Overturned Tower

Messy black hair, eyes as full of smiles as red wine.

The delicate and clean appearance of a young child, the empty wine glass between his fingertips, the expensive clothes that are completely out of tune with the surrounding environment...

The inferior stared at him silently, watching the young elf gradually approach him.

"As expected..."

He murmured under his breath.

"oh?"

Tovatus asked with interest: "When did you guess it?"

"When you told me that the destiny you held was 'discord'."

The inferior said calmly.

He was holding a cigarette and tilting his head, and his attitude could even be said to be indifferent: "What do you want from me?

"Finally tired of your ridiculous games and want to kill me here?"

"...Ah, that's not the case."

Tovatus smiled and waved his hand: "Although Camarse stabbed me in the back three times, I will not vent my anger on you. I am not that kind of person."

He said casually, and like magic, his slender fingertips shook quickly, and the empty wine glass was suddenly filled with red wine that had a similar color to his eyes.

The youngest son raised the red wine to the inferior and asked naturally: "Want to drink?"

"I never drink."

The inferior bit his cigarette butt and whispered vaguely: "Drinking will make me stupid and not sober enough."

His voice, aided by psychic energy, reached Tovatus's ears clearly.

Although his tone was so calm that it was almost indifferent, the halo in his pupils became brighter and brighter.

——That just proves that the pain and anger in his heart are getting stronger and stronger.

The weak rely on the strong willpower brought by Delphinium's chip to firmly control the unstable emotions in their hearts.

Normally, he would have lost control and attacked Tovatus.

"But this is no ordinary wine."

Tovatus took a sip with a smile, and his lips became brighter red.

His crimson pupils glowed with a strange light.

"This is my blood."

He whispered and poured the wine on the ground: "Taste it, this is the 'big enemy'..."

As the wine soaked the ground, a twisted black human figure gradually climbed up from the spot.

It had no facial features or hairstyle, and a viscous liquid like petroleum flowed from its limbs.

After it appeared, it immediately ran towards the inferior!

——The pupils of the inferior ones shrink suddenly!

Without hesitation, he opened and closed the lighter in his hand, and the sharp sound turned into a sword of noise, slashing at the little black man.

Even the affected ground cracked, and a thick ravine appeared on the ground.

But the little black man was completely unaffected.

In other words...it can easily block the attacks of the inferior ones.

"...indecisive...timid...hesitant..."

A hoarse voice with many accents came from the mud-like little man.

"...fear...anger...

"As useless as ever...Sha...Bi..."

Like a dry whisper before death.

Among the violently shaking pupils of the inferior, it finally revealed its pupils.

——Those are the gorgeous iridescent eyes that are mainly cold-toned and constantly flowing.

Just looking at those eyes, the bad guy felt as if his heartbeat had stopped.

The next moment, the little black man raised his right hand towards himself.

The whole body of the inferior was pulled by the huge force and suspended in mid-air.

Then, the villain suddenly threw his right arm to his right side.

An invisible force dragged the bad guy and flew out in that direction.

He was still surrounded by a harsh sound field that could protect him, which allowed him to smash the wall of the factory next door with almost ease, and he was completely immersed in it.

But that was only a momentary disadvantage.

The bad guys rushed out quickly.

This time, he couldn't control his rage at all.

"Ka-ma-er-se-"

The villain, who had no intention of holding back at all, roared loudly and jumped out of the factory.

The manic and furious roar turned into substance, and the world around him instantly collapsed.

The ground cracked and ravines visible to the naked eye roared, as if an invisible and ignorant shock wave hit him.

But the figure with black mud flowing all over its body just stretched out its right hand towards the inferior.

The shock wave suddenly disappeared when it was three steps closer to him.

"Stop it..."

The hoarse voice whispered word by word: "My poor son...

"Stupid waste..."

The next moment was like going back in time.

The damaged ground in front of him was repaired one after another, and the sound wave returned to the inferior again.

Even if the power of the sound wave cannot hurt the inferior, it still collides fiercely with the shield on the inferior.

The strength of the inferior collided with the strength of the inferior, but pushed the inferior back several steps.

"Thank me, you inferior."

Tovatus said leisurely: "This is a commendation for your pleasing me."

His pupils shone with a strange red light: "The things you can't do in your life...the wishes you can't fulfill, I will fulfill them for you.

"Don't you want to kill that man with your own hands? But because you are bound by fate, you can never do it.

"And I gave you this opportunity...fight with all your strength. Because it's just a clay sculpture, it doesn't matter even if you destroy it.

"It has exactly the same ability as your father. Why not try it, if you are not bound by fate... can you resist that man?"

"……I don't."

But the inferior calmed down instead.

Tovatus frowned and controlled the black clay figure to stop in place.

He looked at the inferior with some disappointment: "Are you afraid?"

"No, because it doesn't make sense."

The bad guy spoke slowly, his voice becoming calm and low again: "I won't do that kind of ugly act to vent my anger."

Only his slightly trembling hand as he lit his cigarette proved that he was not at peace in his heart.

"Using violence in order to vent the anger of being bound by fate... is not fundamentally different from using one's power to escape the shackles of fate."

The inferior said word by word: "It's just that what I hold in my hand is the invisible power to destroy others. And what he holds in his hand is the invisible 'power'."

"She told me... don't become vicious and insensitive people like you. She taught me, don't become people like you... who only know how to unscrupulously manipulate, rewrite, and destroy other people's destinies without forgetting Even if you lose yourself, you are just a puppet of fate."

He held his head high and looked leeringly at Tovatus.

There was no trace of anger in his eyes.

His fists were not clenched, but the words he spoke slowly were so heavy: "I used to have naive fantasies when I was very young.

"I imagined that everything my father did was not intentional, but forced; I imagined that my father loved me, but he was just as clumsy and inexpressive as in a storybook.

"I once imagined that I could be loved by my parents like a normal person...having parents who could love me."

He took a deep breath from the cigarette and blew out the smoke ring.

"I regret it. He is not a human being at all - or he is so vicious that he can no longer be seen as a human being.

"In other words, that man has no human heart at all."