Endless Debt

"I've been doing very well recently, and my work has been going very well. You may not believe it, but I just participated in a timeline disorder incident a few days ago, and I managed to turn the tide."

"Awesome! Promotion and salary increase are just around the corner."

Palmer picked up the phone and told the other party about his wonderful adventure.

"The most important thing is that my application for annual leave has been approved. I am considering choosing a day to go back and see you."

"Hey, is there anything you want? I'll get some for you. My bonus is quite large this time. I'll pay for all the expenses."

"Ah? There's no need to eat and drink well at home, right? Damn it! Woxilin, I'm going through life and death outside, so you can just sit on the sofa and watch TV, right?"

"Okay, okay, let's talk about it after I get back."

Palmer hung up the phone, with a satisfied smile still on his face, but he hadn't smiled for a while when words from the next door interrupted his beautiful fantasy.

"Is it with your fiancée?"

Palmer's expression stiffened for a moment, then he pulled open the curtain and said, "Boss, it's not good to eavesdrop on other people's calls!"

"It's not what I wanted to hear, it's just that your voice is so loud that it's hard not to listen."

Lebius fell on the hospital bed. There was a bed table in front of him, which was filled with various documents. The most damning thing was that there were two exquisite mechanical prosthetic hands beside the hospital bed. Under Si's control, the mechanical prosthetic hand quickly processed the documents.

Palmer looked at Lebius helplessly, and then sighed, "Yes, my fiancée."

Jeffrey's injury was not serious and he was discharged from the border sanatorium after a few days. The same was true for Boluogo. This guy's immortality was really convenient.

After the two left, only Palmer and Lebius were left in the ward, and the two briefly became roommates.

Sharing a room with your boss can be stressful enough, let alone having the two of you living together for a while.

During these days, Palmer's mental pressure was full, but after reaching the limit, Palmer was relieved, instinctively ignored Lebius, and entertained himself.

Lebius said seriously, "Well... until now, it's hard for me to imagine that you actually have a fiancée."

"Boss, I know you want to make a joke, but can you please change your expression when you make a joke?" Palmer is used to Lebius's various reactions. "The indifferent look on your face is really very... It’s scary!”

Thanks to the time spent with Bologo, Palmer applied the lessons he learned from Bologo to Lebius.

It can be said that Lebius and Bologo are somewhat similar. Both of them are extremely cold, efficient and professional. However, the difference is that Bologo will get crazy from time to time, displaying his evil and violent side or his humorous side. Revealed, but Lebius is different. He seems to have only one face and make a living from it.

"No, I'm serious." Lebius was not joking. He continued to flip through the documents, "Is it a marriage between families? After all, you are the heir of the Clerks family. There should be many families eager to get your blood. .”

Lebius paused, "If not, that would be quite surprising. It's hard for me to imagine that someone like you would be loved by the opposite sex."

Palmer was anxious, "Oh my god, boss, how miserable I am in your eyes!"

Lebius recalled Palmer's file. Even though Lebius was very optimistic about Palmer, those experiences were really unsightly.

The atmosphere in the ward fell into an eerie silence, with only the smell of disinfectant floating between the two of them.

Palmer became even more anxious, "Just talk! What's the point of not saying a word!"

"How did you two meet?"

Lebius changed the subject in an extremely clumsy way.

Palmer frowned and said with a serious face, "I'm just unlucky, but not stupid. Isn't this way of changing the subject too rough?"

Lebius looked at him expressionlessly.

"..."

"She and I have known each other since we were children. It's a free love relationship, right? Then we got engaged out of nowhere, and we've been together until now."

Palmer sat obediently beside the hospital bed, with his hands on his knees, and recounted his simple emotional experience to Lebius.

One thing that needs to be admitted is that both Lebius and Boluogo have a wonderful magic power. When they stare at you silently, you will feel unprecedented psychological pressure, as if you are facing a kind person. A perverted murderer.

Under this pressure, Palmer chose to give up thinking.

"that's all?"

"if not?"

Lebius's eyes rarely showed other emotions, such as...disappointment.

"What do you think he is? A playboy? Lingering in the arms of different women every day?" Palmer said loudly, "I am the heir of the Clerks family. Am I that kind of person?"

Lebius said calmly, "I didn't say anything."

Palmer kept shouting, "Your eyes say too much!"

After venting, Palmer muttered again, "What should I say? As the heir of the Clerks family, since you have a fiancée, you must be responsible for her, and you must not mess around with women, right?"

Lebius said ruthlessly, "If you don't mention it, it will be really hard for me to connect you with the heir of the Krex family."

"Boss, you..."

Palmer was about to have a fit, but was interrupted by Lebius raising his hand, "I suggest you take a vacation as soon as possible. No one knows what will happen tomorrow, right?"

"Oh... I'm going to decide when to go back after I leave the hospital and move to a new home." Palmer remembered something. "By the way, I still have the ceremony to be promoted to a believer. Let's finish these first."

If you think about it carefully, Palmer has a lot of things to do next. Various matters fill up the schedule, which makes people breathless.

Palmer's eyes wandered and fell on the documents on the bed table. Among the piles of papers, Palmer saw a familiar photo.

"How is she?" Palmer stood up and walked to Lebius's bedside. "Brogo rarely cares about someone so much. He should care about this."

"Fortunately, these are the inspection reports from the sublimation furnace core." Lebius didn't hide anything. He directly picked up Aimu's document and handed it to Palmer. "You can take a look."

"She's a... very interesting exception."

Listening to Lebius's words, Palmer looked through the records. Under the rows of data and annotations, a strange reality was gradually becoming a reality.

"As an alchemy doll, she possesses human consciousness and has even been blessed by the devil. It can be said that she is now a living human being."

Lebius sighed at the conclusion drawn in the report.

Palmer shook his head, "But this comes at the cost of one's soul."

"No, her soul is still intact and she is not one of the debtors."

Lebius gave a surprising reply. Palmer couldn't help but widen his eyes when he heard this. He thought he heard wrongly.

"It was Teda who paid the price, and Aimu was the beneficiary of the wish... It's strange, isn't it? But that's the fact. Her soul remains intact, but she is still blessed by the devil."

Palmer took a few minutes to accept this magical conclusion. He thought about it and said to himself, "Brogo should be very happy to know this news."

"If nothing else happens, Bailey should have informed Boluogo. He is more concerned about this matter than us." Lebius said.

"What happens after that? Where should Aimu go? TEDA is dead, the alchemy workshop has been destroyed, and there is nothing left."

Palmer said, feeling a little sad that Aimu had gained a new life, but was truly homeless again.

"Is she planning to settle in the sublimation furnace core? Bailie will take good care of her, right?" Palmer thought of Bailie again. At least Aimu still had her senior sister.

"The sublimation furnace core mentioned this to Aimu, but she refused."

Lebius continued to look through the documents, "She said that she liked being with Bailey very much, but she felt that she had broken away from TEDA and it was time to pursue something she liked.

Aimu didn't like alchemy very much, he just studied hard to please TEDA. "

"Then what are Aimu going to do?"

Lebius did not answer Palmer's question, but looked at the document in his hand. This was a personal file with detailed information about the target.

Name: Aimu Yazhedet.

Action Team: Rupert's Tail.

Status: Employed.

Lebius picked up his seal and pressed the red mark on the "Hired" position.