Greatrescue of Chapter 654fromstory
第654章来自故事之中的伟大救援Irwinis an old thing, butaffectionateconfessionlikeyoung people, butcompared with the confession, thisto Irwin, is more likeonetime the warningfrominnermost soul, hisascetic practicesmanyyearsfinallysawoneselfHoly Mother, hepiled upthisin an innermost feelingsmanyyears of moodreleasedinthis momentcompletely.
厄文已经是个老东西了,但还是像年轻人一样深情的告白着,但比起告白,这对于厄文而言,更像是一次来自灵魂深处的告诫,他苦行多年终于见到了自己的圣母,他将这积压在内心多年的情绪于这一刻全部释放了出来。Accumulatedmanyyears of moodequallyflamingto burnlike the fireworks, Irwin'sice-coldbodybecamewarmsagain, the blood of survivingalsoboiledprobably, is radiating the vigor.
累积了多年的情绪如同焰火一样熊熊燃烧,厄文冰冷的身体变得再次温暖起来,残存的血液也像是沸腾了起来,焕发着活力。
The youthhanging curtainIrwin, hewas feelingagainhas never had the relaxedness, as if the soulmustbe separated from the body, ascends tointo the happyheaven.
青春再次垂帘着厄文,他感到从未有过的轻松,仿佛灵魂都要脱离躯壳,就此升入美好的天国。Hesmiledhappily, is hoarse-voiced, in the throatis mixing with the gravelandfrictionprobably, seems like the obsoletephonographto sing.
他开心地笑了起来,声音沙哑,像是嗓子里夹杂着砂砾、摩擦,又像是老旧的留声机在歌唱。„MyMuse......”
“我的缪斯啊……”Manysuch as the demon of vast desertblames the raveoutside the bigbook stacksto shoutfiercely, the hunterswielded a swordto disseminate the death, is corrodingeachspacedarkwantonly, twisted the shatterrealityalmost to annihilateall.
多如沙海的魔怪在大书库外狂吼猛叫,猎人们挥剑散播着死亡,黑暗大肆侵蚀着每一处空间,扭曲破碎的现实几乎要湮灭一切。In the eve of thisend, Irwinwitnessed the truehappiness, hisexcitedalmostmustburst into tears.
在这末日的前夕,厄文见证到了真正的美好,他激动的几乎要流下泪来。Museplaced the bosomIrwin'shand, the fleshwas sticking, brought the intermittentwarmthforthisobsoletephysical body, probably was the same in the warming by a firefurnace, thiswarm feelingthoroughmarrow, ifOk, Irwinhopes that the timecanstayinthis, turned intoeternalit.
缪斯将厄文的手放在了怀里,肌肤紧贴着,为这老朽的肉体带来阵阵的温暖,像是在烤火炉一样,这股暖意深入骨髓,如果可以,厄文希望时间能在此停留,将它变成永恒。„Canwalkwithme?”
“要和我一起走吗?”MuseapproachedIrwinsuddenly, might kisshimto be the same, the warmbreathhas the aura of honey, touches and goesalongIrwin'scheeks.
缪斯忽然靠近了厄文,像是要亲吻他一样,温热的呼吸带着蜜糖的气息,沿着厄文的脸颊擦过。Irwinhas not responded, does not have anyexpression, hislookhidin the deepholloweye socket, probablytwojet blackcavernstoabyss.
厄文没有回应,也没有什么表情,他的眼神藏匿在了深深凹陷的眼眶里,像是两个通往深渊的漆黑洞穴。„Youalsoinhesitant?”
“你还在犹豫吗?”Musedoes not demand, sheis different from LancetMorde who becomesbypurely the evilisomerism, shehasmorehuman natures, sheisthatwarmSun.
缪斯并不强求,她与由纯粹邪异构成的阿斯莫德不同,她具备更多的人性,她是那温暖的太阳。„Noblepersonlive is very laborious, Irwin, youshouldrest.”
“高尚的人活的都很辛苦,厄文,你该休息了。”„Yes,”Irwinapproves of the nod, „as a nobleperson, was really exhausted.”
“是啊,”厄文赞同地点头,“作为一个高尚的人,真是累坏了。”„But, this, althoughis very tired, but is also very good,”Irwinneversuspectsthis point, „myphysical bodyheavyjust likerock, butmyheartlightlikefeather.”
“可是,这虽然很累,但也很棒,”厄文从不怀疑这一点,“我的肉体沉重的宛如磐石,但我的心轻如羽毛。”Irwinis touching the palm of Musecarefully, probably the blind personthrough the sense of touchunderstood that an object is the same, hecandetect the warmth under flesh, can the slightlyinvisiblefold of sensationto the skins, the smoothness of nail, the softpalm......
厄文仔细地抚摸着缪斯的手掌,像是盲人通过触觉了解一个物体一样,他能察觉到血肉下的温暖,也能感知到皮肤间微不可视的褶皱,指甲的光滑,柔软的掌心……Irwinpulled outfrom the bosom of Muse the hand, lingered atthatwarm, butleftresolutely.
厄文将手从缪斯的怀里抽开了,依恋那温暖,但还是毅然决然地离开了。Museshowedseveralpoints of accidental/surprisedfacial expression, butshehas not done the unnecessarymatter, as alwaysbe with smile on the face, at this momentsheas ifreallybecomeswarmSun, almostmadeIrwinforget the essence of her devil.
缪斯露出了几分意外的神情,但她没有做多余的事,一如既往地面带微笑,这一刻她似乎真的成为温暖的太阳,几乎令厄文忘记了她那魔鬼的本质。„Do youwantto leave?”Muse said that „, ifleaves, youcould not seemeagain.”
“你要离开吗?”缪斯说,“如果离开,伱就再也见不到我了。”Irwinsaid,„sawis at the same time enough.”
厄文说,“见一面就足够了。”„Like this can yoube satisfied?”
“这样你就能得到满足吗?”„...... Ineverdo not satisfy,”Irwin'sfierymoodslit, both handsbuildon the typewriter, continuedto write the story, „Ifelt relaxed.”
“不……我从不满足,”厄文火热的情绪冷淡了下来,双手搭在打字机上,继续写起了故事,“我只是释然了而已。”„Feels relaxed?”
“释然?”Musethinksoneselfmisunderstood, „youtry hardsuch, paidso many,...... feels relaxedforonemerely?”
缪斯以为自己听错了,“你努力如此之久,付出了这么多,仅仅是为了一个……释然?”Even if sheis also hardto understand that Irwinideaat this moment, heseems likescaling the heights oftravel, after when experiencing the innumerabledangerwas difficult, inheis goingto arrive in the peak, helooked atonemerelysnow gleams white that with the peak that the daydocks, thenturns aroundto depart.
哪怕是她也难以理解厄文此刻的想法,他像是一位攀登高峰的旅者,经历了数不清的危难险阻后,就在他将要抵达顶峰时,他仅仅是看了一眼那白雪皑皑的、与天相接的尖峰,然后转身离去。„Iam a stubbornperson.”
“我是个固执的人。”Irwinknocksclears the way, „thistenacityis puzzlingmelike the diseaseandlike the curse, Iunderstand, only thenseesheragain, Icanreconcilewithme, maketo fallinmybodypeacefully.”
厄文敲打道,“这种固执就像疾病、像诅咒一样困扰着我,我明白,只有再次见到她,我才能与我自己和解,令安宁降于我身。”
„ NowIachieved, Ilet the story that shereadmeto write, makingherknow, in the pastthatby the unluckyghost who sherescued, brightlife that the achievement of nowachieving, has.
“现在我做到了,我让她读了我写的故事,让她知道了,当年那个被她所救的倒霉鬼,如今所取得的成就,所拥有的灿烂人生。Isawheragain, feltherwarmth...... no regret. ”
我再次见到了她,感受到了她的温暖……没有什么好遗憾的了。”Irwinmoved a palm, the warmaftertastepaces back and forthin the fingertip, „sometimesyoudo not needto graspallin the hand...... youcannot hold the bird.”
厄文活动了一下手掌,温暖的余韵徘徊在指尖,“有时候你没必要把一切抓在手中……你是抓不住飞鸟的。”Musefeltonetypehas never hadmood, shesonoble, isultimate that Irwintreasures, shewitnessedIrwinthistracking downwith own eyes, butbeforewill soon achieve, she becomes not worth a red centin Irwin's eyessuddenly.
缪斯感到一种从未有过的情绪,她是如此地高贵,是厄文所珍视的终极,她亲眼见证了厄文这一路的追寻,可就在即将达成之前,她在厄文的眼中忽然变得一文不值。Sheblocked the typewriter, interruptedIrwin'swork, on the finefacerevealsto make the sadness that onechanges countenance, sheaskedpuzzled.
她挡住了打字机,打断了厄文的工作,精致的脸上流露出令人动容的悲伤,她不解地问道。„Why? Irwin.”
“为什么呢?厄文。”
The womanisMuse of poet, is the omnipotentdevil, affectedIrwin'slifetimeabsolutewill, shesopowerful, keeps aloof, butshesuddenlyhas the frustration that planted unable to sayat this moment, even ifsheexhausted the method, is unable to disturbIrwin'schoice, regardless ofshepromisedanything, is unable to makeIrwinstop the moment.
女人是诗人的缪斯,是无所不能的魔鬼,是影响了厄文一生的绝对意志,她是如此地强大、高高在上,可这一刻她忽然有种说不上来的挫败感,即便她用尽了手段,也无法干扰厄文的抉择,无论她许诺了什么,也无法令厄文停下片刻。Shejust likewalking the godsinland, is actually not ableto obtainaffections of mortal- thismortaltrulyholds the warmmoodtoherobviously.
她宛如行走于大地的神明,却始终无法得到一个凡人的爱意-明明这个凡人确实对她抱有热烈的情绪。Someinstance, Museas ifthought through, sheasked.
某个瞬间,缪斯似乎想通了,她问道。„Becauseis not very real?”
“因为不够真实吗?”Thunderingcrashesto resound through, the front door that bigbook stacksthatcreakiescrashesinthis momentthoroughly, the shatterbricks and stonespoundedrows of bookshelves, the tinystonebrings the tall and slendercigarette ash, poundedinall around, buthas not fallenonIrwin'sbodyonly.
轰鸣的碎裂声响彻,大书库那摇摇欲坠的大门于这一刻彻底崩塌,破碎的砖石砸垮了一排排书架,细小的石块带着细长的烟灰,噼里啪啦地砸在了四周,但唯独没有落在厄文的身上。
The region of IrwinandMusecoexistenceas ifbecomes an inviolableSaintterritory, theyin the core of story, independencebesidenarration.
厄文与缪斯共处的区域仿佛成为了一处不容侵犯的圣域,他们处于故事的核心,又独立于叙事之外。
The strongcourage vigormixescruelkillingintentto transmitfrompitch-darkout of the door, swivel of a formin the midairfalls to the ground, the jet blackswordbladespike the ground, pulledseveralmetersdistance, hestabilized the form.
浓重的血气混合着暴戾的杀意从黑漆漆的门外传来,一个身影在半空中转体落地,漆黑的剑刃钉入地面,拉扯了数米长的距离,他才稳定了身影。„Alsosmooth? Irwin.”
“还顺利吗?厄文。”Beirrogolooked atIrwin, took a fast look around a Muse.伯洛戈看了眼厄文,又扫视了一下缪斯。Beirrogois always curious, actuallywill bewhatwomanIrwinfanthis, will shehave the infatuatedfacial features? Sacredinviolablemakings, said that cunning, is good atoperating the will of the people the method?
一直以来伯洛戈都好奇,究竟是什么样的女人会把厄文迷成这样,她会有令人痴迷的面容吗?神圣不可侵犯的气质,还是说狡黠、善于操纵人心的手段?
After the short distancesees with one's own eyesMuse, Beirrogodiscovered that ownguessfailed, in his opinionthatis an extremelyordinarywoman, shedoes not have the proudstature, has not absorbed the personheart and soul the appearance, hermediocre is like manypeople, can be calledonlyspecially, only thenthatpairbeautifullikegemeye.
近距离亲眼看到缪斯后,伯洛戈发现自己的猜测都落空了,在他看来那是一个极为普通的女人,她没有傲人的身材,也没有摄人心魄的容貌,她平庸的和许多人一样,唯一称得上特别的,只有那双美丽如宝石般的眼睛。Beirrogoknows,heritself/Benis an ordinarymediocrewoman, butin Irwin's eyes, sheisspecial, sacred.伯洛戈知道,她本就是个普通平庸的女人,但在厄文的眼里,她是特殊的、神圣的。Irwindeifiedher, sheis forever glorious.
厄文将她神化了,就此她光芒万丈。Does not wait forIrwinto reply, the tall and slenderwhipbladefinds outfrom the darkness, Beirrogomoves sidewayscleverly, he groundwas just crushedby the sharp blade, leaves behind the shockingscar.
不等厄文回答,细长的鞭刃自黑暗里探出,伯洛戈灵巧地闪身,紧接着他刚刚所处的地面被利刃击碎,留下触目惊心的疤痕。
The extrusionsound of physical bodyandcrushed stonetransmits, like the earthquake, the bigbook stacksis swayingfiercely, fiercefearsome, searchedafter the gatejust like the wolfhead, itopened the bigmouth, in the mouthwas covered with the dense and numerouscanines, andthiscaninehas spreadin the throat, likecutter head that meat grinderthatoverlapped.
肉体与碎石的挤压声传来,如同地震了般,大书库剧烈摇晃着,一颗狰狞可怖的、宛如豺狼般的头颅从门后探了出来,它张开大口,嘴巴里长满了密密麻麻的尖牙,并且这尖牙一直蔓延到了喉咙里,如同绞肉机那重迭起来的刀盘。„Youbestquickly, Irwin.”
“你最好快一点,厄文。”
The Beirrogoinjunctionsaid,laterrushes overtoward the wolffirstdemonstrangely, because of the limit of construction, thismonstercould not have flushedin the bigbook stacksnow.伯洛戈嘱咐道,随后朝着狼首魔怪冲了过去,因建筑的限制,现在这头怪物还冲不进大书库内。Palmerandtry hardto pesterthismonster, triesto attractitsattention, whenBeirrogoreturns to the fightagain, two peoplerelax.
帕尔默与艾缪努力纠缠着这头怪物,试着吸引它的注意,当伯洛戈再度返回战斗时,两人都不禁松了口气。Beirrogojumpshigh, the fatalresentmentbiteslike the jet blackthunder that is borntogether, at the same time the wolffirstdemonopened the bigmouthstrangely, its scarleteyepupilis disclosingexcitedly, looks likeBeirrogoto bring about own destructioninit.伯洛戈高高跃起,致命的怨咬如同一道降世的漆黑雷霆,与此同时狼首魔怪张开了大口,它那猩红的眼眸里透露着兴奋,在它看来伯洛戈是在自寻死路。Stemming from the hope of flesh, itsgo crazyextrusion the head, and even the entiregiantfiercewolfhead, completely the cardin the incompletegate, the body and bricks and stonespastedfirmlyin the same place, butthisstoppedthesefatalwhipedgesexactly. Nowitonly has a head and big mouthcanbattle.
出于对血肉的渴望,它发狂般地挤压着头颅,乃至整颗巨大狰狞的狼首,完全地卡在了残缺的门中,身体与砖石牢牢地贴在一起,而这恰好地阻拦了那些致命的鞭刃。现在它只有一颗头颅与血盆大口可以作战。Jet blackpathlikedropping out the arrowrain, is going the previousquarter of hitwolfhead, wolfto advance vigorouslyseveralpointssuddenlyforward, the constructioncovered entirely the fatalcrevice, the openedbig mouthembezzlesBeirrogoinstantaneously, the jet blackthunder of roaringalsostops suddenly.
漆黑的轨迹如同抛下的箭雨,将要命中狼首的前一刻,狼首忽然向前猛进了几分,建筑布满致命的裂隙,张开的血盆大口瞬间将伯洛戈吞没,咆哮的漆黑雷霆也戛然而止。Palmerandactionstagnates, in the eyefloodscannotbelieve, the battlefieldfell into the shortdeathly stillness, a jet blackswordbladepuncturesfrom the upper jaw of wolfhead, will make noiseto bring back to the world.
帕尔默与艾缪的行动都为之一滞,眼中充斥着不敢相信,战场陷入了短暂的死寂,紧接着一把漆黑的剑刃从狼首的上颚刺出,将喧嚣带回人世。Madepersonscalp tingles, the metal cuttingfleshandresoundedwithbonehit the fricative, probablyhad the roughsaw bladeis mixingin the mouth of wolfheadwantonly, in an instant the jet blackswordbladepuncturedone after another, inwound that the distortionexpandedbloodlikenote.
令人头皮发麻的、金属切割血肉并与骨质撞击的摩擦声响起,像是有把粗糙的锯条正在狼首的口中大肆搅动,转眼间漆黑的剑刃接连刺出,扭曲扩大的伤口里鲜血如注。Wolfopensagain, sends out the wail that is full of the pain, simultaneously a vigorousformalsoappears , in hugemouth that is densely covered the canineadvantagetooth, the Beirrogowhole bodyis bathed in blood, butthisis the blood of enemy, hesuch asin a foothorsepowertop, brandished the resentmentto nipto blow the jet blackbloodystorm.
狼首再度张开,发出饱含痛苦的哀鸣,同时一个矫健的身影也出现在了密布着尖牙利齿的庞大口腔里,伯洛戈浑身浴血,但这都是敌人的血,他如一个上足马力的陀螺,挥舞着怨咬刮起了漆黑的血腥风暴。With the super revolving of body, the resentmentbitalmostto cutinstantaneouslya lot oftimes, the fatalcanineinthatdid not haveunder the jet blackcutting edge that the thingdid not cutto disintegrate, the mucous membrane, flesh and bonemouthoneanddestroyedto send out the fragmentpowder of stenchaura.
伴随着身体的高速旋转,怨咬几乎是在瞬间斩出了千百次,致命的尖牙在那无物不斩的漆黑锋刃下分崩离析,口腔内的粘膜、血肉、骨质一并打碎成散发着腥臭气息的齑粉。
Out wolfstrugglesis wantingto withdraw, the hatefulformcrawlsfrom the mouth of covered with blood since together, the short-swordpricksin the skull, samestood firm the body of Beirrogolike the rivet, hisanotherhandgrips the tightresentmentto nip, is roaring the scarlettongueoneandcutsto cut the entireupper jaw of wolfheadunder.
狼首挣扎着想要撤回门外,紧接着一道可憎的身影从血肉模糊的口腔里爬起,短剑刺入颅骨之中,如同铆钉一样稳住了伯洛戈的身体,他另一只手攥紧怨咬,咆哮着将狼首的整个上颚连带着猩红的舌头一并斩切而下。
The wolffirstdemonsent outsad and shrillcalling out in griefstrangely, itis hitting the constructionrepeatedly, halfremnantheadeveryswayedto sprinkle the scarletrainstormonetime, will put in orderin the headretractingdarknessin the extremepain, the familiartidesoundresoundedagain, thesedrew back the ordinarydemon that dispersedto come in swarmsstrangelyagain.
狼首魔怪发出了凄厉的悲鸣,它反复撞击着建筑,半残的头颅每一次摇晃都洒下了猩红的暴雨,在极度的苦痛中将整颗头颅缩回黑暗里,熟悉的浪潮声再次响起,那些退散的普通魔怪再次蜂拥而至。Beirrogopartlykneelsin the pool of bloodis breathing heavily, nowhecanunderstandin the book the huntershunt and kill the demonstrangelyis not easy, the efficiency of swordcannot comparesecretto be ableeventuallystrength, if the huntershave the secretenergy, it is estimated that a plot of bookcankill off the demonstrangely.伯洛戈半跪在血泊里喘着粗气,现在他能理解书中猎人们猎杀魔怪的不易了,刀剑的效率终究是比不上秘能的力量,要是猎人们有秘能,估计一本书的剧情就能把魔怪杀光了。PalmercrossedBeirrogoatthis time, brandished the short swordto replaceBeirrogoto sustain the demonstrangetidepressure, aftersupporting by the armBeirrogo, assistancePalmer.
帕尔默在这时越过了伯洛戈,挥舞着短刀接替伯洛戈承担起了魔怪潮的压力,艾缪也在搀扶起伯洛戈后,协助起了帕尔默。Two peoplewere inferior that Beirrogois like that efficient, butasfield personnelstaff member, cansupport the demonstrangelyto attackreluctantlyone after another.
两人不如伯洛戈那般高效,但作为外勤职员,也能勉强撑住魔怪们一轮又一轮的冲击。Beirrogocoughedtwo, after recoveringsomeenergy, helooksagaintobehindIrwin, this momentBeirrogobetallchipsonIrwin'sbody.伯洛戈咳嗽了两声,恢复了些许的体力后,他再次看向身后的厄文,此刻伯洛戈将所有的筹码都赌在了厄文的身上。Irwinstoppedstriking, thenlooked that stared athisMuseto the affection, hasflash that Irwinreallythought that MuseisMuse, rather thanLancetMordeanything.
厄文停下了敲打,转而看向了深情凝望他的缪斯,有那么一瞬间,厄文真的觉得缪斯就是缪斯,而不是阿斯莫德什么的。„Really is the beautifuleye.”
“真是美丽的眼睛。”Irwinis sighing, thatmagnificenteye pupiljust like the kaleidoscopeto reflectworldallbrilliance, mayfacelike thisbeautiful, Irwinseemsextremelyregrettable.
厄文感叹着,那瑰丽的眼瞳犹如万花筒般倒映着世间所有的绚烂,可面对这样的绝美,厄文显得极为遗憾。„Charming and sultry...... was a pity that anythingdoes not have, empty.”
“风情万种……可惜什么都没有,空荡荡的。”Hecontinuedto strike the key, newcharactertally sealsonsnow whitepaper.
他继续敲打起了按键,一个又一个新鲜的字符印在了雪白的纸张上。Right that „ you said that youandLancetMorde, areBellFinger, Irefuseyourreasonsto be very simple.
“你说的对,无论是你、阿斯莫德,还是贝尔芬格,我拒绝你们的理由很简单。Insufficientlyreal. ”
不够真实。”JustIrwinis an affectionappearance, as ifwanted, forhisMusepaidall, butshortin several minutes, his warmmoodwas nothing left, somecovered entirely the frostreveallike the metalice-cold, soberfearfulness.
刚刚厄文还是一副深情的模样,仿佛愿意为了他的缪斯付出一切,可短短的几分钟内,他那热烈的情绪荡然无存,有的只是如金属般布满霜露的冰冷,清醒的可怕。„Real...... reallysoimportant?”
“真实……真的如此重要吗?”Musedid not understand,LancetMordedid not understand, the realityisbrutal, desperate, butIrwinbelievesandbasesas in suchreality.
缪斯不理解,阿斯莫德也不理解,现实是残酷的、绝望的,可厄文依旧坚信并立足于这样的现实之中。„Whyis unimportant?”
“为什么不重要呢?”Irwin asked that „ humanwas very frail, wewill fall illandbe injured, ourlivesweresuchshort, likemeteorfireworks.
厄文反问道,“人类很脆弱的,我们会生病、会受伤,我们的寿命是如此之短,如同流星焰火。Youandnearlyeternalexist, yougave yourselveseven the human nature, you who do not extinguish, how can also understandourpain? ”
你们、近乎永恒的存在们,你们即便赋予了自己人性,可不灭的你们,又怎么能理解我们的苦痛呢?”Irwingraduallycould not feeltenfingersexisted, hisonlybloodinfiltratedin the printing ink, the characterbecomesscarlet, probably the curse, is more likewith the pledge of bloodwriting.
厄文逐渐感觉不到十指的存在了,他仅有的鲜血混进了油墨里,字符变得猩红起来,像是诅咒,更像是以血书写的誓言。
„ Thinks that the masterpieces of theseartists, thesecolorfulpictures, the stirringmelody, carves the books of innermost feelings...... alsoto havetheseto stand erectconstruction not but actually.
“想一想那些艺术家们的巨作,那些色彩斑斓的画,震撼人心的旋律,雕刻内心的书籍……还有那些屹立不倒的建筑。Youthought that whatpsychologywestemming from, did createall these? ”
你觉得我们是出于什么样的心理,创造了这一切?”Irwinself-examinesreplies.
厄文自问自答道。
„ Was the death, was the nihility, was the subduction.
“是死亡,是虚无,是消减。
The root of artistic creationwas the fearto the death, byforgetting of buryandworld of years, all our efforts, forstayed behindinthisbrutalworldisourtraces......, even ifthistraceonedaywill be worn downfinallycompletely. ”
艺术创作的根源是对死亡的恐惧,是被岁月的掩埋、世人的遗忘,我们的所有努力,都只是为了在这残酷的世界上留下属于我们的痕迹……哪怕这痕迹终有一日会被消磨殆尽。”Irwinsmiledhappily, hecanfeel that the self-valueis realizedlittle, hisboth handsdance, is playing a greatovertureprobably.
厄文高兴地笑了起来,他能感到自我的价值正一点点地实现,他的双手狂舞着,像是在弹奏一场宏大的序曲。„Youinsighing woefullyhumansorrowful?”Museputs out a hand, „Icanmakeyoubecomeeternal, is also eternalwithme.”
“你是在哀叹人类的悲哀吗?”缪斯伸出手,“我可以令你变得永恒,与我同样永恒。”From some quarter, thisno longeris the gambling between devilsmakes, butisLancetMorde'sdueltoIrwin, shemustconquer the soul of thismortal, toproveownnoble.
从某时某刻起,这已不再是魔鬼之间的赌约,而是阿斯莫德对厄文的决斗,她要征服这个凡人的灵魂,以证明自己的高贵。Irwinstopped, pitieslookstoMuse, „, youare not clear.”
厄文停了下来,怜悯地看向缪斯,“不,你们不明白。”
„ WhatI want to say that even ifallwill belong to the nihilityfinally, butweandourdivine creative force have existed, thisisunquestionablereal-time, regardless ofwewhether to keepanything.
“我想说的是,哪怕一切终将归于虚无,但我们与我们的造物们是存在过的,这是不容置疑的实时,无论我们能否留下来些什么。WhatIwantisrealexistence, rather thanillusoryextension. ”
我想要的是真实的存在,而不是虚幻的延续。”Irwinlaughed heartily, in the laughterhasseverereprimanding, „ the thing that ifhasis no longer real, evensaid that ithas only existedinillusory, thatalso was too rather sorrowful.
厄文欢笑了起来,笑声里带着严厉的斥责,“如果所拥有的东西不再真实,甚至说它只在虚幻里存在过,那未免也太悲哀了吧。All thesewill destroy, butyouare unable to denyourexistences, even ifyouare the devilare not good. ”
这一切都将毁灭,可你们无法否认我们的存在,即便你是魔鬼也不行。”
The happy expression on Musefacedisappeared, shelost the patiencetoIrwin, does not need whatwas patient, Irwin'sjustdeclaring warhas told the storywas very clear.
缪斯脸上的笑意消失了,她对厄文失去了耐心,也没必要有什么耐心了,厄文刚刚的宣战已经将故事说的很明白了。„Thenyoudo wantto rejectme? Irwin, youshouldunderstand,thiswasyourlast timeopportunity.”
“那么你要拒绝我吗?厄文,你应该明白,这是你最后一次的机会了。”„Whatrejects?”
“拒绝什么?”Irwinas beforeisthatcontemptuousstance, in his eyes the devildoes not have anynoblly, humanalsodoes not have anydespicably.
厄文依旧是那副轻蔑的姿态,在他眼里魔鬼没有什么高贵的,人类也没有什么卑劣的。„Iknow,Iknow, Iknowyouwantto sayanything, these words saying tired, leftagain the opens the mouth.”
“我知道,我知道,我知道你想说些什么,这些话都说厌了,就别再张口了。”
The fatigueclimbs upIrwin'smind, thisnotfromphysical body, but came from in the mind.
疲惫感爬上厄文的心神,这并非是来自肉体的,而是源自于心灵。Irwinsighed,thisalso is really a longlongjourney, butfortunately, inthisjourneyheis not an all alone.
厄文不禁感叹,这还真是一长漫长的旅途,但幸运的是,这场旅途里他并非孤身一人。
The Beirrogoslogantransmits, inIrwin'sspoken languages, theycutto turn the demon of piling in heapsto be strange, if, Irwinreallywantstheyto interpolateinoneselfstoryBeirrogoif possible......, theyalreadyinstory.伯洛戈的呐喊声传来,在厄文的言语间,他们又砍翻了成堆的魔怪,要是有机会的话,厄文真想把伯洛戈他们写进自己的故事里……哦,他们已经在故事里了。At this momentIrwinreallywantsto cheerloudly, he of lonelylifeis becoming friends with the goodfriendfinally, even the deep placeis dark, hestillwantsto sigh the happiness of the world loudly.
这一刻厄文真想高声欢呼,孤独一生的他在最后结交到了不错的朋友,即便深处黑暗,他也想大声感叹世界的美好。Irwin'stoneis leisure, probablyafternoonchatting.
厄文的语气慢悠悠的,像是一次午后的闲聊。
„ To you, thisis onlyonedamn, the game of evil, butIam not good, Ido not have the meansto regard as a gameall these, Ifell intosometype...... in the individually uncorrectablefantasy.
“对你而言,这只是一场该死的、罪恶的游戏,但我不行,我没办法把这一切视作一场游戏,我陷入了某种……不可自拔的幻想中。Yes, Iloveyou, Muse, LancetMorde......, regardless ofanythingis good, buttheyactuallydo not exist, theyare only the falsefantasies, butyouandasdevilyou, youare the medium that distancefantasymostis close. ”
是啊,我爱你,缪斯、辛德瑞拉、阿斯莫德……无论什么都好,可她们却是不存在的,她们只是虚假的幻想,而你、作为魔鬼的你,你是距离这份幻想最为接近的媒介。”Irwinmuttered, „sometimesIthought that Iwas also pitiful.”
厄文喃喃自语,“有时候我觉得我自己也蛮可悲的。”„Icanloveyou.”
“我可以爱你。”„No, youare only a damndevil, youanythingis the love, youdo not even knowwhatIloveisanything.”
“不,你只是头该死的魔鬼,你并不懂什么是爱,你甚至不知道我爱的是什么。”Irwinbecomesangry, „whatIloveistakesyouas the fantasy that the cornerstone, constructs, isI, thatillusory, eternalbeauty that onyousees.”
厄文变得怒气冲冲,“我爱的是以你为基石、所构建的幻想,是我在你身上所看到的、那虚幻的、永恒的美。”„Really isdesperate, suchbeautifuldoes not existabovethisworld.”
“真是令人绝望,这样的美并不存在于这个世界之上。”Irwinwritesoneselfdespair, „whatIfall in loveistogether the illusory image of idealization, hides the corpseinmybrain.”
厄文书写着自己的绝望,“我爱上的是一道理想化的幻影,一具藏在我脑中的尸体。”In the Museeye the magnificentraywas gradually dim, humanegraduallyis partially abating, LancetMordeoccupiedleadership of consciousness- alsopossiblywasIrwinchosedropping.
缪斯眼中瑰丽的光芒逐渐黯淡了下去,人性的部分正逐渐消退,阿斯莫德重新占据了意识的主导-也可能是厄文选择了放手。„Soundsreallysatirizes,”LancetMorderidiculed, „yousocared about the authenticity, finallyactuallyfell in love withyouhad never understood the ghost.”
“听起来真讽刺啊,”阿斯莫德嘲笑道,“你如此在意真实性,结果却爱上了一头你从未了解过的幽魂。”
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