The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 130: Salvatore’s determination

"Don't think too much, senior."

Looking at Salvatore, who was sitting across the carriage with a frown on his face, there was no trace of fear or uneasiness on Annan's face.

He just hugged his knees with his hands, leaned back on the car, and curled up lazily.

Annan glanced at Salvatore and said: "The Bishop's idea is correct. Both of us are very young. In order to fight for power and profit, that group of people will inevitably cause trouble... This will increase Variables.

"Although Mr. Bishop usually looks like a good old man, it is the good old man who gets angry that is scary. The more at this time, the less I can come forward - after all, what we need now is not someone who completely obeys my command. Roseburg, but Roseburg who will not hold me back at critical moments.

"If it is to achieve this goal, then it is best for us to get out as soon as possible. It would be better if all the forces in Roseburg can mistakenly think that Bishop Daryl has stolen my power. ..."

"No, that's not what I'm thinking about."

Salvatore shook his head and added: "It's not a matter for the bishop to explore the way - since Bishop Daryl can be the district bishop, it means that he at least has the strength of a silver-level transcendent. , and he is older and more experienced, so it is much safer for him to do this than for us."

When exploring unknown rituals, the danger brought by a bad teammate is far beyond what the bonus of one more teammate can make up for...

I would rather have no one to help me than have someone to hold me back.

Not to mention, this teammate cannot be thrown out to attract firepower, but must be distracted to protect...

Annan and Salvatore are not the kind of awkward and ungrateful people.

They clearly know that in front of this kind of enemy - or maybe not an enemy, but in short they are just a loser.

Don’t go and deliver the food.

Those who could have won have to lose...

"What I'm thinking about," Salvatore whispered, "is there really any reason... to prevent Master Michelangelo from being resurrected?

"That is a true master, highly respected. In addition to his reputation and countless disciples in the world of extraordinary beings, he is also an art master in the mortal world..."

Maybe it’s because I’m used to being hit by shadows.

The timidity in Salvatore's tone made him reluctant to express his thoughts.

Especially when this idea is somewhat "unreasonable".

After all, in the extraordinary world view, any unknown, unreviewed and unapproved private rituals are not trustworthy - they must be vigilant.

No one knows what the necessary sacrifices and materials are in this ritual.

No one can be sure what side effects this ritual will have after it is established.

No one can guarantee what the purpose of this person's ritual was.

No matter which one goes wrong, it may cost more than one life.

To put it bluntly...

Since you can use an unknown ritual that has not been registered, and no one is willing to vouch for you... then it means that your purpose does not want or cannot be noticed by others, right?

Then for the sake of our own safety and the safety of others, it is natural for us to prevent you from performing the ritual, right?

So, once the extraordinary people see someone secretly performing some unknown ritual, their first reaction is to stop his ritual and completely interrupt it.

Salvatore's idea that "maybe it would be better to let the ceremony be established" is a naive move that would be ridiculed in the world view of an extraordinary person.

But...

"I support you, senior."

Annan's tone was calm and sincere: "I think your attitude on this matter is correct. If this ceremony is really to resurrect Master Michelangelo, then for the sake of safety, let's call it inertial thinking without thinking. It would be too conservative to destroy it.

"We are all ordinary people, we are all mortals. All mortals make mistakes... In other words, the practice of 'uprooting all rituals' must be wrong at some point, right? So why can't it What about now?"

——There is no doubt that Annan’s words belong to the sophistry of children.

No adult would take such words from a child seriously. No matter what the child rambles on, one thing cannot be denied - he is just guessing.

Take risks based on your speculations.

This is never a wise move.

...But Salvatore came from the bottom of his heart and wanted to believe Annan's words.

In other words, he has already planned to do this. I just lack an excuse.

"Thanks, Don Juan."

Salvatore took a deep breath: "Then, I will stay in the basement when I get back and prepare a batch of pre-conversion agent urgently. When the fifth day is approaching, remember to call me in advance. I will make another emergency call that day. Make a batch of useful potions...Thank God, I brought enough materials before coming to Frozen Water Port."

He looked at Annan and asked with some uncertainty: "Will you accompany me back to Roseburg in five days?"

Although Annan seemed to not want to ruin this resurrection ceremony.

But for Salvatore, it is enough as long as Annan does not interfere. He does not expect Annan to accompany him on the adventure...

His shadow told him the same thing - although the risk of failure of this plan was not great, once he speculated that it failed, the price would not be something he could bear. Losing the title of Son of the Black Tower is a minor matter, but if the loss is heavy, it is possible to be expelled or wanted.

——Salvatore wanted to give it a try.

Because Master Michelangelo is undoubtedly a useful person to this world. His value is much higher than that of a useless person with no talent... If he guesses wrong in the end, then Salvatore will be able to safely **** the civilians to escape by risking his life and releasing the shadow.

"Don Juan" would be the wisest choice not to follow him.

But that’s what it says.

He still hopes that he can listen to "Don Juan"'s opinions when making decisions...

"Of course I will come. This is different from asking the Bishop to check out the situation. It is dangerous for you to go there... If I advocate that you take the risk, and I can come but don't come, that is different from What's the difference between a bastard?"

But Annan exceeded his expectations and just replied leisurely: "You can just call me then.

"I'm just curious about one thing, senior... I hope you can answer it for me.

“Did you really just think that ‘resurrecting Michelangelo would be a good thing’ and decided to get involved in this troublesome matter?”

Annan asked.

His eyes sparkled, full of curiosity.

It is true that he originally planned to get involved in this matter... but Annan's curiosity about Salvatore is also true.

Because according to Annan's analysis, Salvatore must be hiding something in his heart.

Otherwise, given his character, he should first persuade Annan not to go, and then decisively choose to accompany him on the adventure after Annan refused. Rather than being so proactive... Regardless of whether Annan goes or not, he will go and witness the unknown grand ceremony that spans several years.

Annan was very curious about the answer.

Peering into the secrets of other people's hearts and the hidden personality essence of others is also one of Annan's joys in life.

Salvatore was silent.

He was thinking...or rather, he was also asking himself. ~IndoMTL.com~ Finally, he spoke with a firm tone: "Part of the reason is about Mr. Noterdam. I am a little worried about him, and I always believe that he is not a bad person - my intuition tells me so. .

"But I can't judge a person's quality based on my own speculation. I must use my eyes to see for myself, use my ears to hear for myself, and use my heart to judge.

"And if he is not a villain, then he must be in a very difficult state now... He needs help, but as far as the eye can see, everyone wants him dead. Even if he has done nothing wrong..."

Just like what he said on the carriage.

When Salvatore said this, he paused slightly.

He raised his head and stared at the roof of the car.

It's like looking at someone in the memory.

Salvatore whispered in a low voice, as if he was talking in a dream: "I...how can I turn my face away from the suffering that others have endured?"