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Chapter 530 The Death of Dante (Part )

Kill Nightingale's parents? ? ?

This question is ridiculous and even hard to understand, because Nightingale’s parents are obviously still alive, and the lonely aristocratic couple living in Serbia can be said to have become a wealthy couple just because they had such a daughter. They met the most respected family in the local area, and even the mayor was respectful when meeting them.

Therefore, if anyone else heard this sentence, they would be extremely confused.

But the old man on the hospital bed didn't show any puzzlement. He slowly closed his eyes, seeming to be thinking about something. The silence lasted for about half a minute before Dante opened his eyes again, and then weakly road:

"Did Sherlock tell you?"

Since this kind of question is asked, it means that no amount of concealment is meaningful.

Nightingale shook her head: "No, but I am not a fool. After I became an adult, I knew very well that those old couple were not my parents. They were only responsible for raising me, or guarding me."

"You can't find out." Master Dante finally showed a trace of doubt. He turned his head and looked at the baby in his arms, and found that she had grown up. He realized again that so many years had passed.

"No investigation required, just a very simple argument." Nightingale stood beside the old man and responded: "Because of my appearance. I am too beautiful, and it is impossible for that couple to give birth to a child like me."

Because they don't look alike?

Are you sure that you are not the so-called biological child of your parents?

What a ridiculous theory this is
But sometimes, looking too different does have the power of ironclad proof. A horse gave birth to a mule, which is more or less justified, but a lion gave birth to a cat, which is a bit ridiculous. Even if it were specific to people, it would be impossible to have a father with a small head, and the diameter of the son's head would be five times that of his father.

In addition to appearance, in life, daily conversations, personality, ways of getting along, etc., you can actually vaguely see some clues. Just like Nightingale said, she is not stupid, so she Be sure that your parents did not give birth to you.

She even doubted whether she was a human being. After all, as a contractor, the demon she summoned turned out to be something with the same appearance as a human being.

Why do those demons want to take themselves to hell?
Why did Sherlock go to hell, but didn't tell himself about the demon in human form when he came back?

These doubts have always troubled Nightingale, but no one answered her, and she knew that even if she asked, there would be no results.

Again, she's not stupid, she can guess.

"I don't belong to the human world, right." Nightingale said calmly: "If the demon I summon looks like a human being, then that means there are actually humans in hell. In the same way, I can also make the devil in hell look like a human being. Before I was born, you were the only one in the world who had been to hell and returned successfully. If I originally belonged to hell, it could only have been you who brought me to this world."

This set of causal relationships does not sound very complicated, but it is basically impossible for anyone to dare to think in this direction. It may be that Nightingale is really born with some kind of rebellious psychology, or it may be that she and Sherlock stayed together. As time went by, my mind also got a little bit of the bad habit of being unrestrained.

In short, she spent several years thinking about this possibility, and at this moment, when she faced this dying old man, she finally plucked up the courage to ask, and the moment she saw the old man's silence, she had already Got the answer.

"So, what happened to my parents when you brought me into this world? Did they try to stop you? Did you kill them?"

Master Dante closed his eyes again. The coldness that soaked into the bone marrow in his body finally made him feel a bit of unbearable pain. His originally calm face suddenly looked older:
"Are you talking about the people who gave birth to you? In fact, you have never met them, and you should not have any feelings for them. But if you just want to know an answer, it is true that I killed them. You can even say, you The world I was in was destroyed by me, I turned it into hell.”

Lord Dante spoke slowly. There is an old saying in the empire: "When a man is about to die, his words are also good." So at this moment, the old man seemed to have finally told some of the stories buried in his heart.

"Why are you doing this?"

"This is a very complicated issue. The two worlds have different cultures and cognitions. If they want to invade here, I will naturally stop them." "So, because you want to avoid a war, you will destroy that world first?"

This is a subconscious rebuttal as a medical worker. In their hearts, killing to prevent killing is the most stupid and absurd behavior.

No one has ever dared to question Lord Dante in this tone, but the latter did not show any disgust and just smiled and said: "A few years ago, Sherlock once asked me a question in the blood prison. If a person He saved the world, but he killed an innocent child, so is he right or wrong?

What do you think? "

"Of course it is wrong." Nightingale replied directly without thinking too much: "Merits and faults are not intertwined, and they cannot complement each other."

"A very pertinent answer. I believe most people have this answer. And this is what I admire about Sherlock." Lord Dante recalled the scene in the blood prison at that time: "He doesn't care about right or wrong at all, he has a clear understanding of things. My own judgment standard, so I took a bet at that time and said that if one day you betray humanity, then I will kill you myself.

Now that I think about it, I lost the bet, but fortunately I can afford to lose. Although I haven't done this kind of thing for decades, I'm still not unfamiliar with it. "

A calm tone can most intuitively demonstrate a person's strength. Nightingale thought about the cold corpse of Sherlock she just saw, and suddenly felt that even though the old man in front of her was already lying on the hospital bed, he could still be there next time. In seconds, he transformed into a terrifying existence that destroyed everything.

"Then what answer do you want?" she asked.

"It's very simple. Whether it's right or wrong depends on the person asking the question and which side you are on." Lord Dante's answer was particularly old-school, as if in those classical literature, the superiors would always ask The problem of subordinates. "Are you from my side?"

"Right and wrong only depend on one's stance. From children's fights to street fights, to life and death decisions, or to wars between two worlds before. I am a very traditional person. Of course I know that the other world is innocent and the people there do not deserve to die. , but they have technology and ideas that are ahead of this century. If they can pass through the gate of hell and threaten the world, then they deserve to die.

This is not about right or wrong, it is just about, I am a person of this century, and there are things here that I want to protect. "

Just like all stubborn and persistent old people, they have worked hard for their families and children all their lives. Their last wish before death is to see their children again. Even after death, they also hope that their bones can return to their hometown.

From this perspective, Lord Dante can indeed be called the guardian of this world.

"But what about me?" Nightingale looked downcast: "So I don't belong to this world. Before you gave me to that old couple, did you think about whether they were good to me or not, and whether they really regarded me as a human being?" A child to treat?

All the media said that I embarked on a journey around the empire to save more injuries.

But this just sounds nice. No one has ever thought about what kind of life I lived in that family. If I hadn't awakened the ability to treat diseases, I might have been married to the son of a wealthy gentleman. And I saw each other’s face for the first time the night before the wedding. "

This was the first time Nightingale talked about her family and her parents:

"If you were born in this world, and the people you care about are all in this world, what about me?

I don’t belong to this world, and someone I care about and care about was killed by you not long ago. If I follow your theory, should I still be on your side now? "

The old man continued to lower his eyes: "But this world has raised you after all."

"I have nothing against the Empire, and I have done enough for the Empire over the years."

Nightingale's tone was a bit like what she said when she faced the parents who blocked the door of her home and refused to let her leave:
"I'm just explaining to you why I don't save you."

(End of this chapter)