The Exorcist Boy: The Book of Conviction

Chapter 95 The Last Meeting
"Archbishop Jotun, you are now suspected of..."

"Is that Snow Akchi?"

Before Snow could finish speaking, the old figure with his back turned interrupted him loudly.

Akchi's surname is generally only called by people in the Vatican.

Because according to the external registration, Snow is Sarah's adopted son, so he will naturally inherit her surname.

It's just that for others, Snow himself has always insisted on his Dongguo surname.

"You actually know me?"

Snow carefully looked at the back of the opponent's head, but he didn't see anything like eyes.

"How could they not know about you? If it was the main hall, then they would definitely send you here, or in other words, only you have the qualifications."

The red figure with his back turned to him sounded very tired, as if he had given up.

"You executed him yourself, a quasi-king, and then you killed a cardinal. I know all about that."

Jotun stood up slowly, and then turned around to look down at Snow, his dark blue eyes were already three points sharper.

"Yeah! Who made you big men think that they betrayed the gods, I was just doing what I should do."

Without hesitation, Snow dragged out that thing that he didn't even know existed as a shield.

In his opinion, this is the most effective way to deal with the red robe in terms of speaking skills.

"Betray the gods! Hahaha, you're right!
But you don't need to show such hostility, I'm just an old thing that's getting old, and there's no threat to you, a young man. "

Hearing Snow's reply without showing any weakness, the old man lost the sharpness in his eyes, and then smiled helplessly.

Indeed, from Snow's point of view, for some reason, the old man in front of him was twice as old as the one in the photo.

The information photo that Komui gave him before had frozen the latest age of Jotun, 67 years old.

And now that the other party looks like this, it is not too much to say that he is already 96 years old.

At the same time, Snow seemed to smell the smell of death exuding from the opponent's body.

"I'm sorry, my appearance may surprise you a little. But this is my retribution, child."

Yue Dun fixedly looked at the young and handsome face in front of him, and he could guess what the other party was thinking at the moment.

To be honest, he was taken aback when he accidentally looked in the mirror this morning.

He was actually no stranger to Snow.

I remember the first time I saw the other party in the central hall, it seemed that he had just reached his waist height.

At that time, the cute little Zhengtai was still following the tall woman step by step.

Now that I have grown to this point, time flies so fast.

"retribution?"

Snow frowned, not quite understanding what the other party meant.

"Black crow, in fact, you can become a shadow in the dark, and the group headed by me has vigorously promoted it.

Although Ruberlier proposed this idea, in fact he can't surpass your adoptive mother, that woman is very powerful.

He is also very protective of cubs, as if he regards you as..."

Jotun seemed to be caught in some kind of memory, but he didn't say the following words.

Snow blinked his eyes, but what does it matter, now it is meaningless to trace the source of these things that have happened.

Could it be that the other party is delaying time?
Thinking of this, Snow's left hand moved slightly. If another group of demons came over at this time, things would be a little difficult.

As if seeing Snow's thoughts clearly again, Jotun shook his head, and then said calmly.

"I said, you can take it easy, boy, I'm no threat, and I'm going to die soon.

Now I just hope that before an old man dies, he can tell him more about his heart? "

The tone sounded a little pleading, but Snow hesitated for a few seconds before nodding in agreement.

Before entering this cemetery, he had scanned the surrounding environment with his spiritual vision, and found no possibility or doubt related to demons.

Speaking of which, Astor can have such a beautiful cemetery, and Snow should take [-]% of the credit for it.

After all, he broke the opponent's heart with his own hands.

If this is the case, then there is nothing wrong with wasting a few more minutes and listening to the white-haired man's nagging, as it is his last sympathy.

Jotun was indeed about to die. When he received the news of his son's death, he felt that his body's energy was declining every day.

The brilliance of the gods seemed to no longer favor him.

But he has never regretted his past actions, and he absolutely does not think that he is betraying God.

He had made the most balanced choice between faith and family affection. The only thing he didn't expect was that his son had already thrown himself into the embrace of darkness.

However, what directly defeated him was the last sentence Astor passed through Snow.

"I will never forgive you."

That's why he wanted to come over and take a look at his son who had been buried in the soil and hadn't seen him for nearly 30 years.

At the same time, he also hopes to give some explanations before he dies, even if the other party has lost his hearing.

"People like us used to believe in the gods with all our hearts, but unfortunately, we didn't even get half a word of response. Even so, we still fanatically believed...

Even now, I have never wavered in my belief in the fact that "God exists". "

But sometimes they also wonder whether the "god" has ever really looked down on them.

Jotun turned his dark blue eyes back to the stele.

No one knew before that he was just a civilian struggling to crawl out of the Rhineland.

In fact, he didn't intend to abandon his wife and leave there at first, he just wanted to venture out and see if he could find a new way out.

Then add some extra income to this barren home.

He just wanted to give his child who was waiting to be fed more materially.

But why did he get to this position step by step by mistake?
Maybe this is the favor of the gods?

When Jotun entered the mysterious Vatican in the early days, he had no companions or support, just an ordinary middle-aged man who wanted to work to earn some money.

But later he found that he seemed unable to go back.

Ever since he learned the word "jihad," he had to give up something.

Gradually, without knowing why, his position began to get higher and higher inexplicably.

And in this process, he has completely integrated into that environment, and has had an inescapable entanglement with it.

His memory of wanting to go home became weaker and more distant.

The infighting in the main hall is very cruel, the winner takes all, and the loser gets nothing.

But in the final analysis, it is all for the next step that he can move towards the position of the pope, and to be closer to the so-called gods.

And, of course, that supreme right.

Take the current pope as an example, do you really think that this so-called spokesperson for the gods is clean?

In the main hall, there was a rumor about the opponent that the most powerful contemporary contender for the Pope was killed by the "Black Crow Assassination Team" of the previous batch.

But sometimes...does it matter?

Jotun didn't know, it was as if he was being carried by a torrent, and he couldn't stop his walking pace at all.

Gradually he got tired of it, but he couldn't stop.

Until one day, a newspaper finally reminded him that he still has a son.

The young man in the newspaper is handsome and radiant.

He is now called Astor, and he is a popular figure in the Rhine aristocratic circle.

So one day he left the Vatican to deal with official business, sneaked there to take a look, but found that the child was not happy.

The Rhine...is as dirty and decadent as ever, even after decades, this hasn't changed at all.

He also secretly asked someone to pass a message, hoping to meet with the other party, but he was rejected cleanly without any doubt.

Because the other party has no impression of him at all, let alone feelings.

At the same time, he felt the hatred and resentment emanating from the child.

It is worth mentioning that the person in charge of delivering the message was the cardinal who was blown off the head by Snow—Aman Leitch.

"I want to make amends and atone, even a little bit."

Jotun caressed the towering stone tablet and said sadly.

Since he was rejected that day, he has been in pain, and he has found a lot of information about the child.

His mother and adoptive father died, and he had a poor childhood in the orphanage... He also vaguely noticed some filth in the Rhine royal court.

He speculated, but he didn't want to believe it.

But these will only make the guilt buried in his heart become heavier and heavier.

Perhaps because he was old, he was gradually recalling his original intention and original intention of leaving that wooden house.

And this memory was so heavy that it became more and more difficult for him to breathe.

Until one day, he received a message from Aman Leitch. Although he always looked down on this guy, under certain circumstances, his role was unexpectedly great.

He has always wanted to do something, to do something for his son who is full of guilt, to make his life better, or to satisfy his certain wishes.

The right to be a guilty father, the last bit of humble self-salvation!

The sudden changes on Rhine and Beto's side brought new changes to the situation, and also made him see a glimmer of new dawn in his dream of rebuilding and reconciling.

However, Yue Dun, who was always fighting among himself, saw through the backside of this matter at a glance, and there must be a mystery behind it.

Sure enough, under his deliberate investigation, Astor's actions surfaced.

Of course, he only realized afterwards that this was only the first level of what the other party showed.

But at the time he thought it was no big deal, on the contrary, it was a rare opportunity.

He can use his power and power in the Vatican to make his own side a pusher and push his guilty son to that position.

Therefore, he did spend a lot of effort on the Vatican's actions and decisions on this matter.

When things are settled and a win-win future is created, even if the truth of Astor being the culprit is exposed, it will become indifferent.

Therefore, he spent a lot of effort to control the intelligence gathering behind the central hall and the eyeliner shielding.

But I didn't expect that Astor would actually be the Earl of the Millennium.

Only this point, only this point, he has no choice but to look for opportunities to change or save.

So I could only watch the "Black Crow" set off.

And because of the successive exposure of his previous actions, he was frantically suppressed by the enemy from the central hall.

But these don't matter anymore. After learning that the scavenger was leaving, he had begged many people.

Even if he asked himself to take one last look...but he was rejected in the end, and he couldn't leave this cage.

So he could only choose to sneak out...

"How did you find the opportunity to poison those two patrol members?"

Hearing Snow's question, Archbishop Jotun blinked suspiciously.

"Although I have done many wrong things, boy, I will not attack innocent people. When I came out of the house, no one stopped me at all."

Archbishop Jotun didn't kill anyone?
This is different from what he found out there before. Now that it has reached this point, Snow doesn't think it is necessary for Jotun to lie.

Knowing his identity and running out without authorization, he must have made the final mental preparations.

"Then... how did you find out that I was following you, every time you can accurately dodge my pursuit, and I have no clue.

Is there someone else helping you? "

Snow was a little bit unwilling to continue to ask, he felt that Jotun should still have helpers.

Hearing this, a look of embarrassment appeared on the other party's face.

"Uh... Actually, I think I need to explain.

Although I knew that someone from the central hall would be sent over, I didn't want to escape, I... I just... lost my way! ! ! "

After hearing the embarrassing explanation from the other party, Snow almost couldn't hold his chin.

Jotun had been away from this land for too long, and hadn't left the cathedral alone for many years.

So when he traveled alone, he got lost of course.

He couldn't get his way, and he couldn't find the exact route.

He could only follow the general destination, asking while stumbling to find his target - Astor's cemetery.

But few people outside Rhine City would know this kind of information.

And the most important thing is that the ship he was on changed the docking port without authorization, which made him even more confused.

So he can only ask while walking, knowing a general goal, but always getting the wrong direction, so that he flies around like a headless chicken in an area.

This kind of thing is really hard for an old man who is almost 70 years old.

It took a lot of effort, and I don't know how many detours, he managed to return to this Rhine city.

But it was the only time in his life that he came here.

However, not long after he successfully reached the tombstone, Snow rushed over.

Listening to the other party's explanation, Snow's mouth almost turned into an O shape that could not be retracted.

He tried his best to plan various routes, predict, and plan, but his goal told him that he was just lost.

No wonder the target position is so difficult to judge?

"That's... really surprising!"

Standing across from him, Snow said dryly, this is the end of this topic, because Archbishop Jotun's actions will make him look stupid.

"So, you came here just to see him, even if you are willing to pay the price of your life?"

"Yes!"

Jotun said frankly that he made this decision based on many considerations.

For example, his opponents, as well as the allies who once surrounded him, how could it be possible for them to feel at ease just by being under house arrest.

At this point, there are too many people who want him to die.

Giving his life like this is also self-atonement, but before that, he hopes to see Art.

That's why he chose to run out, in order to allow the other party to accuse him of the crime logically. There is a reason that will make things easier to deal with.

It's just that he didn't expect that group of people to be more ruthless, and even killed the patrol members on the periphery, just to clear the obstacles for him to escape.

Unbearable as always.

"I have done a lot of bad things, even though I am on the side of the gods, but for those things, I will not sophistry to change their nature."

Jotun became more and more calm.

A large part of the batch of brutal experiments hosted by the central hall were promoted by them at the beginning.

In the name of the gods, the bishops hope that they can win this holy war by counterproductive or other shortcuts.

But unfortunately, apart from hurting the innocent, they basically got nothing.

From that day on, Jotun clearly realized that their hands were stained with blood that couldn't be washed off.

Not to mention, there are many more dirty and despicable things.

And Snow is one of them.

The "Black Crow Assassination Team" expansion project was proposed by Ruberlier.

The original intention of the other party was to clean up those humans who cooperated with the Earl of the Millennium.

But behind the scenes, the high-level agencies headed by the main hall have used them to do some dirty private work.

Moreover, in the training of the assassination team members, it is also extremely cruel to ordinary members.

The immature strengthening surgery that consumes life is just one of the smallest items.

Ordinary black crow assassination members, very few can live normally beyond the age of 40.

And Snow!He's doing better.

But he remembered very clearly that when he killed someone for the first time, he seemed to be around 12 years old...and it was an act of exterminating the family.

"So... I'm sorry, kid."

This is how many times Jotun has apologized to him.

But it can be seen that in his heart, Snow is just a microcosm of the objects of guilt in his heart.

"We're the ones who pushed you into the darkness, and so did Art.

And this retribution finally came back to me.

I have never hated you for his death, because I know that the root of the fault is always on me, so I want to try my best to make up for it...

But in the end, I found that I had nothing but my life, and these were nothing to make up for, but just comfort to my soul. "

The old man lowered his head, his expression and tone were full of prayers.

"But I beg you, please give me one last mercy.

After I die, can I be buried in this land, even if only a little bit. "

After a long time, Snow nodded silently.

The old man let out a long breath, then leaned on the stone tablet, showing a relieved smile.

"By the way, child, be careful. Regarding this holy war, I suspect that there may be some unknown... inside information."

I just found it, Campbell..."

As soon as he finished speaking, his hands dropped limply, and his head tilted to the side.

Seeing this scene, Snow fixed his eyes, then stepped forward and put the hand under his nose to probe gently.

is dead.

When Jotun finished his last sentence, he completely lost his last breath of life, and it went out instantly like a candle in the wind.

The old man just leaned against his son's stone tablet quietly, as if he had fallen asleep, but Jotun might have expected this step.

After being silent for a while, Snow stepped forward and took off the ring that symbolized the status of the Archbishop from his hand.

Then he picked up the corpse and walked towards a funeral home that he remembered.

　Thank you book friend tail number 4740 for giving Snow a 100 reward.

　　Thanks for the 500 reward for the spilled ketchup.

　　Thank you for the 100 reward for paying the phone bill.

　　Thanks for changing my name, why is it so difficult to reward 100
　　Thank you for the 1500 reward for the scholars who read the novel.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)