She Chooses To Destroy the World

"No, no, isn't this inappropriate? Look, how can a noble lady like you stay in my den for a while? My place is messy and stinking, and you go to the quasi-guarantee to disgust me."

"I'm not a young lady, and I can't match up with Noble." Alice can't be fooled by him at all. "I'm a mercenary background. Many times, as long as there is a half roof on my head, it's not bad. The smell of the house doesn't matter. , I still slept in the dead."

Coremo's state was visibly sluggish again, and his whole body collapsed.

Alice raised her head:

"lead the way."

What can Coremo do? He can only listen. The ring of contract was hot on his finger from time to time, reminding him that he had been dangling on the edge of breach of contract all the time. He didn't know exactly how the ring was set when it was made, but in any case, he didn't want to take the risk of experimenting.

Since the boss says he wants to live in his house... then come on.

Generally speaking, social scum like Corimo, who lives by fraud, usually does not have a fixed residence, but Corimo considers himself an "artist" and believes that his address will never be discovered by anyone, so he does not I move frequently, only when I feel necessary, and occasionally stay in a familiar hotel for two days. He has a small house with stables, which is actually pretty good, but it is a bit smaller and the stables are narrow. However, he has always lived alone and never thought about the visitors he would bring. This size should be just right for him.

Coremo put the Alice ribbon to the stable first.

This stable was prepared for his short-footed mare. Not only was the place small, but the roof was also quite low. It would be uncomfortable for Circillian to get in.

Cecilian neighed not very pleasantly.

Alice touched the horse's nose:

"Circe, what's the matter?"

Circelian, who appeared in the form of a horse, could not speak in Alice's mind at the same time, but could only neigh and feel wronged like a real horse.

Coremo will never let go of this opportunity:

"Your horse must also think that my place is too miserable. My Jacqueline doesn't mind sharing the stable with other horses, but your such a good horse is too wronged to live here... I know there are nearby A nice hotel, the stables are big and spacious. The rooms are clean and very cheap."

Corimo bit the words "extraordinarily cheap" very hard, for fear that she could not understand it clearly.

"It doesn't matter, just let it be here, it's a good boy, and he will definitely be good." When Alice wanted to save money, even Cecilia couldn't shake her determination. She took out a way to deal with "awkwardness", leaned in and kissed the horse's nose.

The black steed froze suddenly, and Alice fiddled with its mane and led it into the stable smoothly.

"Now go and have a look in your room." She turned her head and said to Corimo.

Coremo knew he had no choice but to take the key and open the door.

Corimo's home is not as chaotic as he described before. This guy has high requirements for the quality of life, and he can even be called a sentimental, all kinds of furnishings are carefully designed. In addition to the black robes used as "work clothes" on the hangers, there are also a few cool looking clothes, probably for dating. Alice has never been a guest in other people's homes, and has never lived in a house full of life, so she visited them with great interest. Corimo, who had completely resigned himself, went to the kitchen, improvised the available ingredients, and made a dinner for the two of them.

Dinner is fried noodles. The biggest advantage of this kind of food is that all kinds of ingredients can be put in without any inconsistency. Corimo knew that he would not be able to return for a while, so he had to take this opportunity to eat up all the fresh vegetables stored at home.

In fact, according to Alice's usual habits, she prefers to eat some meat at every meal. But since there is a free dinner, Alice will never object to it, not to mention that this guy's craftsmanship is actually pretty good. Alice felt more and more that she really did the right thing to find such a guide.

After dinner, digest and digest a little bit, and then you can go to bed.

Coremo only has one bed, and needless to say, the bed is for the boss to sleep. He found out the blankets that he didn't usually use, spread them on the sofa, and dealt with it all night.

Perhaps because this day was a bit too difficult for Corimo, as soon as he lay on the sofa, he heard even breathing, apparently falling asleep immediately.

Alice also lay down, but she couldn't fall asleep that fast, because just as she was about to rest, Circilian's voice came over:

"You're so hard-hearted, just leave me in that broken stable."

Alice actually heard from his voice... grievance?

"But aren't you here now?" Alice's heart was hardened, "Remember to go back early tomorrow morning, otherwise you should be found out."

"I regret following you in this form. I am a god. I should have been, uh... more majestic."

Circelian had indeed been majestic in front of Alice, but since his first incarnation as a horse, this thing seemed to...have disappeared a lot.

But Alice was still willing to say something that would make Circillian a little bit happy:

"It's so nice. It's very warm and gentle, and it's easy to communicate with me. It can connect with me."

"We are also connected now."

"It doesn't count now." Alice said, "You can come into my mind, and I am transparent in front of you. You can talk to me at any time as long as you want, and I can hear your voice, some I can touch you at the same time, but the real you is far behind the invisible tent. However, when you are a horse, although you cannot speak, I can perceive you more truly."

Cecilian was silent for a second, and asked a little hesitantly:

"I feel you are...nervous?"

"Yes, I am nervous. Talking to each other in my head is not the way humans are used to it. This way will constantly remind me that I am talking to a supreme existence that I can never fully understand."

"I never noticed this..."

"You have the ability to perceive, but you ignore it." Alice said softly, "The difference between gods and humans is too great, maybe you will never understand humans."

Alice used very mild words and did not directly point out the arrogance of the gods. But Cecilian still seemed to be uneasy about this.

"But we used to have coherence." He seemed to want to grasp something that could prove the close connection between them. "We do have an extraordinary close relationship."

"Of course, but you also know that such a link is dangerous for humans. At the moment when we were in sync, your power filled my body and almost tore me to pieces."

This is a fact, the difference between humans and gods exists naturally. Cecilian was silent, seemingly unable to respond to her words.

But Alice's purpose is not to embarrass Circillian, she just wants to show herself more.

"I swore allegiance to you." She continued, "You gave me plenty of time to make this decision, and I made this choice because you deserve my allegiance. But at the same time, I also long for a deeper connection. , Not only longing for the power you bestow, but also longing for your soul. You are my god, please tell me, have I longed for too much, and I have surpassed the boundary between gods and believers?"

As the girl said, she stretched out her palm towards the void, and the invisible hand of the **** in the void clasped her fingers.

"I have been looking forward to believers," Cecilian said, "I have been looking forward to being awakened for hundreds of years and thousands of years. New flowers are planted in the middle. But the power of the gods comes from humans. If humans cannot make up their minds to break the world, I will sleep forever.

"I once suspected that this day would never come. I used to think that my existence was just a mistake in the consciousness of the world, but you suddenly appeared, leaving the world with an impossible broken. You are the seed of miracles, yes The flower of hope. You are my believer and an irreplaceable existence. You should not be limited by the human organism. Perhaps one day, you will rise to the realm of gods, approaching the infinity where I am... At that time, I Everything will be opened for you."

Cecilian seemed to be making a certain promise, but his words were too abstract, and the promise made was incomprehensible. Alice could only open her eyes bewilderedly and stare at the ceiling in the dark in vain.

"A mortal's body is too heavy, and I can't take you to another place at this moment." Cecilian sighed, "But I can lift up a corner of the world of absolute infinite ideas and let you feel my world a little bit."

The moment Cecilian's voice fell, Alice noticed that the ceiling in front of her had changed.

What did she see? That is not what human language can record. Human civilization is as bright as a galaxy. However, the world of absolute ideals in which Cecilian is located is magnificent, beyond the imaginable range of human beings, and full of unknown mysteries. Alice felt her heart beating wildly, and the strong shock was speechless and immersed everyone who saw it.

"This is just a corner of the world of ideas, and it has been infinitely weakened." Cecilian told her, "Only when you are in the realm of the gods, can you have enough mental strength to withstand all this... Would you like to be with me in the future? "

This was really a tempting invitation, but she didn't immediately answer it.

"The world of absolute ideals is indeed fascinating," Alice's voice trembled slightly, and she had not yet fully returned from the shock just now. "Unfortunately, I naturally like to act with intuition and cannot easily adapt to the glare of ideals. Compared to being able to withstand the ideal world, I hope you will give me life that will never get tired."

Alice was kissed softly on the forehead by Circillian:

"The life that never gets tired is here. The fire of your life is enough to illuminate the world, and it can also illuminate you and me. Now I put this invitation on hold for the future to come true. But at this moment I swear to you, as long as I have enough strength, I will surely appear in a human form, and show all the me you can understand before you."

With the new vow, the relationship between the gods and his followers seems to be getting closer. But apart from this, they have other things to discuss.

Cecilian paused for a while, and gave instructions to his followers:

"Don't go to the Mage Tower for the time being tomorrow. Stay here. Tomorrow night, go to the tavern you've been to, where we will meet incredible things. Maybe...can facilitate some conversation."

"Tavern? Why?"

"Maybe you can't remember the date, but tomorrow night, it will be the night of Bacchus to worship the **** of wine."