Volume 3 Hello, Eri Chapter 323: The Fall of God (IV)
To Eri, Tachibana Masamune was not a very important person, far less important than Minamoto Chisei. The most he did was to come over and ask questions after Eri had received treatment, such as how she felt, whether she felt uncomfortable anywhere, whether the dosage of the medicine needed to be adjusted, etc.
These sounded like words of concern. Minamoto Chisei would occasionally ask similar questions, but Eri could feel that Masamune Tachibana was different from when he asked Minamoto Chisei, even though he was already well disguised in the eyes of others. Because she had never learned the instability of human nature, she relied more on intuition when looking at these things. Eri's intuition told her that Masamune Tachibana was different. Although she couldn't say where he was different from others, she just didn't like this feeling.
It wasn't a surprise to find out the man's true identity only now. Eri even prepared a bouquet of flowers for him... It was a rare moment of humanity, and it was a token of Tachibana Masamune's good upbringing for her over the years, except that that kind of upbringing was more of a tool for her.
To some extent, it was a good thing that Tachibana Masamune died at the hands of Eri. If it was someone else in the academy, they would probably leave him alive and use him to study Herzog's bloodline evolution medicine. Kassel Academy would not show any humanitarianism to such a person.
Now we are even and no one owes anyone anything.
There was another violent vibration under her feet, and Eri stumbled towards the Oishi Tea House, walking with the support of the door frame. She had become accustomed to looking for Sakura first when encountering any problem.
Lu Mingfei was also shaken so much that she couldn't walk steadily. The two of them could only support each other as they sat down at the table and hugged the pillars in the hall, hoping that the tea room would not collapse in such a shaking.
"The White King is so scary." Eri wrote a line of crooked words on the notebook.
The story was told in a straightforward manner without any embellishment. As a girl who grew up in Japan, she must have experienced earthquakes many times no matter where she was. However, this was the first time she had experienced being at the center of an earthquake. It seemed as if the whole world was shaking, dust was falling from the beams, and the unused tea sets were smashed to pieces on the floor.
"It's okay, we'll get rid of her right away." Lu Mingfei touched Eri's hair, her face full of arrogance, as if the monster was just a small insect that she could kill with just a few words.
Every time she thought, if Eri was really her sister, her youth would have been much easier. The world is always willing to treat cute girls gently. Even if Eri can't speak, there will be many people who like her and are willing to be friends with her in Shilan Middle School. Although the playboys there are very playboys, there are not many bad ones. Zhao Menghua and his followers also know how to be kind to women. As Eri's sister, I will definitely be able to benefit from it and not be disliked by so many people.
But there is no "if" in reality. The time when we met was not the best time to meet. Whether to miss it or cherish it depends on your own choice.
Someone kicked open the wooden door of the Oishi Teahouse. It was the Deadpools who were attracted by the White King and came to pay homage. Even though they were on the road to death, these ghosts still did not forget to stop and find food. Things with high purity bloodline would stimulate their bloodthirsty instincts. The body of Tachibana Masamune had been eaten up by them in the blink of an eye. They turned their heads and cast their gaze into the teahouse. Their bloody teeth and smelly saliva flowed all the way. The living people in the teahouse and the corpses of other Deadpools could be considered a full banquet.
The air vibrated strangely, but Eri did not make any sound. Judgment was silent to her. The invisible field instantly spread out with her as the center. Except for the table and chairs where she and Lu Mingfei were sitting, all other tables and chairs quietly floated in the air, interlaced with the tableware on the counter and projected towards the group of deadpools. Heavy objects showed the momentum of smashing, while sharp objects showed the momentum of piercing.
In Deadpool's eyes, the whole world was filled with things that attacked him, without a single gap. At this moment, Deadpool actually had the idea of escaping. His instinct was fear, but he had nowhere to escape. Ink-like black blood flew among the Deadpools. In this huge domain, everything that Eri ordered had to die, and everything around her would show different levels of aggression in order to fulfill her wishes.
This was not the first time Lu Mingfei had seen Judgment. On the way from Night Food to Mount Fuji, they drove all the way, and Eri used Judgment to eliminate all the fierce ghosts and deadpools they met. For the first time, Lu Mingfei felt the refreshing feeling of being supported by the mafia lady... She didn't have to do anything, just watch whoever the lady glared at would die. This kind of free rice made her feel particularly comfortable. No wonder the little devil said that Eri could fight a mechanized division, and the Snake Eight Clan would regard her as a trump card.
But this destructive word spirit is not without price. Lu Mingfei felt fine scales on Eri's wrist. The more she used Judgment, the more likely she would become a dragon. Her bloodline was very unstable. On the one hand, it gave her powerful word spirits, but on the other hand, it hurt her body.
"Don't use the Word Spirit anymore." Lu Mingfei held the part of the skin that had scales growing on it and frowned slightly. "If you keep going like this, your body won't be able to take it."
Having Judgment certainly saves effort when facing a group of Deadpools, but this kind of power is like what Eri has earned by burning her life. It is obvious that if she reaches her limit, she will become the same as Deadpool.
"If the White King is not killed, everyone in this world will be unable to escape, right? Although many of them have nothing to do with me, if those people die, who will go to see Sakura sing?" Eri wrote in the notebook.
"How do you know I sing?" Lu Mingfei was stunned and looked at Eiry's eyes suspiciously.
Eri realized that she had let the cat out of the bag, lowered her head to avoid Lu Mingfei's sight, and grabbed the hem of her skirt. Sakura said that she didn't want Eri to go to her workplace, and she didn't tell her real name, but Eri found the truth on her own, and she didn't know if this would make Sakura angry.
"I went to see your performance." In the end, Eri confessed the truth. She was not good at lying. When she felt guilty, she couldn't look Lu Mingfei in the eye, so she could only say, "You wore clothes with skulls printed on them, exaggerated earrings, and silver sequins all over your body, and sang songs that made everyone party with you."
Lu Mingfei thought to herself, oh my god, I pretended to be a caring older sister in front of the little girl, but I didn’t expect that the little girl had already seen my dark history!
“It’s better for you to forget it…” Lu Mingfei held her forehead with her hand.
"Why? Weren't you very happy at that time? There were so many people in Takamaga-hara, waving their light sticks to cheer for you, and shouting your name together. Everyone looked very happy. There aren't many truly happy things in my life. I've never seen so many people cheering and laughing together. That day was really great. I like that kind of noisy world. If you never sing again, and there aren't so many people laughing and shouting with you, I think that would be a pity."
"So this is why you've persisted until now?"
On the way to Mount Fuji, Lu Mingfei and Eri met some ordinary people who were innocently implicated, and even met a familiar customer of Takama-ga-hara.
Although it was difficult to give a reasonable explanation for the current situation, Lu Mingfei still evaded the issue by saying it was the government's biological weapons and the unknown research of hostile forces, and helped find usable means of transportation so that they could run as far as possible instead of hiding in one place, because Deadpool would smell the scent of people and track them.
Lu Mingfei actually considered handing Eri over to those people at that time. She could use Judgment and the Deadpools would not pose a threat to her. Although she promised the Elephant Turtle to protect her sister, Lu Mingfei's next target was the White King himself. When facing that thing, she could not be sure that she would have enough strength left.
The person who rejected this idea was actually Eri. Lu Mingfei didn't understand Eri's idea at that time , but now she knows that she just had a simple wish in her mind...she hoped that those guests could survive safely and go to listen to Sakura singing together, because she liked Takama-ga-hara like that.
Unlike what Lu Mingfei thought, Eriyi didn't dislike that kind of place. It was because she had lived a simple life before that she loved to listen to heavy metal rock and was keen on noisy nightclubs. Lu Mingfei had preconceived notions that the simple girl was a weak princess, but that was only because Eriyi hadn't seen many things. If she was a gangster princess who grew up normally, maybe places like Takama-ga-hara would be the cafeteria she would patronize every now and then, spending money like water just for fun, and even humpback whales would kneel down and lick the soles of their feet to treat such a distinguished guest like a queen.
"Then... after we defeat the big bad guy, King Protein, shall we go to Takama-ga-hara to sing together?" Lu Mingfei said after thinking for a while.
Eri's eyes lit up, but then dimmed again in an instant.
"But I can't speak." Eri wrote these words quickly and heavily. This is probably the saddest thing. It's clearly something you want to do and embrace, but you just can't get even a step closer.
The Word Spirit Emperor can suppress Eri's bloodline, so Eri can speak to Lu Mingfei, but this is only limited to Lu Mingfei. If she wants to go on stage to sing, that is impossible.
"Well, I know." Lu Mingfei said softly, "So I have a proposal, but I don't know if you are willing."
Eri looked at Lu Mingfei curiously, wanting to know what kind of advice she would give. Too many incredible things had happened to Sakura, and Eri believed that Sakura could do anything as long as she said it.
"You can't speak because your bloodline is too pure, so pure that it's a little dangerous. So you can use words like Judgment, but it will also hurt your body, so that you can only speak dragon characters normally, and the words will be activated unconsciously." Lu Mingfei explained, "Just like what I did to you before, I can control your bloodline again, but this time it will be permanent. You will lose Judgment and even your bloodline. Correspondingly, you will be able to speak normally, and your body will no longer be harmed by your bloodline. This is something that cannot be reversed. You can only gain something by losing something. Are you willing?"
Lu Mingfei felt like a tempting devil at the moment, and presented Eri with a dilemma.
I believe that in the eyes of many people, this choice is unfair. Judgment is a mythical word spirit. Whoever possesses it is an army in itself. Both the academy and various hybrid organizations will be very eager to possess such a powerful force. It can even be used to deal with powerful dragons. It is a waste of resources to abandon it easily. It is very likely that humans will never possess this kind of word spirit again.
But whether this choice is worth it or not depends on Eri herself. She has lost too much for this power, which is far beyond the upper limit she should bear. Her whole life has been turned upside down because of the trial. If she could learn normal things and understand the principles of dealing with people since she was a child, she should be a well-behaved and considerate girl now. With her background as a gangster princess of the Snake Eight Clan, the people who come to propose marriage would probably be able to break down the door of Genji Heavy Industries.
Lu Mingfei also felt it was a pity. The choice of each side was important, but other people were not qualified to make choices for Eri. She had already given a solution, and the answer had to be given by Eri herself.
"If... I don't have the Word Spirit anymore, will Sakura abandon me?" Eri held up her notebook and asked seriously, "Sakura is also a mixed-blood, right? Just like the people at home, my family treats me as a weapon, then what about Sakura? I am no longer qualified to be a weapon, will Sakura still treat me like this now?"
This question really scared Lu Mingfei, because she didn't expect that Eri actually saw it so clearly. She knew how the eight families of Sheqi treated her and how they viewed her. She didn't resist or hurt them, but just accepted it and endured the life she didn't like. In fact, with her power, if she really wanted to be crazy, she could easily slaughter the entire eight families of Sheqi and do whatever she wanted, but she didn't do that.
So in Eri's eyes, Lu Mingfei's kindness to her was justified, at least she thought so, even if she was being used as a weapon. But she didn't care how she was treated, she was willing to use the trial to help Lu Mingfei clear the obstacles. The only thing she was afraid of was whether she would lose the life she had now, because after seeing the gorgeous world under the sun, she never wanted to look back at the gray sky.
I really hate such thoughts... But I feel sad, and my nose is filled with strong sadness. People are easily moved by themselves. Lu Mingfei also feels that she is particularly fragile and sensitive. She even cries when reading a novel. But it is because of such people that they firmly believe in the beauty of the world and can always push away the clouds and fog and be the first to stand in the embrace of the warm sun.
"Silly girl, there is no reason. It's not what you think." Lu Mingfei opened her arms and gave Eri the strongest hug she had ever given him, as if to bring her into her own body. "I just see my own shadow in you... When I was most sad, I had my own angel, so I also hope that I can become someone else's angel. He taught me this truth. It is a happy thing to be able to share this lucky warmth with others. Maybe you don't understand now, but I believe Eri, when you truly integrate into this world in the future, you will become such a person."
