It’s not that he feels the blow he suffered was too severe and that there is no point in continuing to live...it’s not that simple.
This also includes Sarah's response - if he surrenders, will it implicate his daughter, and will she be completely targeted by Eclipse, or even further targeted by those things.
Perhaps he understood all the things she just said.
He did not have a tombstone with "Laurel" engraved on it in the cemetery, so he knew from the beginning that his wife was not necessarily dead. She might be living under the same sky with him, or she might remain on the earth with her bones and blood.
For more than forty years, he must have tried to find her here. But obviously he didn't get anything. Even though he might have joined the evil sect for the purpose of obtaining intelligence, even the intelligence network of Ni Rikui couldn't dig up the missing mother.
So he must have given up hope a long time ago.
The lack of a tombstone was his last act of stubbornness, but he probably believed in his heart that she was indeed dead. Then the only thing that made him care was her bones and blood, which was the reason why he could persist until now.
"You ate the mystery, which is actually a very dangerous thing." The doctor lowered his head and muttered to himself, "You don't have the capital to face them at the moment. You have enough courage, but not enough accumulation. It's easy to lose control after knowing something."
"So this matter has to be done slowly, and my ending will give you time."
"This is a very fortunate development, isn't it? Whether from a personal emotional perspective or from any other perspective, I can't think of how it could be better."
“So you really have to seize the moment and take advantage of the opportunity.”
He faced the girl with fire in his eyes.
"I said that not only because you would be implicated if you told the truth... but also because 'Coldis might have been killed by someone else'."
"..." Hitzfeld couldn't utter a word. She tried to reach out and press her chest, but her whole body was shaking so violently that she couldn't proceed.
"The fact that you would make such a choice shows that you are not as mature as you think you are. It is a bit unprofessional."
But the doctor continued, "I can imagine... if I really die in someone else's hands, or even if I escape from here today and find your best friend in the future..."
"You can't--" Hitzfeld said hoarsely, "I am... the one who understands you the most... You can't do that, you won't touch her..."
"I won't." The doctor nodded. "My blood has finally taken root here. With her world and friends, I can't bear to destroy it all... but she will kill me."
Her breathing hitched again.
"If that was the case, what would the immature and slightly unprofessional Aisun Hitzfeld think of the sheriff?"
"Will you hate her?"
"Can you still get along with her normally like before?"
"Even if it's not her, but your other friends, or even people who are not your friends, but are just in the same camp and stance as you."
"Answer me, Aisuen, if I die in the hands of those people, can you still maintain your composure?"
"Can you still continue to uphold your justice, stand on her side, stand on the side of this land, and fight for the people above?"
“…I can’t do that.”
Hitzfeld had pulled out the white whale at some point. She held the gun with both hands and pointed the muzzle at the ground with trembling hands.
"What do you mean by impossible?" the doctor pressed.
"Are you unable to continue fighting for them? Or are you unable to keep your human heart and choose to fall and become corrupt?"
"Or you can't... kill me?"
"Don't force me..." Hitzfeld stared at his face, his steps moving backwards bit by bit, "I don't want to think about this now..."
"You have to think about it." The Doctor was pushing her.
The farther she retreated, the farther he would follow.
"You are still very smart...very good reasoning. You should have informed the Tree People before I caught up with you."
"A normal detective wouldn't think that way... It's hard for an ordinary person to plan a murder down to the second... It seems like we have some tacit understanding in some ways."
"So you don't have much time left. You can take a good look around you and look at the friends you sacrificed yourself to protect."
The doctor opened his hands to both sides, motioning her to look at Leon, Baliu, Aman and others who were still unconscious.
"They are about to break free from the nightmare."
"How are you going to explain this to them when they break free and see this?"
"If I remember correctly, there seems to be someone among them who regards me as his mortal enemy. Do you plan to explain our relationship to him?"
He was talking about... Sheriff Rand...
Hitzfeld suddenly remembered that Sheriff Rand once mentioned that his father seemed to have been killed by an ice needle.
"There is no love or hate without reason, Aisuen." The doctor chuckled, "His job is just to guard that piece of land. If it wasn't for his obsession, if it wasn't for discovering the truth of the past and seeking revenge on me, why would he go with you?"
He also forgot to mention Li Ang.
Hitzfeld really hated his own quick thinking, which instantly jumped from the example of Ayn Rand to Leon and Baliu.
Leon...also made a huge sacrifice for Baliu.
I secretly decided to let them know each other's feelings, at least to avoid a tragedy when the scene ends...
Sheriff Rand lost his father...
Oman lost his family and wandered in a foreign country...
Ashley lost her mother and took the risk to enroll in the Knight Academy for me...
Everyone is contributing.
Could she say they sacrificed less than Coldis?
Can sacrifice be quantified? Can it be dug out like a heart and weighed on a scale?
She doesn’t think so…
She also doesn't allow anyone to think that...
But then she would have to——
How is she supposed to accept this?
The deepest nightmare and the most brilliant dream came almost at the same time, and the ending had to be written by her own hand—
She never dreamed that she would face such a choice at the end of this trip.
She felt that nothing could be more ironic than this - the person that Lengdis had been thinking about so much and was even willing to sacrifice his faith to find had actually met him in 1943 in this time and space. Because he was trapped here, he harbored malice towards the indigenous people of Namibia, and could even be said to hate them, so he treated them extremely cruelly and did not even regard them as human beings. In his eyes, those living lives were nothing more than consumables, nothing more than expendables for mechanical experiments.
But in the end, the person he loved most gradually became integrated with this place over the past forty years, and eventually became an aborigine, indistinguishable from the natives.
And Asun...
Aishun Hitzfeld.
She was so calm and composed not long ago. She rejected the heartfelt request of her native friend, arguing that she was "not mature enough" and "for her own good". She told the girl during the investigation and in the car that "a truly mature adult will not be influenced by other people's wills", but in the blink of an eye, she was also told similar words, and she became the one who was accused of being immature.
But damn—
Why did it happen at the time when she least wanted to grow up?
She woke up from time, straddling the two worlds. She had gone through tremendous pain and suffering, and had sent away so many people she cared about, and she had worked so hard to get here.
What is she doing this for?
It's not entirely justice...it definitely includes meeting them.
Then, finally, the fantasy dream became reality and she got what she wanted.
It’s not easy…
It’s not easy…
When she wanted to throw away all her positions and get along with him in her most original identity, she was still rejected.
This is her only chance...
He had to say this to her at this moment.
Tell her to grow up.
Tell her to be professional.
She was so angry that she almost went crazy.
I wish I could just shoot him in the head.
"Don't forget to come to Colossae, 17 Jingong Road, where I left my things."
The doctor suddenly said something without any context, and then began to retreat into the shadows.
"Hitz... Phil?"
The green mist in the sky was fading. Leon opened his eyes little by little. The first thing he saw was the young female detective aiming her gun at a blind spot. The Sheldon dog was standing at her feet, barking wildly in that direction.
His head hurt, as if he had been hit with a blunt object, or a bit like drinking too much... He tried to tilt his head to the left and saw the guy at a glance - and at the same time he also caught a glimpse of more bed frames and the people tied to them.
“Bariu…!?”
Seeing the tree girl struggling with her eyes closed beside him, Leon suddenly came to his senses and began to frantically take off his belt.
"Boom!"
During the process he heard gunshots.
Looking up, the gray-haired girl was still standing there without moving.
The man with blue fire in his eyes staggered away, and no one knew where he hid.
"here you go--"
He couldn't help but cheer.
"Thanks to you, Hitzfeld—"
"Really...if we can survive, you will definitely be the one who deserves the credit!"
He quickly took off his belt, ran to Baliu and started working.
One became two, and the efficiency of the operation doubled. They also rescued the others from the bed frame.
Sheriff Rand, Officer Mike... and Aman, Mary... everyone looked a little confused, not quite knowing where they were or what had just happened.
what's the situation……
We were supposed to be in the carriage...
Then, that unknown thing came over and ate the carriage...
So are we inside that thing now?
"I saw him!" Li Ang gestured to them excitedly.
"that person!"
"The master of the black flames and ice needles——'Doctor Mechanical'!"
"Hitzfeld was dueling with him, and he escaped!"
"really?"
Baliu stared, somewhat unbelieving that the girl could be so powerful.
She first looked the girl up and down and found that something was not right with her.
Pale face...
Well, pale is not enough to describe his face. Even his lips are bloodless, just like those who have just been rescued from a snowstorm.
And her body seemed to be shaking all the time.
This is……
What on earth did she do to repel such a terrifying enemy...
While she was still confused, Li Ang suddenly came over and poked her, then motioned for her to look up.
above?
Looking up, Baliu immediately caught sight of the thin mist - it was the manifestation of the spirit remaining in reality. She felt a little dazed when she saw it, which meant that the influence had not completely subsided.
"Fighting in a dream?"
Her eyelids twitched, and she roughly guessed the girl's method.
"Hitzfeld is amazing!" Leon was so excited, "I saw it clearly - he was barely able to move when he walked, he must have been injured! You can actually do such an incredible thing... It's simply - are you possessed by the goddess of luck?"
"Injured?"
