Owen Kuntina and the others came to a border town near the border of the Flan Kingdom, and after asking the residents of the town, they found the only hotel here.

The hotel is not big, two floors, one floor is a dining room and a tavern, and the second floor has seven or eight rooms, and the decoration is a bit poor, but fortunately it is considered warm. The fireplace burned in the inquiry, making a sound of Titicaca. Just like a safe haven, several travelers in cloaks surrounded the fireplace for heating.

After Quintina asked the boss to get the door key, she went into the room to take a shower alone. It is worth mentioning that Owen asked for a room alone, and he liked to be alone.

Irving was not in a hurry to sleep, nor was he as clean as Quintina. After looking at the room, he found that it was too small, so he had to go downstairs again, take out the drawing board and paint in the hall, and start the fun that he could not move every day, that was painting.

Irving didn't know what to draw. People's imagination is very scarce. They can't imagine things they have never seen before. Even if they imagined something that did not exist, they just combined things they had seen with their own eyes and could only imagine things within their cognition.

"Rod..."

"Rod..."

"Rod..."

Owen murmured to himself and began to draw a portrait of Rhodes, who was obsessed with it.

On the contrary, Irving was not a lunatic. Before meeting Rhodes, he was a gentle person. Even if he treated others as bedbugs, his face was warm.

All are imprisoned in their own shells, and it is impossible for people to understand each other. Irving knows this well. He cannot impose his ideas on others. Others have their own ways of living, whether it is poverty, high or low, happy or not. In short, they have their own set of rules of life. They cannot understand them, just as they cannot understand themselves.

But after meeting Rhodes, everything changed. When you are about to get close to the truth and the origin, it is difficult for you to restrain your inner emotions. Owen also lost his composure for a while. If everyone else was like himself, on the day of the hunting ceremony, you might be able to see Rhodes' true face. Under Rhodes' human appearance, the abyss of terror, the source of truth, and the ultimate of things.

Fortunately, thirty years have passed, and Irving has been slightly freed from that madness. He may have no intersection with Rhodes in his life, that's all.

Originally, Owen thought so, it was difficult to meet the same person again on this contestant’s nearly infinite path.

That's what you think.

Ten minutes later.

A strange and hoarse voice came, awakening Owen's consciousness that was immersed in painting.

"Do you... know this man?"

A traveler took off his cloak, stared at Owen's drawing board, swallowed his throat, his eyes full of incredible. Is that man... actually here too?

"you……"

Owen's hand trembled with his brush, and accidentally touched the turbid palette on the table, and colorful liquid flowed all over the floor.

"I had a chance to kill this man."

The traveler's voice trembled, not caring about Irving at all, just like his daughter's just dead father, looking at the relics of his daughter's death, stretched out his rough hand and picked up the drawing board, staring at Rhodes on the drawing.

Irving has excellent painting skills. The oil paintings he painted can be restored nearly 100%. Traveler stared at the people in his paintings, exactly the same as the men in his memory, like long black hair like a ghost-shaped figure in a horror movie, with a gentle smile, and the muscles at the corners of his mouth are twitching gently, trying to hide his contempt. He is such a man, rolling his eyes on the world and joining in with the world. This is the most clever way of dealing with the world.

Irving restored this man and presented it to the traveler.

The traveler's black eyes were mixed with two extreme eyes, one was endless guilt and the other was endless excitement.

So Irving asked the traveler to sit down and bought him a cup of tea.

The traveler was still immersed in a deep shock, his pupils lost their focal length. He would never have thought that there would be such a day when he could still meet this man. He was obviously dead. In that plane crash, was he called to the infinite road after his death? No wonder, a villain like that is born with strong luck.

"I could have killed him...I could have killed him..."

The traveler repeatedly said this sentence, he had a chance.

He looked in his twenties, but obviously had the vicissitudes of life that were not in his twenties. Whether it was his greasy black hair that had not been washed for several months, his stubble face and his withered face, he looked like a middle-aged unemployed vagrant mingling in a game hall on the street.

"Do you know him? Before the Infinite Road?"

Irving is as excited as a traveler. He has penetrated into Rhodes' inner world. Rhodes' concept puzzle is an endless vortex.

At that time, Irving thought that this vortex was Rhode's concept puzzle, but in fact it was not the case. This situation was because Rhode's inner world was too deep and the vortex was just a channel. Irving did not see Rhode's concept, or he only saw a little. The sound like a drop of water directly caused Irving to fall into violence and chaos at that time. It took more than 20 years to recover a little rationality.

Of course, if Irving had not eaten the "umbilical cord" connecting the "god", he would have been dead and annihilated in chaos.

"Yes, this man should have died in my hands. If I hadn't let him go, I wouldn't have sacrificed more people later."

The traveler remembered the plane crash. Rhodes harmed not only all the past in his life, but also his adoptive father and mother, but also thousands of lives in the street. The aftermath of the plane explosion destroyed all the surrounding buildings, which was a terrible bad news.

"Irving, my name is Irving."

Irving was interested in communicating with this man in depth. Rather than being interested, he had to communicate with this man and learn more about Rhodes.

"Is that true? You know this man too, when?"

The traveler doesn't seem to want to tell his name.

"I only said a few words to him in the last round of the game."

Owen then told the traveler everything.

Time goes back, and Lear's pain is exchanged for everyone's future.

Irving told the traveler all the events, even trivial details, of the previous round of the game.

After hearing this, the traveler did not react much, but murmured: "Yes, that's his style, he is such a person. He loves tragedy, because at the bottom of the tragedy, there are the most noble and beautiful things. This is Rhodes' art, and his works have great souls that make people sigh."
Chapter completed!