Overturned Tower - Vol 2.3 Chapter 92

There is no doubt that the girl standing in front of her is the savior of the inferior.

Even though he just woke up from that near-death state, even though he himself doesn’t know how he survived, even though he doesn’t even know where he is…

But only relying on instinct and intuition, the inferior can clearly sense that the elf girl in front of him does not have any malicious intentions.

Because of his father, Kamaltha, the inferiors really don’t have a good impression of the “elves” group-just because the blood of the elves flows in their bodies, they will be killed by people because of this. All kinds of pastries, snacks, drinks mixed with poison… As early as when he was young, he had already experienced countless assassinations.

Those elders who smiled at him softly, cheerfully, and generously were all wearing smiling masks. Under that mask, there is either hatred, or anger, or sadness, or a determined killing intent.

The inferior person’s perception of the malice of others was also tempered from that time. He was nearly killed three times, and the most serious one had stopped breathing and heartbeat. When he woke up, all kinds of tubes were inserted into his body, and it took him half a month to finally be able to move. But the other party didn’t pay a decent price in the end.

—Because it was me who was wrong, and they who wanted to kill me were the ones who were right.

He should never have been born.

Mere existence is a mistake.

He didn’t understand why then. For a long time, the inferiors attributed this to the “demon” blood of their other half.

It was a long time later that he learned from Russell that elves are actually transformed humans, theoretically it is impossible for born elves to exist, and elves do not have the ability to give birth to offspring—all elves do not secrete reproductive cells , they don’t have this functionality at the design level. Therefore, it can also be said that elves are actually genderless.

Kamaltha forcibly broke this blockade with his own “Force of Destiny” through a method similar to “swiping the phone”. Acquired the theoretically impossible “Elf’s Secret”.

The devil is a life form of information, and does not have a real body at all. The “demon” imprisoned in the reconstruction mechanism is actually just a cage for a real devil, and she is actually a real mortal.

He is a child born of a genderless father and a materialless mother.

From this perspective, the inferior is not a “natural person” from the very beginning. He is the experimental body developed by evil scientists, the “sample” and “first machine” that surpass moral ethics and rules.

So the elves had a reason for wanting to kill him; their “killing” was not punished, so there was a reason for that.

Because he is not 100% human.

But even if they understand this point, when the inferior sees the elves, they still can’t help but feel nauseous.

It is a mixture of disgust, fear, desire to escape, fear of death, discomfort with malice, traumatic sequelae of being betrayed, which have been fully integrated into instinct, just like the conditioned reflex of a domesticated pet.

— as it should be.

But why did he not capture the nausea at all?

The inferior man stared straight at the girl, but his attention did not fall into his gaze. He didn’t even remember the girl’s appearance, he just let her image come into his mind, turning into the shadow of a certain black hair and white skirt. Instead, he sank into his body, trying hard to dig out the familiar feeling of nausea and vomiting in his stomach.

Just like a person who suspects that he is sick, he feels every discomfort in his body in meditation. If the imagination is richer, it can even be completed in the brain, and there will be phantom pain that does not exist.

But no matter how hard the inferior man’s sharp knife-like imagination was carved in his stomach, he couldn’t capture the familiar nausea—it wasn’t even a little bit. Even if I was looking forward to, imagining, and trying my best to experience it, there was no slightest resistance at all.

This sense of ambivalence between the reality experience and the previous experience made him feel a little confused for a while. It’s as if a certain part of the soul has been gouged out, and it seems that I have become incomplete and still myself.

At this moment, time seems to stand still here.

Am I doing something wrong? ”

Being stared at by the inferior, the girl took a half step back a little uncomfortable: “Why, why are you looking at me like this?”

It wasn’t such an aggressive look.

There is not much color of desire in it, but it is full of disbelief and consternation. On the contrary, this surprised the girl who had been prepared for a long time.

“..….what.”

The poor ones were dumb, their Adam’s apple clucked and slid, making meaningless sounds.

He paused, avoided his gaze, and closed his mouth at the same time.

【Feel sorry】

A synthetic sound with a metallic texture, emanating from the inferior’s throat.

At that moment, a little inexplicable joy rose in his heart. Fortunately, the vocal prosthesis in his larynx was not damaged by water immersion or shock. If he couldn’t speak here, he might feel anxious because of it.

No matter what, he didn’t want the elf girl in front of him to mistake him for a weird person who stared straight at the savior after waking up.

Even though he doesn’t know why…

…I always feel like I’ve seen her before. The familiar feeling that was about to come out was choked in his throat, so itchy that he couldn’t recall it even if he scratched his heart and liver. [I just suddenly thought of something, I was a little distracted]

The inferior one paused, and explained his behavior in a slightly euphemistic way. 【Thank you for saving me】

He sincerely thanked him.

“No, it’s okay…”

That’s what I should do. Preventing his own children from being killed was originally what Kamaltha had to do.

Although she was thanked, the girl didn’t have any happy look on her face.

She just sighed lightly, and lowered her head a little bit disappointed.

She is very familiar with this theoretical “son” of her own—now she is only fourteen years old, but she is familiar with everything that the inferior has experienced in the past twenty-eight years, and even knows how his distorted personality has been cultivated so far of. That was cultivated by Kamalthe.

According to the personality of the inferior, he would probably feel nauseated at this time. The almost instinctive disgust and fear of elves, the gratitude and kindness to the savior, and the closeness to his own appearance are all mixed together, like cola with soy sauce.

He must have hated himself.

But, it doesn’t matter.

She came here to atone for her sins.

Not to atone for his own sins but for Kamalthe’s.

His sins are too many and too serious, and he can’t redeem them at all~www.mtlnovel.com~ But after he inherited this name, this identity, and this memory that has been passed down for thousands of years, he has not been eroded by the other party’s personality at all , Not impregnated by this memory. This is undoubtedly a miracle.

Of course, she can act as if she doesn’t know anything, pretending that she is the real Kamalthe, enjoying the glory and wealth that belongs to Kamalthe, quietly watching people fight and kill each other, and finally take the giant dragon to the land of the galaxy. In addition, let one’s mind gradually settle down and indifference become like a real “Camalthe”.

But she doesn’t want to be that.

If that was the case, “Camarcer” would have been revived within him in a sense.

Or, it was precisely because she didn’t want to let herself become like that, fall into a fate similar to his, and repeat the same mistakes.

Fortunately, the surveillance agency for the inferiors established by Kamalthe in the past is still operating normally. After hearing that the inferior was sent to Yongquan Island, she couldn’t hold back the throbbing in her heart, so she followed in an airship.

But fortunately, she was able to discover that the inferior was assassinated in the first place, and after picking up his body, she reversed the time of the other party.

Even she herself didn’t know what she was thinking.

She was not even sure whether she was Kamalthe or not.

What kind of BUG did you have? Or just a brief disturbance? Will my personality disappear one day?

Is the real Kamalthy really dead?

In her heart, she also harbored confusion and fear.

—Because of this, the moment she met the eyes of the inferior, she actually fell into a state of trance for a moment. That’s why she took a long time before taking a half step back and interrupting the silence in the room.