Me! Cleaner!.

Chapter 562 The Last Whisper
[You have acquired extremely sophisticated circus skills, to the point where you were even invited by a royal family to perform, thus successfully activating the hidden Iron-level professional badge "Colorful Clown"]

[Colorful clown: a special comedian commonly seen on stage, in circuses, carnivals, etc., who often wears oversized shoes and strange costumes with very strong color conflicts. He usually has certain juggling skills and uses his own embarrassment as a program effect to entertain the audience]

[Wearing effect: After years of hard study and careful thinking, your skills in playing the colorful clown have reached perfection. Not only can you perform tricks well, but even your daily actions are funny and silly.]

[Advanced route: None]

[Hidden feature (no need to wear): No one will guard against a naive fool. When you perform a clown show, everyone's vigilance towards you will drop dramatically.]

……

"See, I said he was a clown!"

Looking at Leon's colorful clothes and the big nose that suddenly appeared on his face, the boy version of Prince Andre couldn't help but laugh excitedly. Then he reached out and grabbed Leon's arm, and pulled him towards the open terrace in the garden impatiently.

"Quick, quick, quick! Show that trick to my mother! If you perform it well... eh?"

When he said this, he seemed to have discovered something strange. The prince couldn't help but stop what he was doing and said with a puzzled look in his eyes:

"Where's your magic knife? Is it hidden?"

Magic knife?

After hearing the question from the little prince, Leon, who was checking the new badge, couldn't help but blink in surprise.

Is the knife referring to the [Silver Cutting Dagger]? Isn't it in my hand... Shit!
Looking at the handful of balloons in his hand, Leon's mind was confused for a moment.

Where's my knife? I was clearly holding it in my hand!

"It seems your knife is missing."

At this moment, a cold and distant voice suddenly sounded from the mouth of the shota prince.

It was not known whether he had "come back" or had never "left" in the first place. Prince Andre, with a sunny face, grabbed Leon's wrist and nodded with satisfaction in his vigilant expression.

"That's better. A clown should be holding balloons or playing cards. Why is he holding a knife?"

"..."

Ignoring Prince Andre's words, Leon immediately communicated with Youha and the three cleaners from the Scorpio branch. When he found that none of them responded, his eyes narrowed.

"All my anomalies are no longer usable?"

"of course."

Prince Andre continued to pull Leon towards the open terrace and asked calmly:
"You are just a colorful clown in the circus, responsible for entertaining people. Why do you have an unusual object in your hand?"

"..."

“Remember, you are now the clown hired by my father. This is your only identity. All powers and things that do not belong to the clown will not appear on you, and you’d better not do anything that goes against your identity.”

"What if I did?"

"Then there will be no more of you."

Facing Leon's question, the young Prince Andre said without turning his head: "The canvas of the painting you are in now is mixed with small fragments of a dead material world, and the scene I depict with my brush is the rule 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 for long, according to the new rules I just drew, you can only be a clown performing tricks in this world that I control.

If you really do something that violates the rules, then you will be rejected by the whole world, just like a living person who has strayed into the realm of the dead. Every time you violate the rules, the rejection will deepen, until you are completely wiped out by the will of the world and become a stain on the painting. "

In this painting... is there a fragment of a dead world? !

After hearing Prince Andre's answer, Leon couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

No wonder the [Silver Cutting Dagger] could cut the painting but could not maintain the existence of the "cut". If what Prince Andre said was all true, then this painting was equivalent to a world that had been shrunk countless times.

The threshold for [Silver Cutting Dagger] to cut through the world and pass freely is 60 points of immersion value at the True God level. If it is 1 point short, I can only break through this world temporarily, but I can't really escape from it...

This is how to do?
……

"I told you that you will regret it after you reject me."

After glancing back at Yang's expression, Prince Andre said coldly:
“First of all, this picture is drawn by me for myself, and you are neither my family nor my friend. If I had a choice, I would not want you to be here.

Secondly, as to why I remind you not to mess around, it is because I don’t want you to mess around and be rejected by the world, becoming a dirty ink spot that smudges my painting.”

"..."

"In the end, your immortal body is merely immune to harm, but this rejection from the world's will does not involve life or death, but rather a more thorough 'erasure'.

If you feel unwilling and don't want to be a clown in my painting, and want to try to rely on your immortality to resist, that's up to you, but I will ask the guards to take you away in advance, so as not to leave a stain in this garden where the banquet is held."

"That's it..."

After listening carefully to Andre's warning and looking at the jumping figure of the young prince, Leon was silent for a while, then quietly changed to the [Swearing] badge and asked in a gentle voice:
"Your Highness Andre, that fragment of the dead world is what you got from the King Slayer Society at the cost of sacrificing your entire family to ensure that the bloodline of the Korok royal family is cut off?"

"..."

Faced with this vicious question that had a defensive effect, even though Prince Andre's Qi cultivation skills were quite good, he still couldn't help but shudder all over, and his little hand, which still had some baby fat, suddenly clenched and pinched Leon's arm tightly.

"Your Highness, you hurt me."

Gently patting the back of the young prince's hand, Leon asked kindly:

"Your heart was hurt by my words, so you resorted to this childish behavior, wanting 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 the stiff back of the young prince, Leon said softly with sympathy in his eyes:

"Although you have grown up a long time ago, in my heart, you are still a pitiful giant baby who cannot face your own mistakes and can only create a false world to indulge in spiritual self-satisfaction. How can I bear to blame you?
Your Highness Andre, your life from beginning to end is a meaningless farce. I, the clown you drew, am just wearing a clown's clothes. As for you... you have successfully used your life to teach me what a real clown is."

(End of this chapter)