Nowadays, all parts of the God Realm are shining under the warm light of the sun, and everyone is shrouded in the power of hope and future, including the troubled land of the demon clan.
But in some places under the earth, darkness and coldness are still the norm, and can only be illuminated by fog lights.
Ye Lin and the poor-tongued Hazel went all the way down to the cell where Cladis was imprisoned. The former director of the Eye of Mist, his eyes were dim, his cheeks were colorless, and his figure was as thin as a reed. If a breeze blows, it will collapse.
The room is underground and cannot get sunlight. There is a not very bright lamp hanging from the ceiling. Cladis is sitting behind a single table, holding a pen and writing something very slowly.
Apart from restricting personal freedom, Eye of the Mist had no more harsh words for his predecessor Dianji, and tried his best to satisfy him in life and provided him with good treatment.
Hazel whispered: "The God of Mist personally sent down an oracle not long ago, saying that Kradis's merits and demerits are equal to each other, and he will no longer pursue him after he is removed from the position of Dian Si. We at the Eye of Mist are all happy for him."
"But Lord Cladis seemed unable to get over the hurdle in his heart. He remained silent for a long time after learning the news. After thanking the God of Mist, he still stayed here."
Ye Lin nodded, pushed the door open and walked in. He saw something that Kradis was writing at his desk. After glancing at it, he found that the content looked familiar. It was the holy book of the Eye of Mist Order. He was copying the holy book devoutly.
He said hello to Cladis and sat across from him.
Cladis slowly raised his head, his eyes unfocused. After a while, he gathered some energy and said hello in a hoarse voice.
Ye Lin raised his eyebrows. Judging from the state shown by Cladis, his behavior of copying the holy book just now was almost instinctive, and the copying action was done without active consciousness.
After sitting down for a while, Ye Lin said to Cladis: "The God of Mist has forgiven your sins. After understanding the ins and outs of the matter in detail, the Eye of Mist also expressed understanding of your actions. No one blames you."< br>
During the period of being imprisoned, Kradis' hair color gradually approached gray and was messy. His rather handsome face was full of exhaustion and numbness, as if he had carried all the suffering in the world.
Cladis looked haggard, his body swayed, and he said hoarsely: "Some people died because of my choice, many people..."
The Eye of Mist forgave him, but he himself could not forgive himself.
"Haha, we obviously only have a few friendships. Thank you very much for coming to see me. Please come back."
Ye Lin sat and did not leave. Instead, he reached out and picked up the copy paper on the table and said calmly: "I didn't intend to come, and you are not important to me. It was Shu Mo who asked me to come here to see you."< br>
Shu Mo originally wanted to ask Yuena for help. He heard that the priests were very good at resolving emotions, but Ye Lin stopped him because Yuena and Cladis had different beliefs.
It was up to him to solve the problem of Cladis, and the reward he asked for was a pair of white silk on Shu Mo's legs and short boots on her feet.
Shu Mo was at a loss about this, and without thinking too much about it, she just said that if he wanted to give stockings and shoes to other girls, she could recommend a store to buy the same style or new ones.
Ye Lin said no, the new one doesn't have that "taste".
"Shu Mo..."
That little, reserved, tongue-tied, and stubborn child... When he first came to White Sea to serve as the guardian of the realm, he was looked down upon by everyone, and he traveled through all the major forces in White Sea amidst ridicule.
Many thoughts flashed through Claris's mind, a complex expression appeared on his pale face, and he reluctantly moved his lips, but in the end he said nothing.
"When you say you, it gives people the feeling that they don't want to live anymore, but they don't really want to die." Ye Lin glanced sideways at the other table and ate half of the bread. The other person had eaten.
Hazel, who was standing behind Ye Lin, secretly stuck out her tongue. When the master came up, he immediately made a face. It was really unique and made people admire him more and more.
For example, Yidan from the Eye of Mist, Scriben, the Protector of the Earth Realm, and Lu Tan, the Great Elder, all came here. They all tried to persuade Cladis and persuaded him to look away, saying that the main responsibility does not lie with you, but that you are also shouldering the responsibility. The weight is moving forward and all the words of comfort are said.
Looking at the master's impatient tone, it seemed that he wanted Cladis to mail it the next second, and then ask a professional team to carry it away and bury it for him.
Cladis's face twitched a few times, and he lowered his evasive gaze. Yes, he was afraid of death, afraid of falling into the never-ending darkness, and afraid of eternal sleep after unconsciousness.
People who have never been in close contact with death are far from aware of the horror of death.
Ye Lin casually threw the copying paper he had just picked up on the table, then leaned back slightly on the back of the chair, crossed his legs, and mocked: "What's the use of these things you copied, ten times, a hundred times, once Thousands of times, what’s the use except wasting paper?”
Cladis' pale face suddenly raised, his eyes widened with anger. This is the holy book of the Eye of Mist, a compilation of the Mist God's oracle. It has meaning and is not a "toy".
"Why are you glaring at me? Even if you copy Eye of Mist a hundred million times, apart from giving you a little comfort in your own heart, can you give any comfort to the families who have been hurt by you?" Ye Lin asked. Snapping her fingers, Hazel, who was standing behind her, immediately understood the meaning and took out a thick stack of white paper, almost ten centimeters thick, from the bag she was carrying across her body.
"Copy it, fill it up, and then burn it. Maybe the dead will forgive you."
Facing Ye Lin's unceremonious ridicule, Kradis's face became paler and his body trembled slightly in an abnormal manner. Indeed, copying the holy book was just self-deception.
Using the contents of the holy book to comfort one's guilty heart will not only be useless to the real victim, but will also increase the burden on the mist god, who can see his state.
The God of Fog forgave him, but he did not forgive himself.
Seeing the expression on Cladis's face, Ye Lin waved back, and Hazel very sensibly handed him a bottle of sour fruit herbal tea, which is sold in the shop in Piaomiao Palace. It used to cost ten yuan a bottle. With the dismantling of Liyun Chamber of Commerce, resources are no longer monopolized, and the price is now reduced by two yuan.
Ye Lin unscrewed the lid and took a sip of the sweet and sour drink, and then scolded Cladis head-on without any politeness at all, accusing him of being greedy for life and fear of death, accusing him of avoiding reality, accusing him of living in his own dream, and... Might as well die.
coward!
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At some point, Yidan and Shu Mo also quietly approached the cell, hiding out of sight of Cladis, listening to Ye Lin vomiting lotus flowers.
"My swearing skills seem to be very average. I just use pure words without emotion. If you have time, I can learn from Natalia. She is very good at making people angry." After a while, Ye Lin muttered to himself.
After a while, Ye Lin handed Hazel the half-drunk sour fruit tea, completely using her as a follower, and said lightly:
"So, I give you two suggestions. One, either die quickly. Don't be melancholy and confused all day long, feeling guilty and unable to do anything of value."
Danglang~
A well-sealed crystal bottle was left on the table. There was some unknown black liquid sloshing in it, like ink, and it gave people a very dangerous feeling.
"This is the black blood of a monster. It is extremely poisonous and will seal your throat when you drink it. Even the mist god cannot save you after drinking it."
Ye Lin stretched his hand back, Hazel blinked, paused for a moment, and put her chin on his palm.
"Why are you so cute? Give me that information."
"Oh~"
Hazel puffed up his cheeks, then opened his satchel and took out another stack of paper, which was an information document filled with contents, and placed it on Cladis' desk.
"Whichever you choose, be decisive. Don't let me, Shu Mo, and the entire Eye of Mist look down on you. Hazel, let's go."
Ye Lin didn't even look at Cladis again. He left the room with Hazel, glanced at Yidan and Shu Mo, and went to the upper floor.
…………
What was placed in front of Cladis was a piece of information about the victims, their home addresses, and information about their family members.
He understood what Ye Lin meant. Copying the contents of the holy book ten thousand times here would not be as good as visiting these families once to express condolences.
Now that he is alive, what else can he do for the less fortunate.
Cladis was silent for a long time, regained his composure, and slowly grabbed the pile of information. At the same time, the crystal bottle containing the poison quickly became radiant.
(End of chapter)