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"Did something happen?"

"without--"

Ian looked at the information on his phone that was collected and transmitted by BB.

"I just recalled some things."

"This is Akagi Hinako. I had a little conflict with her, but we reconciled in the end. I just didn't expect that the next time we met, it would be like this."

"..."

"this is not your fault."

Nightingale hugged Ian.

"I believe--"

"If she had the chance to get to know the real you, she would be very happy to be your friend."

"Nightingale..."

Ian didn't expect that he would be comforted by the nurse in front of him, and he was somewhat touched.

There are actually more than just me who are working hard.

They...are also part of this.

"Too!"

"If there's a chance in the future, we must have a good communication and erase all previous misunderstandings."

"Let's go see the last one!"

Having said that, Ian's mood couldn't help but become a little heavy when he came to the last basket.

Because that's Ophelia Farmsolone—

A girl who was involved in an extremely complicated and entangled relationship with him before falling into a deep sleep.

now……

The two people became unable to see each other.

It's a bit sad.

only--

At this time, the situation took a turn that Ian had never imagined.

Nightingale, who should have been lamenting the tragic fate of these members as before, suddenly stopped.

"This……"

"what happened?"

Looking at Nightingale who suddenly became unable to speak clearly, Ian was a little at a loss.

"Nightingale, what's wrong with you?"

"It's not me, what's wrong—"

"What happened to it—"

Nightingale pointed to the frame of "7".

"Ian..."

"I can feel that the people inside are still alive!"

943. Ian's Harem Fighting for Favor/Ophelia's Undying Life (4k)

"..."

Ian was stunned for a moment before he realized what Nightingale meant by this sentence.

"You mean, Ophelia is still alive...?"

"correct."

Nightingale nodded, confirming Ian's understanding.

"She's still alive."

"She's really still alive!"

"..."

Ian wanted to say that this was impossible, but then he thought again and realized that Nightingale would not "lie" to him about such a thing.

To be precise, there is no need to "lie" to yourself.

She hoped even more than herself that these seven people who had left early could devote themselves to the restoration of the singularity earlier. Naturally, she would not have any intention of "teasing" her and playing some meaningless jokes on her!

"Nightingale, how do you feel..."

Ian looked at the basket in front of him with the number "7" marked on it and asked his inner doubts.

"Is she conveying any message to you?"

"..."

"It's not information."

Nightingale looked at the machine carrying Ophelia before her—the being called the "Basket."

"It's just that the first six people didn't express enough of a desire to survive. Only here did I sense such a strong cry for help."

"I'm sure she's still alive!"

"Ian!"

The nurse looked at Ophelia beside her.

"Let's rescue her!"

"..."

However, facing Nightingale's request for help, Ian's expression seemed a little complicated.

This seemed to be a difficult thing for him to do.

Nightingale also noticed this sentiment, and she quickly asked in confusion:

"Ian, what's wrong with you—"

"Why don't you speak?"

"Could it be that you don't want to rescue Ophelia?"

"Do not."

Ian shook his head.

"Nightingale, just like you, I really want to rescue Ophelia from this strange machine—but the problem is, this kind of thing is not as simple as we think."

"The situation is much more complicated than we imagined."

"Nightingale, listen to me—"

Just like what Ian said at this moment.

The seven people in Group A who were the first to be hit by the explosion were not "dead" or "alive" in the strict sense, but were in an extremely delicate state that could be called a "balance point".

Before the basket is opened, no one knows whether the person inside is dead or alive.

Only when it is opened can you confirm what is inside.

This raises another question—

As long as it is not opened, the worst outcome - confirmation of their death - can be avoided.

only……

This also avoids the best outcome, which is to confirm their survival.

of course.

Ian knew that this was just a delaying tactic in a sense.

But he didn't want to decide the life and death of these Group A members without any preparation. That would be an extremely unfair choice for both them and himself.

after all……

This is an extremely risky act.

"This……"

From Ian's brief description, the nurse also understood the situation they were facing.

"Is there no other way?" She clenched her hands into fists.

Just like Joan of Arc, Nightingale always felt guilty about those people whom she had the ability to save but was unable to do so, as if she was the one who caused all this.

Not to mention, the person sleeping in basket number "7" in front of him is Ophelia, who is very likely to help Ian!

Of course the man completely understood her thoughts.

But of course, we can't be impatient about things like this.

"BB——"

Ian directly called out to his capable and virtuous wife.

"Pig, what's wrong?"

"Is there something wrong with the information of the Group A members?"

BB is still on standby as always. After all, as an intelligent being, she really doesn't need much rest.

"No, it's very good, just like what I said I knew."

“But now, this is the situation.”

"Oh?"

In the next few minutes, Ian told BB what had just happened in as much detail as possible.

"what--!"

With a cry of surprise, BB walked out from the room next to him.

"You pigs, are you kidding me?"

"..."

Ian glanced at his phone and found that the BB in it had completely disappeared.

There is no doubt that she came directly "over".

“You are also…”

"what!"

BB crossed his arms and looked very dissatisfied.

"BB is in charge of all of Chaldea. If we don't create more backup clones and keep them everywhere, what will we do if someone comes looking for BB and BB can't go?"

"..."

To be honest, Ian knew that the so-called "someone" basically only referred to himself.

After all, BB has said it very directly - she only recognizes herself as her master.

"Well, that's really smart."

Ian reached out, touched BB's head, and praised him.

"You are worthy of being my good BB."

"you you you……"

The baby felt a little embarrassed by being touched and became more and more shy, until finally, her voice became smaller and smaller, and she became docile.

"so--"

“Is this all true?”