the thirteen bounty criminals that I have guessed. The price is - I want the head of that boy named Yan Ge!"

As Ma Zhaojun said, the subordinates behind him posted a large photo on the bulletin board.

"This kid is one of them. He took away my grandnephew the night before yesterday, and killed my niece in a cruel way! Anyone who sees this kid must report it to Xianggu! I'm not afraid of you Listen, but if someone kills him privately without reporting it, I guarantee that you will not be ordered to bring the head to King Ling!"

"M82 has completely disintegrated, and now Ciling, 'Elephant Valley' has the final say!"

After saying this harsh word, Ma Zhaojun took their men and left.

"Wow...are they so generous?" Someone asked doubtfully.

"They don't care whether they leave or not. In the real world, there's no place for these people to run amok...Speaking of which, I can understand M82 and Tang on this list. Could it be that this 'broken chapter' is the whole team?"

"There are four of them, it's outrageous."

"Hurry up, take a picture, and go to the street to look for it right away, don't let anyone beat you first."

After collecting the information, the lively crowd immediately scattered and left. In the corner of the square, a girl with dark cloud-like hair and looking very honest was sitting under the shade of a tree and swallowing bread.

After drinking a can of Coke, she declined the invitation of a nearby team, carrying a backpack and wearing sunglasses on her face.

If someone looks closely, her shadow seems to be much higher than she looks.

"...It's troublesome."

The one who spoke was naturally Yan Ge. After the first battle in the museum, he found that his "conqueror" had undergone a qualitative change. It used to be just an acting skill, and it didn't last long. Now, he can pretend to be anyone he has ever seen. people.

In this city, no one can recognize him.

He went back to Old Porcelain Street last night. Ma Zhaojun had sent someone to try to abduct Gu Lili before, so he knew the address of their stronghold, so when he returned, he found that there were people patrolling Xianggu everywhere.

Fortunately, he disguised himself well, and was kicked out by passers-by as a spy.

But he didn't know where Gu Lili and the others were taken. The only thing he could trust was that with Diana's sensitivity, they should have been hidden.

Also, where is Li Yahui?

Of course, he is also one of the thirteen "thieves", but those people should not take the initiative to provoke him and Diana, two obviously unbeatable existences.

Just as Yan Ge lowered his head in thought, suddenly, a fresh red rose appeared in front of his eyes.

Looking along the dewy calyx and branches, the first thing you see is a white glove, then an elegant suit, and a handsome and elegant mixed-race face.

"... Leon?"

There were people coming and going around, and no one seemed to notice that there was such a strangely dressed gentleman standing here.

"I thought Luca finally brought the unfortunate Miss Wu here. It turned out to be you... You shouldn't mind chatting with me for a while."

Leon raised the brim of his hat politely and sat on the bench beside him.

Farewell to Paper Man Lane, Yan Ge remembered that Leon, who failed in the third stage of the tribulation and became a complete and powerful mental patient, should have been brought back to the base by Diana.

Now that M82 is hidden, it doesn't seem to be able to hold him anymore, allowing him to come out and wander around.

Yan Ge saw that his mental state seemed relatively normal, and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Leon smiled and said: "It seems that you are only the last step away from being a real 'conqueror'. If the show is staged, I will definitely take the best audience position regardless of wind and rain."

Yan Ge looked down at his hands: "...You mean, I haven't reached the real 'third level' yet?"

"According to what people know now, of course you are, you can play anyone, and even if you like pranks, you can imitate anyone's abilities. But I don't mean these...I mean, come to the person who continues to write the finale."

Yan Ge looked at him with some doubts: "Can you explain in detail?"

"People are so obsessed with power, they think that the escalation of violence will bring the end of the game, but that's not the case."

Lyon looked at the busy crowd in the square, and read various emotions such as greed, anxiety, fear, and excitement from their faces.

"It's important that we finish that piece by Luca."

Yan Ge: "How do you write it? Lock up Li Ya and let him display his professional talents?"

"He has already worked hard to write the next chapter." Leon said, "The rest, we have to find it from Luca's story. For Ms. Wu's sake, I kindly remind you...you still have a week. "

"A week?"

Lyon looked into the distance, the purple-gray fog on the edge of the city.

"I have a hunch that the evil dragon at the end of the story is coming."

Yan Ge didn't expect him to be able to explain what he meant in plain language, he propped his head in thought for a moment, and remembered Leon's ability.

In Paper Man Alley, Leon has the ability to extract a person's past, weave a real illusion, and then save the protagonist of the story, creating a heroic story.

"Looking for Luca's story..."

At a certain moment, Yan Ge got an inspiration, and he looked at Leon.

"If... I mean, if I play Luca, can you help me know his past?"