Endless Debt

The first ray of dawn rose from the end of the horizon, penetrated the dense trees, crossed the endless wilderness, fell on the rumbling train, and shone on Boluogo's face through the narrow gap in the curtains. .

Waves of warmth caressed Boluogo's cheek, waking him up from his deep sleep. He slowly opened his eyes. Boluogo was stunned for a few seconds, then blinked hard, and squeezed his face with both hands, as if Scrub off the ice that has solidified on it.

Boluogo slept in a sitting position all night, and his whole body was stiff. He got up from his seat and stood there and moved his body briefly.

Others were still asleep, or perhaps awake, but unwilling to come out.

After the incident last night, Bologg asked Duva to go to sleep in his room, while Bologg was responsible for keeping vigil... In fact, there was nothing to keep vigil with. With Lebius here, with his powerful etheric perception, few people could Approach here silently.

Even so, Boluogo stayed stubbornly and sat here for a night, meditating.

According to Uriel, for this operation, the Field Service Department dispatched several action teams, and the Crow's Nest cooperated to spread a lot of fraudulent intelligence.

Obviously, last night's attack was the result of successful fraudulent intelligence. It is currently unclear how the Zongge Orchestra knew about the Bureau of Order's movements. At least before arriving at the Free Port, Boluogo and his party should not encounter any other incidents.

Is it really so?

As soon as Boluogo closed his eyes, he thought of the blood-stained and broken window.

After inspecting the entire train, Boluogo found nothing unusual. Even the smell of decay that he smelled before had long since disappeared.

There were no demons, no hostile condensers, and no abnormal information, but Boluoge just couldn't let go.

The fighting broke out concentratedly at the rear of the car, and even the demons died in this area. But in several carriages further away, fighting seemed to have broken out.

A demon who broke away from the team?

There is a certain possibility that the demon is completely dominated by hunger. He rarely has moments of sanity and has difficulty obeying orders. It is not impossible to attack unconscious passengers in order to satisfy his hunger.

And then...someone killed the demon.

The other party must be well aware of the existence of demons and the difference between them and ordinary people. After the battle, he even specially handled the scene.

Boluogo repeatedly inspected and found nothing. Is the opponent's rank higher than his? In this case, it is impossible for Lebius not to notice it, so there is only one possibility left.

The other party is an ordinary person, an ordinary person who has the ability to hunt demons.

It may sound surprising to others, but Boluogo thinks this is nothing. Before becoming a sublime master, Boluogo had the ability to hunt demons.

No... the other party may be better than Boluogo. Boluogo has an immortal body, which allows him to give it a try without any scruples, but the other party is only a mortal body. Every time he fights with the devil, there are Possibility of physical death.

This requires extraordinary courage.

"Good morning, Bologo."

Aimu opened the door and greeted Boluogo. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and sat down next to Boluogo.

Because he can dream, Aimu likes to sleep very much. For a rational machine, chaotic dreams are a novel experience that he has never had before. No matter how many times he tries, he never gets bored.

After waking up for a few minutes, Aimu then asked, "Are you okay if you haven't slept? I just said you should let that Dua sleep on the chair..."

"It's nothing," Boluogo shook his head, "I was just thinking about something."

Bologg's eyes shuttled between the carriages. On this train, in addition to Bologg and the others, there was an ordinary person who had the ability to hunt demons. Because the other person was an ordinary person, Bologg was stunned for a moment. He actually didn't have the ability to find the other party.

never mind.

Boluogo whispered in his heart that his first priority now was to search for the tenth group and regain the original objects, and he could not share his energy on these unknown events.

Opening the curtains, bright light shone into his eyes, dispelling the gloom in the carriage. Bologna would have to spend a long time on the train.

…

"So who are you anyway?"

Early in the morning, in the restaurant car, the girl's mouth was full of food and her voice was unclear.

"Don't talk while you're eating."

Irwin whispered, not wanting to break the silence of the restaurant. As soon as he finished speaking, Irwin's expression twitched, he picked up a tissue and sneezed loudly.

The girl sat opposite, laughing endlessly.

Irwin frowned, as soon as he saw the girl, he felt an endless sense of absurdity in his heart.

She had just experienced a life-and-death fight with demons last night. Irwin killed three demons with brutal means in front of her. A normal person's reaction would be to scream, but she just vomited... This is still innocent. It's a physiological reaction. Psychologically, this guy has no problem at all.

No, only when there is no problem at all can there be a big problem.

The girl's psychological quality was so strong that when he thought about the crucial rescues made by the girl during the fight, Irwin felt in a daze. What on earth had he encountered? Are all young people today like this?

Are you so capable of accepting new things? And the mentality is so good?

After encountering the condenser, the girl covered herself with her coat and fell asleep calmly. The girl's sleep quality was very good, and she woke up in a daze at dawn.

As for Irwin…

Irwin woke up from the cold several times in the middle of the night. He wanted to get his coat back several times, but he gave it all up and now Irwin suspected he had a cold.

Sure enough, I am still old. I remember when I was young, I swam in the sea all night, and I was still very active when I climbed ashore.

"Isn't it really what I think?"

The girl swallowed the food and rubbed her hands excitedly, "Retired killer?"

"And those people are your enemies? A revenge drama?"

"Shut up." In order to stop the girl's mouth, Irwin gave her his share of food. "After finishing my food, we will go our separate ways."

Irwin likes to be alone, no matter what time. He has lived alone for a long time. Even if he meets any interesting people on the journey, Irwin will take the initiative to leave after being with them for a period of time.

Irwin doesn't like separation, so he will leave before he has the emotion that is difficult to let go.

"Break up?" The girl shook her head vigorously, "No, no, no, you have also seen the cooperation between us. We are a perfect partner."

"I can help you. We have killed enemies together. We are teammates on the same front now, right?"

Irwin looked at the girl expressionlessly, his meaning was clear.

"You...you're not going to kill me to silence me, are you?"

The girl pretended to be panicked, her eyes wandering around. This doesn't fool Irvin.

"Then what should I do? What if a killer comes to kill me? You are the one who killed me. I...I saved your life!"

The girl hesitated, but in the end she had no choice but to confess.

"Okay, okay, I just ran away from home because I had a conflict with my family."

"Where are you going?"

"Freeport."

"Why go there?"

"Because my sister is there," the girl said with great energy when mentioning her sister. "My sister is very good to me, better than others. I am going to live with my sister."

Irwin understood that this time the girl did not lie, her eyes were full of truth.

"May I have your name."

Irwin felt that he had asked this question many times, but every time the girl would escape in various ways.

"I won't tell you," the girl said. "My family has told me not to tell my name to strangers."

Irwin's expression briefly twisted and he coughed hard.

This bastard just helped him kill the three-headed demon last night. In the girl's words, they were comrades on the same front and partners for the rest of the journey. But she pretended to be a good boy and said she couldn't tell strangers their names.

Irwin just wanted to get rid of the girl as soon as possible, "We'll say goodbye after we meet your sister."

The girl said unexpectedly, "Ah... I thought you would abandon me when you arrived at Freeport."

"Freeport is not a good place. You might be sold to the Kogadel Empire the next day as soon as you get off the train."

Irwin was familiar with Freeport. He had spent a lot of time there when he was young and had been sold several times. Those experiences were terrible.

To make matters worse, those cattle and sheep were worth more than Irwin, which made Irwin doubt his own value.

The girl was stunned for a few seconds and couldn't help but said, "Irwin, you are such a good person."

"I just uphold noble principles and work hard for it..."

Irwin's eyes changed mid-sentence, "How do you know my name?"

"Huh? Isn't this your note?"

The girl picked up Irwin's notes from her arms and turned to the first page, which was Irwin's signature.

Irvin Fleischer.

Seeing his precious notes in the girl's hands, Irwin immediately became angry. The girl undoubtedly touched Irvin's bottom line, but before the anger was released, the girl said something Irwin had never thought of.

"So...are you a poet?"

The girl looked at Irwin seriously. She didn't notice that her behavior aroused Irwin's anger. She was just curious, like a deer in the wild that poked its head into a human tent.

"poet?"

For a moment, Irwin's anger disappeared, and he took a long breath and affirmed.

"Yes, I am a poet."

"Um……"

The girl nodded as she opened the notes and pointed to one of the pages, "So it's me that's written here, right?"

"Uh-huh!"

Irwin became embarrassed, not to mention angry, and now he was still a little ashamed. His imagined image of the girl was written in it, as for the girl's actual situation.

Irwin knew nothing about the girl, not even her name.

"If you feel this is an invasion of your privacy, I can rip out the page."

In fact, there is no privacy at all. It is more of Irwin's fantasy. He fantasizes about everyone's image and understands their true side, feeling the gap between fantasy and reality.

"No, I think it's pretty good."

The girl read Irwin's fantasy version of herself with a light voice, as if she was telling an ancient story.

"On the dark platform, she is so bright, like the only color in a black and white movie... I can't understand this girl, she is so weird, like a deer walking out of a fairy tale, you can only see her in the dense forest The figure shuttles back and forth, but can never catch up with her..."

The girl closed the note and handed it back to Irwin.

Her wine-red eyes stared at Irwin, and her voice was as clear as if she was the only voice left in the world.

"Do you know Cinderella?"

"How could I not know this well-known fairy tale?"

"I love that fairy tale... Cinderella!"

Irwin remembered this name. It was the Cinderella who was favored by fate in the fairy tale.

The girl smiled brightly.

"You can call me Cinderella."