【Jie Mai】Rose and Sword

Now that I have decided to end all this, it is impossible to just take a general look at everything like before, not to delve into it, and just go with the situation.

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Naib began to carefully sort out the clues, carefully inspecting the details of every location in every game, every corner of the military factory, every floor of the Sacred Heart Hospital, and every chair in the Red Church.

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He also carefully inspected the villa, every room and every piece of furniture, one by one.

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He also borrowed the diaries of all the survivors, looking for something special in their records.

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After the game ended, Naib sat in front of the desk, resting his chin on one hand, and the diary in front of him was full of scribbled lines.

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The existing clues are... the essence of all game scenes is the same, whether it is the basement, the cipher machine, or the chest and cabinet, they all exist. Although the scene has changed, they are basically the same. changing.

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Suddenly appearing in one place is not a reasonable thing. If the manor owner has the ability to instantly transfer people to a place, then he doesn't need to make an invitation at all. He can use the whole world as a tool for the game.

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As for the fundamental characteristics that are basically the same, can he understand that only those are real and the rest are illusions?After all, what you see with your own eyes is not real.

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At the same time, he also found countless scratches and other things in the villa, just like the weapons left by the supervisor.

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Well, perhaps the first conclusion can be drawn, that they never left the villa itself.

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Secondly, there are famous paintings everywhere in the villa, the scarlet ones, and the ominous imprint of the muse. It is not difficult to see that the original owner of this manor was an artist.

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He also saw some torn paintings in the corner of the study, which looked as if they thought they were not perfect and were destroyed by the owner himself.

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An artist who pursues perfection and is almost morbid. From some paintings that have not been destroyed, it can be seen that the painter's mastery of various proportions is very subtle.Well, a clever and neurotic perfectionist.

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Naib still remembered the myth that he had heard, and it was said that because the influence was too bad, he was not allowed to record it.

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It is said that in pursuit of perfect works of art, the Muse killed many people in extremely cruel ways, and completed her most satisfactory works with their blood.

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So, maybe this is the second point, the identity of the manor owner.

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Finally, and by far the most useful bit, that weird basement.

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According to the answer he got from asking Jack before, noble manors all have basements, either for storing valuables or things that should not be known, or as escape tunnels in emergencies.

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Whether that basement is the former or the latter is a very important clue.

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While thinking about how to use these clues, Neb tapped the table with the fingers of the other hand - he didn't realize that this was Jack's usual action when he was thinking.

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Finally, he slowly closed the diary.

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"Not real?" Jack's voice rose slightly, and his magnetic voice was particularly charming.He thought for a moment in silence, then smiled lightly and said, "It is indeed possible."

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"Not only that." Nabu said, his eyes were a little uncertain, "I think not only the scene of the game is illusory, but even the place we usually live in may not be real."

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Hearing what Nebu said, an obscure light flashed across Jack's eyes quickly, but he didn't show it on the surface, he just raised his eyebrows lightly: "How do you say?"

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"From what I have seen, except for a few torn paintings, everything is 'new' and basically does not look old. It is a manor with a history of hundreds of years, but the tables and chairs in the restaurant are brand new. A mark of time."

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"You told me before that there is a passage connecting the supervisor and the survivors. I was thinking that there is no such passage. We already lived in the same place."

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"Maybe, your room is next door to mine, maybe you're sitting next to me at dinner, maybe..."

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Slowly, Neb stopped talking, folded his hands on his chest, and looked at Jack's deeper and deeper smile.

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"What's wrong?" Jack blinked, showing a pure and innocent look.

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"Heh." Nabu sneered, "I've said so much, but you don't have any ideas?"

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"Ah, this is very hard, right?" Jack frowned slightly, with a distressed expression, "Collecting so many clues."

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Naibu rolled his eyes: "Please don't change the subject, thank you." Please don't make it too obvious that he is trying to cover up something, and treat him as a fool?

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"Sure enough, nothing can be hidden from you." Even if he was exposed, Jack was not in a hurry, "So have you thought of a way to verify this conjecture?"

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Naibu shook his head, he really didn't think of it, which is why he wasn't sure.

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Jack nodded his lips with the hand without steel claws, put it down and said: "So, how about destroying some things? Since they are all in the villa, destroy some things that must be shared, such as the table in the dining room. "

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"Sounds feasible..." Neb rubbed his steel wristband, speaking in deep thought.

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"Why don't you try it? It's dinner time after this game."

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"Well... let's try."

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Seeing Naibu nodding, Jack glanced at the sky: "It's getting late, let's leave this game, I saw the cellar just now."

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Both Jack and Neb took this game seriously. After all, it is not enough to let the water go all the time. Although the owner of the manor cannot see the truth, he is not without brains.

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Jack took Neb to the side of the cellar, looked at the back of Neb who jumped down without hesitation, and sighed helplessly.

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His figure became more and more transparent, and finally, there was only a magnetic and pleasant voice muttering to himself: "If everything is not real, then before you and me, you and me are real? My dear Mercenary."

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You who want to end everything, after everything is over, what is the end?

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After leaving the game, Nebu tidied himself up, opened the suitcase, and took out a scimitar from the bottom compartment of the suitcase. The blade had a cold light.

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Ever since he threw away all his medals, he hadn't thought that one day, he would hold the knife again, wear it on his waist, and walked straight to the dining room.

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"Sabeida, is your game over?" Emma was serving a plate of tomato scrambled eggs to the dining table, and when she saw Nebu coming out of the room, she immediately greeted him enthusiastically.

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Naibu nodded, and walked quickly to the dining table, his cloak rolled over, and a cold light flashed across his waist.

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Emma blinked at the place where the cold light flashed, then lowered her head, as if she didn't see anything, the shadow of the straw hat blurred his expression.

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A table that has been placed for hundreds of years, no matter how good the quality is, will become very fragile, right?Naibu thought, and touched the handle of the knife at his waist with his right hand.

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Seeing Naibu's movements, Emma took a few steps back slowly, her expression still blurred.

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Naibu drew out the knife and slashed at the dining table. With a click, the dining table collapsed.The field of vision was distorted for a while, and when he could see clearly, everything around him became extremely old, and the corners of the walls were all yellow.

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Neb heard the sound of metal colliding, and looked down, his scimitar collided with Jack's steel claws.Looking up, he was facing the pale mask.

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Looking at the dining table again, the shark knife, iron hook, bazooka, and even a fan were all pressed against the corpse of the dining table, and Naib suddenly felt that the dining table was a bit pitiful.

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"It seems that you are right." Jack smiled at Neb through the mask.

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Jack picked up the bazooka, his eyes were eager to try, his excited smile made his smiling mask even weirder: "What should we do next?"

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Whatever the outcome, he's sick of the never-ending game and being someone else's puppet.

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"I think, I should go to a place to see." Naibu put the knife back on his waist and stood up straight, "Please come with me."

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Emma stood beside Leo and quietly held his father's hand. Leo stroked Emma's straw hat comfortingly: "Don't worry, it will be over soon."

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"Father, don't you want to go on like this?" Emma's voice was low.

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"Of course, all this should have ended long ago." Leo's tone was as it should be.

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Emma took a deep breath, and her eyes gradually became firm: "I know." Since this is your wish, then I will not go against it, and I respect your choice, even if I will lose you in the end.

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Everyone followed Naibu to the study room, where the bookcases became fragile, and finally stood in front of a painting, which showed a beautiful muse with blood on her face, surrounded by miserable corpses, she used A pen dipped in blood draws a beautiful picture scroll.

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Below the painting is a line of words:

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Only despair and pain can complete the most perfect artwork in this world.

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The scarlet handwriting made the hearts of those present shudder.

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"Damn it, God, you must be crazy." Someone couldn't help but yelled out.

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Naib ignored it, and directly took down the treacherous painting, revealing the imprint of the muse on the back, cut his finger with a machete, and smeared blood on it.

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The pitch-black tunnel once again appeared in front of Naibu.

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Seeing the shrinking expressions of many people in the back, Nabu said indifferently: "Too many people are inconvenient, you just need to stay on top, I will go down with them."

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Picking up the candlestick at the side, Neb was about to go down, but Jack took the candlestick away from his hand and walked past him into the tunnel.

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Naibu froze for a moment, pursed his lips lightly, and the corners of his lips gently and slowly raised a small arc.

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The appearance of the manor owner can be said to be unexpected, but also reasonable. He is a thin and pale man with a gloomy and sick expression.

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Neb and several Overseers tried their best, and finally succeeded in killing him, holding his bleeding arm, he leaned against the wall and gasped.

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Jack's mask had been lost for a long time. He tidied up his messy clothes and walked in front of Nebu with a smile.

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Suddenly, he seemed to have a premonition, the smile on his lips retracted, he looked at Naibu seriously, bent down and kissed his lips lightly, and he left immediately.

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His gentle voice sounded in the darkness, but it seemed to ignite a warm light.

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"Actually, I should have been dead a long time ago, so don't be sad about anything that happens next, my love."

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As Jack's voice fell, Nebu's pupils shrank sharply, and the person in front of him... was disappearing little by little.

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"Jack!" Neb yelled uncontrollably, but it was useless, the people in front of him were still fading until they disappeared.

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He stretched out his hand with all his strength, but there was nothing in his hand.

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Nabu looked blankly at the empty basement, but a moment ago, he was the only one here.

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Suddenly, a figure wearing a straw hat broke in, grabbed Naibu's wrist and ran out, running straight out of the manor before stopping.

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"Woods?" Neb called to the girl who was holding him, with puzzled eyes.

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Emma let him go, but didn't answer, but turned around to look at the manor. Naibu followed her gaze, his pupils shrank, and the manor was on fire.

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"Sabeida, get out of here! This fire has been burning for a whole day, and there will be nothing left after it stops." Marta persuaded, how long the fire has been burning, and Nabu will stand still how long.

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Naibu shook his head, but did not reply, his eyes were still fixed on the manor gate, as if as long as this continued, that tall and elegant figure would come out from there.

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Seeing that there was no advice, Marta had no choice but to leave after a long sigh, leaving Nabu alone in the end.

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After the death of the owner of the manor, the manor suddenly burned in a fire that lasted for a day and a night, and all the supervisors disappeared.

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Finally, after another night of burning, the fire finally stopped.

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Neb rummaged through the ruins with all his strength, and finally found the book with the muse's seal on the cover. This strange book survived the fire unscathed.

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Suppressing the fluctuating emotions in his heart, Naibu turned the pages of the book with slightly trembling hands, but there was only a blank space in the book.

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Until a drop of blood fell on the book from his cut finger because he was rummaging through the ruins, slowly soaking through the pages, and a few lines of words appeared in the book.

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"Use my soul as an intermediary, and call your soul to accompany me."

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The white light lit up, and the slender figure in the light gradually became clear, and the person wearing the white skull mask appeared in front of Nabu again.

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"Jack?" Neb's voice was slightly hoarse, and he was cautious about waking up the dream if he made a loud voice.

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The person opposite him took off his mask and smiled at him gently and politely: "I am, what is your Excellency?"

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When he saw Nebu's instantly dim eyes, Jack suddenly panicked and felt annoyed. He knelt down on one knee in front of Nebu, took his hand and kissed the ruby ​​ring.

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"It's just a joke." Jack looked up, his smile remained unchanged, but his eyes became serious, "From now on, I will always be by your side, like a shadow."

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lost freedom,

in a detested place,

is for hell;

stay with the one you love,

It is for heaven.

The author has something to say:

Closing remarks

This is my first finished article, thank you for your support and love along the way (bow).

I'm really sorry that the ending chapter has been delayed for a long time. The main reason is that the ending happened to be during my final exam. I started the tutoring for the second year of high school within three days after the exam. It was tighter than the normal class time. The ending was also released on weekends. It was completed in a half-day vacation, and it has been revised many times because of dissatisfaction.

However, the text is still here!There will be some extra episodes later, I hope you can like it.

And I don't know if there will be a second article, but everything depends on fate, I just hope to meet you again by fate. (deep bow)