Chapter 2260 - 2255: Double Interlocutors
Chapter 2260: Chapter 2255: Double Interlocutors
The Interlocutor doubled?
An inexplicable feeling that the concentration of scale powder in the air had increased.
The sudden harmony added an undeniable thrill to the scene, far surpassing the typical horror story’s slam of a door.
Even more astonishing was that the figure inside not only spoke in an identical voice as the Interlocutor but even had an indistinguishable appearance.
The messy hair, long wings, abs dragging on the ground, were almost like a copy-paste—perhaps that’s what the other party intended to convey?
The earlier simultaneous voice, clearly in the same tone as the Interlocutor.
Is life always more abstract than art? Earlier it was just discussing the Interlocutor’s multiple personality disorder, and now, a complete transformation?
Observing the scene behind the door, Fu Qian clicked his tongue in amazement.
There was a previous mention of the paper villa analogy, but it’s clear that the abstract walls did not affect the basic function of the door.
Not only could it still be opened, but behind it was still His Excellency Alarakir’s residence, with all sorts of rusty weapons displayed within.
Amidst this noisy scene stood a second Interlocutor.
Facing Fu Qian’s scrutiny, it even smiled back warmly.
...
The momentum rose instantly.
In fact, it wasn’t just the one behind the door; even the Interlocutor who traveled alongside them had a smiling face, no longer displaying the previous fear.
And the explanation for this change seemed to either be that the previous expressions were all fake, merely performing to fit the character Fu Qian envisioned, or that this time they successfully reversed the situation, finally expressing joy and rapidly uplifting their mood.
Of course, no matter which, it was something Fu Qian found pleasing.
Perhaps along the way, they always communicated in their usual tone, but for him, it never felt like that old friend had fully reappeared before him.
The best-case scenario was no more than a laughing patient with depression.
The purpose of calling out the Interlocutor was always to let the prisoners perform freely.
A new act emerging so quickly, what’s there to be dissatisfied with?
"Sure."
For a moment, Fu Qian was quite amiable, nodding in agreement with the Interlocutor’s suggestion to thank them both.
"It would be best if you could introduce yourselves simultaneously, mentioning which Excellency you belong to."
He even additionally suggested attaching a prefix, as if aiming for a complete collection.
"That’s an interesting suggestion."
To one’s relief, the party involved appeared quite willing to cooperate.
The Interlocutor behind the door was the first to speak, nodding slightly in response to Fu Qian’s suggestion, seriously contemplating.
"But is there a chance for reciprocity, with you introducing yourselves first?"
However, immediately following, he wore a difficult expression, as if facing some challenge.
"No chance."
Fu Qian naturally wore a friendly face, casually refusing.
...
"Heh heh... The great Dark Moon and His Knight, together seeking traces of another moon."
Despite the rejection, the Interlocutor inside the door seemed entirely unperturbed.
He even mirthlessly helped answer in return.
And the content that slipped out of his mouth was quite extraordinary, essentially encapsulating the core purpose of Fu Qian and his companion’s journey in just one sentence.
"Do you know what you look like in my eyes? A couple of dull-headed fools, assuming they can control the situation in any circumstance, oblivious to their impending doom."
But before Fu Qian could express any thoughts, the Interlocutor inside sharply shifted the topic, although his expression remained bright, the content took on an aggressive tone accompanied by a literal curse.
"Trust me, your best outcome is to find a dark corner, repeating a tedious performance day after day, and hoping you don’t tire of it, ooh—"
Toward the end, as the speaker seemingly foresaw the scene, even gave a call that could be described as exhilarating, allowing pent-up emotions to be thoroughly released.
"Just like you’re doing now?"
And in this pause, Fu Qian finally had a chance to comment.
"... What do you mean?"
The Interlocutor inside the door finally reigned in his emotions a little, casually asking Fu Qian.
Young man,
At that moment, Fu Qian merely shook his head again.
Did you think by casually altering your appearance, disguising your ranks, you could remain hidden in front of the two big shots of the Dark Moon Sect?
Let’s not mention my radar-like vision already detected some anomaly, can’t you see His Excellency the Pontiff is ready to make a judgment?
Did you think the two visitors exchanged glances earlier because you guessed their intentions, leaving them somewhat at a loss?
The meaning in the Witch’s eyes was crystal clear, confirming whether to execute on the spot or listen to you ramble a bit more.
If not for this Knight’s kind heart, why would you have the chance to showcase your acting skills here?
...
Indeed, anyone seeing the previous scene would instinctively think the Interlocutor went from split personality to split body.
After all, in essence, it belongs to the realm of dreams, so such a transformation isn’t particularly surprising.
But to Fu Qian, even without using something like radar vision to discern, there was always a reason to suspect the identity.
The reason is simple, the time has come.
If I were one of the prisoners, facing the Witch and Tyrant’s earlier displays, certain things must be scaled up.
This is a process of advance and retreat.
Their goal is to lure the enemy deeper, eventually leaving the victim with no path to return.
Whereas our aim is to delve as deeply as possible while maintaining a retreat path, searching for the hidden target.
In such circumstances, aside from depth, speed also becomes a crucial factor to consider.
Perhaps not fully grasping the operational mechanism, but if our actions are excessively efficient, there’s every reason to suspect it isn’t favorable for the prisoners’ plan.
Doesn’t contamination spread require some time too?
From Fu Qian’s perspective, the best scenario for them is for the two of us to face a dim future and enticing target, hesitating more as we move forward, ultimately maximizing immersion before finding our target within this theme park.
However, the Witch’s previous performance resembled an overly sharp knife, surely leaving a profound impression on them.
Since the target themselves aren’t slowing down, can the prisoners who have pinned high hopes on this plan truly resist stepping in to lend a hand?
Directing the Interlocutor to quickly lead the two of us to sufficient depth, then acting to keep us there long enough, is no more than a normal choice.
It can even be said it’s something Fu Qian had been anticipating since a moment ago—oh?
His expression carried a hint of regret, and before he even had a chance to answer the Interlocutor questioning "what do you mean," that figure had quietly merged into the mist, transforming and ascending to immortality.
All within seconds of that earlier excited cry.
Truly deserving of being a big shot striving for freedom, decisiveness in execution indeed.
That rhetorical question was never meant to demand an answer, but a mere form of self-concealment.
In his musings, Fu Qian exchanged glances with the Witch once more, their identity clearly no longer in question.