Endless Debt.

Chapter 13 Equivalent Exchange
Pushing open the door, Bologo and Jeffrey walked out of Lebius' office, the door was closed, and only the two of them were left in the empty corridor.

Different from the uneasiness at the beginning, Burlogo felt that he had gradually integrated into this place, at least this place was no longer so strange to him.

"'Rupert's Tail' special operations team..."

Burrog glanced at the badge on his palm, and whispered in his mouth.

"Honestly, I'm starting to like my new boss."

Burlog said to Geoffrey.

He likes such a person, such a smart person. Lebius knows what Bologo needs, and he doesn't mind extending a helping hand to Bologo. Compared with verbal conversation, what Lebius desires now is to put it into practice. action.

The crooked polite words were omitted, and the two were like indifferent hunters, exchanging information about their prey efficiently and briefly.

There is no need to agree with any idea, what is needed is the consistency of the general direction.

It didn't matter to Lebius whether he was a debtor or a darker monster as long as Burlogo was willing to abide by their order.

Bologo never imagined that his entry into the job would be so smooth. He thought he would have to sign many terms and swear something.

After thinking about this, he picked up the document under his arm, and Burlogo's eyes quickly became gloomy.

addicted to people.

Adele's death is related to "human addiction". Knowing such information is enough for Bologo. Now he only needs to knock on the door with a weapon, and knock the bones of those guys one by one. shattering, pulling out their teeth, prying out what they want out of whimpering gasps.

"Are you guys congenial?"

Jeffrey noticed the change in Borrog. He thought the two would get along well in the morning, but he still felt a little uneasy when he saw such a scene.

A "power loser" who only cares about the result and doesn't care about the means used in the process, and an undead man full of revenge and anger. Two extremely paranoid guys get together, it is really hard to be reassuring.

"When are you going to visit that hapless ghost?"

Jeffrey glanced at the document, and this was the first task of Burlogo after joining the job.

"Go when you're ready."

Burlogo said he was driven by a sense of impatience, a rage waiting to be vented.Burrog couldn't wait any longer.

"It's a bit hard to understand you guy... But yes, you are immortal, and my cowardly mortal body, if you can understand it, you will be damned."

Seeing Burlogo's impatient look, Geoffrey could only sigh again and again.

"I just couldn't bear the beatings and killings in the field, so I applied to be transferred to the logistics," Jeffrey recalled, "You really love your work, Bologo."

Burlogo just smiled at this and didn't say anything.

There are many reasons why he loves this job. To avenge Adele, understand the truth of the extraordinary world, and what's more, by killing demons, he can accumulate soul fragments, which may be able to make up for what he lacks. soul.

"But... I still hope you can think about it more. Although you think you are an expert, in fact you are just a newcomer who has been working for one day. You don't understand the danger."

Jeffrey became serious and said very seriously.

"But no matter how bad it is, I'm not going to die, am I?" said Burrog.

Immortality, the biggest reliance of Burlogo at present, no matter how dangerous the environment is, it doesn't matter to him.

Jeffrey just sighed helplessly about this, he hesitated to speak, and then said, "Forget it, I will take you to meet those 'idlers' later when I have time."

"Who?" asked Burrog.

Jeffrey didn't continue talking, explaining who the "idleman" was, but talked about something else.

"In this case, let me introduce some related things to you. For example, in your next mission, you may face more than just demons."

Bologo still has a lot of knowledge to learn, but Levius is obviously not suitable to be a teacher. This job still needs to be done by Jeffrey in the end, because he has done it many times, and Jeffrey has long been handy.

"Not just demons...what else?"

As soon as the words were spoken, Burlogo suddenly remembered something, and looked at Jeffrey with a somewhat joyful expression.

"Condenser."

Jeffrey uttered a strange yet familiar word.

Burrog knew what a "sublimation" was, a means of condensing souls into entities, but he had never heard of a "sublimation."

Seeing Burlog's confused look, Geoffrey pushed Burrog's body and signaled him to move forward.

"Let's go, it's time to eat, we'll talk about it then."

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"They left?"

Uriel pushed open the door, leaned in sideways, and glanced at the room. Only Lebius was left in the office. He was sitting behind the desk, looking down at the documents in his hand.

"Ah."

Lebius responded indifferently, without raising his eyes to look at Uriel, but kept staring at the document, or the name on the document.

Borogo Lazarus.

"You seem really interested in him."

Uriel walked to Levius's side. As Levius' deputy, she knew exactly what kind of person Levius was, and she also knew that it had been a long time since anyone had interested Levius so much. .

"No, I'm not interested in him."

Lebius denied Uriel's words, and frowned, as if thinking about something extremely important.

Uriel remained silent, standing aside and waiting for Lebius, she knew that she should not disturb Lebius's thinking at such a time.

After several minutes, Lebius let out a long sigh, put down the document in his hand, leaned on his head, and rubbed his temple vigorously.

He was about to speak, but Lebius fell silent, and finally he asked hesitantly.

"Uriel, have you seen those people from the 'Undead Club'?"

Undead Club.

Hearing this word, Uriel seemed a little confused, but she faintly remembered something, and her eyes were hidden with vigilance.

Seeing Uriel's reaction, Lebius smiled self-deprecatingly, and shook his head helplessly.

"Yeah, how did you ever see those people? But you must have heard of them, too."

Lebius gritted his teeth, his words were full of disgust for those people.

"A group of monsters who don't know how long they have lived, have no 'desire', and have a cold heart. In order to make their dead emotions fluctuate, they will always do some crazy things to have so-called fun."

Lebius hated that group of undead very much. They could be regarded as the most idle people in Opus, so in the Bureau of Order, people often refer to those guys as "idle people". "Idlers" looking for fun to bring.

"I've seen those undead. They, like Borrog, have received the gift of immortality from the hands of the devil, but their immortality is flawed, and it is a 'distorted wish'."

"What... are you trying to say?" Uriel didn't understand.

"Equivalent exchange.

All transactions with the devil are absolutely equivalent exchanges between 'value' and 'value', even for debtors who are pityed by the devil. "

Rebius recalled that those undead had lived too long and had weird personalities, and Lebius rarely dealt with them.

"If the wisher cannot pay the price required for the wish, the transaction will fail...but the transaction can also be enforced, and if it can be enforced, the transaction will be 'corrected'."

Uriel's face changed slightly, she knew the part about "correction", or "distorted wish".

"Yeah, just like a fair deal, if the buyer can't pay enough value, then the goods sold by the seller will also have a corresponding 'deterioration'."

Levius whispered.

"Those 'idlers' can't pay that high price. Their immortality has been distorted. Even the immortality of the 'Villeris family' needs to be repaid with the endless future of the family."

Lebius looked at Uriel, he asked.

"Have you not discovered the suspicious point yet?"

Uriel's gaze was stiff, and she had been vigilantly aware of it as early as Lebius' narration, but the information brought after that was too terrifying.

"Bologo Lazarus...his wish, his immortality has not been distorted, the almost perfect 'immortal body'," Uriel's pupils constricted, and his words trembled, "What kind of money did he pay? cost?"

What kind of "value" did Borogo Lazarus pay for such a perfect "gift"?

"I don't know, I'm afraid even Bologo himself doesn't know. I even doubt that he is really capable of paying such a price?"

Lebius pondered, and then said affirmatively.

"I checked the information of Burlogo. From his birth to the time he was taken in by the Bureau of Order, I can be sure that he is absolutely incapable of paying such a high price."

"Then what do you mean..." Uriel didn't dare to continue thinking.

"The problem is not with Borrog, but with the guy who gave him immortality."

This is a disturbing conclusion, but it is also the only reasonable result under current inference.

Levius stated as calmly as possible.

"Ten Wenger coins can be exchanged for something worth ten Wenger coins, but Bologo exchanged one Wenger coin for something worth ten or a hundred Wenger coins...

It was the devil, the devil who had made a deal with Bologo, it was it that gave Bologo the 'immortality', and it was also willing to make such a loss-making business.

So why? "

Levius muttered to himself.

"Why did that devil make such a deal?"

He couldn't figure out why the devil would make such a decision, and what was its purpose?

After pondering for a long time, Lebius' eyes sharpened again.

"I want to speak to the Minister."

(End of this chapter)