Cyberpunk: 2075

"Old man, in today's Night City, revenge does not care about hurting innocent people."

Listening to Karl's words, Aison Blaine's expression changed slightly.

It was as if he heard something unbelievable and unbelievable. Even NCPD police officer Andy, who was slowly walking over, ignored him and looked straight at Carl.

He stared at Carl.

That smile had disappeared unknowingly, and everything on his face was filled with a sense of absurdity.

"I never thought that today's mercenaries would have such thoughts."

Essun Brain shook his head, his eyes falling on this young man whose reputation in the Night City was no less than that of the past, and even far surpassed him: "Without hurting innocent people, could you take this path?" , Have you never harmed an innocent person? You are a mercenary, a profession destined to take human lives, but you still want to avoid harming innocent people. Do you think you are a Morgan gangster? "

Although he said "that's ridiculous," there was no smile on Aison Blaine's face.

This young man gave him a rather strange feeling.

A sincere and sunny feeling that he had never seen in Night City, and that he had never seen in his life.

If he had said that he had not harmed any innocent person, and if he had said this openly and honestly, Ison-Brain felt that he would believe it. He, a person who has now lost trust, actually felt in his heart. , if you notice it, you will believe it.

It's unbelievable, it's... ridiculous.

But Karl didn't say the words that Aison Blaine thought he would say.

Karl did not say that he had never harmed an innocent person in his mercenary career.

"I may have hurt innocent people."

Karl said: "After all, I don't know if there are really people among the gang members and company personnel I killed who have a family on their backs and have never done any bad things in daily life. I'm not sure. , because maybe there really is such a person. "

but...

"Everyone I've ever faced, I've been sure he's not innocent."

After hearing these words, Essun-Brain was silent for a moment, and then he almost subconsciously responded with words: "Do you think you are a hero, or a judge of crime?"

"I'm not."

Very simple answer.

Karl just said: "It's just that I'm happy to do it."

That's right.

willing.

It does not involve any moral matters, nor does it involve any responsibility or criticism or behavior, it is just what Carl is happy to do.

He is willing to decide whether to save the other person's life before dealing with him face to face, he is willing to work hard to save the other person when someone is affected, and he is willing to be kind to others. All of this is just because he is happy.

If he likes it, what does it matter what other people think?

"Happy...:" Aison-Brain repeated this word, looking at the young man in front of him.

There was nothing but sincerity on the young man's face, and his answers to questions were frank and direct.

Essun-Brain was sure of one thing at this moment: this young man, whether with Night City or with himself who is full of hatred,

All out of place.

Night City is a mud pit. Everyone knows it very well, but they always inevitably step into it and get stained with mud.

For this city, people usually have only two choices: one is to keep trying to clean themselves, but sink deeper and deeper; the other is to escape from this quagmire with mud all over their bodies, but will always leave mud spots on their bodies. However, This young man is different.

He stepped into the quagmire, but still maintained himself. Whether to stay, stay away, get stuck in the mud, or wash away all depends on his own wishes and ideas. He is extremely willful, willful enough to make onlookers feel the freedom of willfulness.

Completely different from myself who was bound by gang glory for the first half of my life and then bound by nihilistic hatred for thirty years. What a freedom.

How enviable..:.enviable.

‘This is the mercenary KK who sets the rules in Night City now. "

Aison Blaine sighed, and then he turned the position of the machete: "The NCPD man is left to you."

After saying this, he did not pay attention to the reactions of the four subordinates next to him. He turned the scimitar in his hand that had not rotated smoothly for many years and walked towards KK.

Today is no longer the chaotic era thirty years ago. Now there is a person who sets the rules on the streets. Although it is only a small area, although it is only part of it, it may even be just in front of the person who sets the rules, but the rules have been It was settled that Aison Blaine had to do something if he wanted to destroy it.

Aison Blaine chose what he did thirty years ago, using the proud golden scimitar in his hand to challenge this rule, and using the attitude of the past to challenge today's people:

Challenges from the past.

Carl chose to take it.

"It seems you don't want to be arrested by An Anxin."

Karl calmly stared at Essun Blaine, who was approaching with a golden scimitar. In his palm, a message was displayed on the screen of his mobile phone.

NCPD case assistance.

The use of deadly force is permitted.

Authorizer.

NCPD Sergeant Andy.

"Then I'll submit you to arrest."

The Valentino Gang, once a legend, a man half the city fears and half the city hates?

Maybe he did have this strength in the past, but in Karl's eyes, Aison Blaine is now.

"You are old and are no match for me."

To be honest, it's so harsh.

"Yeah, I'm old."

Aison Blaine's pace suddenly quickened: "But I'm not dead yet!"

"No, I think you misunderstood me.'

Looking at Aison Blaine, who should have been equipped with reflective parts, Karl's tone was still calm.

"I mean, you can't even be called a match in front of me."

Not an opponent. In addition to being invincible, there is another meaning. He is not his "opponent".

Without moving or even taking a step, when Aison Blaine rushed in front of Karl and wanted to slash with his scimitar, his body suddenly froze.

The ownership of his limbs was no longer his. In front of Karl, the old man could not even fight for one round.

"I told you I would submit you to arrest."

Karl stretched out his hand and straightened the old man's collar: "I promise you."

Carl had a certain dislike for this old man who had been pursuing hatred for thirty years. After all, he had affected innocent people. If Carl had not gotten out of the car to save and treat the two mothers and children, they would definitely have died. But this dislike Not strong either.

For a person who has been silently pursuing revenge for thirty years, his reason is still to avenge his sister. Karl always has some respect for him.

"The detention time is over. If you still want revenge, remember to call the police in advance to evacuate the crowd. The reason is that you can say that K is fighting with people. This area is dangerous. I allow you to use my reputation to do this, but... ．

Karl looked at Oriona on the ground and the relatives shown in her profile: "If possible, let the eight-year-old girl go."

Let the child go?

This sounds like too kind a word.

Karl wouldn't say whether he was innocent or not. In the face of hatred, maybe these are not important. Even if the views he has been exposed to since childhood are to eradicate the roots, there are too many consequences after looking at the history. ... .

Karl looked at Aison Blaine again.

What was he going to say? Could that girl be the only bloodline left after his revenge, or was the child still young?

Do you want to be generous to others and make judgments for others' revenge?

No.

Carl simply said:

"I beg you."

Karl has no position to express his opinion in the subsequent revenge that does not affect innocent people, and there is no law in Night City that allows him to participate in it. Therefore, his request is based on his personal identity. What will Aison Brain do? The decision, Karl didn't know.

It’s just that Karl really doesn’t like seeing death.

In response to Karl's request, Eisson-Brain was silent.

Even after he was freed from Carl's restraints, he remained silent until the NCPD officers who arrived, together with the four principals involved who were subdued by Sheriff Andy, were put into a police car. He remained silent until finally, just before the police car door was about to close, he turned around. He glanced at Karl.

"I promise you."

What did I promise you? Did Aison Blaine promise anything to Karl?

Karl didn’t know what Essun-Brain was promising him when he said he would guarantee you. Whether he was promising to use his name not to implicate innocent people, or whether he was promising to let the child go, Karl didn’t know.

but.

Aison Brain once again regained the trust he had abandoned and said, "I guarantee you."