There is no way the Liberian girl could lay eggs!

The force was so great that even the door frame began to shake.

"He's talking a lot of nonsense. I don't know what he's talking about."

With a pout, Ifrit walked to Rosemary's side, put his hand on his "little brother's" shoulder, and comforted him softly: "Don't be afraid, if he dares to come to you later, I will definitely..."

Just as Ifrit was about to say something, he suddenly remembered that the "little brother" in front of him seemed to have a backer who was more powerful than himself, so he immediately stopped talking.

But Rosemary still accepted her kindness.

The white kitten smiled sweetly and said "OK" softly.

"Now that everything here is done, it's time for me to leave. I have something else to do over there, Saria..."

Muirseth stood up and stood by the door, opening the door that Ifrit had just violently closed.

She glanced at Ifrit, who looked reluctant, and Saria, who was lying on the bed in a fragile posture, and shook her head slightly.

"I'll leave it to you to take care of me. If possible, I'll treat you to a meal in the future, just as a token of..."

Apologies were made.

Muirseth did not utter the last sentence. The water submerged her body and she disappeared from everyone's sight.

At the same time, footsteps were heard around the corner of the corridor.

A familiar figure appeared in front of Rosemary.

"I'm back..."

After a slightly weak greeting, Talina dragged her tired body into the house.

But when she saw Rosemary running into her arms, everything changed...

Everything is fine now.

The white kitten hugged Talina's waist and hung on it.

"Welcome back."

.........

"Time...time...how come I've grown old in the blink of an eye?"

Walking on the street, Locke looked at the dim sky with a dazed look in his eyes.

From the time I left school to now, it feels like just a moment. I haven't accomplished anything, but I've grown old all of a sudden.

My family is gone, my wealth is gone, my reputation is gone, and now...

Even the name is almost gone.

No one will remember him, no one cares about his existence.

What a sad thing this is.

Now, he could only look for Rosemary, the child he had hurt, and place his hopes on her.

Hatred, only hatred can make people remember everything!

As long as Rosemary still remembered him, everything he did would still have meaning.

Someone will remember his existence.

Now that he has nothing, he can only hold on to this "dream".

Volume 9: Chapter 68: Keeping Up

"Where is he? Strange...it's impossible for him to leave so quickly, right?"

Anxiously searching on the street, Muirseth looked left and right for Locke.

After coming out of Saria and the others' temporary base, she ran non-stop in the direction where Locke had left, in order to stop this guy who had suddenly been released from prison.

She has questions to ask...

"found it..."

Suddenly, Muirseth's eyes lit up and he ran in one direction.

The water clones that were spread out found Locke, and she might get the answer she wanted...

.........

"stop!"

An angry shout stopped Loken in his tracks.

He lowered his head to think, then raised it and saw the figure of Muirseth.

"You actually caught up with me... This shouldn't be right. This is not right. You were waiting for me here."

Looking at Muirseth, Locke's gaze focused on the other's fingertips. The pale and transparent tips made him look enlightened, and he instantly understood why Muirseth was able to catch up with him.

Avatar...

"Which is the real you? The you who was too silent in the room just now, or the you who is standing in front of me?"

She looked at Muirses with great interest. Her natural and unique way of thinking made her interested in Muirses' method of splitting himself.

Does the clone feel pain? Does the clone have independent thinking? Does the clone...

"It does not matter."

The fingertips gradually solidified, and the real Muirses was gradually replacing the clone in front of her, but no one knew about this except her.

In the eyes of outsiders, she is still a clone.

"Very interesting Originium techniques, or... never mind, I don't have time for this unnecessary curiosity anymore."

A gloomy look flashed across his eyes, and Locke straightened his hunched back. "What do you want from me, Director of Rhine Life?"

"I don't remember any acquaintance between us."

From the moment he entered the room, Locke noticed that the director of Rhine seemed to be looking at him all the time.

However, he thought that it was because of his "bad reputation" and Rosemary that the director deliberately targeted him, so he didn't take it too seriously.

After all, there were many people who wanted him dead, and Muirseth's hostility was nothing.

In the end, I actually had something to do with myself...

"Where's Christen...?"

Deliberately lowering his voice, Muirseth had a very good sense of proportion.

It will prevent outsiders from hearing it, and also allow Locke to clearly understand what he means.

After hearing Junmuir's question, Locke looked at the chief of biotechnology in surprise.

"Um...you're from Rhine Life, aren't you? Are you sure you should ask me this question?"

With confusion in his eyes, Locke didn't understand why Muirseth asked such a strange question.

As your subordinate, you don't know about the behavior of your company's boss, but you come to ask me, an outsider?

But soon, Muirseth "answered" his doubts.

"She was the one who got you out of jail, even if not with her own hands."

"Your presence here means that you have completed the task she assigned to you."

"She's ready, isn't she? She really intends to..."

"...Poor kid."

Shaking his head slightly, Locke finally understood the director's situation.

But his "pity" sounded extremely harsh to Muirseth.

Her already irritated heart because of Kristen was now even more aggravated by Locke's "ridicule". If she didn't want to know about Kristen, she would have wanted to drown this old man!

"I'm not so pitiful as to be called pitiful by an old man who looks like he hasn't showered in three days."

With a stern face, Muirseth's attitude was not good.

But Loken didn't care.

Because he saw his own shadow in Muirseth.

The self who has nothing.

He was always patient with himself, and at this moment, this patience was transferred to Muirseth.

"Surprise, reluctance, worry... You are afraid, little girl. You are afraid of being betrayed by those you trust, and you are afraid of being abandoned by those close to you."

"Of course, what's worse is being confused. You're at a loss, not knowing where to look for answers, and you can only rely on an outsider like me."

So familiar...

He ruthlessly exposed the truth behind Muirseth's disguise. In Locke's eyes, the other party's figure began to overlap with his past self.

"When my teacher gave Melander my research records, he expelled me from the academy..."

"When my students handed my data to the military ahead of time, I was forced to accelerate the experimental process, which ultimately led to failure..."

"When my family sold all our possessions in D.C. and disappeared..."

"I've also seen this look in the mirror, confused, helpless..."

Three times of "betrayal" have made him what he is today.

Therefore, he could empathize with the elf in front of him.

It was a desperate gamble after abandoning everything, it was the last hope of a living being.

But unfortunately, he couldn't give an answer.

"...I don't think my dark circles are that bad."

Wiping his eyes unconsciously, Muirseth curled his lips.

"I just don't understand why she would rather believe that bad woman from Melander, believe you, than believe me, believe Saria."

"Believe... well, are you stalling for time?"

Suddenly waking up, Muirseth looked around.

"If you're waiting for Hol Haiya to pick you up, I won't necessarily lose!"

The water gathered around Muirsays body. It was obviously only a small pool, but it made a sound like a tide.

Although she is not good at fighting, she may not be afraid of Holhaiya as she has been prepared in advance.

The previous loss to that guy was just due to carelessness.

Facing Muirseth's aggressive stance, Locke just shook his head.

"You don't want to be my enemy, little girl."

"Are you really chasing after me just to stop Kristen and me?"

"Or maybe you want to keep up with me, keep up with... Kristen."

After saying that, Locke turned his back.

Today's Zero Muir Dream Machine doesn't need to listen to what others say, just these few words are enough.

Muirseth fell into a trance, and Locke's turning of his back did not disturb her until the familiar wind patted her face mockingly, waking her up.

The elf raised his head, looked at the empty street in front of him, and sighed.

"Let him go... What on earth are you doing..."

A feeling of powerlessness filled his whole body, making Muirseth exhausted both physically and mentally.

Kristen...Kristen

Where on earth is this guy!

.........

"Alright, her body temperature has returned to normal. Take a break, Ifrit. Unleashing Originium techniques for a long time is very exhausting."

Gently removing Ifrit's hand from Saria's chest, Talina took his place.

"I...I'm fine. This little bit of tiredness is nothing."

Evelyn shook her head. Although the fatigue on her face was difficult to conceal, she still tried not to leave and just stood by the bed, next to Saria and Talina.