Chapter 586 Is It Him? Is It Him? Is It Him? Is It Him?

"Seele, what's wrong with you? Is there something particularly important..."

The body was semi-forced to be intervened by another [self], which was an unprecedented state in the history of the two "Seele". It was so urgent that the other self did not have time to explain and made such an offensive move. Seele could not help but start to worry from the bottom of her heart.

No, not only did she not have time to explain, but she was probably... unwilling to explain. Before, in that moment before, the "self" who existed as the stigmata directly seized the control of the body for a short time, and left the cafeteria and Sister Bronya without saying anything. But until now, until the passage where they walked became less and less crowded, until the control of the body was returned to Seele as a "human", the other self did not have the slightest intention of explaining, but just kept urging Seele to move forward, forward, and speed up in the direction she specified.

In a sense, she was such a rough and direct existence, as a response to the gentle Seele in the past who no longer existed - if you are willing to think so, you can ignore the abnormality that happened in front of you. But Seele understood that it was just a stupid act called "stealing a bell while covering one's ears".

However, although the other self maintained a strange silence, it was this overly simple, but actually complex attitude that allowed Seele to make some judgments that were not out of line.

After all, there should be no other existence in the world that could make Seele, the Holy Mark, lose control like this.

"Another me, do you... feel the breath of Brother Mikael?"

Perception is a complex art, but in this respect, Seele, the Holy Mark, is not much better than Seele herself. There is only one thing - if it is really that person, he also has the same Holy Mark as Seele, and Seele, as the [Holy Mark Will], has responded to the degraded Shanyat Holy Mark on Anna, so naturally she should be able to feel the resonance of two completely identical Holy Marks born in different eras.

Seele, the Holy Mark, did not deny this, but did not give any affirmation.

Such a cold attitude is unprecedented, but Seele knew that she must be thinking about something very important.

So, when Stigma Xier gave the order "speed up, turn right" in her mind, Xier did it without hesitation.

"Buzz——"

There seemed to be a vague sound in the distance, but it didn't seem to be something that could be grasped.

It was more like a kind of prompt sound, reminding the two girls in the same body - in front of them, in front of this endless passage, there was only the back of a person.

But Xier hesitated at the moment when she was about to take a step.

The man who was still a dozen steps away from her, although he had a height and body shape similar to Mikael, had long black hair that was different from that man's, which was over his shoulders.

But such hesitation didn't even need Stigma Xier to explain, and was answered by Xier herself - "No, as the Herrscher of Reason, it would probably be quite simple for Brother Mikael to change his appearance."

But to be on the safe side, she still planned to make a final confirmation with Stigma Xier - if it was really Mikael, she didn't think it was the right choice to rush up and contact him. Rather, it would be too rash to do so without knowing the other party's intentions at all.

"I know what you want to ask."

Somewhat unexpectedly, at this time, Stigma Xier finally took the initiative to speak.

But the answer she gave made Xier subconsciously relieved:

"If it was as you thought, I would definitely not drag you here alone. At least I didn't feel the power of the stigma that could resonate with me in that person."

"Ah? Then Xier, you are..."

"Compared to feeling the resonance of the stigma and suspecting this person, it is better to say that this person's performance when eating in the cafeteria is more suspicious."

Xier followed the man slowly. Since Stigma Xier wanted to explain, she was of course willing to figure everything out before taking action.

"That person sat alone at a long table from the beginning, and didn't eat anything, just drank coffee."

Xier was speechless. Just listening to this description gave people a feeling of "Mikael". She couldn't even judge whether this was a "stereotype".

"Maybe he's just worried?"

"I haven't finished talking yet. But after those people started arguing, this guy suddenly interrupted frivolously."

"That sentence, that sentence..."

"Hmm!"

"..."

This is even more Mikael.

Unconsciously, in the eyes of the girl and others, Mikael has changed from a simple name to an adjective. This of course requires a certain degree of understanding and understanding of the existence marked by the name, even so, the possibility of misjudgment cannot be ruled out.

"Could it be just a similar personality? You once said that the stigma is not just as simple as genetic engineering. Genes are just a manifestation of the stigma, just like Xier obviously cannot be sure that she has the blood of Shanyat, but she can awaken the power of the stigma that no one in the Shanyat family has awakened in 5,000 years. If the person in front is really Mikael, even if he changes to a brand new body, he can't erase the stigma, right?"

Xier asked.

"Who knows? The stigmata on his body are, in a sense, the starting point of all stigmata... No, for today's humans, the starting point is someone else. But if the development of stigmata is not considered a diffraction type, but a ring named after the inventor of the stigmata, then the stigmata of that man is undoubtedly both the starting point and the end point of all stigmata. So, even if he developed something that violates the normal operating rules of stigmata, it is not completely impossible."

"The stigmata... is a Möbius strip? Xier, what is your basis for saying this? "

"Although I think it's not a good idea to explain these things temporarily in this situation, if I don't say it, you will be unable to sleep tonight because of thinking about it. I have also said many times that the nature of the stigmata is a story derived from human civilization. Isn't there a saying in human beings - what has happened will happen again, what has been done will be done again, and there is nothing new under the sun. If time is stretched to infinity, then most of the stories experienced by humans have already happened in some form and will be repeated in some form. "

"Xier... I don't think I can hear it. Understand..."

"It's right that you don't understand. I don't understand either - these are all the conversations between Mobius and Mikael that I secretly recorded. In fact, Xi'er, your existence is the best proof. The reason why you can awaken such a holy mark has nothing to do with Shanyat's bloodline. It's just because you are Xi'er, the Xi'er of this era. "

"..."

"It seems to be off topic, but it didn't waste much time. In short, even if we don't consider the principles that neither of us understand, the existence of that man itself means that all miracles do not exist - because he can do everything you can think of, just in terms of power, it is true. Not to mention, Mobius beside him was originally the creator of the holy mark. In 50,000 years, it is not impossible to come up with a method that can prevent me from sensing the resonance of the holy mark. "

"Then... Xi'er, what are you planning to do now to confirm the person in front..."

"Simple, you follow him, say a few words to him, take a look at his ID card, and it would be best if you can find a way to touch his right hand, then..."

The words of the holy mark Xi'er were stuck in her throat before she could finish speaking.

Because the man who had been walking in front of her at a steady pace suddenly stopped and turned his body sideways:

"Uh... Miss Xier, what can I do for you?"

"..."

Stalking is not something that a normal person would do anyway, and Xier didn't realize it until this moment.

She made a fist with her right hand and gently pressed it against her chest. Xier almost instantly understood what the Holy Scar Xier meant when she said that the man in front of her looked like Mikael.

The man's chin was full of stubble that had not been taken care of for a long time, and his loose hair also revealed a mess. There was a horizontal wrinkle on his forehead, like a scar. There was no sadness, no tension, nothing in his green eyes, just emptiness.

- Judging from his appearance alone, he can't say that he is exactly the same as Mikael, but he has nothing to do with him.

But at the moment of turning around, at the moment of their eyes meeting, Xier easily felt something. At that moment, the indescribable familiarity she felt through his eyes made her, who had already become a mature Valkyrie, fall into a state of bewilderment.

"Calm down, Xier, if it is really him, you don't need to worry so much. No matter what reason he has for sneaking in here, he must have a goal that requires him to hide his identity to achieve. Of course, you need to show some suspicion, but it is only suspicion, so that he will not take the risk of attacking you-of course, in my personal judgment, the possibility that Mikael will attack Xier does not exist at all."

Sometimes, Xier will touch Mikael's shadow from the nagging words of the Holy Scar Xier, but the most important thing is that she is right.

After a moment, or perhaps it was not a moment at all, Xier raised her head, hesitantly, but gently asked:

"Um, sir, where have you seen Xier? I always feel a little familiar?"

The man blinked his eyes slightly and nodded apologetically.

"Did I overstep my bounds in what I said in the cafeteria just now? But the words of those idiots were really disgusting, and I didn't have the courage to face so many people, so I had to change the subject in a way that everyone could accept. However, Miss Xier, if my memory is correct, I should have seen you. It was in Canghai City, a year ago, when the collapse broke out, you saved me from a tank-level collapse beast."

"Hmm?"

The two Xiers made a light exclamation at the same time, and her brows furrowed at the same time.

One year ago, Canghai City.

This is not a long time ago, but too many things happened in the past year, and the process of "seeking" was not smooth. But the most surprising thing is that, in the end, she really found the corresponding part in a corner of her memory that she had never paid attention to.

In the complex and ever-changing battlefield of Canghai City, it was a small episode that could not be any smaller, and Xier remembered that Mikael was busy communicating with the knights of Shenzhou at that time, and did not participate in the command of the battle, so naturally he had no way of knowing about it. It can't be that the two of them really wronged a good person, right?

The thought of regret flashed by. Since we have already tried to get to this point, it is better not to give up halfway. Besides, there are still some uncertainties about the identity of this man. It doesn't matter if we treat it as a normal procedure. Coincidentally, in the rules re-issued by Anti-Entropy half a year ago, she, as a Valkyrie, was indeed given corresponding responsibilities.

"Xi'er, try to touch his right hand. This can be regarded as the last test."

"This is..."

"The original location of Mikael's stigma should be the right wrist, but when the body was reorganized, for the sake of appearance, he transferred the stigma pattern to the chest, but it was only the pattern that was transferred. As long as there are still stigmata on his body, even if some means are used to block my detection, I should be able to detect it the moment I touch his right hand."

"Okay."

Xi'er swallowed lightly and smiled politely.

"I remember that, but why are you here, sir? From Canghai City to Salt Lake City, this is a distance across half the world, right? Anyway, Xier did meet you for the first time at the Salt Lake City base, and you didn't wear a badge... If possible, can Xier check your ID?"

"Oh, oh."

The man took out a certificate from his arms without hesitation, held it between his right index and middle fingers, and handed it to Xier. Along with that, the lifeless voice was also transmitted:

"Ms. Xier, as you can see, I knew everything about Honkai half a year earlier than most people in this world. So when the information about Honkai was announced and Tianming, Shenzhou, and Nientropy all began to recruit people on a large scale, I also wanted to contribute. The Archbishop of Tianming was too exaggerated, and Shenzhou was more than good at maintaining the status quo, but not aggressive enough, so I chose Nientropy."

"Then, Xier, can I ask a few more questions? After all, Mr. Kruger's face doesn't look good, and he was alone in the cafeteria before. Did you encounter any difficulties?"

"It can't be said to be a difficult thing."

The man's voice still didn't fluctuate much, like a machine that had been programmed long ago, and would only move towards the finish line impartially.

However, before he said the next sentence, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up because of mockery:

"It's just that in the past month or so since I came to the Salt Lake City base, I have seen some not-so-good things."

Xi'er lowered her head. She knew what the man was referring to. Otherwise, he would not have spoken before and ended the dispute of the group of people by praising her.

"Oh, by the way, Miss Xi'er, if there is no problem, can you return the certificate to me? I asked for leave today and plan to go out. If I miss the time to go out, the vacation will be wasted."

Raising her head, the girl realized that this passage was the pedestrian passage leading to the gate of the base. That's why there are only two of them on this road at this moment.

Taking a deep breath, Xi'er's thumb gently pressed the name column corresponding to the certificate, and then handed it back to the man named Kruger in front of him.

"I see, thank you for your trust, Mr. Kruger."

Kruger didn't smile on his face, but stretched out his right index finger and middle finger again to clip the certificate back.

Twice in a row, once passed and once passed back, Xier accidentally touched the man's right hand fingers, and the other self in her mind, after a moment of silence, told her a piece of news that was hard to say whether it was good or bad:

"Xier, he is not... No, I did not feel the stigmata, but this does not mean that this man is not necessarily a fake Michael. I have said it before, but in terms of power, the existence of that man itself means that all miracles can be accomplished, even making the stigmata on his body disappear is not impossible, so..."

"It's okay, Xier."

In the restless mind, the girl comforted the other self with gentle words.

"But, today, let's stop here."

"Xier, you-can't, it's so hard to have such an opportunity..."

"Xier!"

The girl shouted the other's name in her heart-which was also her own name.

"I believe Mr. Kruger is not a bad person, but the important thing is, Xier, you don't have any more ways to prove that he is Mikael's brother, right?"

"Even so..."

Stigma Xier quickly turned off the fire, she couldn't help but wonder if she was too obsessed with that figure, so she couldn't help but mistake a man who was just a little similar as him?

With such thoughts, but unwilling to admit this mistake, Xier just snorted lightly, and then said with an attitude of not caring:

"Tsk! Forget it, whatever you want."

In the dissatisfied smacking sound of another self, Xier put on an impeccable smile and said goodbye to the gentleman named Kruger.

After watching his figure leave the base, Xier frowned slightly. She raised her hand to check the time on her watch and didn't waste any more time.

She walked towards the direction of the physical training room. The metal floor under her feet blurred the light from the top of her head, but did not allow her to stop.

Honestly, in the end, judging only by the current information, that man might not really be Mikael, but it was only after he left that Xier belatedly caught the ominous premonition in her heart.

A very, very, very ominous premonition.

It was like the feeling of the sky suddenly getting gloomy on a hot afternoon in this season - it seemed like it was going to rain.

I instinctively raised my head, but my eyes were burned by the glaring light. (End of this chapter)