Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 1020 116. Blake Shaw! Count your sins! --【33】

(Lonely’s plus chapter is for lonely people~Happy Valentine’s Day~If you don’t have a girl, let Blake accompany you to celebrate Valentine’s Day!)

Fenner randomly selected a set of clothes from her bratty brother's closet and put them on, and she even took the initiative to help Blake clean up his territory.

Thanks to the fact that the two siblings are about the same height, Fenner is a little taller than Blake, so she can wear pirate clothes, and she has a unique charm after wearing them.

After changing his clothes, the stupid warrior with a big heart became full of energy again, as if he had suddenly forgotten the bad things just now, and enthusiastically devoted himself to the work of making a sin monument for Blake.

She held the carving knife enthusiastically and said to the pirate:

"So, where are the stones used to make the sin monument? Let's start carving. I will make you a beautiful sin monument."

Alas, this idiot really doesn't know how to hide his emotions.

Needless to say, there was a sparkle in her eyes. She must have wanted to take revenge on the spot for the bad things Blake had done to her after getting Black's crime monument.

She was already looking forward to the sight of the stinky pirate being so scared that he peed his pants.

But Blake waved his hand and explained:

"It's not that easy. I can make a sin monument for you immediately because I already know the true name of your sin. This is actually the most difficult part of making a sin monument.

Before you know the true name of a person's sin, the sin tablet you make at random has no binding force. This thing must accurately describe the name of a soul and its matching sin.

It also requires his psychic connection to take effect.

Just like doing a legal justice, the sentence structure can be free, but the content cannot be wrong. It can be less, not more, and not wrong. The more accurate the description of sin, the stronger the binding force of the sin monument.

Therefore, in order to make a monument to my sins, I must first understand my sins. "

"Is it so complicated?"

Fenna widened her eyes and said:

"Then what is the true name of my sin?"

"Didn't I write everything just now? Didn't you see it?"

Blake looked at his idiot sister in surprise and said:

"After your brain, are your eyes also inoperable?"

"Whatever nonsense, I saw it."

Fenner emphasized:

"But I only saw a line of text describing me. I couldn't see the real name of the sin. You wrote it like a poem. Who can understand it if you are not an artist?

Can't it be simpler? "

"The vague description in artistic words is to protect you, idiot!"

Blake sighed and rewrote Fenner's sin tablet on the paper in front of him.

He felt that no one was listening around him, and ordered his inner demon to close his perception. Then he pointed to the few lines on the paper in a low voice and analyzed it to Fenner:

"'Her talent is unparalleled, her greatness is expected tomorrow, and her enemies are extremely sinful. At least she believes so.' This sentence represents your first sin.

That is, self-identified arrogance is also your main sin.

You have believed that you will do something great since you were a child. You are very self-centered and rarely listen to the advice of others. The best example is that you gave up magic and chose the name of a warrior. "

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Fenner retorted:

"Isn't this called being independent and determined?"

Blake glanced at her and said:

"Then I can also understand it as 'arrogance' and 'stubbornness'. I'm not trying to argue with you, I just want to tell you, don't use mortal morality to block the punishment standards of the Shadow Realm.

That set of rigid dogma is the coldest and most neutral judgment made without adding any personal emotions. It has nothing to do with who you think you are.

Stop refuting and listen carefully! "

"oh."

Fenner closed her mouth, and Blake pointed to the next sentence and said:

“‘Following the path chosen for her by those she trusts, she is not ashamed of the opinions of others.’ This refers to your second sin, which is blind obedience.

Think about it yourself.

After meeting me, how many times have you thought about it?

Your judgment on all major matters will be based on the advice I give you.

To put it mildly, you have become a sword in my hand. What you just said also proves this. You take my will as your will.

I'm not saying this is bad, I like the way we get along.

I come up with bad ideas and you execute them. I am the evil mastermind and you are the black glove. They work together perfectly. But obviously from a neutral perspective, your behavior is a standard act of scheming against a tiger and a precursor to evil.

It's your decision to do so.

This is obviously a sin too. "

"Their requirements are really strict."

Fenner complained, glanced at Blake, and said:

"But I don't think there's anything wrong with it, and you won't hurt me."

"Very well, keep thinking that way."

Blake raised his head, showed a smile, patted Fenner's face, and said:

"What a good boy."

"Right?"

Fenner also laughed.

"Then there is the last sin, 'excusing yourself with 'courage' and blind obedience in the name of indulgence." It talks about your last characteristic, the pursuit of power.

Odin advises you to challenge powerful enemies to gain the power of courage, and that's exactly what you're doing.

This sin might be better explained as 'greed'. "

The smelly pirate glanced at Fenner and said:

"You are indeed longing for something you shouldn't have. You know it is wrong, but you are still longing for it."

"I do not understand!"

Fenna made a serious face and said coldly:

"I don't feel that any of my desires are undeserved."

"Yeah?"

Blake sneered and put his hand on Fenner's waist. The stupid warrior's cheeks suddenly turned red, but he did not refuse the pirate's hand to continue downward.

"Do you understand what I mean now?"

The smelly brother took back his hand, tore up the note in his hand and burned it to ashes.

He said:

"You are still alive, which means your life is still going on. These sins can be corrected by you in your later life. If you correct them, it means that you will become a 'perfect soul' in the eyes of the arbiter of the Shadow Realm. '.

You may be able to join the "Destined Ones" organization under its command and exist forever in the eternal city of Opolis, which is the best destination for all souls. "

"to not fix!"

The idiot soldier turned away and said in an unhappy tone:

"Why should I change it? If they think I am wrong, am I wrong? I think I am good as I am now, and will I still be me after making these changes?

I don’t want that kind of wooden life.

As for what sin?"

Fenner rolled her eyes, lowered her head, hugged Blake's shoulders, and said in his ear:

"I will get what I desire. Don't try to stop me. A fool like Sephiel can get what he wants. I don't believe I can't do it."

"Ahem, before you take any further action, I want to warn you, little girl."

Blake said in a long voice:

"I'm in charge of your crime monument, so you'd better be decent. Do you want to change into another pair of pants?"

"boom"

Fenner's fist hit the pirate on the head, and she screamed angrily:

"You are so bad!"

"Okay, stop making trouble. I came to you because I trust you and asked you to help me count my sins."

Blake took out the notebook he carried with him, handed it to Fenner, and said:

"I have written all my life since my birth on it. You go through it roughly first and write down the sins you think are, and then I will count them again in detail."

"Why do you need me to do this?"

Fenner took the pirate diary and said doubtfully:

"Shouldn't you find someone smarter? For example, yourself. You should know the meaning of sin better than me, right?"

"There are three reasons."

The pirate stood up and walked towards the Vengeful Spirit in the corner of the cabin, ready to continue training.

He moved his fingers and said:

"First, people cannot judge their own past neutrally. No matter how wise and calm I am, there will always be some subjective deviations when facing my own past, or I will deliberately omit some shameful black history.

So it's best to find someone else to do this job.

Second, this is a sin.

It is a loophole in the soul, an emotional weakness, a knife that can be exploited by the enemy! If you choose just one person to help, you are handing the knife into the hands of others.

So it has to be someone I trust.

Sephiel can't do this job, she. She won't say anything bad about me, she will only help me beautify my past.

The third thing. "

Blake looked back at Fenner and said:

"I have your crime monument, and I can guarantee that you won't leak the secret. Besides, we are siblings, so even if it's about dark history, it doesn't matter. You also love to read third-rate novels, and your impressions and refined descriptions of characters are better than others. People are more precise.”

"So I am the person you trust the most?"

Idiot Fenner said with bright eyes:

"Am I so important in your heart?"

"What do you think?"

The pirate asked a rhetorical question instead of answering.

He knew Fenner would come up with an answer that would please her.

This fool is hopeless.

"Hahaha, you actually liked the maid who took care of you when you were a child, and even kissed her secretly? Did you still record it in your diary? What kind of crime is this?

Lust? "

Fenner slapped the table and laughed wildly. She looked at the black history diary in front of her, holding her stomach and said:

"No, no, I have to tell Little Star."

"Um?"

Blake, who was training the Spirit of Vengeance, glanced at Fenner faintly, and then took out the sin monument from the bag. This action made Fenner curl her lips and put away her smile.

She asked:

"What counts as a sin?"

"Everything you think is bad counts, but only those bad behaviors that happen more than once and last for a long time can be called sins."

Blake replied, but Fenner immediately frowned and asked:

"When will this be settled?"

"I just let you pick it out, I will go through it again later. And every soul that goes to the Shadow Realm has more or less problems. There is no truly perfect soul.

Therefore, the accusers of Revendreth's sins generally only choose the main sin of the soul, and do not pay attention to the details.

For example, when I was a child, they would not look down on things like secretly kissing the maid. "

The pirate commanded the monkey version of the Spirit of Vengeance to flicker, causing the guy to bump into the bookshelf. He rubbed his forehead and said:

"From this point of view, the punishment mechanism of the Shadow Realm is actually very flexible. It does not deliberately pursue impossible perfection. It is not as rigid as you think.

continue. "

"Um."

Fenner nodded and continued to read Blake's diary.

The pirate actually didn't tell her something. The diary in Fenner's hand recorded events in Derek Proudmoore's life. His own diary was on the table.

The reason why he came to Fenner was because the pirate didn't really want to live through Drake's short life again.

He didn't want to be influenced by Drake.

Fenner quickly read the diary according to the standards given by the pirates, and she complained:

"Your first nineteen years were too perfect, weren't you? I'm almost jealous. It was so pure and flawless that you couldn't find any bad habits. Are you sure this is your true record?

I can't fault it other than being a weakling. "

"Yeah, I almost forgot that I used to be a very nice and sunny person."

Blake said without looking back:

"Let's continue reading the second book, that one is very 'expert'."

"Let me take a look."

Fenner picked up the diary recording Blake's life and exclaimed after turning a few pages:

"Wow, this book is really interesting!

In just two pages, I can see that you are not a good person. You actually kill fish people to obtain anima fragments? Murlocs are so cute and stupid, how can you kill them?

You're really a bad person and you're using moldy bread to trick Bumbolba. "

The pirate was too lazy to complain about Fenner's words and continued to train the Spirit of Vengeance.

Fenner at the table became more and more silent as she watched, and the smile on her face became less and less. After reading the mental journey recorded by Blake himself, she became depressed.

She read about the pirates' psychological activities when making decisions, and felt the profit considerations spilling out between the lines, as well as the plans that extended from those vicious thoughts.

This evil self-analysis was an eye-opener for her.

It was like reading a criminal's autobiography. Halfway through the book, Finna's eyes turned strange when she looked at Blake. She seemed to be saying, why isn't such a bastard locked up in the Tordago Black Prison? ?

It would be dangerous to let him run around, okay?

Then she turned to the next page, and Fenner was immediately shocked.

Good guy, Blake actually planned to be arrested in a black prison and recruit "talents" there! I'm really glad that this later plan was abandoned by himself.

She tried to get into Blake's mindset and gave up after a few minutes.

No, my brain, which had not been used for a long time, protested.

It couldn't keep up with this kind of overall thinking, just like an old graphics card couldn't carry 3A masterpieces. Fenner felt like her brain was going to smoke.

whispering sound.

It’s not bold enough to think so much about any random thing! There is no sense of substitution at all! This Blake's Dark Diary gave her no reading experience, negative review!

After watching more than half of it, Fenner couldn't stand it anymore.

She felt that if the guy described in the diary was not her dear brother, she would definitely pick up the sword and kill this evil guy herself.

The depressed idiot warrior raised her head and looked at the busy Blake in front of her. She dropped her quill and said:

"Get me some more paper, I can't write anymore."

"Have you finished reading?"

Blake asked, Fenner waved her hand and said:

"Not yet. I've only seen less than a third of it, but I've summarized your sins. Come, take a look."

The pirate stepped forward and saw that Fenner's hand was filled with three pieces of paper. His eyes widened and he said in a long voice:

"No way, so many? Didn't I ask you not to deduct small details and only record the main crime?"

"I really only recorded the main sins! I didn't include the little things like the gnome stealing money, the father's kindness and the son's filial piety, and the deception of the girl's innocence. I didn't include it, right?"

Fenner complained:

"I feel that after reading your diary, I can write at least the same amount of things. Others have a little sin in their souls, but you have a soul mixed with your sins, right?

No wonder you were so generous in handing over your sin monument to me.

If only one tenth of these things were accurate, your monument of sin would probably be at least as big as a mountain, and I wouldn't be able to carry it on my back.

Compared with you, I... no, most people in this world are as pure as saints, and those guys who call themselves the big bad guys are completely justice envoys who uphold justice and are willing to do good. "

Hearing Fenner's description, Blake was not ashamed, but nodded proudly and praised:

"As expected of me."

"Look at all this dirty information. Who would dare to say I'm a good person if I take it out?"