The Righteous Player(s) Chapter 77: 0 good 1 sin

"I have done hundreds of good deeds in my life but committed one sin. At the end of my life, I committed an unforgivable crime. I would rather die before that... Only for this sin can I bear the burning of my soul. The suffering is what I really hope for.

"This cannot indeed atone for my sins, let alone Bernardino's sins... But I don't have much left in my life. I can only hand over everything I have to you.

"My wisdom, my experience, my knowledge, my elements...my everything.

"This is not my 'love' for you, but my...'last confession' for myself.

"If you don't have a strong enough will, just follow my dream... If you have your own dream, do your best for that goal.

"——Do it for me, Salvatore Black Tower."

Hugo's voice gradually became lower: "I have burned out...and you are about to burn out."

After he finished speaking, he lowered his head and remained motionless.

The surrounding fire, which was as bright as the inside of a furnace, was no longer so bright.

Although he had closed his mouth, Salvatore still stood there, motionless.

It was as if he had turned into a wooden stake, losing his expression, his smile...even his eyes had lost their light.

It is not that knowledge flows into the brain like a river.

Instead, turn yourself into flames, into embers... and forge pig iron into refined steel.

No reservations.

Under the reflection of the firelight, Salvatore's aura became more and more concentrated. "Vatore" gradually shed the devil's shell...the ferocious devil's appearance gradually became delicate, and the sharp claws also lost their hard horniness and became like a girl.

Rather than a demon, she looks more like a horned girl with a bit of magic.

Her overwhelming demonic nature and malice were firmly burned away by this selfless fire.

—No one could sustain the old self in a forge of that size.

The positions between Salvatore and his shadow are reversed.

The original Salvatore was just a "devil's egg". That extremely pure kindness is merely nourishment for the most evil depravity.

But now, with Hugo's completely selfless support, the fragile egg sheaths originally used to hatch demons have been forged into fine steel.

Compared to the unborn embryo inside, the ootheca itself becomes the main body.

Although it was still weak, a majestic and solemn aura permeated Salvatore's eyes.

When Salvatore regained consciousness, his pupils suddenly shrank.

I saw the old man standing motionless and turned gray-white against the faint firelight around him, which was like the setting sun... The scene when his grandfather died overlapped almost exactly.

The fire in Hugo’s eyes had dissipated at some point.

Salvatore subconsciously reached out his hand to support Hugo.

But the moment he touched "Hugo", the old man's gray-white ash body collapsed and flew away silently.

It is something that is burned but cannot be burned.

However, before the ashes fall back to the earth, they can at least fly in the air for a while...

"Teacher..."

Salvatore muttered.

He reached out his hand and tried to hold a speck of ashes.

But when his hand came closer, the flying ashes seemed to be intelligent, avoiding his fingertips and emerging from between his fingers.

But at this moment.

The black and red runes that overlapped into a ring emerged on the front of Salvatore's fingertips and spread into a ring the size of a head.

Those ashes floating in the air seemed to be gathering back in time.

In the blink of an eye, these "ashes" of Hugo were turned into a crystal clear diamond ring by Salvatore.

The inside of the diamond ring is solidified in flame-like fonts, with Hugo's name written on it.

It was an instinctive, high-speed refinement.

This should be a skill that Hugo is good at... Salvatore is famous for his clumsiness, and he knew that he could not refine it so quickly.

Salvatore was stunned in place, looking down at the diamond ring in his hand, extending his thumb and stroking it gently. He felt uncomfortable with the transformation spell that he suddenly became proficient in.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a cool breeze blowing from behind.

Even at this time, he just realized that his back was soaked without knowing it.

Salvatore clenched the ring with caution, then turned around and found that Annan and Isaac were riding up in the "elevator" from below.

He immediately relaxed.

"Annan..."

When Salvatore spoke out, he realized that his voice was still choked with sobs.

Because it was impossible to speak clearly, he quickly covered his mouth.

He was suddenly startled.

At this time, Salvatore felt the tears on his face.

The temperature here was enough to dry the tears on his face. He didn't know when he started crying...or maybe he had been crying all the time.

Annan stepped forward, stood on tiptoes, and quietly wiped away Salvatore's tears.

"...I'm really useless, Annan."

Salvatore said in a very soft and slightly hoarse voice: "I am already over thirty years old...but I still cry non-stop."

"It's over, Thrall."

Annan said softly.

When Annan said these words, new tears welled up in Salvatore's eyes. Then it was wiped away again by Annan.

Annan looked at Sal seriously: "I thought you would make a lot of noise."

"...I am no longer a young man, and I have no room for willfulness. I know you are doing this for my own good...At the very beginning, I realized that you were working together to frame me. Otherwise If so, I will definitely not be able to cheat... I do have some shortcomings."

Salvatore said, turning his head slightly and shaking off Annan's fingertips.

He turned his back and wiped his eyes hard until the tears dried away.

Then he turned around and took a deep breath. As if to remember Hugo's last breath... But what surprised him was that the smell was so obvious.

"I will... always remember the teacher's last wish."

Salvatore closed his eyes tightly and whispered: "I will never embarrass the teacher - even if the crime is ten times more serious than that, I will clean it with my own hands to repay the teacher's kindness."

"That's not necessary."

Annan said solemnly: "Whose sin will be paid with his own hands. You can't repay Hugo's debt."

Salvatore's eyes widened and he tried to defend Hugo: "But the teacher has already..."

Halfway through his words~IndoMTL.com~, he saw Isaac with his eyes lowered next to him, but suddenly his eyes widened, looking behind him in shock and even fear.

Salvatore's heart suddenly jumped.

Not the same slowness as in the past.

He immediately turned around and opened the black-red rune ring in his right hand again - it was a new power that could decompose and reconstruct all things.

But the rune ring at his fingertips was casually slapped away by a familiar hand.

Hugo, who was only about sixteen or seventeen years old in his teenage years, stood naked in the ashes and looked at the three people with a complicated expression.

The only difference from the past is that the same silver sun spell pattern as Annan appeared on his chest.

His left hand tentatively touched his face, as if to confirm something... and his right hand used reverse transformation to easily counter Salvatore's spell.

"...Huh?"

Salvatore was stunned.

He looked at Hugo who had come back from the dead, then looked back at the smiling Annan and the astonished Isaac, and his down brain made a confused voice: "Huh?"

He looked again at the ring he was holding in his hand, which was made from Hugo's ashes.

He raised his head and looked at the boy whose soul was completely burned out.

"...Huh??"

Salvatore, whose mind went blank, could only pronounce one syllable.