Shepherd Tantra

Chapter 1064: Crying and Laughing

Now, the culprit who used the Box of Nothingness to disturb the dream world and manipulate the coup was assassinated by them directly.

Not to mention how much of a shock this would cause...

And the Empty Box is still here.

"Of course, I'll go to the basement and look for Mr. Box."

Aiwass smiled and said, "If we're lucky, we might not have to fight."

"You want to send it into the dream world?"

Sherlock guessed what Aiwass was thinking in an instant.

Now they have the means to enter the dream world - and the Swan King actually already has the qualifications to become a god, but now the ritual has not been completed and is stuck at this stage and sealed.

The so-called butterfly emerges from the cocoon.

The Swan King was dragged out by the Count of Orleans during the process of "breaking out of the cocoon". Then he was kept alive to prevent him from dying completely. It's like a person whose internal organs are replaced with machines before he is brain dead, and who is kept in a coma, but never really brain dead.

If the Swan King is killed, he can be sent to the dream world. The problem is that he has lost his conscious will and relies entirely on his subconscious...so he may resist because of his survival instinct.

A god rebelling in his sleep - Sherlock couldn't imagine how great a disaster that would be.

But if we send it directly into the dream world, wouldn't that be circumventing this point?

However, Aiwass did not respond to Sherlock's words. He just smiled, patted Sherlock's hand holding the staff, and signaled him to go and get busy first.

Sherlock sighed: "Perhaps the Hermes family is destined to work hard..."

He wasn't really interested in fighting... but since the minister had given the order, he should resolve it as quickly as possible.

In a few days, Minister Aiwass will become Prince Aiwass.

Moreover, the Moon Children he had met before also destroyed the last bit of hesitation in his heart - he would never hesitate to kill these monsters.

After Sherlock left, Aiwass didn't move.

"Then...what about me?"

Yasen still hadn't reacted yet: "Do I... have something to do too?"

As he spoke, he subconsciously glanced at the fragments of Count Orleans on the ground.

His eyes were extremely complex: anger, shock, sarcasm, sadness...

It was like knocking over a paint cabinet, mixing all the colors together and eventually turning them into a muddy and dirty black.

That person was a fifth-level transcendent, the pinnacle of this world! He was his nightmare enemy, his destined enemy...

The entire Iris has great respect and fear for the Count of Orleans. Although the Count of Orleans always maintains a gentle demeanor to the outside world, Yassen knows how evil and tyrannical he is in private... This rumor has always been circulating in the underground world, but until Yassen was caught, he thought it was a rumor.

Now that Yassen has become the Duke's son-in-law, he dares not seek revenge.

Perhaps he was frightened at the time, or perhaps he did not want to drag the Vendôme family into this troubled quagmire.

——It didn't matter what happened to him, but the other blood slaves who followed him to escape prison were caught and cruelly executed. This became the thing that Yassen regretted most in his life, and it was also the key event that made him mature completely... from that handsome and mysterious boy to a calm and somewhat decadent middle-aged man.

He could only try to forget the painful memory...

Since then, he has basically given up his work as a phantom thief.

But now, the opportunity is rare.

He finally had a chance to face the nightmare of the past. His father lent him the heirloom sword of the Vendome family because he knew that Aiwass was going to cause trouble for the Count of Orleans. The Vendome family was not convenient to go to war with the entire Moon Child clan, but he was willing to help him as an individual. It was because of this warm family love that Yassen was unwilling to cause trouble for his family and chose to swallow his anger.

When he went out today, he was prepared to die with him - he kissed his sleeping wife and hugged his child for the last time.

Even if we cannot defeat the Count of Orleans, we must at least try our best.

If I miss this opportunity, I'm afraid I'll never have such an opportunity again.

...He never expected that the result would be different from what he had determined.

The Count of Orleans was killed so easily: he was instantly frozen into an ice cube and then easily cut in half.

——It’s as easy as kicking a stray dog ​​to death on the roadside.

Now Yasen even feels that this world is a little unreal, just like a dream...

His great wish had come true, and for a moment he didn't know what to do.

"Shouldn't we laugh?"

Aiwass glanced at him, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised: “Arrogant laughter, ecstatic laughter, joyful laughter, hysterical laughter…crying and laughing at the same time.

"Don't stop laughing until the things you want to forget become as light as cotton and you can stand up straight again."

After saying that, Aiwass waved his hand and turned away.

He also said: "If you must do something... go and see those blood slaves.

"See if they have a chance to be rescued, if they have a chance to survive.

“——Maybe you didn’t have the chance before, but at least this time, you can really let them escape.

"Then tell me again. Those things you once said."

After saying that, Aiwass left without looking back.

Yasen stared at Aiwas' back in a daze.

For a moment, he felt his eyes moisten.

Although he no longer knew how to cry, and although he no longer knew how to dream... at this moment, an impossible fantasy still emerged in his mind.

...If only Aiwass had appeared earlier.

In that case, not only myself but also others can be saved...

But at least, there won't be anyone like me anymore...

Thinking of this, Yasen followed the direction of his memory and walked towards the prison where the untamed blood slaves were held.

Sherlock did not touch the hallucination of the Count of Orleans, and Aiwass did not tell him what Yassen had experienced... Although with Sherlock's wisdom, he should have guessed most of it. But for Yassen's privacy, Aiwass still chose to keep the secret for him.

simply put……

The Count of Orleans is bisexual. Like other Moon Children of Iris, he has a strong sadistic heart. Compared with the Moon Children of Narcissus and Star Antimony, the Moon Children of Iris hate blood slaves being able to feel pleasure.

Because of the cost of blood magic, they can hardly feel pleasure, so they envy anyone who can enjoy it.

From the flashing hallucinations, he saw the past memories of the Count of Orleans. Aiwass frowned in disgust, wanting to delete those dirty memories from his mind. Even though Aiwas was good-tempered, he felt a little angry in his heart - but it might not be "a little".

——Sure enough, it is better to destroy the Son of the Moon and the Blood Sky Master.

(End of this chapter)