After hearing Karen's words, the confusion and regret on Mr. Dallis's face began to gradually fade away, replaced by a complex expression of surprise and ridicule.

He looked at Karen and asked softly:

"Captain Cullen..."

"Um."

"So, you are not hers?"

"Oh, you thought I was Mrs. Fisher's, so you were deliberately hiding it from me just now?

Do you think I will report your situation to Mrs. Fisher?"

"Yes, because her granddaughter is in your team."

"I'm not."

"Now I know you are not, otherwise you would not have led me to lie to her."

"It's unnecessary for me to do this because you are already planning to lie to her."

"Yes, that's right. If she wants a good result, then I will give her a good result. She has always used me as a guinea pig, and I am willing to be her guinea pig, but the premise is

...The result is what I want.

But now, the result is not what I want, so she must step into this abyss of pain and despair with me.

It is actually very easy to lie to her. Even if she sees me looking like this, she will still think that it is my personal reasons that led to the failure. She will definitely succeed.

A person is deceived because she wants to believe it."

"Can you tell me your current situation?"

Karen looked around, and finally pulled over a chair where the guard was sitting, sat down, and looked at Darius through the cell door.

Then, he silently took out the cigarettes that had come down from Neo's car, lit one, and after taking a puff, the pain in his soul that had just started was suppressed.

In fact, he should take a good rest to recuperate now, but conditions do not allow it.

It's like opening a store to do business. Either you are very busy or you are too busy. This is also life.

"Captain Cullen should know something."

"Just say what you want."

"I originally thought I succeeded when my father died, but at that time, I suffered too much pain, just like pumping air into a bicycle tire, taking it out for a while, and pounding it in again..."

Hearing this, Karen frowned slightly, and what came to mind was the scene of him killing Bishop Dolf. He instinctively felt that this process should have something to do with him.

Darius continued: "It's very painful, very torn, very despairing..."

"Is it because of this reason that it failed?"

"No, although this process was very painful, when it was completely over, I felt an indescribable power coming to me, like a blessing that could be touched with my hands.

Do you understand this feeling, Captain Cullen?"

Karen was noncommittal.

"I have read some records, and there has been a saying among the higher-ups in the church that the fragments of the godhead were condensed and brought into our Temple of Order by the temple gate. If this elder has a family, then his family will also get something from him.

With the blessing of the Temple of Order, the talent and development of this family will be significantly boosted for generations to come.

And this kind of assistance has nothing to do with the intervention of the temple elder’s identity.”

"I've heard this said."

Dis said something similar, which probably means that after the top one grows fruit, it will fertilize the surrounding seedlings heavily.

"Well, I believe it is true, because I feel it, but...it's different from what I thought."

"So, it wasn't your previous suffering that led to your failure, it was the final result of this curse that led to your failure?"

"Yes, this curse is bound to fail. It cannot succeed. This is the most terrifying thing about this curse. It keeps giving you hope, keeps hanging on you, and finally gives you a deep despair, haha."

"Can you be more specific?"

"Of course, but Captain Cullen, can you give me a cigarette? I need it now too."

This was originally the cigarette that Darius gave to Neo.

"OK."

Karen took out a cigarette, lit it and handed it to Darius.

Darius took the cigarette and hesitated for a moment. This time he didn't just use his hand to inhale a little bit of the smoke, but directly put it in his mouth and took a strong puff.

There is no nicotine in this thing at all, or in other words, nicotine is considered a low-level substance in it and is not worthy of existing. This is an extremely simple high-level spiritual potion that can paralyze the soul.

Therefore, if the soul is injured, it can be used as a painkiller.

After blowing out a smoke ring, Dalis finally showed a soothing look on his face.

Obviously, compared to the large-scale ulceration on his body, the damage his soul suffered was even more tragic.

"Captain Cullen, what is the difference between a curse and a blessing?"

Karen sighed and reminded: "I think we can speed up the chat process a little bit."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I have some habits that are difficult to change. In diplomatic situations, talking nonsense and talking the same nonsense over and over has almost become a instinct.

I think the reason why this curse cannot be turned into a blessing is because what you get is emotionally charged."

"With emotion?"

"Yes, if they really love you, then what they give you is a blessing. If they hate you, it is a curse.

I don't know if I understand it correctly, but I feel that this should be the truth, at least part of the truth.

I admire the person who developed this secret technique. He is really terrible. This is a secret technique that transforms unthinkable and intangible power into something tangible.

However, I suspect that when he developed this secret technique, his original intention was to bless him.

Because I think that for such a great person, his original intention would not be to do curses at the beginning, which would seem very low-level, Captain Cullen, can you understand what I am saying?"

Karen nodded.

"But just like newly smelted silver, it will darken if left outside for a long time. If a blessing is left outside, it will become a curse, hahaha.

I am willing to accept defeat when gambling. I am willing to accept defeat when gambling.

I hate what I deserve to hate, and I retaliate for what I deserve.

Looking at what you just said, Captain Cullen, you are on the same line as me, right?"

"Yes, I want to protect my people."

"Philomena, is she your woman?"

Karen's eyes narrowed slightly, then shook his head.

"I'm sorry, that's not what I meant. I just want to remind you, don't mess with this kind of curse. Once you burn this fire on yourself, you can't extinguish it."

"I don't need you, Mr. Darius, to worry about these things for me."

Whether it's a curse or a blessing, I've already been in this sequence.

"I need some potion materials now, as well as a few scrolls that can hide the breath."

"Where is the pen and paper? Make a list and I'll prepare it for you."

"It's been listed for you. Also, okay, when will you let me out?"

"When do you think the time is right?"

"Tomorrow at noon, I will let her see the me she wants to see."

"Okay, I'll let you out at noon tomorrow."

Karen stood up and prepared to leave.

Darius asked doubtfully: "I'm curious, how do you plan to help her granddaughter?"

"You don't need to know this, because I can't help you."

"Ah, I understand that before the bubble is popped, everything is still possible. Now, I am broken. I think I might die and choose suicide. What do you think?"

"You won't commit suicide, but you really won't live for long. Maybe on the next rainy day, you will turn into a puddle of mud and be washed into a sewer pipe on a certain street in York City."

"What a sad ending, but also pretty good."

"Take good care of yourself and try not to pollute the environment."

"I will, I will." Darius nodded, "Then, can you give me another cigarette?"

Karen took out two cigarettes and handed them to him.

Darius took the cigarette and said with a smile: "I thought you would give me the remaining box."

"It was originally possible."

"You are also injured, just like me, in your soul. How did you do it?"

"You don't need to know."
To be continued...