Chapter 562 The Last Whisper
[You have acquired extremely superb circus skills, to the extent that you were even invited to perform by a royal family, so you successfully activated the hidden black iron-level professional badge "Colorful Clown"]
[Colored clown: A special comedian commonly seen on stages, circuses, carnivals and other places. They often wear oversized shoes and strange costumes with strong color conflicts. They usually have certain juggling skills and use their own embarrassment as the effect of the show. Entertainment Audience]
[Wearing effect: After years of hard study and careful consideration, your skills in playing the colorful clown have become perfect. Not only can you perform tricks well, but even your daily actions are full of laughter-making naivety and a sense of humor. Laughingly silly]
[Advanced Route: None]
[Hidden feature (no need to wear it): No one will be wary of a naive fool. When you perform a clown performance, everyone’s vigilance towards you will be greatly reduced]
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"Look, I'll just call him a clown!"
Looking at Lyon's colorful attire and the big nose that suddenly appeared on his face, the young Prince Andre couldn't help but laugh excitedly. Then he reached out and took Lyon's arm, and eagerly headed towards the open terrace of the garden. Pull.
"Quick, quick, quick! Perform the trick just now for my mother! If the performance is good...eh?"
When he said this, he seemed to have discovered something strange. Prince Shota couldn't help but stopped and said with doubtful eyes:
"Where's your magic knife? Is it hidden?"
Magic knife?
After hearing the question from the shot version of the prince, Leon, who was checking the new badge, couldn't help but blinked in surprise.
Does the knife refer to the [cutting silver dagger]? Isn't it being held in my hand... Damn it!
Looking at the large number of balloons in his hand, Leon's mind couldn't help but be confused.
Where is my knife? It was obviously still in my hand before!
"It seems your knife is missing."
At this moment, a cold and distant voice suddenly sounded from the mouth of the shota version of the prince.
I don’t know if he “came back” again, or if he “didn’t leave” at all in the first place. The sunny-looking Prince Andre grabbed Leon’s wrist and nodded with satisfaction in his vigilant expression:
"This is pleasing to the eye. What the clown is holding should be balloons or playing cards. What's going on with a knife?"
"..."
Ignoring Prince Andre's words, he immediately communicated with Youha and the three cleaners of the Scorpio Branch. After finding that there was no response from all of them, Leon's eyes narrowed.
"All my abnormal objects are no longer usable?"
"certainly."
Prince Andre continued to pull Leon towards the open platform, and asked calmly: "You are just a colorful clown in the circus, responsible for amusing people, why are there abnormal objects in your hands? "
"..."
"Remember, you are now the clown invited by my father. This is your only identity. All powers and things that do not belong to the clown will not appear in you, and you'd better not do anything that goes against your identity. Behavior."
"What if I did?"
"Then there will be no more you."
Faced with Leon's inquiry, Prince Andrei said without turning his head: "The canvas of the painting you are now in is mixed with small fragments of a dead material world, and what I painted under my brush Scenes are the rules of this world.
Just like there can't be real living people in the world of the dead, and the dead can't stay in the world of the living forever, according to the new rules I just drew, you can only be a clown playing tricks in this world I control.
If you really violate the rules, you will be ostracized by the whole world like a living person who mistakenly enters the realm of death. Each time you violate the rules, the ostracism will deepen until you are completely erased by the will of the world and become a painting. Until a stain on it. "
In this painting...are there fragments of a dead world? !
After hearing Prince Andre's answer, Leon couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
No wonder the [Cutting Silver Dagger] can cut through this painting, but cannot maintain the existence of the "incision". If everything Prince Andre said is true, then this painting is equivalent to a world that has been shrunk countless times.
The threshold for [Cutting Silver Dagger] to cut through the world and pass through it at will is 60 points of impregnation value at the true god level. If you are short of 1 point, you can only break through the world briefly, but you can't really escape from it... …
What can we do?
……
"I said you will regret it after rejecting me."
After glancing back at Leon's expression, Prince Andre said with a cold expression: "First of all, I painted this painting for myself, and you are neither my family nor my friend. If you have a choice If so, I don't want you to be here.
Secondly, as to why I remind you not to mess around, it’s because I don’t want you to mess around, be rejected by the world, and become a dirty ink dot, smearing my painting. "
"..."
"In the end, your immortal body is just immune to harm, but this rejection from the will of the world does not involve life and death, but a more complete 'erasure'.
If you feel unwilling to just be a clown in my painting and want to try to see if you can survive with your immortal body, that's up to you, but I will ask the guards to take you away in advance. Don't The stain remains in this garden where the banquet was held. "
"That's it..."
After listening carefully to Andre's warning, and looking at Prince Shota's bouncing back, Leon was silent for a while, then silently put on the [Dirty Export] badge, and asked in a warm voice:
"Andre Your Highness Lie, is that fragment of the dead world what you got from the King Slaughter Society at the cost of severing the bloodline of the Kroc royal family by sacrificing your entire family?”
"..."
Faced with this vicious question with its own defense-breaking effect, Prince Andre couldn't help but tremble all over even though he was very good at nourishing Qi. His little hand that still had two baby fats suddenly clenched tightly and pinched Leon's arm tightly. .
"Your Highness, you hurt me."
Gently patting the back of Prince Shota's hand, Leon asked kindly:
"You were hurt by my words, so you are using this childish behavior to vent your anger for accidentally killing your parents by scratching the skin of a poor clown?"
"..."
"It's okay, I forgive you."
Reaching out and patting Prince Shota's stiff back, Leon whispered with sympathy in his eyes:
"Although you have grown up very early, in my heart, you are still a pitiful giant baby who cannot face your own mistakes and can only create a false world for spiritual self-improvement. How can I bear it?" Is it your fault?
Your Highness Andre, your life has been a meaningless farce from beginning to end. The clown you drew is just wearing a clown's clothes. You...you have successfully used your life to tell me what a real clown is."
(End of chapter)