it hurts!

Head hurts!

The bizarre dream full of whispers quickly fell into pieces. Klein's dark sleep was suddenly broken by the severe pain coming from his head, as if he had been severely swung with a stick, no, more like a sharp object was pierced into his temple and accompanied by

There was stirring... No, the vague memories before his death slowly appeared. He remembered that he had heard a gunshot before. He should have been shot from behind, directly in the head!

Hiss... In a daze, Klein wanted to turn over, cover his head, and sit up, but he couldn't move his hands and feet at all. He seemed to have lost control of his body.

It seems that my body has not been fully repaired... Wait a minute, am I thinking with my brain now? But I can't control my body, so my brain hasn't been fully repaired yet... It's a bit scary... If I now

When I open my eyes, can I see the spirit worms squirming on my body, and then slowly merging together, turning into skin and flesh... Klein closed his eyes tightly, and he complained in confusion.

Although the experience of death and resurrection is equally rich, previous resurrections were similar to waking up from sleep. The body would feel tired and consciousness would emerge slowly without much discomfort.

When he was resurrected for the first time, when he pushed open the coffin lid, he could still see that his heart was slowly repairing itself.

I am now in Sequence 3, and my entire body is basically made of spiritual insects. Can the repair speed be faster? Klein thought nonsensically, and concentrated hard to completely get rid of the shackles of darkness and psychedelia.

However, his current state is like being half asleep and half awake late at night. His will is always erratic like smoke, hard to control and hard to restrain. Klein used the power of meditation, but no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't help his thoughts diverging.

Distractions arise.

Hey, I have a terrible headache. The gunshot came from behind. Is the back of my head still intact?

Forget it, my brain should be...well, my eyes can't open...have they not been repaired yet?

He felt that he had been dead for a long time, and it seemed that he was gradually able to feel the presence of his limbs. The throbbing pains allowed Klein to accumulate illusory strength bit by bit. Finally, he straightened his back and opened his eyes, completely getting rid of it.

Half asleep and half awake.

His vision was blurry at first, and then he saw a patch of dark red and snowy white.

Wherever he looked, Klein squinted his eyes, and it took him ten seconds to realize that he was still lying on the snow.

It is now approaching winter, and it is still snowing on the Loen-Feysac border. His body has been covered with a thick layer of white snow, and blood stains scattered everywhere can still be faintly seen under the surrounding snow.

It solidified into dark red, like a flower that bloomed at an inappropriate time, and the center was where his head was after he fell.

What time is it now? How many days have I been dead? By the way, Tarot Club...

Klein's eyes widened and he suddenly laughed to himself.

He had already forgotten it after dying once. He had successfully made the Source Castle disappear from his body and passed it on to Amon. There is no Tarot Club now, and there may not be one in the future, but Klein hopes

There will still be a day when it can be reconvened.

"Even if not, I still have to inform everyone... I seem to have informed you? Don't pray, don't respond... By the way, there are Silver City and Moon City... God's Abandoned Land... I should go to God's Abandoned Place now

Prepare for the promotion ceremony of Sequence Three..."

Klein struggled to control his body and murmured in a voice that only he could hear.

He now has a severe headache, almost no strength in his body, and can hardly concentrate his thoughts. Klein's mind is filled with countless fragmented images, and he must use his mouth to speak out in order to clarify his plans and thoughts.

"Hey, can you still stand up? You're so alive!"

Klein suddenly felt like he was being pulled violently. There was a person very close to him, but he never noticed it!

An alarm bell rang in Klein's heart. He suddenly looked up and saw a flash of bright red like a flame in the pale world composed of white sky and white snow. He suddenly felt a little unable to take his eyes away, even a little dazzling.

"It's unbelievable. Source Castle can resurrect you early? I don't know what effect City of Disaster will have..."

Medici muttered a few words, then casually lifted Klein up as if he were carrying an object. He didn't care about Klein's thoughts and said directly to himself: "Let's go back with me. The Secret Order is short of people."

, you are already at Sequence Three, come to the intelligence department to report."

Klein opened his mouth, paused for two seconds, and then spoke with difficulty:

"...I no longer have Origin Castle."

"The True Creator values ​​me only because of Source Castle. You no longer need to comply with the True Creator's requirements to protect me."

"It's just that there is no Source Castle anymore. I was shocked. I thought you were not Klein Moretti." Medici clicked his tongue, "Don't talk such nonsense. You are mistaken. I hope you are alive."

, I don’t want Yuan Castle to live, I also want you to live, so follow me quickly.”

"I'm listening."

Edward said: "Just leaving like this? I still have something to do with him."

Medici sneered, patted Klein on the shoulder, and pulled him behind him:

"Have you seen the spiritual link? This is the internal affairs of our War Red. Demon King, please don't interfere."

"You have no say in this." Edward shook his head, "What does it have to do with you that I have something to do with him?"

Just as Medici was about to speak, Klein took the initiative to come out from behind him. His Adam's apple rolled, and he looked directly at the demon in front of him who had taken away his life twice with a calm and generous look.

Try your best to keep your voice steady:

"I'm right here, what do you want from me?"

TBC

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