Chapter 122 The Miracle Named Love

"...A choice?"

Annan read softly, and was silent for a moment.

He vaguely realized something.

"Ingrid's side... probably is indeed the other side of "The Book of Skycarts."

"That's right. She does have the possibility of ascending to become a Skycar."

Zhi Ji nodded: "But the one who has the initiative now is actually your side.

"If you give up the Book of the Crane, or if you ascend more slowly than her, then "Praise the Name of the Crane" will really become a book of prophecy - because Ingrid has indeed completed the above Prophecy. She will 'fly up with love' and become a veritable celestial car.

"But if you ascended before her, then "Praise the Name of the Skycart" would not be a book of prophecy from the very beginning, and the things in it would not have the inevitability of fulfillment..."

"...Because fate is a rut."

Annan murmured.

At this moment, he finally fully understood the "complete correctness" and "choice correctness" of this sentence.

This sentence is recorded in "Praise the Name of Tianche".

If it is Ingrid who wins, then this sentence means that "the sky cart always rides on fate".

And if Annan is the one who wins, this sentence becomes "Only the Tianche can decide the fate".

These are two completely different interpretations, and they will bring completely different forces.

Is this the consecration ceremony after the Book of Truth is collected...?

Annan couldn't help asking: "Do all the books of truth have to make such a choice?"

"Ha, how is it possible."

Yaweng snorted, showing a half-smile expression: "When all the fragments of the truth are collected in one person, how can there be so many qualified people in the world.

"Lisa's child encountered this kind of thing back then, because the Book of Truth selected 'the two of them' from the very beginning. In other words, it was 'Pygmalion who fell in love with Lisa'.

"That child, Ingrid, has already started preparing for the ceremony more than a hundred years ago. "Praise the Name of the Sky Chariot" was even far before that... Before you did not obey the call of "The Book of the Sky Chariot" When she came to this world, Ingrid already had a certain degree of adaptability to Tianche, and even saw the dawn of success several times. Strictly speaking, she was the one who came first."

Speaking of this, Jawon stretched out a finger and pointed at Annan.

"And what about you? It took less than a year after that little bastard with a bad stomach reset his head, and he collected the "Book of Cranes". For Ingrid , which is tantamount to completely negating her hard work and the meaning of her existence.

"I'm looking forward to what Ingrid's mood is like now and what kind of actions she will make."

Yaweng grinned, chuckling lightly.

He made no secret of his malice.

It was a joy from the bottom of my heart.

This is not any opinion or hostility towards Ingrid. It's just a strange expectation of "I just want to see your expression".

Annan was not surprised by this.

After all, Yawen is the teacher of the tragedy writer, and also the god that the tragedy writer believed in back then.

Just looking at the character of a tragic writer, Yawen, whom he would worship wholeheartedly, is roughly a kind of piss, and Annan is not unexpected...

And even in the field of Leziren, Yaweng is undoubtedly the mentor of tragedy writers.

One of the reasons why the tragedian is hated and feared is that he directs a tragedy himself.

For example, quietly tell the child the secret of his father’s cheating, so that his wife can discover it by accident; or tell an orphan that his adoptive father is the murderer who killed his biological father; or tell a criminal that he is actually someone The illegitimate son of a great man...

Everything he said was true without exception.

But they are also words that others don't want him to say, and they are also words that will bring lamentation and misfortune. In this respect, he is somewhat similar to the Faceless Poet, except that the reason the Faceless Poet does it is usually because it is the Keeper of Secrets and "doesn't want a secret to be buried", so it finds a way to tell it to another person ——This is a relatively positive reason.

It is precisely because of this that tragic writers and faceless poets are called "clowns" and "big clowns".

Completely different motivations than the Faceless Poet.

Tragedy writers like to pierce the layer of hypocrisy that people keep, and make the most cruel and dark facts public; he will guide the confused and mediocre souls to start searching upwards, but no matter whether the other party is on the right path or the wrong path, he will Just stand by and admire.

"——That's because the child of Melanbos believes that human nature is inherently evil."

Yaweng guessed what Annan was thinking with just one glance.

Of course he doesn't have the ability to read minds—or, even if Javon had it, he wouldn't bother to use it.

It's just his excellent wisdom that made Yawon realize why Annan was suddenly silent for a moment and what he was thinking in the first place.

Yawon said unceremoniously: "This is where Mo Lanbosi is immature, and it is also the field where he is closest to madness.

"The so-called art is to pursue 'extremely sober madness'. But he is too crazy and too little sober. Rather than pursuing art, he is more like an addicted fans of watching dramas.

"He just expects the plot to win or the plot to fail - whether it's meeting his expectations and telling him 'human beings are like this', or shattering his original expectations and telling him 'there is another world in this world. Every possibility' would make him ecstatic.

"That's good, but it's not enough. He lacks the eye for beauty, which is why he can only be called the 'God of Murder and Conspiracy' even though he is called a 'tragedy writer'."

Annan knew what Jawong was talking about.

Compared with tragedies, who personally guide one tragedy after another, experience the suffering, and look forward to the very few stars who can break the fate of suffering - Javon's works are undoubtedly better.

Paper Girl is Yaweng's work.

The entangled, infatuated and desperate love that happened between Lisa and Pygmalion... Yaon did not intervene in any way.

He just watched the two of them silently, ensuring that the story would develop normally... and waiting for the final outcome with all his heart.

Obviously, both of them are willing to sacrifice for each other, but at the same time they are both willing to accept the other's sacrifice for themselves;

Obviously this love cannot be answered correctly and will never be answered, but both of them believe that the other party can feel their own love in the dark;

Obviously the hearts between the two are so, so close, but they still can't break through that thin canvas and really touch each other...

Just one step away.

But it is so close.

——But until the end, the two of them had no regrets at all.

That love is too hot and pure to tolerate any curses and resentment.

Annan suddenly understood.

The "Lisa" Javon has been chanting is not the name Javon gave to the dragon in the painting... but the name Pygmalion gave it.

It is not that painting that is Javon's "child" and his favorite "work".

It is the "miracle of love" entwined between the painting and the dragon.

"...Compared with you, the level of tragedy writers is indeed far inferior."

Annan sighed from the bottom of his heart.

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