Overturned Tower

After the God's Vessel finished his dinner with satisfaction, Russell took it back again and transformed it back into its original form.

Seeing Alice transform back into Russell, Bad Day was inexplicably relieved.

His whole body was like a ball with its valve core removed, leaning against the back of the chair and slowly deflating at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Even though he knew that this was not the real Alice, but just a phantom transformed by Russell, he still couldn't help but hold his breath and stay quiet in front of Alice.

That's not tension based on panic or fear.

But in front of people you respect, you subconsciously want to perform better and remain reserved.

——Even if he knows that the object of this emotion is a false thing, he is still happy to enjoy this false nostalgia.

He was deceived willingly.

Just like a person who wants to get drunk, he will get drunk even if he only drinks a glass of beer.

Russell glanced at him, and there was no trace of Alice's gentleness, virtuousness, and elegance in his eyes, only the helplessness of wanting to speak.

Of course, Russell easily noticed something was wrong with Bad Sun's state.

I would rather deceive myself into believing false things in order to gain a moment of tranquility... This shows that the psychological pressure of bad days has accumulated to a certain extent.

If he likes to drink, he may have reached the stage of alcoholism by now. But Bad Day must stay awake - not only is he strict with himself, but his identity and abilities also do not allow him to anesthetize himself to the point of losing control. That would cause unimaginable trouble... Because of this, it was difficult for him to relieve stress.

But even on a bad day, he's still human. Although psykers have a stronger "blue shift" than mortals and can withstand more pressure, they are also more slender and more susceptible to too much stimulation that can lead to madness.

"You need to get some rest, Bad Day."

Russell warned: "Your psychological pressure is a bit high. Even if you have the protection of the sun, it doesn't mean you won't lose control."

Bad Day reached out and covered his forehead.

It seemed like he was a little helpless, but also like he had a migraine.

"...Is this a legacy of you playing Alice? You actually started preaching to me."

"That's just because you hid it so well before, and I never realized it. It's just these two days that you suddenly started to become weak, otherwise I would have reminded you long ago."

"Whose responsibility do you think it is that I suddenly became weak..."

Bad Day complained weakly.

But Russell obviously didn't waver and just stared at him quietly.

The big white dog sighed and had to slowly lower his head and admit it: "Actually, it's not that I hid it too well... I forgot it myself. I also believed it myself.

"I thought I had accepted it all. I believed I could withstand his betrayal. I felt that the longing for him in the past had turned into hatred and hostility, and the warmth in the past had been shattered by me.

"But it wasn't until today that I discovered...I discovered that I had never forgotten even a little bit.

"When I saw Ms. Alice, the memories of the past and my stomach acid surged uncontrollably. I felt like vomiting, heartburning pain, crying, and laughing at the same time. I wanted to make a joke, but I couldn't even laugh. I wanted to cry, but I felt that my mood had become more peaceful than ever before... Only belatedly did I realize that I was so active and cheerful in the past. , but restless restlessness.

"I'm not sad, nor tired. I just feel a stomachache. There is a feeling of depression accumulated in my chest, but I can't say it or spit it out. I can only sigh deeply."

Saying that, Bad Ri Shenchen slowly sighed again: "But after I told you, I feel better...

"Did you learn this from Hua Chu?"

"For Miss Hua Touch, this is a technique, but for me, it's instinct."

Russell really felt that the psychological pressure of Bad Day had become lighter, so he smiled: "This can't be considered psychotherapy. It's just ordinary psychoanalysis."

"Then I may really need professional psychological treatment."

Bad Day shrugged and raised his head again: "I guess you suddenly told me this because you got some information from Director Amilus. Now you are giving me vaccinations... I guessed it right. ?"

His somewhat confused eyes became sharp and bright again - not because his mental illness was cured, but because his powerful blue shift allowed him to ignore his melancholy and forcibly become strong. He does this all the time.

"You guessed it right."

Russell nodded.

He huddled in his chair, leaned his elbow on the right armrest, and whispered lazily: "Director Amirus knows a lot of things.

"He knew the Tower of Babel, he knew the deer's head. He knew where the man had gone."

"...It's not surprising. Although we, the Tower of Babel, are wanted around the world, we are not strictly enemies of the elves and the company, but enemies of the dragons who protect history. Based on our close relationship with our own dragons Different islands have obviously different wanted levels for us... and Thoth Psychic Energy is relatively the 'giant' that supports us the most. It often provides us with some conveniences to prevent our members from being caught.

"It can even be said that the reason why the 'bishop' can enter the Cyber ​​Church and become a bishop must not be able to bypass Director Amilus."

Bad Ri said calmly: "This is why I dared to hand over the beheading of the saint to you and ask you to save him. I know where this thing came from, and I also know who the person you are going to save is... I Since this is done, it means that the risk is not great.

"That old guy must know a lot of things. He can't just die so easily."

"In fact, before that man betrayed, he had been a double agent for Director Babel and Amyrus. So he actually betrayed both of us at the same time... and went to the dragon's camp."

"...The giant dragon in the ampoule?"

"That's right."

"No wonder I couldn't find him on the empty island. It turned out that he followed the new master to the land..."

The big white-haired dog sneered: "You won't trust someone like a giant dragon just because he is loyal enough. You are also looking for the wrong person to flatter him..."

Having said this, Bad Ri slowly came to his senses.

He suddenly closed his mouth and looked at Russell.

"Since he said so much to you..."

"Yes, he also wants to turn me into a double agent."

Russell said without hesitation: "I thought about it and think that this kind of thing needs to be explained to you directly - especially to the deer head statue.

"Otherwise, any "I don't want to say" may become a misunderstanding after others learn about it. This will then become the trigger for the gradual collapse of trust within the team.

"I told you this in advance. If you hear similar 'secrets' again...you should know what's going on, right?"

Being able to learn this kind of secret, which in theory only they know, also has the motive to inform Bad Sun.

This is intended to create internal discord.

Many protagonist teams fell apart because of this kind of "someone hiding a special secret", which was known by other teammates and caused misunderstandings.

Russell will not let this happen to his team.

——Although he is still a newcomer in the Tower of Babel, he has already regarded the Tower of Babel as his own team without hesitation.

After all, his friends, people he likes, and the only senior he can trust are all in the Tower of Babel.

Compared to the emptiness and confusion he felt when he first joined the Tower of Babel, it now feels a bit like "home".

"I understand, you don't have to teach me in such detail..."

Bad Day lowered his eyes: "You are not Alice, and I am not your student."

“It’s better to say more than less, and less is better than nothing.”

The corners of Russell's mouth raised slightly, and he crossed his fingers and placed them on his chest.

His tone and smile began to sound more and more like a gentle and kind old man.

With the conversation with Bad Sun, he and Director Amilus in the memory of God's Vessel began to become more and more similar and gradually synchronized: "I don't want any misunderstanding... to occur between us."

Chapter 3, here it comes!

Go have dinner——

Today’s cat rice is braised lamb chops (shaking his head)