The red light is bright.

The moment he activated the Memory Stone, a dazzling red light surrounded him.

Su Mingan felt his body light up, and then, the field of vision in front of him changed, as if he suddenly changed places.

In front of him was a floor-to-ceiling window, surrounded by a garden filled with sunshine. "He" stood in a room covered with red carpet, holding the pendant on his chest, as if waiting for someone.

...This should be Su Lin's memory.

Su Mingan tried to move, but found that he couldn't. He seemed to be confined to this past body and could only look out through Su Lin's eyes.

Suddenly, the field of vision in front of him began to shift, and Su Lin must have turned his head.

Su Mingan saw the luxurious interior decoration. It was a room filled with books. There were floating crystal balls and quills in the corner, and the emblem representing the Art Empire was on the wall.

There was a gentle knock on the door, and then, a head of brilliant blond hair slowly came into view.

"Rin." Saya smiled softly, her posture still like the most dignified lady: "I didn't expect you to invite me to the manor."

The moment he heard her words, Su Mingan realized this point in time.

Su Lin invites Saya to the manor.

This is also a time point that changes Saya's life.

"Saya, come here and take a look." Su Lin said with a gentle voice.

There is a book open on his table.

Saya walked over slowly.

"This is... "The Oracle" written by Van Dillon?" She blinked: "It's amazing, Rin. I heard that this book is full of obscure medieval texts, but you can actually understand it."

"There's nothing you can't understand." Su Lin said softly: "A book is a thing that communicates with the heart. When your heart is connected with the oracle in the book... you don't need to read hard, you can understand what Van Dillon was doing at that time.

The state of mind when writing this book.”

"Painful and struggling, desperate and free." He summed up softly: "The world is like a huge amber, and he is the solidifier who is forever struggling in it."

Saya nodded: "I have heard the story of Van Dillon."

"Can you talk to me?" Su Lin said.

Saya coughed lightly:

"I heard that three hundred years ago, the priest Van Dillon released a white dove before the church was burned down.

He did not hide or escape in the fire, but sang with all his strength, saying that he had rushed to heaven with the white doves and gained supreme freedom." Saya said: "However, the knights of the church saved him and kept him from being burned in the fire.

He died. The undead Van Dillon should have been happy about this, but he was depressed all his life... He said that his soul had gone back to heaven, and all that was left behind was a body solidified by the world."

"——He wrote this oracle with his broken heart, so that he who has flown into heaven can convey it to people through his body. Heaven still exists, and he will write honorary names for great people..." Su Lin smiled.

: "He is a soul imprisoned by the world, an existence hindered by the body. Heaven is not a place to receive the dead, but a warm land to accommodate a noble soul like him..."

"Rin, I'm glad you shared this book with me." A decent smile appeared on Saya's face, mixed with a hint of shyness: "My understanding of this book is still too shallow now. I will definitely do it in the future.

I will read this book carefully.”

Su Mingan looked at Saya carefully through Su Lin's eyes.

Saya still looked a little immature at this time, with a little baby fat on her face.

I don’t know how many years ago this happened, but it probably wasn’t long ago. Saya’s appearance was not much different from when she was on the boat.

Su Ming'an observed for a while and gradually discovered that Su Lin's behavior was completely different from normal people.

In the conversation with Saya, he behaved like a reader who loves books very much, and could quote appropriate sentences on any topic. At the same time, he seemed to be a priest with firm faith, and his words were mixed with dialogue.

Saya's induction led her to understand the gods he spoke of.

His way of speaking was gentle and controlled, and at the same time mixed with some fanaticism that made Su Mingan feel a little frightened. It seemed that if Saya in front of him went against his wishes in the slightest, he would suddenly change his face.

But Su Lin grasped the topic quite well.

This conversation seemed quite calm on the surface.

After continuing to exchange a few words with Saya, Su Lin smiled.

"Saya, do you think eternal life will be a good thing for humans?" Su Lin asked her softly.

"It should be... right." Saya said: "Live forever, watch the world for a long time, watch the changes in the world as an immortal, and don't have to be troubled by life span and health problems. For the progress and progress of human beings themselves,

In terms of long-term development, I think it is a good thing.”

Su Lin had a smile in her eyes.

"Saya, do you want to live forever?" he asked.

Saya's eyes were slightly startled.

"Does Rin want to live forever?" she asked.

"think."

"What a coincidence." Saya laughed: "If Rin wants it, I want it too."

She smiled gently, the warm light shone on her golden hair, and the side of her face was illuminated by the warm orange light by the window.

Her facial features are bright and gentle, and her temperament is not ordinary. She is like a princess walking out of the castle in a fairy tale. She just stands quietly on the red carpet, bathing in the sunshine, as if she is glowing from the inside out.

After pondering for a moment, she said softly: "A long life...if you have the company of others, I feel that this is not lonely."

Su Lin looked at her and smiled.

Saya suddenly took half a step back without warning.

"Rin." She said softly: "Why are you looking at me like that."

"What's wrong with me?"

"..." Saya took another half step back.

A look of fear suddenly appeared on the pretty face that was filled with a gentle smile.

She saw the blood-red luster flowing in Su Lin's eyes, who was originally smiling.

"Rin, your eyes..." She suddenly realized what the color meant.

Red eyes, soul clan.

Saya, who was still young, didn't understand why Rin was a soul clan.

"What's wrong?" Su Lin stretched out her white-gloved hand.

Facing the girl who seemed to be born to shine, he closed the curtains on the side to block the dazzling sunlight and made a standard invitation gesture.

"Miss Saya, come with me for eternity." He said, "You have already agreed to my invitation."

Saya screamed, turned around and ran away.

The lights swayed on the platform, and a very long shadow trailed behind the escaping girl.

Su Lin's eyes were filled with confusion.

"Miss Saya?" he called softly.

Saya ran out of the door, her long blond hair hanging behind her back, her eyes dazzling in the warm light.

Su Lin followed him leisurely, as if he had anticipated the outcome.

"Miss Saya, walk slowly and be careful where you step." Su Lin's steps were neither urgent nor slow, but very fast.

The blood light reflected in his eyes. He followed the girl's steps and gently pressed her shoulder with his hand.

"Don't you want to live forever?" he asked.

The girl collapsed and fell to the ground, her eyes filled with tears.

"Rin, please let me go. I won't reveal the secret that you are a Soul Clan. Even if you are a Soul Clan, I will..."

"No." Su Lin interrupted her: "You promised me."

As he spoke, his fingers turned into claws and pierced his own heart.

Golden liquid dripped from his fingertips, and he held down Saya gently, but it seemed effortless, like holding down a white mouse.

The lights flickered.

Black shadows swayed on the wall, like giant beasts lurking in the night that began to appear and appear.

The breeze blew through the pages of the book spread out in the room. As the pages were turned, there was a note from Su Lin on the title page:

【And still return to death.】

【...But my reputation will last forever.】

…

"Van Dylan's body is dead."

"But his soul seems to be imprisoned by the world and cannot ascend to heaven."

"He lives a melancholy life, like a coelenterate living with simple physiological functions."
To be continued...