Why it never ends

"...Mr. Gobelin?" A thorny monk turned his head, "Is that so?"

Gobelin immediately replied, "Of course not—"

"Let's go back to the murder in the golden age," Hesta said softly. "In that well-planned murder at sea, a person survived from the sea of ​​corpses and blood, and waited for the final rescue. After that, all his news No, I didn’t start writing memoirs until later in life, revealing everything that happened on the horrible passenger ship that year... But these manuscripts have been lost during the power outage, and we can’t read them now.”

"Then how did you know?"

"Because I just read a close-up of characters from that year this morning."

"Where did it come from?"

"The judge naturally has the channel of the judge," Hesta replied indifferently, "but what was the name of the only survivor back then, do you want to know?"

Gobelin was startled, and had already guessed the answer from Hesta's reaction.

He was silent for a long time, and finally he spoke with some uncertainty: "...Heinrich Goebbels?"

"That's right, the last survivor of that year was none other than Robbergrier's chief secretary, Heinrich Gobelin."

Gobelin stood where he was, and all the eyes of the crowd turned to him.

Hesta withdrew his gaze, "The note in the "Guide" is probably also written by him. If we continue to follow the direction guided by these old texts, it will be nothing more than repeating everything that happened that year... Maybe that's what you Gobelin would like to see, but I don't think it's necessary."

"These are just your words..." Gobelin looked at his companions beside him again, "Don't believe her, once you read the "Guidebook", some things will change completely, even if it's a paraphrase—"

"Can I say a few words?"

A voice came from the periphery of the crowd. People followed the sound and looked at the middle-aged man next to Mantel at the moment.

Hesta was surprised—it was Anna's voice.

"None of us wants to see disagreements," Anna's voice was hoarse than yesterday, but it sounded a little more benevolent from the elderly. It is not conducive to everyone's safe passage to the end, perhaps, as an elder, I should also share some of my thoughts..."

Hesta narrowed his eyes.

"……Tell me?"

"The difference between you is whether you want to share this "Guide" in public. You both hold your own opinions, one is the former adjudicator and the other is the current adjudicator, and you probably have your own reasons," Anna said with a smile. "So, why not give the choice to the passengers here?"

"Yes!" Gobelin immediately agreed, "If you don't want to listen, you can leave now—"

Anna shook her head, "No."

"……what?"

"Now that everyone is leaving, there is a possibility of coercion," Anna said softly. "Maybe some people want to stay, but they have to leave due to pressure... We should at least leave some time for thinking."

"Then," Hesta looked at her, "I can post all these documents in a designated place, and those who are willing to see them can go there by themselves, what do you think?"

Anna shrugged slightly, "It seems like a good choice."

"It just saved me the trouble of talking and talking." Hesta patted the document on his lap, "Let's make it so, before three o'clock in the afternoon, I will post the three copies of the "Guide" in the Grace Theater , the Navigation Museum and the observation deck on the aft deck, we will still meet at Bishop’s restaurant at nine o’clock tomorrow morning.”

"That..." Gustav in the crowd raised his hand, "Should we still discuss today's death notice? Maybe someone has already received a new 'night banquet invitation'...?"

"Don't worry. Rene received it in the early hours of last night, and I have communicated with him about today's precautions." Hesta replied casually, "I think everyone is safe today."

……

"Anna."

Among the crowd exiting the theater, Hesta called out to the person in front of him.

Mantel stopped and turned Anna's wheelchair around.

Anna looked very gentle: "What's the matter, young man?"

"Do you have anything else to do next?" Hesta said, "I want to talk to you."

"Hmm..." Anna pondered for a moment, "Theoretically, I can't stay outside for too long... This will cause trouble for many people."

"I have nothing to do with it!" Mantel on the side replied immediately, "My duty time today is also at night."

"If you mean safety, I don't think you need to worry," Hesta said softly, "Lico and I will follow you until you reach a safe location."

"...Okay," Anna smiled, "Since it's your request, there must be some people who don't mind too much... Where to go?"

"Let's go to the viewing platform on the top floor. There is a copier next to the museum, and we will drop by."

"it is good."

After receiving Anna's nod, Li Ke went directly to pick Anna up from the wheelchair, "Ms. Mantel, you don't have to follow from now on."

"Hey?" Mantel was a little at a loss, "What are you doing?"

"Change the wheelchair," Hesta slowly got off his wheelchair, "after all, Rico will be responsible for Ms. Anna's safety...I remember you are electric, right?"

Hesta pressed the armrest and sat down directly in Anna's place.

……

The wind was a bit strong at the height, and the three of them stopped in a leeward place.

Hesta was operating the wheelchair, facing the distant sea side by side with Anna. While adjusting the position of the legs of the wheelchair, she said softly: "When Su Lei said it was a copycat crime, I still had doubts. I didn't expect it to be true. Copying the crime..."

"Huh? Who are you imitating?"

"Albodonica in the Supreme Tribute," Hesta looked at Anna, "or should I say, a tribute to her?"

Anna smiled and said nothing, "Ask me here just to talk about this?"

"Not all, I want to talk about that exhibition again," Hesta's eyes lowered slightly, "Do you still remember the exhibition hall we met for the first time, the silver banyan tree projected in the air?"

"I remember."

"... At that time, Turan asked you what the sentence on the wall that perhaps the ancient 'Liber Bay' never existed meant. Before you answered, Robeau Griller broke in."

"Ah."

"What were you trying to say then?"

Anna turned her head slightly, "What's your answer?"

"That's a metaphor, isn't it?" Hesta looked at Anna with piercing eyes, "The ancient Supreme Praise and the Rise in front of me are reflections of each other, and the 'Liber Bay' where Alecto lives has always existed only In people's imagination, never really realized?'”