Silver Blade and Rose

It was probably because he saved Elvins. During the conversation, Zals found that Setana's attitude towards him had always been good, almost amiable.

But that doesn't mean the words coming out of his mouth are equally friendly.

"If it's a dream after the contract, then it's easy to interpret. It's because you have a power connection. You obtained part of his ability through his blood, and at the same time, you accidentally glimpsed some of his memories." Setanna sat on the steps in front of the Sombra Temple and said, "This kind of thing is not uncommon, because the memory leaked to the other party may become one's own weakness, so most demons will carefully choose the contract partner—since you save Abel chose to trust you again after leaving Aiwen. I don’t doubt whether you are credible. I only interpret the reason and revelation of the dream itself, but your situation is not like this, so it’s not the reason.”

In other words, what he said earlier was all basic knowledge, and it was used to make up lessons for Zals. The real reason was not this.

Edwin stood by and didn't have any complaints about his cram school lessons, but he could explain them to Zals himself, so there was really no need to waste time here.

"Speak quickly." He was a little helpless, because the other party was Herlet's friend, considered his elder, and he couldn't say anything impolite to Setanna, so he just said, "I can't stay here for too long, he You can't, you know."

Setanna looked up at him, and continued unhurriedly: "If you made a contract with Abel after having this dream, then..."

"Then...?" Zales answered his words obediently at the right time.

Setana raised his eyebrows, and didn't express any feelings about their singing together, and followed Zarth's words: "Then there should be some kind of connection between you before the contract."

This sounds a bit misleading and needs a little explanation. He calmly added to the surprised and suspicious gazes of Zals and Edwin: "It's not blood, he is a pure human being, and there is no other blood mixed. , should be power."

Zars looked at a loss, how could he have any power connection with Edwin?Before reporting to No. 179, he always felt that he was an ordinary person who couldn't be more ordinary. If the sudden end of the world was about to die in the first batch, how could he have any special power?

He looked up at Edwin suspiciously, who was also looking at him, with some vague doubts in his eyes, his brows were slightly frowned, as if he was thinking about something bothering him.

Seeing Zals looking up at himself, Edwin suppressed the emotion in his eyes, reached out and pressed his head: "It's okay, I can probably guess why, I'll tell you later."

Then he left Zals where he was, and took Setanna to a place some distance below the steps to whisper.Zals was a little dissatisfied with waiting for the conclusion, but Edwin would never lie to him, and he sat down again without insisting on participating in their conversation.

It’s hard to imagine how such a natural landscape was formed. Edwin told him just now that the name of this place is the Silver Desert. Zars thought it was quite appropriate. The endless white desert was tied with a black silk scarf, like a cold and ruthless old man , silently withstood the wind and rain.Although it is sunny now, he has already begun to imagine what it will be like when it rains.

If it weren't for being in hell, he would almost fall in love with it here.

When Edwin finished talking and came to look for him, Zars was still sitting on the top of the steps looking at the sky, and when he saw him coming, he barely looked back: "How is it?"

"It's about the same as I thought." Edwin nodded slightly, and stretched out his right hand toward him, "Let's go."

Zars subconsciously held his hand, was pulled by him to stand up, and looked in the direction of his conversation with Setanna just now.

There was no one there, and Setanna had left at some point.

"Then Setan left?"

Edwin raised his eyebrows: "He is very busy, and there is nothing to do if he stays here."

"Doesn't he want to see Elvins?" Zals asked suspiciously.

From their descriptions, it can be seen that Elvins has been missing for a long time, and he has not seen his child for at least several years. However, Sitana only learned about Elvins' recent situation, thanked him, and did not even ask to see him. Elvins walked away.

"Ivan will come back after a while," Edwin said. "Now I just stay at No. 179 to do things for me. It won't take too long."

Zales nodded.

"Where are we going?" he asked Edwin again.

"Remember that picture on the wall in your hallway?" Edwin said.

Zales nodded.

He had no memory of the background of the photo, which was not surprising at all, after all, according to Lilian, he was only eight months old when the photo was taken.But the number of times their family has traveled together since they were young is quite suspicious, and even Lilian and Bill have no memory of the location where the photos were taken, so it seems quite suspicious.

That photo has been hanging on the wall of the corridor since he could remember. Judging from his appearance in the photo, there should be nothing wrong with his age of eight months.

"But neither Bill nor Lillian remember where it was filmed," he said regretfully. "Is there something wrong with that place? You cared about it when you were in my house."

While speaking, they had already returned to the interior of the Black Crystal Palace.Because the door was closed again, the room became dark again, and Zales had to turn on the flashlight function of the phone again for lighting.Edwin did not borrow his light, and walked in the darkness familiarly. Strictly speaking, Zals followed him, walked up the steps, and came to the "chair" he had just sat on.

With the help of the flashlight to illuminate the limited area, Zals was surprised to find that this was not an ordinary stone bench, it was wider than he imagined, with a simple and generous shape, only the armrests were carved with feather patterns, and the whole The chair and the Sombra Palace are a whole, and they should have been built together when the palace was built.

Looking at it in the light, Zals thinks it's more like a normal bench than a...

throne.

Sensing his hesitant gaze, Edwin turned around and glanced at the black throne.

"It is Herlet's seat. The white people who crossed the river and came to Hell made him king. Although he didn't accept it, he continued to perform his duties as a king until he disappeared."

He answered Zals' question, but it raised another question.Zals looked around, as if there was no other place to sit besides this chair, so he said, "So... are you sitting here too?"

He didn't care that he had just sat on the "throne" of the white land people. Since Edwin let him sit there and watch the show, it meant that he didn't care so much about someone else sitting on the throne, because for him not long ago, the so-called The throne is just a cold stone chair.But since this was where Hullette used to be, it must not be a simple chair for Edwin now.

Edwin was noncommittal, looked at the throne indifferently for a while, then turned and walked to the other side, and did not speak again until he took him back.

Zals had an intuition that he didn't like this throne. Although he didn't say so himself, his likes and dislikes were reflected in Edwin's eyes.

His heart sank accordingly, except for the strangely beautiful scenery outside the door, everything in the Sombra Palace was cold and hard, not to mention that there was no light here, and it was completely opposite to the outside of the door. In the world, it is hard to imagine how Edwin, who was locked up here from birth to growing up, would think of this place.

And this throne standing high in the temple...

Zals stood between Edwin and the throne, looking at the cold seat with him.

It represents responsibility.Edwin said the same thing just now.

So after Herlett disappeared, did he, as the heir, take on this responsibility?

Among the white landers who crossed the river, there were many who were older and more insightful than him. The Setan that I saw just now was one, but the Sombra Hall was still Edwin's personal domain.So Zals felt that he probably guessed right.

The way Edwin looked at the throne was different from looking at anything. Rather than being indifferent, it was more like looking at a dead thing that existed for a long time and could not be erased.

He seems to be nostalgic for it and hate it at the same time.

During the long years, what was he thinking when he sat alone on the throne?