First Player

Chapter 3 "Van Dillon and His Kingdom of Heaven"

The red light is bright.

The moment he activated the Memory Stone, a dazzling red light surrounded him.

Su Mingan felt his body light up, and then the vision in front of him changed, as if he suddenly changed places.

In front of it is a floor-to-ceiling window, surrounded by a garden filled with sunlight. "He" stood in the room covered with red carpet, holding the pendant on his chest, as if waiting for someone.

...This should be Su Lin's memory.

Su Ming'an tried to move, but found that he couldn't. He seemed to be confined to this past body and could only look out through Su Lin's eyes.

Suddenly, the field of vision in front of him began to shift, and Su Lin should have turned his head.

Su Mingan saw the luxurious interior decoration. It was a room filled with books. There were floating crystal balls and quills in the corner, and the emblem representing the Art Empire was on the wall.

There was a gentle knock on the door, and then, a head of brilliant blond hair slowly came into view.

"Rin." Saya smiled softly, her posture still like the most dignified young lady: "I didn't expect you would invite me to the manor."

The moment he heard her words, Su Mingan realized this point in time.

Su Lin invites Saya to the manor.

This is also a time point that changes Saya's life.

"Saya, come here and take a look." Su Lin said with a gentle voice.

There was a book open on his desk.

Saya walked over slowly.

"This is... "The Oracle" written by Van Dillon?" She blinked: "It's amazing, Rin. I heard that this book is full of obscure medieval texts, but you can actually understand it."

"There is nothing that cannot be understood." Su Lin said softly: "A book is a thing that communicates with the heart. When your heart is connected with the oracle in the book... You don't need to read hard, you can understand what Van Dillon was doing at that time. The mood I felt when I wrote this book.”

"Painful and struggling, desperate and free." He summed up softly: "The world is like a huge amber, and he is the solidifier who is forever struggling in it."

Saya nodded: "I have heard the story of Van Dylan."

"Can you talk to me?" Su Lin said.

Saya coughed lightly:

"I heard that three hundred years ago, the priest Van Dillon released a white dove before the church was burned down.

He did not hide or escape in the fire, but sang with all his strength, saying that he had rushed to heaven with the white doves and gained supreme freedom. "Saya said: "However, the knights of the church saved him and prevented him from dying in the fire. The undead Van Dillon should have been happy about this, but instead he was depressed all his life... He said that his soul had returned to heaven, leaving behind only a body solidified by the world. "

"——He wrote this oracle with his broken heart, letting him who has flown into heaven pass it to people through his body. Heaven still exists, and he will write honorary names for great people..." Su Lin smiled. : "He is a soul imprisoned by the world, an existence hindered by the body. Heaven is not a place to receive the dead, but a warm land to accommodate a noble soul like him..."

"Rin, I'm glad you shared this book with me." A decent smile appeared on Saya's face, mixed with a hint of shyness: "Now, my understanding of this book is too shallow. I will definitely do it in the future. Will read this book carefully.”

Su Mingan looked at Saya carefully through Su Lin's eyes.

Saya still looked a little immature at this time, with a little baby fat on her face.

I don’t know how many years ago this happened, but it shouldn’t be long ago. Saya’s appearance was not much different from when she was on the boat.

Su Ming'an observed for a while and gradually discovered that Su Lin's behavior was completely different from normal people.

In the conversation with Saya, he behaved like a reader who loves books and can quote appropriate sentences on any topic. At the same time, he seemed to be a priest with firm beliefs, and his words were mixed with dialogue. Saya's induction induced her to understand the gods he spoke of.

His way of speaking was gentle and controlled, and at the same time mixed with some fanaticism that made Su Mingan feel a little frightened. It seemed that if Saya in front of him went against his wishes in the slightest, he would suddenly change his expression.

But Su Lin grasped the topic quite well.

This conversation seemed quite calm on the surface.

After continuing to exchange a few words with Saya, Su Lin smiled.

"Saya, do you think immortality would be a good thing for humans?" Su Lin asked her softly.

"It should be... right." Saya said: "Live forever, watch the world for a long time, watch the changes in the world as an immortal, and don't have to be troubled by life span and health problems. For the progress and development of human beings themselves, In the long run, I think it is a good thing.”

Su Lin had a smile in her eyes.

"Saya, do you want to live forever?" he asked.

Saya's eyes were slightly stunned.

"Does Rin want to live forever?" she asked.

"think."

"What a coincidence." Saya laughed: "If Rin wants it, I want it too."

She smiled gently, the warm light shone on her golden hair, and the side of her face was illuminated by the warm orange light next to the window.

Her facial features are bright and gentle, and her temperament is not ordinary. She looks like a princess walking out of the castle in a fairy tale. Just standing quietly on the red carpet, bathing in the sunshine, it seemed like he was glowing from the inside out.

After pondering for a moment, she said softly: "A long life...if you have the company of others, I feel that this is not lonely."

Su Lin looked at her and smiled.

Saya suddenly took half a step back without warning.

"Rin." She said softly: "Why are you looking at me like that."

"What's wrong with me?"

"..." Saya took another half step back.

A look of fear suddenly appeared on the pretty face that was filled with a gentle smile.

She saw the blood-red luster flowing in Su Lin's eyes, who was originally smiling.

"Rin, your eyes..." She suddenly realized what the color meant.

Red eyes, soul clan.

Saya, who was still young, didn't understand why Rin was a soul clan.

"What's wrong?" Su Lin stretched out her white-gloved hand.

Facing the girl who seemed to be born to shine, he closed the curtains on the side to block the dazzling sunlight and made a standard invitation gesture.

"Miss Saya, stay with me forever." He said, "You have already agreed to my invitation."

Saya screamed, turned around and ran away.

The lights swayed on the platform, and a very long shadow trailed behind the escaping girl.

Su Lin's eyes were filled with confusion.

"Miss Saya?" he called softly.

Saya ran out of the door, her long blond hair hanging behind her, her eyes dazzling in the warm light.

Su Lin followed him unhurriedly, as if he had anticipated the outcome.

"Miss Saya, walk slowly and be careful where you step." Su Lin's steps were neither urgent nor slow, but very fast.

The blood light reflected in his eyes. He followed the girl's steps and gently pressed her shoulder with his hand.

His fingers turned into claws and he stabbed into his own heart.

Golden liquid dripped from his fingertips, and he held down Saya gently, but it seemed effortless, like holding down a white mouse.

The lights flickered.

Black shadows swayed on the wall, like giant beasts lurking in the night that began to appear.

The breeze blew through the pages of the book spread out in the room. As the pages were turned, there was a note from Su Lin on the title page:

【But he still died. 】

[...But my reputation will last forever. 】

…

"Van Dylan's body is dead."

"But his soul seems to be imprisoned by the world and cannot ascend to heaven."

"He lives a melancholy life, like a coelenterate living with simple physiological functions."

"The knight who rescued him found beautiful flowers and precious treasures for him, but he abandoned his shoes."

"In utter despair and struggle, he wrote The Oracle."

"He imagined that his dead self had ascended to heaven and coexisted with the gods, and this body on the ground was his messenger, and he wanted to write glory for the human world."

"He writes a glorious name for himself in heaven and delivers oracles to his mortal body."

"His poetry will make his name immortal."

"From then on, he saw the meaning of dormancy and pain."

"His body exists to pass on the light."

"He will still die."

“But the glory of heaven will make his fame endure.”

"But Van Dylan doesn't know..."

With a "pop" sound, Su Lin closed the book in her hand.

Facing Saya who fell on the ground, he spoke extremely passionate sentences in an extremely soft tone.

"The god is clearly dead."

"He who ascended to heaven, who gained eternal life, who was protected by the world."

"I thought I heard someone's words, but after all, it was just a mortal body breathing."

"...Illusions do not become reality."

"He is so desperate, so full of hope, so struggling, and so free." Su Lin said, opening the curtains on the side:

"... He is just an ordinary creature who was born to die."

"His foolish faith is worthless, and only the fools of later generations will spread his false reputation."

He turned his head and looked at Saya who was slowly getting up.

"Do you understand the ending of this story? Saya."

Saya opened her eyes.

It was a pair of blood-red eyes.

…

The memory ends here.

In this scene, the last thing Su Mingan saw was Saya's eyes that seemed to have lost their souls.

Very much like Van Dillon, whose soul is imprisoned by this world in the story.

[Eternal life is the harshest yoke. 】

This was a blood-red record he saw in Su Lin's notebook.

When he returned to his body and saw the familiar white walls of the Playa building in front of him, the blood-red memory stone in his hand shattered.

The blood light dissipated in front of his eyes, and he felt a little heavy.

After reading this memory, he could draw a definite conclusion.

This Su Lin...

It's really looking straight ahead, looking backwards, spiraling back and forth 360 degrees,

None of them are good people.

He tricked Saya into coming to the manor, transformed her, and changed her life.

Moreover, judging from this memory, Su Lin has obviously been planning for a long time, and there is even a follow-up plan.

The story of Van Dilan in Su Lin's mouth can clearly reflect many things.

Su Mingan paused on the spot for a moment and took steps forward.

There are many things hidden in this memory of Su Lin.

But Su Mingan's first priority at present is to sign up for the soul hunting camp.

"Ding dong!"

A system prompt sounded.

[Contacting the identity information of "Su Lin", Su Lin's identity panel has been opened. 】

[Name: Su Lin

Special abilities: transformation (you have mastered how to use it), confusion (can be unlocked by clearing the first level of "The Demon King and the Brave"), control barrier (can be unlocked by clearing the third level of "The Devil and the Brave")]

["Su Lin" related abilities will be unlocked in the player's personal night game session "The Demon King and the Brave". 】

……what?

Su Mingan glanced at the system prompts and didn't understand what this person's night game session was.

Is it a branch copy of an independent space?

Judging from this time reminder, it is estimated that we will not know the specific content until the evening.

He looked at a memory here, but time outside did not stand still. It was almost nightfall.

He walked for a while and saw the soul hunting registration point, which looked a little deserted. The person in charge of registration fell asleep on the table, and there was no one queuing in front of the table.

It is now the third day that the dungeon has been opened, and most players have already signed up.

Su Mingan looked around the circle and knocked on the table: "Sign up."

The unshaven middle-aged man raised his head sleepily: "Name, ability direction, fill in the form by yourself. Go to the back room for the camp points exchange... huh?"

He glanced at Su Ming'an and suddenly became energetic.

"Young man, why do you look so familiar to me...?"

Su Mingan was stunned.

The middle-aged man rubbed his eyes and looked around him again.

After thinking for a moment, the middle-aged man gave up the memory and his tone became cold again.

"Forget it, I can't remember. Sign up for soul hunting, right? Fill out the form next to it."

Su Mingan filled out the form and took out the Duke's forged identity certificate.

"...Was it turned out to be a soul hunter from the At Empire?" Looking at this letter of certification, the middle-aged man's eyes suddenly lit up: "Wait...S-level soul hunter?? Great!"

The attitude of the originally lazy middle-aged man suddenly changed 180 degrees.

As if seeing a relative reunited after a long absence, he leaned forward suddenly, wanting to hold Su Ming'an's hands:

"Sir... S-class soul hunter!" He said in a serious tone: "There happens to be a very important hidden mission for you... Because the location of the mission is a bit awkward, no one has ever taken the job. , I think you are just right.”

"Where?" Su Mingan was a little curious.

Awkward location? Could it be the royal city?

"Flower Street." The middle-aged man said each word.

Su Mingan: "..."

Su Mingan: "Am I suitable?"