Overturned Tower

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But he can't even ask for death.

No one desired his birth except his father.

And his father's expectation of him was only to use him and torture him.

When the bad man wants to die, everyone wants him to live;

And now, he finally wants to live...

But someone wanted him to die.

Water poured into his lungs, and the suffocation left his brain groggy and his heart slowing.The pain began to fade, and the light in his eyes dimmed.He didn't have slides from the past playing in his mind... maybe there weren't enough stories from the past to make him nostalgic.

He just feels tired, exhausted.It was like the feeling when he was finally able to sleep after working overtime for three days and two nights.As if melting into the bed, the still bed swayed slightly like the waves of the sea.

—and perhaps it should have been.He was born an unblessed child.

Now, it will also end up in the death of fate...

So the inferior one stopped breathing and lost his life.

...as it should be.

But when the inferior just felt tired, the next moment there was a burst of heat in the depths of his brain.

He suddenly found himself alive again.

He lost a piece of memory without warning.Time seemed to be broken. One moment he was still submerged in the water, and the next moment he was lying on the bed.It wasn't a faint, because he didn't have the process of "slowly waking up"...it was more like a teleportation.

It was like going back in time—a part of his life was suddenly torn apart.His drowsy brain vaguely remembered that he seemed to have felt similar methods before.

His body was covered with water, and the white bed was also wet and transparent.

He immediately turned over and knelt on the bed, coughing violently on the edge of the bed.It's like coughing up your lungs.

His eyes were blurred from coughing... At this moment, someone handed him a white handkerchief.

It is a very delicate self-cleaning cloth.

The inferior thanked intermittently, wiped his eyes with it, and saw her when he looked up.

Without any racial characteristics, only a head of beautiful long black hair like satin.

She also has slender elf ears on her head, and she looks no more than fourteen or fifteen years old.

The girl stood in front of his bed with a complex expression, hesitating to speak.

The inferior had obviously never seen her before, but somehow felt...incomparably familiar.

It was as if they had met each other in a previous life.

Chapter 92 Two people looking at each other

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 "elven" 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 his childhood, 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 their other half's "demon" blood.

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're not designed to do that.Therefore, it can also be said that elves are actually genderless.

Kamalthe used his "power of destiny" to forcibly break this blockade through a method similar to "swiping the phone".Obtained the "sperm of the elf" which is theoretically impossible.

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 [-]% 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... It has been completely integrated into the 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 own 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 feeling of nausea—not at all.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.

"...Did I do something wrong?"

Being stared at by the inferior, the girl took a half step back a little uncomfortable: "Why, why do you look 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, and 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 14 years old, but she is familiar with everything that the inferior has experienced in the past 28 years, and even more so, how his distorted personality has been cultivated so far.

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, plus the closeness to his own appearance... all mixed together, like Coke 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 were too many and too serious, and he couldn't atone for them at all.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, nor has he been infiltrated by this memory.This is undoubtedly a miracle.

Of course, she can also 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 dragon to the land of the galaxy. In addition, let one's mind gradually settle down and become indifferent...to become like a real "Camalthe".

But she doesn't want to be that.

If that was the case, "Camarcer" would have been revived in 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, and 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.

Chapter 93 My name is Carmalthe

It can't go on like this!

——I'm his father... mother, I need to gain dominance!

The girl suddenly took a deep breath, clenched her fists, and tried to cheer herself up.Don't get caught up in this kind of melancholy that belongs only to young girls.

It's lucky that Kamalthe's original personality didn't occupy her body.But this also means that she has not matured due to inheritance.

The memory of the past is perfectly accommodated only as a kind of knowledge, without disturbing itself at all... This may be the name-taking ceremony originally designed by the ancestors.

Just as the girl was thinking about how to strike up a conversation more naturally, the inferior one looked around and asked in surprise.

[Is this... a hotel? 】

The bad man's words were very conservative and polite - just looking at the translucent glass of the bathroom in the room and the soft heart-shaped red bed under him, one knew that this was a love hotel.

Waking up from a love hotel after the fragment...it sounds like being picked up.

——But he is not an ultramarine, so there is really nothing to be afraid of.

The bad guy laughed at himself.No one would want to do anything to a man like him who would be hated by everyone.

"...Ah, yes."

When the girl heard this, her cheeks turned slightly red.

In order not to be discovered by Chairman Sai Lun about her abnormal behavior, she did not bring a secretary with her when she traveled this time, nor did she contact the office of Tianen Group's branch in Yongquan Island.

She was trying to carry the wet, unconscious (actually dead) Wretch on her shoulders, trying to find a quiet place where he could rest.But the dead are as heavy as a drunk, not to mention that the inferior is almost 1.8 meters tall, but she is only 1.5 meters.

So she could only carry the inferior to the nearest hotel.It was a love hotel.

Although she looked too young, fortunately, the identity of the director of the head office can be automatically read out by the hotel system.Therefore, the hotel directly arranged the room on the highest floor for them—although the waiter who helped carry the inferior man also felt that the man seemed to be dead, but she didn't dare to ask.

... Then she calmed down and thought about it, she seemed to be able to sail.But she thought about it again, the boat on Yongquan Island was really too slow.When she picked up the inferior man, he was already dead - she had already panicked at that time, and only wanted to revive him as soon as possible.

Anyway, it doesn't matter now.The girl thought desperately.

But she still wants to struggle hard, at least not to let the inferior think that she is a strange person: "Accordingly, I should have sent you to the hospital. But you had no breathing or heartbeat at all, and This is not the Island of Happiness either, we can't get such good resources right away...it's better to find a quiet place and I'll bring you back to life."

Hearing this, the inferior suddenly opened his eyes wide.

A certain conjecture vaguely emerged in his mind, but he was not sure.

He was silent for a while, but still couldn't help asking——