Chapter 1099
Chapter 1099 - 185: The Swindler
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"...Who are you, exactly?"
The girl looked at the boy opposite her, and in that moment, she felt somewhat bewildered.
She had once thought he was the one destined for her.
Because of her past experiences, the outwardly enthusiastic and cheerful Eve actually had very few friends she could talk to.
The only person she could fully trust was her older sister, who, after saying just a few words, would start talking about "being serious" and "paying attention in class."
Her innate extraordinary nature endowed her with enough wisdom and reason, but if she refused to grow up, she would always remain a child... And for a "child" who had not really lived for more than ten years, could one truly demand anything more than play from her?
"I’m so happy, really happy."
Compared to the repressed "childhood" memories, these recent days were probably the happiest times Eve could remember.
She met a fun older brother who would pamper her, help her, and play with her... that kind of familial comfort just from his presence, she was addicted to it.
She met a "little sister" who would look up to her admiringly, uttering "You’re so amazing" and "Older sister is really good at playing," then (pitifully) watch her play games.
He would occasionally gaze at her, and in his lifeless eyes, she could read a sense of helplessness mingled with genuine affection... that overly warm look unsettled her, frightened her, and sometimes, it made her feel nostalgic, almost precious.
For the first time, she felt she might be needed by someone, she was loving, rather than fearing or being feared...
"Mirror person, will you be the family member with whom I have the deepest entanglement in my life?"
With fear, unease, and anticipation, she asked the most hesitant question towards the "Fate Marker" among the Secret Realm rewards that could answer one question.
She was questioning the ’future,’ yet also confirming the present.
In asking if "Su Xi" would become her family, she was also asking if those sincere feelings were real.
She was inquiring whether that sense of security would always be with her in the future, whether that "kindness" truly belonged to her.
And the "Marker" gave her an answer that delighted her so much she even doubted if she was dreaming.
At that moment, the girl, for the first time, couldn’t control the joy in her heart, and her smile bloomed like a flower.
"Lies! They’re all lies!"
Now, the girl showed her fangs to the boy, and for the first time, her eyes were full of tears.
The little sister was a fake; that was her own older sister, the bastard sister who was hiding from her and not acknowledging her.
Seeing her sister again should have been a wonderful thing, but she had also been in the mirror at that time, which meant the answer she had inquired about, that ’family member,’ was also a lie... The seeker of fate once again mocked by fate itself.
"You, you’re not my family, you..."
She knew that it was her own assumption, her own divinations, the desires buried deep in her heart, her own inescapable weaknesses, but...
"...you are my nemesis! You killed my mother! Liar, you deceived me, you knew it all along, didn’t you? Do I look stupid in your eyes? I, I’m not a clown...."
In the rain, the girl roared angrily.
A clown? Yes, looking back now, all the wonderful, dreamlike moments seemed to be just her own wishful thinking.
She was a real-life clown, fooled by fate, deceived by the man before her.
Embarrassment? No, when she realized that "mother" had indeed been killed by the man in front of her, and he had confessed with his own mouth, even using the "heirloom," all that embarrassment turned into another kind of feeling.
A feeling she had never experienced before, with anger? Longing? Humiliation? Murderous intent?
In this scene, she in the rain, calling the other side a bastard.
But within those painful eyes, there was still more of a craving.
Perhaps, in the depths of her heart that she herself couldn’t quite understand, she still hoped he would explain.
Say it’s not true.
Say it’s all a misunderstanding.
Or simply, apologize.....
"...Chris, Kerdalais, it was me who killed them, but..."
Enough, it’s enough, stop talking! Don’t say another word!
For a girl who no longer had family, for a "girl" who had recently longed for warmth and relatives, everything was already too much.
Truth, perhaps, is the most hurtful...
The girl’s eyes widened as she wiped her face, no longer showing any hesitation.
"Die, die, die!"
Finally, the enraged blonde girl leapt into the air, and countless golden wheat ears descended from above, bringing with them a hurricane of death.
Watching the scattered attack, Lu Ping’an, who had failed in his negotiation, sighed and reluctantly created some distance.
He also knew that words couldn’t solve the problem, this "Death calamity" was unavoidable for him.
He felt a bit of discomfort too; he actually quite liked the innocent and adorable Little Eve. He felt especially relaxed when he was with her. If possible, he also wanted to be friends or playmates with this little girl...
"You, feel pity? You actually dare to feel pity for me!!"
And his hesitation, that feeling, was instantly seized by his opponent.
A moment ago, the girl was filled with shame and anger, but now, she inexplicably calmed down... Her teary eyes regained their coldness, and fully entering combat mode, she began to shed her unnecessary emotions.
Slaughter Mode, or perhaps Berserk Mode, the Eve of this moment had turned into a war machine.
With a flat tone, the natural-born killer awakened the first batch of "Golden Wheat."
Out of the thrown crystal bodies, demons emerged.
And just the first batch of ten made Lu Ping’an’s scalp tingle.
Indeed, the gold lion-faced people before him, not only was Lu Ping’an familiar with them, but he had also fought them.
Dimon Mendel, made Lu Ping’an feel like a laughing stock, something ridiculous.
But now, when not only had he appeared again, but ten of them at once, even Lu Ping’an’s scalp tingled.
"Lu Ping’an, isn’t this what you wanted?"
"What I wanted... you mean ’Clone Manipulation’?"
"Yes, your Spirit Ghost and her Crystal Army are essentially similar entities. Her Fighter path also serves that purpose. You can get everything you need from her."
"...But looking at those eyes, she’d rather consume everything I have."
Lu Ping’an sighed helplessly; the strength of his opponent had exceeded his expectations, and he had to take this seriously even if he didn’t want to.
As the destined battle commenced, amidst the noisy and chaotic Audience stands, a small figure once again entered the Secret Realm.
"I’m not late, am I?"
And with just one glance, just seeing the two embattled figures, she felt a twinge of a heart attack coming on.
In that moment, she even hesitated, unsure of which side to cheer for...
"Brother Lu! Go for it!"
And the "other her" was very direct.
Eve, that little girl, had snatched her food and hogged the Game console. In contrast, Brother Lu would buy her tasty treats, and it was Brother Lu’s game console she played with... Thinking about the cakes and ice cream, and a potential long-term meal ticket, Xiao Mu defected incredibly quickly.
And her presence naturally did not escape the notice of an unscrupulous Emcee in the sky, who immediately gave her a close-up on a large screen in mid-air, and played her cheer in full volume.
This scene was also immediately seen by the blonde girl.
She felt joy at seeing her older sister, but also heard "Brother, go for it"... As a result, she struck even harder!
"Liar! Liar!"
— End of Chapter 1099 —