Endless Debt.

Chapter 529 Real Name Sealed
"Are you kidding me?"

Burrog stood up, like a black wall, blocking the light, and Dewar was in his shadow, looking up in bewilderment.

"why……"

Duva murmured, looking at Burlogo suspiciously, "Why did I just notice this problem now."

The suspicion and anger raised by Burlogo dissipated, and Dewar's eyes showed sincerity, as if he had never thought about it before Burlogo asked the question.

Dewar adored King Solomon fanatically, but never knew his name.

This is ridiculous.

It seems that Dewar didn't realize this problem from the beginning... Everyone didn't realize this problem.

There was a trace of coldness in Burlogo's heart, and Dewar's confusion reminded Burlogo of himself not long ago.

If there is no question from Aimu, I am afraid that Burlogo will not try to recall his experience in Redwood Town in a few decades.

Bologo has heard people describe this feeling. As time goes by, many long-standing things have been forgotten by you. When you suddenly think of it one day, a strong sense of strangeness and familiarity invades you. You may even asked himself suspiciously.

"Have I really been through this?"

Like a dream.

Burlogo began to keep a diary, recording the important events that happened in his life one by one, and also attached the related items at that time.

Like the ticket to the show that Burlogo would never make it to.

The lifespan of the undead is too long, so long that they need something to prove their existence.

Bologo stood there in a daze, the surrounding noise receded, and the light became dim. The dark shadow enveloped Bologo, and then there was burning pain wrapped around his body.

The blazing phantom pain slammed into Bologo's nerves. He raised his hand. In a daze, Bologo could see the flames rekindling. into carbon.

The next moment, the burning pain disappeared, the darkness dissipated, and the noise returned. Burrog staggered back to the chair with a grim expression and clenched his fists.

Just like when the light is shining.

Before witnessing the burning of the light with his own eyes, Bologo was still unable to judge the authenticity of the light, and only thought it was his own illusion.

Looking at Dewar, Dewar's expression was more terrified than Bologo's. He shrank on the chair, his body trembling violently. He scolded himself for not even knowing the name of King Solomon. Then he realized , With such a fanatical self, I didn't even realize that there must be something wrong.

Dewar whispered, "There are such rumors in the Brotherhood of Truth..."

Burrog listened attentively.

The others didn't notice the abnormality here, and only thought that Bologo was interrogating the information he needed. The two remained calm, but their hearts were turbulent.

Du Wa said hesitantly, "King Solomon is extremely rare, the Sublimator of the Contract School."

"So? Don't dawdle."

Bologo asked forcefully. The essence of the scorched earth's wrath was a dispute between demons, and the figure of King Solomon ran through the whole dispute. Bologo needed to figure out what was going on.

"For a long time, there have been some strange voices among us. They think that the reason why King Solomon can achieve such a high achievement is not because of his own talent, but because... he made a deal with the devil."

When mentioning these things, Dewar felt a distorted sense of strangeness in his heart, as if he was saying something that made him ashamed, and then he realized sadly that the attitude of the Bureau of Order was correct.

To a certain extent, the Brotherhood of Truth is an organization of technology worship with the secret source as the god, and King Solomon is the agent of the god in the world.

That's the way it is, you know what's wrong, but you can't change it, and sometimes you even think it's okay.

"King Solomon made a deal with the devil, obtained those forbidden knowledge and technology, and created a great holy city."

Dewar's voice was very soft, and he looked straight ahead, as if Bologo didn't exist anymore.

"The School of Contract originated from the power of the devil, and the name has a different meaning to the devil."

Burrog understood this, and responded, "To call a devil, you must first know his name."

Burrog didn't know the astronaut's name, and thus didn't have the power to call on him.

"This is also true for the sublimationists of the Contract School. As witnesses to the contract, they need to write their names on the oath, and use the power of the devil to bind each other in the contract."

Dewar said, "Contractors will hide their real names, and only when they witness the oath, will they write it on the oath. Outside of the oath, they use pseudonyms and pronouns to represent themselves."

"In the final analysis, these secrecy methods are still too simple. The more powerful sublimationists of the contract school will use the power of the devil to make the devil cover up their names, such as...some 'real name closure'.

Under the influence of the devil, unless reminded by the outside world, people will often not notice the existence of the name of the desublimator of the contract school. "

"Are we affected by the real-name blockade?" Burlogo said.

"That's how it should be, damn it, with King Solomon's power, we wouldn't have the thought of knowing his name... we shouldn't even have the thought."

Dewar questioned Burlogo, "Why do you ask such a question?"

Bologo may think it's nothing, just a name, but for Dewar, the meaning is completely different.

Before Bologo asked himself a question, he had been under the influence of the real name closure, but judging from Burlogo's questioning posture, he was completely unaware of this strangeness, and Bologo surpassed the real name closure.

"I just thought about it, so I asked," Burrogo didn't lie, "Like you, I am curious about everything about King Solomon."

Dewar said, "In other words, you don't have the slightest sense of strangeness?"

"What's wrong with that?"

"The problem is big, the closure of the real name does not exist for you, unless you have very strong power, but obviously, you are just a believer.

Another possibility is that another person brought the problem to your attention, just as you lead me now. "

"I had no one to guide me," Borrog recalled. "I've been chasing King Solomon all by myself."

Dewar came to the only conclusion, "No, it's impossible, someone must have guided it... It's just that you forgot."

forgotten……

The train rumbled forward, and the carriage on the rails shook slightly, driving the wine in the glass to shake, like rolling waves.

I don't know when, only Bologo and Dua were left in the carriage. Out of trust in Bologo, Levius and Jeffrey returned to their room. Palmer should be at this time. Went to the carriage restaurant to get food.

Aimiao is a sensible child. Seeing herself talking to Dewar, she should go to dinner with Palmer, or maybe at the back of the car, looking at the night scene. After self-upgrade, Aimiao has a certain ability even in the dark night. The vision is like a multifunctional saber.

In the silence, Bologo and Dewar looked at each other. They had just known each other not long ago and were not friends, but Bologo felt that Dewar was on the same front as him.

They have the same interests, curiosity about the world.

Burrogo repeated, "In other words, King Solomon is just a nickname..."

"King Solomon's achievements are so great that he promoted the development of the alchemy matrix by himself... Even if this may have borrowed the power of the devil, the facts cannot be denied. It stands to reason that a person like him should be in the world. It left a strong and colorful stroke, but after the fall of the holy city, except for the story of King Solomon's death, we no longer know any news related to it."

Dua continued, "It shouldn't be. Even if the Holy City is destroyed, there should be some traces left in this world to prove that King Solomon existed... but there is nothing left."

Evidence that existed.

Dewar smiled and eased the oppressive atmosphere, "Actually, there is another possibility, but the possibility is too small."

"what?"

"It's that you already know King Solomon's name, but you didn't realize it."

Bologo thought about this possibility for a few seconds and then gave up. Like a paradox, Bologo knows countless names. They are like books, piled up in the magnificent bookshelf in your mind, but when you lose a book , you can no longer find it from the library.

Du Wa immediately had a doubt, "Why are you so curious about King Solomon? All traces have disappeared, and his name has been covered by the devil, and the people related to him have long since died.

After these long years, only monks of truth are left with fanaticism towards him..."

Burlogo was silent about it.

This was the first time Dua saw Bologo. He didn't know the identity of Bologo. Not all people died in the fall of the holy city, and there was an undead who lived alone, passing through the long The years come.

The conflict of the devil, the destruction of the holy city, the deal of King Solomon...

All doubts are interspersed together, and that original object is undoubtedly a key to open the door.

(End of this chapter)