episode_0251

Let’s go together. click.

Let’s go together. click.

The mainsprings keep turning without stopping.

When one moves, all move, and when all move, one turns.

The purple pupils were shining brightly and staring intently, as if the sight was interesting.

[······Wha!?]

Then, suddenly, the wind-up doll flinches and jumps in surprise when it touches one of the mainsprings.

I almost broke the mainspring and ruined the entire part.

As if feeling pain, the wind-up doll looked at Linda with melancholy eyes and pursed her lips.

[Lindaaa…]

[Did you break it again? what. It’s not broken. All you need to do is tighten a few screws. Now you can do it yourself, right?]

[scared. Linda. Do it.]

A wind-up doll shaking its head and holding out its arms.

Linda sighed deeply, squatted down in front of the wind-up doll, and smoothed her arms.

Then, the wind-up doll smiled brightly as if the pain had already subsided even though the screw had not been tightened.

I knew it.

This was done intentionally to attract attention even though I could have done it on my own.

Linda smiled wryly, feeling somewhat satisfied, tightened the screw, and closed the cover so that the inside could no longer be touched.

[······Ugh.]

Then the wind-up doll jumped out of the chair.

I immediately tried to run somewhere, but I got caught in the thick wire hanging on my back and fell before I could get far.

The thick wire connected to the back was connected to a huge and brilliant magic stone in a corner of the warehouse.

It was a magic stone that emitted light in a certain pattern as if it were alive and beating.

The wind-up doll ran wild around the warehouse as much as the connected wires allowed.

He looked at various tools, touched them, and when they made a loud whining sound, he would jump up like a cat, hide at a distance, and ask for help.

Who would look at this and think it’s a machine?

Of course, it is not a machine since the soul body is trapped in a magic stone so that the wind-up doll can be driven as a body.

Still, it was difficult to see him as a person.

In other words, it is like a highly intelligent mammal.

[Linda. hungry.]

[Then shall we eat out today?]

[eat out?]

[Eating outside. There is a lot of delicious food outside the warehouse.]

[ah······! eat out! good!]

A wind-up doll nodding its head vigorously.

Linda smiled proudly, lifted the huge magic stone, and carried it to the special carriage.

If you extend the wire a little like this, you can go to most places, although it is a bit inconvenient.

‘A weird guy.’

Linda chuckled, looking at the wind-up doll who was quietly waiting for departure on the carriage.

A guy like this once almost destroyed this world.

Even if I knew it, it was hard to believe.

The situation Eugene feared never happened.

The phenomenon where Draken’s will was completely distorted and manifested as malice did not appear in this wind-up doll.

However, what is somewhat puzzling is whether this wind-up doll is really the ‘Draken’.

Has he inherited all his memories and identity?

Or maybe there was so much loss in the process of compressing the soul that it virtually became like a different being?

There was no way to know right now, as this wind-up doll lacked language skills.

If he inherited all of his memories, does that mean that Draken was originally this low-intellectual and infantile?

Linda was a little confused.

[delicious?]

[eat out! good!]

A wind-up doll that slurps, inhales pasta noodles as if drinking soup, and says “like” once a minute.

He was a guy with an appetite for machinery.

I don’t know if it’s because of my nutrition habits since my soul body days, or if I learned it from watching people eat.

Because he kept throwing food into the machine, I had no choice but to install a separate digestion module.

That’s how it was completed and what it looks like now.

The wind-up doll gains energy through eating, albeit in small amounts.

It was truly the height of inefficiency that no one had ever heard of or even thought of.

‘Can I call this Draken?’

We had no choice but to be extremely careful when it came to names.

Of course, I wonder what power is contained in the words spoken by the artificial soul.

By naming the name, didn’t Eugene confirm that the nameless is an individual being rather than a fragment of Kali?

What will this child’s name be?

How will this child’s fate be decided?

Those were all things to be decided when Eugene came back.

[I’m full!]

[you. Instead of just eating, let’s study conversation. By the time Eugene returns, we should be able to communicate smoothly.]

[Joe, I’m sleepy…]

[Why is a wind-up doll sleepy? If the overheating is severe, I will cool it down.]

[Ugh······. Linda. I hate you.]

Still, whatever.

There didn’t seem to be any need to worry.

***

“Haaaa…”

A cold frozen lake.

Alicia’s face was reflected on it.

An ugly, lust-stained face.

That’s how Alicia saw her own face.

I coveted my sister’s things.

I fell in love with my master’s man.

It was a high treason for which there was nothing to say even after being stabbed, but Yerina readily forgave her.

That’s all.

He even suggested that it was okay to have that feeling and to face it directly.

“How can you do that…”

Yerina said that, but the more she said it, the more Alicia lost motivation.

The more magnanimous the lord showed, the more his greed seemed ugly and dirty, and the more he suffered.

After receiving permission, I was no longer able to covet it.

For 20 years of her life, Alicia had never felt any romantic interest.

Of course, when it comes to sexual desire, I have felt it ever since my secondary sexual characteristics.

The intense sexual desire unique to the rabbit beast, which she so hated and was ashamed of, had constantly tormented Alicia.

That’s why I learned early on how to separate my sexual desires and emotions.

After wearing a sexual desire suppressor, the world began to appear clear and clear.

Only then did Alicia realize.

I guess I’m not that interested in other people.

The only thing she cares about is her master, Yerina.

Besides loyalty to her.

There was no meaning to any emotion other than respect for the Frost Lord who had taken her away.

I strongly believed that.

······Until I met Eugene.

“You mean guy…”

That was my first impression.

He was an ignorant and rude man.

He was also a similar type to many men I had met so far.

Whenever they get the chance, they say they are rabbit beastmen and look down on them for their characteristics.

And yet, they are dirty guys who rush at you out of fear that they might not be able to control their sexual desires.

It was different from those guys.

Similar but different.

Eugene’s rudeness comes only from ignorance.

He never looked down on prisoners as such or was prejudiced against them.

It’s just that the person itself was rude.

How devastated I was after finding out.

However, the rudeness and unbiased thinking did not cause trouble.

He had no hesitation in joining hands with a murderer.

He even tamed a centipede monster and made it his servant.

In Alicia’s case…

In fact, I used him like a tool.

I didn’t hate it all that much.

I saw a similar side to Yerina in Eugene.

Run toward your goal regardless of means or methods.

I run continuously, not even caring about the wear and tear of my body and my mind.

I didn’t know much until then.

But when he finally came back after overcoming the danger of death.

The moment she saw her face for the first time in a long time, Alicia realized something that made her cry.

That this is not simple respect or respect.

The fact that it’s not just dirty sexual desires.

For the first time, Alicia recognized a human race that was not even a beast race as the opposite sex.

“I’m going crazy…”

Alicia moaned, ruffling her hair.

My heart was pounding.

I want to pounce on Eugene right now.

Sometimes I think it would be better to tell him my feelings quickly and break it.

On the other hand, I wanted to bury it in my heart forever because I was afraid of the heartache when it broke.

My sister gave permission, but is it really okay to tell it?

Do I even deserve to have these feelings?

No, does Eugene even see me as the opposite sex in the first place?

Wouldn’t it be a good thing if I didn’t just look at him as a piss-poor dog?

Hundreds of thoughts just passed through my mind.

They are all just excuses not to share your feelings.

My thoughts became more and more solidified.

With the last excuse that loyalty to her sister comes first, Alicia, having made up her mind, stood up quickly.

“Huh…?”

That moment.

Alicia’s long ears disappeared and unfolded.

It was a sound that came from quite far away.

“Wait a minute… Ugh… Ah… Eugene…”

“······?”

A sound I’ve never heard before.

It was the moaning sound of Mia, the goddess of the World Tree.

At this, Alicia suddenly felt as if something had snapped in her head.