. "Don't you want to explain something?" Beverfondo didn't answer, and Lucien said with a self-deprecating smile: "Or you can't even explain."

"You have been using us" right?" Why don't you speak? It's not like you, dare to speak out and admit it is not your style? Is it even false? Everything you show in front of me, in front of father, in front of everyone, is false?!"

At the end of the question, Lucien almost yelled.

As Fisher worried. He was angry, but more sad.

This liar wearing his brother's cloak deceived him into trust and trampled on his inner desire for family affection. His parents, who were in harmony with each other, were combined for profit. His birth and life were only for power. Victor's appearance was like a flash of lightning that split the boundless darkness. He seemed cold on the surface, but he inadvertently gave him advice in the manner of his elder brother. From the initial disgust, suspicion to the later trust and respect, he had completely regarded this undead, which was scared by the world as a relative, even more close than his father and mother.

"Haha" It's ridiculous. I'm so stupid." Lucien couldn't stop him from suppressing his life.

.

Sure enough, he was deceived by the desirelessness he showed. He naively thought that he really gave up power and feelings just to pursue the ultimate of magic. Even if everything is fake, the undead itself has no feelings, but as long as it is valuable, he would use it without hesitation.

Anger was like a flame that soared into the sky, burning Lucien's reason. On the other hand, sadness and pain were like ice, making him cold all over. The two emotions were intertwined, making Lucien feel illusioned in dire straits.

"So what if it's true or false? I lied to you and Fernandez, so what?"

Just as Lucien was in pain by the thoughts in his mind, Victor, who had been silent, answered. His expression was not his usual indifference, but his unprecedented arrogance, like a monarch looking down at his ministers. This is a side that the lich had never shown before Lucien, and it truly belonged to Victor's temperament.

The complex black magic circle rose from under his feet, becoming bigger and bigger, and soon enveloped the entire building and summoned the black scythe that he had not seen for a long time. At this time, Lu Xien had the illusion that he seemed to be a different life, as if he had returned to the time of his first meeting, and everything seemed to have returned to the origin. He was like a dream, and now, he woke up from the dream.

He habitually leaned into his waist and crawled up to the corner of his mouth again. In order to avoid Victor's perception, Lucien left the light of Mara in the City of Glow. Is this a destined fate in the dark? If this is not the case, Victor, who sensed the power of light, would not risk being revealed and speak it quietly, and he would continue to be addicted to the illusion of lies.

"What are you going to do next? Kill me and control me? Just like you did in the past. Use your proud undead spell to occupy this body with only empty shells and continue to complete your revenge plan?" Without letting go, Lucien shouted to Lucien, who was likely to attack at any time: "Come on, kill me! Why don't you move, you will hesitate? Will he hesitate? Aren't the undead without emotion?"

"It's not good for you to incite me." No abnormality could be heard in his cold voice. Victor stared at Lucien calmly, watching him yell excitedly, as if he could not attack Fisher, and it could not attack.

Yes, the undead has no feelings, and it shouldn't have called this "brother" for eight years. There is any unnecessary and shouldn't exist in family affection, although they did have blood relationships before.

Fisher is the only person in the world who really cares about Wood. They are called masters and apprentices, but they are actually more like top students. While playing Wood, Victor also feels a family affection that does not belong to it. Sincerity, without any impurities, which is slightly different from the world he knew during his lifetime.

In the Psalm clan, Victor is the future patriarch. He is the heir of the inner pope, and may even inherit the throne of Nodin. No one dares. No one is willing to communicate with him in addition to polite greetings. The alienation caused by his identity made Victor think that this was the pattern of getting along between humans. As he became more and more aware of the human world that he had never seen before, Victor sadly appeared, and his heart, which should have no desire, actually responded to it. As the dead, he had an irresistible luxury without realizing it.

This perception also brings fear. As the dead, a soul whose destiny is not dominated by itself. It cannot and should not have such stupid and naive thoughts. What kind of punishment will Sivig, who is determined to regain the position of God, give up, and how can it defeat Alberrecht, who wants to become a god, achieve his long-cherished wish.

After giving the God's identity as the chosen one, Sivig seemed to fall asleep and had not appeared for many years. Ruma's behavior sounded the alarm for Victor. The chants came to mortals... From the God's defeat of the people, it is a noble ancient point for the true god: the tribe is more convenient and easier to control than the mortals. It is not ruled out that this is a warning. "Sivig can change the electorate at any time.

Lucien didn't know Victor's inner struggles and contradictions. He was thinking about Victor's purpose now.

"What the hell do you want to do? Revenge your grandfather?

"That's right, Victor doesn't want to say his true purpose. Revenge is a good cover-up. After suffering such suffering, no one will doubt that its motive has nothing to do with revenge.

"No" Your real purpose is not to revenge Lucienhara also thought that Victor approached his grandfather step by step to revenge, but what Victor showed was not just for

hatred.

When facing his grandfather, Victor might be a little extreme, but his eyes were not as crazy as revenge. He was as calm as ice, and that should not be all the Avengers' eyes.

"Even if there is a target of revenge, it is not a grandfather. You see, he doesn't hate Lucien in his eyes. He firmly believes that Victor just used revenge to hide his true purpose.

"Oh  " You observed it very carefully. Yes, I don't hate him. He is just a pawn of God, and he became the endorseor of turning the chants into history according to his already destined destiny. What I really hate is the God of Light Mara

Lucien noticed that Victor's eyes changed.

He no longer had an attitude of indifferent to anything. His bloody pupils were filled with resentment that could not be relieved. His expression and eyes were accusing him. He hated the name mentioned.

"Why? Is Mara not the ancestor of the cherry? Singheen doesn't understand that the God of Life is the legendary God who created the cherry. All the glory of the cherry comes from this God King of Light. Why did Victor hate him? The deep hatred of the cherry is beyond imagination.

Once again, Victor fell silent.

"I hate him, and I hate that he created the cherry so simple that he could not convince Lucien. What Victor wants may be just a reason. The reason to keep it alive.

I want to ask why Mara created the chants. I want to ask why he did not stop his descendants from withdrawing from history in such a sad and grieving manner for his life. Can God foresee it? Why can't he see the chants desperately in order to maintain glory, and why he watches it all

born.

How do you tell me not to think about it? How do you tell me not to speculate? How do you tell me not to think about it?

"I don't care if you want to avenge Alberrecht, I just want to know one thing. Victor "Did you kill that child?" Fisher, who had been silent, suddenly spoke.

"He did die at the hands of the killer sent by Lantiya. When I entered the middle-level world with my virtual body, I just sensed his resentment and followed him to Buch Village. Originally, I wanted to do it myself." There was always an indescribable emotion for Fisher Victor. When I first returned to the material world, Fisher was the only person who treated him sincerely. His care and pity came from his sincerity.

It is precisely because of this that Victor once envied the dead Wood, at least he had someone who really cared for him, unlike himself. He was surrounded by people with ulterior motives.

As for Lucien, Victor always couldn't help but compare him with Alberrecht.

They are both half-brothers, and they also have inheritance disputes. They are also irreconcilable relationships.

Victor laughed at the Paladin who was inconsistent with his identity in his heart countless times. Especially his jealousy in his silence reminded Victor of Alberrecht. However, as time goes by and the changes in the situation, Alberrecht's afterimage was removed from Lucien. In comparison, Lucien is much more kind, and Victor even appears. In some aspects, Lucien is more like himself, and he desires a family affection that should not be desired.

Gradually, the object of comparison was changed from Alberrecht to himself. Victor appeared sadly. If he had to switch his identities, Lucien would be the one he was the one he was. He was also destined to be in the future as soon as he was born, and he also cared about the expectations of his clan and his father, and also had a brother who was outstanding in both mind and ability.

"What a meaningless dialogue has come to this point, and Victor is no longer allowed to retreat: "Choose your future, Lucien."

Holding the long inlaid Victor in his hand tightly, he gave the last butterfly.

"Life or death, make a choice

This time it was Lucien's turn to remain silent.

How should he choose the former? Help Victor continue to play Wood or choose the latter?

Without the light of Mara, Lucien knew that he could not be Victor's opponent. In addition to his own grace and ability, holding holy objects is also one of the key factors in winning.
Chapter completed!