k thorn bird

(This chapter comes from a different Izana company, if you are unwell, please skip it automatically [funny])

After finishing the meal (actually, I am too lazy to write a description), Izanashe actually felt a little sleepy, yawned again and again, and drowsiness surged up.

He was taken to the room by the servant, and fell asleep without warning, just like a newborn baby, and fell into a deep sleep.

After such a boring repetition, three days passed, but some blood was drawn on time.

The sun has risen in the east, rendering the entire sky into a masterpiece of gold and red, just like the day when Jesus was crucified, beautiful and bloody.

The boy on the bed was awakened by a ray of sunlight in the morning. He slowly opened his eyes. There was mist in the amber eyes, and the long silver hair had grown to his waist.

He looked around in a little confusion, and felt that he seemed to have forgotten a lot of things, whether it was what should be forgotten or what should not be forgotten, they all turned into a wisp of smoke, and he wanted to catch it but couldn't.

"You're awake." Tostegan took a cup of hot milk and toast himself, opened the door, and saw him staring out the window blankly, "Remember to have breakfast after washing up."

"Who are you?" The boy turned around and asked expressionlessly.

"I am your father, Tosdigan, my dear child, Adolf K. Weitzman." Tosdigan lied without blushing.

It turned out that the three-day diet and the glass of red wine given to him by Badru Weitzman were mixed with Tostigan's blood. His blood can change people's memories. This is its talent as a noble, even if it is silver The king's 【Unchanged】cannot stop it either.

"...Father..." She was stunned for a moment, and then replied, with a little wavering.

Tostegan narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was very satisfied with this call.

"Recently, the behind-the-scenes of the largest casino in Germany bought a large number of slaves for secret human experiments. My dear child, can you get rid of them instead of your father? These immoral people should be stopped!" He said another lie.

But Izanashe didn't have much emotional change, he said lightly, "Okay."

This answer made Tostegan excited. His memory has indeed disappeared, so the subsequent process will be very smooth and simple.Today, She is just a perfect machine that will only obey his word!The talent in the blood is indeed impressive!

The blood was flowing crazily in Tosdigan's body, and the dark red eyes became bright red.

He forcibly suppressed the endless desires, tried his best to calm his breath, and pretended to be calm, "Remember to have breakfast, and then a servant will serve you, and go to the main hall after you finish."

"Yes."

"Can you do this?" A blond man was leaning against the door, and he spoke impure German.

"What's wrong? Solomon." Tostegan took out a cigarette and lit it, spreading his hands, "Don't you want your dear Queen Bus to return from the underworld? (It is said that Queen Bus is one of Solomon's wives and concubines. One of my favorite people) Master Solomon who has driven 72 magic pillars would condescend to come into this small humble house of mine, it really makes me flourish."

"Don't think that I don't know the identity and purpose behind you. Compared with the current noble lord, you have changed from the right hand of the king to the infinite

It is close to the existence of [Truth]. Solomon touched the ring on the middle finger of his right hand with his slender fingers, "Your ambition is really big enough!" "

"You are indeed King Solomon who is full of wisdom. Compared with me, you should be closer to [Truth], a human being who was once chosen by God."

Hearing the last sentence, Solomon couldn't help showing a trace of loneliness in his eyes. The so-called God's gift was nothing more than an ant... He obviously didn't want to say anything more on this topic, but he just left, with a smile that spanned thousands of years on his back. Lonely.

Tostegan snorted softly and spit out a cloud of mist.Although there is supreme wisdom, it is impossible to give up everything that human beings have, so many years ago, the angel would blow the horn to settle your sins.

"But I don't believe that you really have 72 magic pillars, at least I don't believe there are demons." Tostigang said.

"They are not demons," Solomon smiled. "The term demon is just a human term."

Izanashe in the room obviously didn't hear these conversations. He was gnawing his bread intently. If the smile that used to be careless was still in the corner of his mouth, it would be as cute as a chubby little hamster...

He understood that he had lost a lot of memories, but when he desperately remembered, his mind was blank, just like a newborn baby, pure white without a drop of ink.

As soon as breakfast was finished, two maids came in with a change of clothes. Izanashe was somewhat resistant to this form, but finally accepted it calmly.

His silver hair was tied high behind his head, and the regular black European dress was tightly attached to his body, making him look refreshing, capable, and elegant. Such decent clothes made him feel uncomfortable all over.

He loosened his tie slightly before leaving. In fact, he didn't want to kill anyone, but he couldn't stop him from obeying Tostegan.

On the way to the main hall, Izanashe sorted out her emotions and covered up all the information that might be exposed under indifference, as if she was a king who was about to draw his sword out of its sheath, that is the majesty of a king!

"Father, I'm here." Izona's voice echoed in the hall.

In front of the main hall is a statue of a goddess, but he doesn't know which goddess it is, and he is not a Christian saint.

Tustegan's hand stroked something flat on the wooden table—it was one of the thirteen sacred objects of the blood race—the butcher's knife!

The shape of the butcher knife is similar to that of a Japanese sword. The perfect arc, if it is more than one point, the middle part of the sword is too fragile, and if it is less than one point, it is too blunt to achieve the meaning of flowing clouds and flowing water. The body of the sword is engraved with mysterious silver patterns, and under the refraction of the light, it flashes a sharp cold light, which is very hurtful. It is worthy of being a sacred object that has killed millions of creatures!

"Come here, boy, and catch it." Tostegan moved his hand away from the relic.

Izanashe resisted slightly. There was a trace of bloody smell on the knife. This bloody smell could never be washed away, and it was the symbol of the butcher's knife.

"Come here!" Tostegan's voice was a little harsh.

Izanashe's body trembled, and he walked over to pick up the butcher knife involuntarily.Dao seemed to sense something, and hid his sharpness in fear, staying peacefully in She's hands.

Tostegan smiled with satisfaction and rubbed his head, "Weitzman must be good."

"...the scabbard..." Izanashe murmured.

"Huh?" Tostegan obviously didn't react.

"I want the scabbard to hold it."

"A butcher's knife does not have a scabbard, nor can it have a scabbard."

"..." Izanashe stared at him, silent, but seemed to be saying: I want the scabbard, and I won't leave without the scabbard! (Little willful society is still very cute)

Tostegan couldn't match his stubborn look, and said helplessly, "Don't use the scabbard too much to restrain the butcher's knife, it will be furious and bite back at its master."

Although the memory is gone, some things are hard to change.To some extent, the society still has the noble quality of a researcher's persistence.

"The weather is fine tonight, you can go to the casino." Tostegan "reminded" him intentionally or unintentionally, "Use this sharp sword to cut through the filthy dunya!"

Tuo Sidigang's eyes became bright red, as if blood was flowing in them, and his language was passionate, as if he was speaking to the audience, which attracted people's hearts.

"Yeah." Izanashe replied softly. He hates those people who have no moral bottom line, and he also hates the blood on his hands...

In a sense, people are equal, but those who forcibly change equality into inequality, tear their home apart.If it is an abandoned baby, what they deprive of is the freedom and happiness of the experimental subject!That is intolerable!

After Izanasha left, a person came out from behind the goddess statue, and he was Yu Shaoshen Zi whom I hadn't seen for a long time.

His face was a little pale, and he asked Tostegan, "Why did you do this?!"

"The person behind the casino, that is, Badru Weitzman did illegal human experiments," Tostigan said indifferently, and switched to Japanese, "I just asked him to do something for heaven's sake." matter."

Yu Shaoshen Zi tightly pursed her lips and remained silent.

"You want to tell Yatogami Gouro the news, right? Even if you tell him, you won't be able to fly to Germany in less than eleven hours. Besides, Germany has been blocked, and any plane that tries to make an emergency landing in Germany will do so. Detained, 'checked' before passing or ... bombed."

"...But what you're doing is nothing but massacres! Once you use the butcher knife, you will start a massacre. You want to kill everyone in the casino today!" Yu Shaoshen Zi sternly said.

If it wasn't for some things, he wouldn't have stayed in this place without beauty and humanity, the air here was filthy!

"The silver king's ability can suppress it, didn't you see? The holy relic of the blood clan is like a crawling ant in his hands."

"The butcher's knife has been sealed for hundreds of years. When I taste blood again, I can't help but kill!"

"Where did you find out about the seal? From the mouth of the blood race, or..." Tuo Sidigang pressed his hand down, "Sneakily entered the Library Pavilion?"

Yushao Shenzi was pressed hard to the ground by an unknown force, making a loud noise, interspersed with a crisp sound - a rib broke!

It was unimaginable how much force it took to break the ribs, and the severe pain spread from the chest to the nerves, and there were tiny beads of sweat on his forehead.He didn't even dare to act rashly, for fear that the hard broken bone at the broken place would pierce the internal organs.

"You are not jealous of what Yatogami Kuro has, everything you said in 'Scepeter4' is a lie, you can fool others but not me."

Tostegan walked towards him, raised his chin, and forced Yu Shaoshen Zi to look at him, "What you have done is in vain, don't try to change anything."

"..." Yu Shaoshen Zi looked at him fiercely, "Fate is for changing! No one will stay on your chessboard forever, and no one will always be a pawn you discard at will!"

"And the real enemy hasn't appeared yet!"

The author has something to say: Immediately I feel a little sympathetic to Yu Shao Shen Zi (?ω?)