Capítulo 965: Chapter 719: Deadlock Let the White Bull’s footsteps retreat slightly. Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by novel※fire.net “…That’s it, the reason why the Silver Lamp is determined to destroy the world, the root is the Gray Fox legacy in the Dead City. Perhaps when she was young, the Silver Lamp accidentally entered the Dead City and managed to come out, but she is not the Black Crow; she can’t pass through the Fog Gate without a cost, and the necessary condition for passing through the Fog Gate is to fully accept and inherit the final will of the Gray Fox Mage.” “Once she leaves the Sanctuary, she’s destined to face the challenges head-on.” On the sixteenth level of the Silent Spiral, Igula revealed all the information to Ash. After listening, Ash nodded silently but asked an unrelated question: “You actually knew about this back in the Dead City, didn’t you?” Because you didn’t ask… Igula subconsciously wanted to brush it off like that, but seeing the Cult Leader quietly gazing at him, the words turned into a pointed question: “Are you accusing me?” “I’m not blaming you, how could I vent my anger at you? If the Silver Lamp’s purpose in luring us to the Dead City was to make us discover the truth, then it should be her who tells us, not your responsibility. Besides, I have many secrets I’m hiding from you too, so what right do I have to blame you for concealing things from me?” Ash said softly, “I am selfish too, but not selfish enough to think everyone should be selfless.” “I’m just a bit saddened.” “I am sad just right enough to understand your good intentions and realize the problem lies with me. It’s because I let you have doubts that I don’t get more trust from you.” You… Igula couldn’t help but grit his teeth for a moment, is this the power of the Minstrel’s words? It sounds so real that even I can’t see the flaws, he still has a smile on his face, but it makes people feel as if his eyebrows are drooping, like a dog suddenly kicked into the water while walking. “You’re not me.” Igula looked to the other side, folded his arms across his chest, and said, “Not everyone can be indifferent to tragedy. Since we will leave here, let it become a place worth remembering somewhat, not just remembering these irreparable tragedies.” “Some tragedies have no solution, they are a dead knot. Having one more person see the dead knot only means one more person distressed.” “Thank you.” Ash smiled, “Your explanation means a lot to me.” “I’m not explaining,” Igula said, “Just letting you know that you never had my trust. The only person a Swindler trusts is themselves.” Ash smiled slightly and said, “However, you got one thing wrong.” “Since one more person seeing a dead knot means there’s definitely a possibility to untie it.” Ash waved his hand, “Alright, I understand, quickly go back and help Tamasi. And Gwen, you go too, I’ll handle Silver Lamp alone.” “Moreover, you’re better at assisting Igula.” Ash winked at Gwen, “Cooperating with me is a waste.” Gwen bowed her head slightly, hiding the faint blush on her face. Igula prepared to leave but suddenly said, “I know what your confidence against Silver Lamp is, but don’t truly think you can fully control her. For someone whose heart is cold as iron, the tenderness from a bit of emotion is really negligible.” Ash couldn’t help but feel a bit embarrassed, “I’ve said I wouldn’t be selfish to think others are selfless.” “I’ve collected information on Silver Lamp’s past during this period, made a psychological profile of her.” Igula continued, “I originally thought her leading us… leading you to the Dead City was hoping you could understand her, become her companion, possibly even save her. After all, destroying the world, killing millions, such things, without any benefit to oneself, are extremely hard for normal people to accept, which is why no one has been able to come out of the Dead City for centuries.” “Silver Lamp is the only exception, but the will forcibly instilled in her when she was young can really remain firm and unshaken? Might she have started to resist this mission as an adult but couldn’t fully abandon it, always trapped in a struggle, seeing you as a lifeline hoping you could pull her out of the mire?” Ash couldn’t help but nod, similar thoughts popped up after hearing Igula’s analysis. “Better not hold such naïve fantasies.” Igula said coldly, “If I’m not mistaken, Silver Lamp’s initial intention might truly be to hope you understand her, but she has always been solitary, doesn’t need your help at all, so she doesn’t need you to join her.” “She simply wants you to know she’s doing something incredible.” “What do you mean?” Ash was puzzled. “In layman’s terms,” Igula said, “she feels proud of her career.” “She’s actually showing off.” “I am the Destructive World Technique.” The sun is bright, the sea breeze blows, Weiser stands barefoot on the beach, squats down to pick up a conch, glancing slightly at Ash, her eyes seem to glow. As if they’re discussing not Senluo’s life and death, but the patterns on the conch. Ash pondered, “You become the Dream Master of the Kingdom of Senluo… does that mean the responsibility to maintain the Kingdom of Senluo falls to you?” “But…” Ash carefully chose his words, “it was always Lord Senluo maintaining the Kingdom of Senluo before. Silver Lamp, can you really… take on this role?”