Chapter 250 – 250. Contact
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“Elijah.”
“…”
“Elijah!”
“…”
“If you don’t answer, I’ll break it in?! “I have something really urgent to do right now!”
what.
Elijah usually says this line to Daoud, but hearing it from someone else makes it a bit different.
Elijah, lying on the bed and staring at the ceiling with blurry eyes, thought of this in a daze.
“Hey, you really…! That’s it, let’s really go in!”
With those words, the door was truly broken open.
“What have you been doing for several days now? “I skipped all classes today…!”
Trisha, who was at a loss for words as she continued that sentence, was barely visible through Elijah’s blurred vision.
Even she wasn’t sure what she was seeing that made her look that way.
Is it the woman herself, stretched out in nothing but her underwear, in a state of intoxication, or is it the pyramid of empty liquor bottles piled up next to the bed?
“…”
Trisha was silent for a while, but then she moaned, covering her forehead, which clearly had a headache, with both hands.
“…I should have stayed next to you.”
“…ok?”
“I was worried ever since I was told that I was a hero and had a private room, but sure enough, what is this? “I knew you were a bit weak-hearted…”
“…”
In fact, you could say that this is a bit unfair. Because Elijah didn’t behave like this in everything.
There was no need to see the emotions with eyes.
There is only one reason why Elijah, who is so kind and smart in everything, is so abnormal.
“…is it because of Mr. Dowd again?”
So, that’s right.
Trisha knows very well that love makes people blind. Who could see that more clearly than she, who could visually see her emotions?
But, no matter what, what does it mean to suddenly become a wreck?
“Why on earth are you doing that? what’s the problem?”
“…”
Elijah silently heard those words and tried to put the bottle back on.
Trisha suddenly snatched it up and threw it away, so he couldn’t achieve what he wanted.
“What, what are you doing-”
Elijah’s voice, which was about to argue, suddenly quieted down.
Anyone who meets the eyes of Trisha, who is glaring at her with a spirit reminiscent of a tiger, will do so.
“Tell me now. Or are you really going to be angry?”
“…”
The more kind a friend you are, who always smiles and listens well, the more destructive the power of a threat like this is bound to be enormous.
In the end, after thinking for a while, Elijah had no choice but to blurt out something.
“…I confessed to the teacher.”
Trisha’s mouth dropped open.
“Well, so? “What did you say?”
“…I don’t know.”
“…what?”
“I haven’t heard an answer yet.”
Trisha’s eyes narrowed.
Then what on earth is the reason for being like this? I haven’t even been kicked outright yet.
After saying that, Trisha was about to say something more, but her mouth suddenly closed.
This is because I saw Elijah’s emotions moving subtly out of the corner of my eye.
Judging by that movement…
“…”
No, no way.
Although I don’t think so.
“Elijah.”
“huh?”
“Are you just doing this ‘because you’re scared of getting kicked’?”
“…”
Elijah’s mouth fell shut.
In reality, the emotional ups and downs jump out as if you are being pricked.
Trisha glared at Elijah with an expression of astonishment, then immediately held her head.
“Hwasang. This burn. No matter how much it is said, is there a person in the world who gets scared and becomes a waste even though he didn’t hear any answer? “A passing dog laughs when it hears that a hero, the hope of humanity, is doing this to one man at best!”
“I haven’t said that’s true yet.”
“Then isn’t it? “Is there any other reason?”
“…don’t tell the teacher you’re only one guy.”
Instead of a rebuttal, only timid mutterings came out, and Trisha glared at Elijah with a look of astonishment.
Trisha stayed like that for a while, then washed her face dry and sighed.
“…It’s okay, you can argue about it later. Get dressed quickly. “If the hero is like this, he won’t even be a laughing matter to the people who are visiting!”
“Oh yeah. You can also be the Emperor’s Majesty? “I can handle it somehow.”
“…what?”
“If you come here to say something strange, I can kick you out. “If I’m going to say something strange about my teacher, I think I can use my voice a little bit.”
“…”
“…The way you look at the teacher has been a bit unusual lately-”
“Stop talking nonsense and get dressed quickly!”
Before any more profane sounds could come out of Elijah’s mouth, pants and uniform jacket flew into Elijah’s face along with Trisha’s flagship.
In the end, while Elijah got up with a sad expression and gathered up his clothes, Trisha was cleaning up the messy room at an incredible speed.
If the dedicated maids in charge of the upperclassmen’s dormitory saw it, it was sure to be fast enough to make them want to make it their junior.
“But who on earth is coming and making such a fuss?”
“I’ll know when I meet you!”
“…I don’t think there would be anyone who would complain like that to the hero, even if he’s in a bit of a rough state anyway.”
“If it were an ordinary person, it would be like that, if it were an ordinary person!”
To Elijah’s answer in a strained voice, Trisha responded in a voice that sounded like a scream.
It looked so strange that even Elijah suddenly narrowed his eyes.
Among the things he says about not being an ordinary person, the way he speaks seems to place more emphasis on ‘human’ rather than ‘ordinary’.
As if the problem isn’t that it’s not ordinary, but that it’s doubtful that they’re the same person.
“The person coming now is-!”
Fortunately, there seemed to be no need to persist with such doubts for long.
As soon as he saw the person entering her private room before Trisha finished speaking, Elijah’s mouth fell open.
As soon as ‘it’ entered the room.
A terrible sense of foreignness fell into the room.
A being that seems to be separated from certain certain ‘laws’ that make up the world.
It boasts a size that is several times that of an ordinary person, with a grand thumping sound every time it walks.
Although it is covered in robes reminiscent of a monk, everything about its ‘body’ is made of smooth metal.
‘…No, no, it’s not just steel…’
Steel that elaborately hides numerous ‘functions’ underneath.
A form similar to a steel giant that walks on two feet.
Probably, the first thing that came to mind for Dowd was the word ‘cyborg’.
“…Nice to meet you, warrior.”
As soon as he heard that voice, Elijah’s arm, which had been gently smoothing his hair, stopped. Goosebumps were naturally sprouting under her clothes.
It’s not that I can feel any great aura in the voice.
No, rather.
I don’t feel anything.
Things like atmosphere and emotions.
There is nothing that can be called a piece of ‘humanity’.
If Dowd saw it this time, it would be a sound that would immediately bring to mind the word ‘machine sound’.
“Nice to meet you, warrior. “My name is Alpha-11, the Executor of the Magic Tower.”
‘It’, which identified itself as the executioner of the Magic Tower, said as he held out a mechanical prosthetic hand made of steel to her.
A prosthetic hand made of smooth, seamless steel.
“I came here because I had someone to meet.”
“…”
At that sentence, Elijah suddenly felt a sense of fate.
Usually, when someone comes to me out of the blue like this, it’s always related to one person.
“If I ask who you are looking for-”
“This is Dowd Campbell.”
“…”
Well then.
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In fact, appearing in front of people is like a calling for Lucien.
Whether it was a large-scale religious event, an occasional social gathering, or at least a small daily mass or prayer meeting, it was always her role to lead such events as long as she sat in the position of a saint.
“…wait for a sec. “Isn’t that a saint?”
“This person is talking about big trouble. “What reason would such a noble person have for coming to a place like this?”
As she said that, two passersby who were passing by suddenly looked at her face.
“It seems real…?”
“yes…?”
“…”
You are right. Probably ten out of ten people passing by would recognize her based on her appearance.
However, if this is still the reason why people doubt whether she is a real saint.
“But then, who is the person with the saint…? “What is that little woman next to her…?”
Daoud and Yuria.
Lucien is currently walking through the city with the intention of going on a double date with these humans.
“…”
Walking down the street with his sisters on his arms, this situation makes his brain turn white, but the reason why Lucien can’t help but lower his head is beyond that.
“Wasn’t dating forbidden for saints…?”
“Right, right…? “Then there is no way that she is a real saint.”
So, it’s natural for her to shrink.
Of course, it has been a long time since she gave up her title as a saint, but even now, as soon as she steps out on the street, if she reveals what she is doing to the passing by nearby, her reputation will literally fall into the abyss…!
‘I’m embarrassed…!’
My eyes are spinning. I feel heat all over my body.
If someone is convinced that she is a ‘real’ saint and spreads a rumor that she is acting like this…!
“Don’t worry. People aren’t as interested in other people as you think. “For no reason, even if celebrities dress up a little and go out, people don’t recognize them.”
“…Mr. Dowd.”
“yes?”
“Even if I wasn’t wearing ‘this’ right now, I wouldn’t be this scared…!”
She trembled and spat out those words with teary eyes.
The finger is pointing near his and Yuria’s neck.
What is filled here is, that is.
It is a ‘transparent leash’. It won’t be visible to others.
They added ectoplasm and outsourced it to Professor Vulkan.
“…”
Why on earth was it so important for her and Yuria to walk on leashes that they poured such high-quality materials into making transparent leashes?
“Then, did you really think that I would put Yuria on a leash and act like I was walking her dog in front of other people?”
“…To some extent.”
“Oh my god, how on earth could you think like that…!”
“Think about what you have done so far and then talk about it!”
I guess it would be weirder not to do it then.
Considering the social reputation this man has built so far, wouldn’t it be more natural to really do it?
Why are you pretending to have common sense now?
While those sentences were sequentially appearing in Lucien’s mind, Yuria, who was quietly walking next to him, opened her mouth quietly, crossing her fingers.
“…I’m fine.”
“…”
“You don’t like it…?”
“Oh, no, I don’t hate it that much…”
Lucien replied while shaking his cheek.
Because I couldn’t bear to be harsh to my younger brother, who had been in particularly bad condition recently.
Instead, she shot Daoud a pouty look again.
“B-but! You too need to know moderation! Even though we are doing everything you ask, making such unreasonable demands is…!”
“…I didn’t ask for it.”
“…”
Lucien dumbly closed his mouth.
It was a while later that I could barely speak.
“…yes?”
“I didn’t do it.”
“Then who…?”
At those words, an answer came from Yuria instead of Dowd.
“…This is what I asked Mr. Dowd to do.”
“…”
“I’m the one who asked my sister to join us…”
A feeling of shock like a thunderbolt struck Lucien’s head.
I especially disliked the sight of Dawood shrugging his shoulders as if telling me to look at the thing in front of me.
“…Why, why are you doing this…!”
“You have a sense of immorality.”
“…”
“Master, no, it feels quite good to be treated like this by Mr. Dowd…”
“…”
“I wanted to tell my sister too…”
With a very red face.
However, with a pretty clear face and a voice filled with a passion that cannot be hidden, he mutters those words.
“…”
While Lucien was on the verge of fainting, Daoud watched with satisfaction in his eyes.
No matter what the current state is, the intended goal has definitely been achieved.
‘…There is no separate fast charger.’
The white devil’s magical energy fills up to a frightening level.
It was said that the more ‘close contact’ there is with the target, the faster the seal’s magic is charged.
So I went to Yuria and asked her what she wanted to do the most, and she said this.
I go for a walk with my sister on a leash.
“…”
I’m sure I’ll need some kind of mental education later, but this is definitely it for now.
As he was thinking such satisfying thoughts, a shadow suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
It’s not that the sky suddenly darkened, it’s probably because a ‘massive object’ suddenly appeared in front of their eyes.
“…”
Daoud looked up without realizing it and immediately flinched.
Because there was something there that I had never imagined seeing in a place like this.
“…Cyborg?”
“I’m sorry, but I cannot identify such a being. “I think you’re confusing it with something else.”
Even the voice is mechanical.
While Daoud blinked and thought of such thoughts, Cyborg suddenly looked at her blankly.
For Lucien, it was a movement of gaze that suddenly brought him to his senses.
Aren’t you looking at her neck and Daoud’s hand alternately?
As if you can see what is ‘connecting’ it.
“It’s an ectoplasm leash. That’s an amazing piece of equipment. I can’t believe they used so many high-quality materials to make such miscellaneous items. “There must be a specific purpose.”
“…”
“May I ask why you are wearing such a thing, saintess?”
Lucien’s face turned bright red as if it was about to explode.
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fantasy,
