quicksilver blood

Chapter 138 Soul Salvation

After calming down, Roland realized that Jasmine had done nothing wrong.

Ultimately, it was the Twilight species that was wrong.

What Roland should really hate should be the twilight species.

Without those twilight species, the enemies of Kabbalah would not have appeared, Jasmine's soul would not have been devoured, Singia would not have fallen, and Jasmine's soul would not have been reshaped in the form of a missing body. She would not turn into a name stealer to peek at the memories in Roland's mind, and the fear and despair of losing the other half of her soul would not drive Roland into madness.

The first sinners were the Twilight Species - the invaders of the world.

Before dusk, Jasmine and Roland were also victims.

The only difference is that Molika was an earlier victim.

Roland has always believed that venting his grievances on people who are in the same situation as him but are weaker is just an act of the weak.But today, looking back at his tyrannical actions before, Roland couldn't help but feel a little bit ashamed.

To free Jasmine--

Amidst such shameful scolding, a whim appeared in Roland's mind.

But it was only for a moment, under the deliberate deepening of the long sleep teacher, the idea became clearer, and Roland's most sincere desire was revealed more deeply.

—to save her.

"...May all the glory be to the mentor—"

After hesitating for a few seconds, Roland sang the harmless chant in a low voice.

This chant is not for Molika, but for Roland himself.

Amidst the low voice of singing, Roland pressed his left hand straight to his waist.

He pulled out the blue tooth neatly, and aimed at his right wrist with all his strength.

Without any suspense, the extremely sharp dagger cut a four-inch-long gash on Roland's almost pale skin, and the blood spurted forward like a fountain, dyeing the ground around Jasmine red.

The artery was severed, and Roland's complexion paled a lot.

However, with the end of his first chant without injury, the wound on his right hand disappeared without a trace in a burst of faint white light, and the lost blood was replenished.

Although Roland hasn't got the blood of mercury yet, as a half-elf, his blood can help Jasmine survive for a few more days.

Nourished by Roland's half-fairy blood, Jasmine's soul that was about to disappear in the next second became much clearer.

If Jasmine Ka's color before was as transparent as an ice cube soaked in water, then she is now an ice cube soaked in water with many bubbles.

In this way, Jasmine's soul has obtained the most basic strength enough to go to hell.

Roland sighed and stood up leaning on his cane.

For a spirit body, Roland had no way to apologize.The only thing he can give Jasmine is a good afterlife.

Inheriting Jasmine's power, her reincarnation will inevitably have an origin, unlike the ordinary souls of those white board souls.

But at this moment, Roland suddenly felt a chill in his lower back.

Looking down, he found that Jasmine had just recovered a bit of vitality, so she sat up and hugged Roland's waist tightly, and the strong negative energy slowly seeped in from Roland's back.

... Hey, miss, is this the rhythm of repaying kindness and revenge?
If this is the case, Roland can only complain that his kindness is gray.

After acquiring the mourner's profession, the contact attacks of the spirit body and soul possession have lost their effect on Roland.

If Jasmine hurts Roland, the burning holy fire in Roland's soul will directly burn her to death.

So Roland didn't panic at all.He just raised his eyebrows and looked down at Jasmine.

At this time, Roland finally saw Jasmine's face clearly.

It's too shallow to describe it as delicate, and too strong to describe it as glamorous—these are immature facial features that can only be described as delicate.

Although judging by her figure and frame, Jasmine was about fifteen or sixteen years old.But if you only look at the face, if you say that you are only seven or eight years old, some people will believe it.

To put it bluntly, it is called long youth, but to put it badly, it is not long bloomed.

Roland looked down at Jasmine's face and waited for a long time. His waist was getting cold and he didn't see Jasmine's next step. He just watched her staring at him with big crystal clear eyes.

Even if you throw yourself down on the spot...

It's okay to say something, it's silly to freeze like this.

So Roland asked a little impatiently: "Molika, what do you want to do?"

"I want to...follow, follow you."

Jasmine's voice was ethereal and weak, like an echo in the valley.But her expression was extremely firm: "I will... offer... my soul."

Roland couldn't help being stunned.

As if asked some difficult questions, he was silent for a long time.

An Ruosi, who was on the side, was attracted by the situation here, pulled out of the previous fear of Roland, and walked here slowly.

About three minutes later, Roland laughed without warning, which startled An Ruosi.

"I do have a pet slot that is vacant... It's not impossible to bring you..."

Roland looked down at Jasmine, with gentle eyes and firm tone: "But, I refuse."

"……why?"

Facing Jasmine's disappointed gaze, Roland smiled and stretched out his right hand, and lightly tapped two fingers on her smooth forehead.

"You can see my kindness and willingness to give your soul... that's good. I'm glad I didn't save the wrong person."

"But if I accept your soul, doesn't it mean that there is no difference between me and those gods?"

"Perhaps at the very beginning, those gods only made contracts with Devil Yao to arrange for the souls of followers who are as loyal as you...but it doesn't make any difference."

"If I taste the benefits from you, I will inevitably be greedy for other high-quality souls. I know myself, and I can definitely do this kind of thing."

An Ruosi walked over quietly and looked at Roland's expression from a distance.

To his surprise.

At this moment, Roland's eyes were clear, and the previous madness disappeared completely.

……what happened?
The relationship between the wronged soul and the priest, the abused and the abuser has become disordered at this moment.In An Ruosi's eyes, this one person and one soul gave him the illusion that a pet dog is like its owner.

He couldn't even tell whether Roland's previous madness was the revelation of his nature or the manipulation of illusions—either answer was enough to make his hair stand on end.

Roland looked down at Jasmine, his eyes and tone at the moment gave people a sense of distant tranquility: "The vision determines the pattern, and the pattern determines success or failure."

"I have seen the end of the gods. If I only focus on these petty gains, I will perish like them sooner or later."

“Now that I know there’s a dead end ahead, I’m not going to step in there and risk possibly not being able to turn back—that’s just the way I do it.”

When Roland said this, he couldn't help showing an apologetic smile: "I've said so much, you probably don't understand."

"But it's okay. If you really want to repay me, just remember me for now," Roland said, pulling down his hood and showing a gentle smile at Jasmine, "If you reincarnate You can still remember me, and it won’t be too late to find me again.”

"Remember... I don't want trash."

"I will... remember..."

Jasmine Ka's expression was unprecedentedly serious.

Roland looked at her with a gratified look.

He didn't expect Jasmine to remember him at all, saying this was just to reassure Jasmine.

The law of the underworld will wash away everyone's memory equally, even the strong who awakened the origin, let alone a little girl?

Roland spread the five fingers of his right hand on Jasmine's forehead, and gently covered the top of her head.

"rest in peace--"

It was just three soft words, and without Jasmine's resistance, her spiritual body instantly shattered into large spots of light and disappeared into the air.

At that moment, Roland actually had the illusion that he would see her again in the future.

……Maybe.

Inexplicably, Roland also felt a little more hopeful.

"An Ruo..."

Just as Roland turned his head, An Ruosi's name was only half called, and four silver-white characters suddenly appeared in front of Roland.

The font is shining, but it is not dazzling, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

Those were words that Roland had never seen before.

[Soul Salvation! 】

In terms of size, it's a bit like the words "Twilight Crusade".

However, Roland has never seen a similar prompt in the game.

Before Roland could figure it out, a large system prompt appeared in front of Roland like swiping the screen——

(End of this chapter)