Endless Debt.

Chapter 708
"Hold the flag... Hold the banner."

Bologo lowered his eyes and muttered to himself. After a while, he slowly raised his head. Maria was still sitting in the dark, with a kind smile on her face.

"It sounds a bit difficult."

Bologo took a long breath, with a helpless smile on his face, "There are too many things to bear."

"This is the only way you have to go," Maria advised, "it's part of growing up."

"Grow up?"

Burrog sat back, he didn't sit free, something caught him, just as before.

"I'm almost a hundred years old, and I thought I'd grown up enough," Burrog said with a laugh. "Very few people live to my age."

Growth is a vocabulary full of youthfulness. Bologo thought that he was insulated from such a vocabulary, but when Maria said this word and gave it to Burlogo again, Burlogo suddenly felt A feeling like a world away.

"People's growth is complicated. There is physical age growth and psychological age growth. Obviously, Bologo, you are a person with developmental defects."

Maria knew about Bologo's past, "You have only lived the life of an ordinary person for more than twenty years, and then you were involved in endless wars. Even if you came back from the black prison, you came from a battlefield. Another battlefield."

Burrogo whispered, "It's like a nightmare from which you can't wake up."

"As a soldier, you are undoubtedly the best. Few people can compare to you, but apart from the soldier part, I think you know it yourself. You can't do anything, and you can't even take care of yourself."

Nothing can be achieved.

Can't take care of themselves.

Burrog wanted to refute Maria, but he couldn't say anything.

What Maria said was right, and everyone else was right. With the huge amount of data, everyone accurately analyzed various problems of Burogo.

Yes, Borrog was a young child, but he was not trapped in the memories of his childhood, but firmly locked in the scorched earth of madness.

"Adele helped you."

Maria's voice woke Burrog, and his expression became tense.

"She makes you come out of a nightmare and embrace a new life."

Burlog was silent.

"You are nostalgic for this new life, for fear that someone will break it all."

Maria was silent for a few seconds. With the huge computing power of everyone, the life of Bologo was completely transparent to Maria. She could easily calculate Bologo's daily activities. In conclusion, Maria laughed up.

"Bologo, your wish is really..."

"cheap?"

Maria didn't go on, but mentioned something else.

"You have suffered, so a little warmth will make you ecstatic. At this point, you are really satisfied."

"I am undead."

Boluoge hesitated and said, "The warmth right now is just a short time. If I am too greedy, it will be difficult to let go and become extremely painful."

He felt that he was chatting with a psychiatrist, a psychiatrist who was enough to make Burlogo put his guard down, "I have thought about it, embrace all this warmly, even if everything will die, they will still live in my memory inside."

Bologo paused, "I'm too idealistic, and it's not easy to accept this reality."

"Yes, that's it."

Maria knew what Burlogo was thinking, and pressed her every step of the way.

"You love all of this, but the more you love, the more painful parting is, the more greedy you are, the more you can't get away. You want to control yourself and keep yourself calm, but when beauty really comes, you will The defense line built will collapse in an instant."

Suddenly, as if moving in space, Maria approached Bologo.

"You've been chasing after something beautiful all your life, Borrogo, so when it comes, you have no ability to refuse it. You desire it so much that any psychological construction will fail."

Maria said, "You remind me of someone."

"Who?"

"Chorey Villeris."

Burrog didn't understand. "What do you bring him up for?"

"Because Threi's experience is very similar to yours," Maria smiled. "You are both undead, and you are also chasing beautiful things together. What's more interesting is that you also don't know how to face beautiful things."

Maria continued, "Serley didn't understand, so he acted recklessly, and could easily fall in love with every woman he saw, like a hungry tramp, who would come and go, trying to find what he wanted in them." beautiful.

And you, Bologo, you don't know what good things are, but unlike him, you reject everyone lest they come into your heart.

Of course, it may also be that you have seen the real beauty, and her departure caused you great pain. "

Bologo didn't know how to answer, at this moment he had vaguely guessed what Maria was going to say.

"He doesn't understand love, so he embraces that false love, throws himself into anyone's arms, and tries to figure out what it is. You don't understand love either, so you refuse anyone's approach."

Maria said, "You are a stunted person. Only when you understand what love is, I think you will make up your mind and fight for something."

Burrog replied forcefully, "I am fighting to destroy the devil."

"Hatred is a good motivator, but it gradually distorts us. You need something nobler."

The figure of Nethaniel flashed before Maria's eyes, and everyone had already calculated the various changes of Nethaniel, including his reaction when he learned the truth about the secret war.

"A nobler reason, like?"

"Like for the world."

"This vocabulary is too grand," Burrog shook his head, "I don't care about this world, I don't even care about my neighbor's life or death."

Maria cleared her throat, and said solemnly, "Then put it another way."

"For the world with the people you love."

Burrog closed his eyes, bent his back, leaned his elbows on his knees, and hung his head like a prisoner on trial.

"Is it everyone's calculation?"

"Yes," Maria directly affirmed, "After calculation, you have been under too much pressure, your mind is in a state of overload, and you are a person who doesn't want to talk much, especially about the part of your heart... You need some pep talk and pep talk to get your morale back."

"You remind me of my superior in the army," Burrog laughed when he heard this, "whenever we didn't have the courage to charge, he would say something encouraging, and then we would rush Towards death, looking back now, was pretty stupid."

Without waiting for Maria to say anything, Bologo continued, "I am the chosen one of the devil, the jealous Leviathan, and I have his protection, soul-sucking and usurping."

Burrog asked, "You should know the curse brought by the protection."

"A curse that is the exact opposite of original sin."

"Yes, that's it," Bologo nodded, repeating the original sins he had faced, "The gluttonous will never be full, the greedy will never be satisfied, the lazy will never stop, and the lustful will be forever numb."

Burrogo whispered, "And jealousy?"

Mary responded, "The envious one desires but does not have."

"When I realized this, I began to fear," said Burlogo, "I may never get what I want, so as you said, even if I get the so-called love, I'm afraid it will soon Get away from me."

Burrog thought of Adele's love and care, and this sense of fear spread rapidly, as if a swarm of insects crawled across Burrog's back, and the sharp and small limbs brought a screaming tingling sensation.

"Maybe she's gone."

Burrog felt that his breathing was weak, and at the thought of such a possibility, he became terrified and filled with guilt.

Unknowingly, Bologo has stepped into the predicament set by the devil.

"I tried to control myself and not desire anything, but I realized that 'stop desire' itself is also a desire. No matter how I try to make my heart peaceful, someone will eventually disturb all this and make me repeat the same mistakes."

There was anger in Bologo's voice, "Then what do you think I should do? Everyone, use your huge computing power to help me!"

The surrounding temperature instantly increased a little, and Bologo couldn't see it, but he knew that it was the bloated bodies of the crowd who were overheating due to excessive calculation.

After a few seconds, Maria spoke.

"Didn't you know the answer a long time ago? Bologo."

Burrog froze for a moment, and he gave the answer himself.

"Kill them all."

"Time will not wait for you, nor will the enemy wait for you, not to mention the fate that binds us all, no matter how much you miss your new life, it will eventually go away...you know what to do, You also understand me why we do this."

A chessboard appeared in front of Maria, with black and white chess pieces confronting each other, among which the white knight was covered with cracks, and it transformed into a bishop, moving forward one step further.

"So you can no longer be a soldier, a chess piece, you have to hold the flag and break free from the board.

You want to become a chess player, you want to break this doomed fate. "

Maria stood up. This was the first time Bologo saw her standing up. He knew that this was just a false gesture constructed by everyone, but for a moment, Maria's figure was extremely tall, but her voice was Instead of being harsh, it became soft.

"I never doubted your courage, Bologo, I know, you are just too tired.

You need some time to relax, and you need to experience more things to let you recognize what kind of person you are, and even grow from it. "

Listening to Maria's comfort, Bologo lamented the greatness of the people on the one hand, and praised Maria on the other hand.

Bologo knew that the real Maria was dead, and what appeared in front of his eyes was just a ghost that spanned time and space, but it was this ghost... No, everyone wearing this ghost disguise, see clearly To understand the complex and entangled heart of oneself.

This is too ironic, a rational flesh and blood machine sees the complexity of human nature.

"I... I sometimes think about something."

Burrog tried to let go of his vigilance, and asked another question that had troubled him for a long time, "I have obviously seen that devil, but I still dare not ask this question."

"You're thinking, why did you get immortality?"

The crowd is as smart as Bologo thought, and it analyzes all of Bologo's psychological activities, even the secret that Bologo has never revealed.

"Yeah, why would I make such a wish? Because I... am afraid of death?"

Burrog couldn't figure it out, and didn't dare to think about it, he asked back.

"What would you do if one day you found out that your real self was completely different from what you thought you were?"

"Like a warrior who defies death and realizes he's actually a coward?"

Bursts of laughter sounded from Maria's mouth, but she didn't give an answer.

Burrog was silent.

Maria continued, "I never doubt you, Bologo, I know exactly what kind of person you are, and as for what we talked about earlier... I think you also know what you should do.

You just need someone to talk to, someone who will listen enough to give you some advice. "

Bologo stood up, and his soft eyes became firm again. He nodded and said, "A machine without blood and tears is indeed a person worth talking to."

"Goodbye, Borogo Lazarus."

Maria's figure disappeared, and the twisted and weirdly huge figure also hid in the darkness. Bologo could hear the humming of countless machines. information brought back.

The space around Burrog began to distort, and the crowd was making him leave the Hall of Inversion.

It feels good to chat with everyone, it is like a mirror, reflecting the appearance of Borrog, which made him release the pressure and at the same time know his own problems.

Burrog will carry the banner, just like every soldier on the chessboard will eventually reach the bottom line and complete that glorious transformation.

Burrog just needed some time, some time to grow his stunted, even deformed mind.

Thinking of this, Burlogo suddenly asked a question.

"Did Thurley finally find what he wanted?"

Before the reclamation room completely enveloped Burrog, there was a deep echo in the darkness.

"He found it, but unfortunately after her death."

……

"You look a little bad, what's bothering you?"

"..."

"You can chat with me, I'm more or less well-informed."

"..."

"Come on! Come on! Talk to me! It's lifeless and disturbing!"

Amid a burst of strange screams from Thurley, Amyu sat in front of the bar and sighed a long time. Looking at Thurley's appearance, she knew that Thurley was not caring about her troubles at all, but Fun.

These undead all looked alike, and Amy knew this very well.

Cerei looked at Amy with joy, and then at the other people in the Undead Club.

"It's really lively today."

Selei was talking to himself, shaking the wine glass even more vigorously.

While bartending, Selei still didn't forget to talk bitterly, "Are you guys coming to our group building together today?"

"Just... just find a place to stay for a while," Amyu thought for a while, and then said, "And then celebrate."

"Celebrate what?"

"Something secret."

The more Aimiao talked, the more depressed he became, and he lay on the bar directly, as if he was asleep. At this time, the other hand was on Aimiao's body, and he leaned over with his whole body.

"Continued Cup."

Bai Li stretched out her hand, and Selei filled Bai Li's glass again.

Seredo took a few glances at Bailey. He remembered that this woman, who is now the director of the sublimation furnace core, had seen Bailey a long time ago. Unlike others, Bailey rarely appeared here. Almost forgot about him.

"It's the first time I feel so crowded here."

Weier walks among the wine bottles. The bar, which used to be empty, is now full of customers. After Bailey, there is Palmer, and many familiar guys.

Amy put her head on the bar counter, her cheeks were in close contact with the cold countertop.

A few hours ago, Bologo's promotion ceremony and the first exploration of the ether world were a complete success, but as soon as a few people unloaded the unconscious Bologo from the instrument, Nethaniel suddenly appeared and took away burrogo.

His actions were like snatching the fruits of victory. Mamo tried to keep Borrog, but was blocked by Nethaniel with the order of the decision-making room.

"There's something wrong with Nethaniel."

This sentence was said by Mamo, and then he left, not knowing what to do, leaving only a few people who were halfway through the cheers and looked at each other.

This feeling is very uncomfortable.

After a short period of confusion, Amyu took care of the scene and came to the Undead Club. She guessed that Bologo would definitely come here. Bailey seemed to realize this and followed, and then others.

When Palmer and others knew about the promotion ceremony of Burlogo, they didn't know about the exploration of the ether world. Amy and Bailey concealed this part tacitly.

By various coincidences, such a group of people gathered in the Undead Club, waiting for the guest who did not know when to arrive.

"Sometimes you don't have to hold on to it."

Just when Aimu was drowsy, Sirey's words suddenly woke her up.

Amy looked up, "Are you talking to me?"

"Of course." Seri adjusted the fancy neckline, "Your troubles are written on your face, you can see it at a glance."

Amyu frowned, and after thinking about what she just said, she could easily guess what Seri was talking about, "What are you... Godfather of emotion?"

"I can't say, but I'm sure experienced."

Serley continued, "Bologo needs some time to figure out what he really wants."

"You are not him."

"But I've been through something similar to him."

As if he had planned it for a long time, Seley took out a thick photo album that looked like a brick from under the bar.

"Want to hear the love story of me and my wives?"

Opening the album, Amy looked at the wedding photos of Seri and many different women, her face was full of resistance.

(End of this chapter)