Only Coldis...
Only Dr. Mechanic...
He hadn't actually mentioned in his description of the scene that he had buried her, and she hadn't seen a tombstone on the estate with "Laurel" or "Mansoura" engraved on it.
Maybe she is still alive...
Just like Coldis, alive in Namibia...
“Ugh—Ah!!!”
It was like the roar of an animal, a sound that no one had ever heard before, including herself.
But it's very enjoyable.
Feeling the madness being suppressed, Hitzfeld laughed as he removed the other restraints, turned his body, and fell to the ground with a thump.
My legs and feet seem a little stiff...
Ah... there seem to be too many messy things in my head, which may have affected my control nerves...
"Wang!"
"Ouch!"
Something furry came up, and Hitzfeld lay on her stomach, feeling Lily nuzzling her back.
After resting for a while, perhaps because her nerves finally recovered, she regained control and staggered up from the ground.
"Wang Wang!"
The big white dog looked up at her, its two fox-like pointed ears erected high and its tail wagging happily behind it.
But Hitzfeld didn't pay much attention to it. She just reached out and rubbed the big dog's head, dragged her body over there, and freed the doctor from the bed frame.
He hasn't woken up yet.
This mechanical body was too heavy, and Hitzfeld had to use all his strength to carry it down and put it on the ground as lightly as possible.
He still didn't wake up.
Looking down at him, his eyes fixed on him, Hitzfeld held his face in his hands, his lips slightly parted, as if there were words stuck in his throat.
"boom……"
A buzzing sound came from the mechanical body.
She was startled and reflexively wanted to dodge.
But that should just be the prelude to the launch.
The gears inside began to turn, and hot air spurted out from some gaps, indicating that he was waking up and returning to reality.
"Wang?"
Lily came closer and looked at the girl.
It didn't understand why she was shaking so badly.
He couldn't even close his lips, his hands were stiff in the air, and tears were even flowing from his eyes.
She seemed to have finally mustered up the courage, and at the last moment she pounced down, opened her arms and hugged him tightly, then jumped away like a frightened deer, witnessing the blue flames light up in the dark shadows.
The dark blue fire of death gradually deepened and darkened, like stars in the universe shining on the face.
The doctor slowly sat up, straightened his body like an old human, looked up, and saw Aisuen Hitzfeld retreating.
This position of retreating and stopping...
With a thought, the gears of the kingdom began to turn as he wished. Two secret boxes that had been buried underground were exposed again, turning like a magic cube, and two scrolls of paper were revealed when they were opened.
The doctor picked up his paper roll and looked up, as if making an expectant gesture.
"Nuanyang Road, Dongshan New District, Residential Area, Building 17." Hitzfeld read out the content as he wished.
"It's not that I want to peek at you..."
"I think these are the only things that will haunt you..."
The doctor's face was expressionless.
Of course, he is no longer human after all. Those interlaced gears cannot replace the function of flesh and blood, and no one can see through the mood from the laws of the gears.
"So……"
For the first time—not counting “after waking up”—he made a hoarse voice close to that of a human body.
"You wrote..."
Hitzfeld picked up the parchment and looked at it for a moment, then turned it over.
[I am Leng Qing.]
"..."
"..."
The air seemed dead.
She was so nervous that she even forgot to breathe.
"So that's it."
After a long while, the doctor spoke.
"What I've been looking for has never left me, and it's right before my eyes..."
"You... Doctor!" Hitzfeld tried to interrupt him.
"Is this a sweet dream? Or a nightmare? Or rather, it is her revenge on me... because I actually parted ways with her and chose such a rebellious path..."
"Doctor... Coldis!"
Hitzfeld breathed hard, almost using all his strength... to call out the other person's name that had not been used for a long time.
“This is not the end.”
she says.
"You just misunderstood..."
"Fooled..."
“Everyone has a responsibility…”
"Even including the Goddess of Jiyang..."
The Doctor said nothing, just stared at her, the fire in his eyes growing brighter.
"Your guilt needs to be measured...even...judged."
This put more pressure on Hitzfeld, and her lungs felt like a leaky bellows, and she gasped heavily while speaking.
"But this is not the only answer... because you are bewitched... you are... you are not completely willing..."
"So maybe you could—"
"I volunteered."
The Doctor interrupted her.
“…” Hitzfeld opened his mouth, his face turning pale at this moment.
"Of course, we can find excuses. Say that Coldis was just fooled by fate... maybe those things did it on purpose, maybe he deserved it, but no matter how much you say, it can't change the fact that he acted voluntarily - he was not coerced by anyone in betraying the goddess and the two worlds. From his body, mind to his soul, he acted on earth with complete freedom and autonomy."
"you do not……"
"I really didn't have the opportunity to teach you. I might not be qualified to do so... But I am very glad that after coming here, after you woke up and began to show your talents, they observed you and sent me the information, I have a good understanding of you."
The doctor regained his composure and started talking like a lecturer.
"You let the real murderer go in Barvik because you felt that 'catching them' would be a violation of justice."
"You believe in what Sherlock Holmes said to Trislade, that everyone has the right to exercise their sacred revenge; but at the same time you also adhere to justice. When some acts of revenge go too far, you have to weigh the pros and cons and choose to hand the criminal over to the detective."
"I can see you've matured—you're not a child anymore, Hitzfeld."
"You have your own logic in your heart, your own theory to justify your own ideas. This is your understanding of 'justice'."
"That's why you exist, isn't it?"
"Your duty, your ideal."
“They all need it.”
"So whether as a person who admires you or as... a father, I actually don't want... you to overturn this thing by yourself..."
"For me..."
"To overturn the values and meanings you have always held..."
"It's not what you think!" Hitzfeld wanted to argue.
"Then what do you think of those people I slaughtered?!"
“……” She was speechless.
She has deliberately downplayed it.
But he was so ruthless that he even used the word "massacre".
What else could she say?
All her words were blocked...
"So many people, innocent and irrelevant... were thrown to me as experimental subjects. I was simply crazy... You hated me like that, didn't you?"
The doctor paced back and forth in front, raising his hands from time to time.
"You were so determined."
He looked over.
"As a mature adult, I am determined to be independent and not be disturbed by any external forces... This is good."
“Why change?”
"Why try to establish another set of 'double standards' for people like me..."
"Because you are my father!"
the girl yelled.
"You saw it all, didn't you?"
"Everything!"
"She disappeared!"
"Your lover might be here too!"
"Maybe alive!"
"What you should do is to atone for your sins! Then survive... and come with me to find her!"
"The meaning of your life should not end here... It has nothing to do with standards, who cares!"
“That’s what I want to do!”
"That's all!"
"No."
But the Doctor raised his hand and pointed it at her.
"Someone is destined to die today."
"Take up your weapons."
"If you don't want to hate those friends..."
Chapter 79: Ending in the Snow
Hitzfeld quickly grasped his meaning.
Coldis is begging for death.
