Chapter 696 The Betrayal of the Daughter of Shuangmaita Izeluma
"Obviously drinking the magic potion that blocks memory is part of the commission..."
The head of the Bailon family widened his eyes. He could hardly react to what was happening now. Then he realized something and stared at Aozaki Orange angrily.
"This kind of behavior, this kind of behavior... is obviously deception. Is it because of that expensive charm? Miss Aozaki Orange, do you deserve your title by doing such a thing?"
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"That cursed object? Oh~~"
Aozaki Orange thought for a moment, then nodded.
"Are you talking about the Bodhi leaf stained with dragon's blood? According to legend, the Bodhi leaf stuck behind the dragon-slaying hero Siegfried, causing him to have the weakness behind him. It is indeed a treasure."
"But, that thing has already been used by me. In other words, I chose the bodhi leaf just to complete this spell. After all, the compatibility between the two is very good, isn't it? It symbolizes
The bodhi leaf that symbolizes the rebirth of a hero is simply a perfect mantra, so that a perfect plastic surgery can be achieved."
"One more thing, I agreed to work with you, Master Bailon, just because this job is very interesting. Interesting things like this always attract me."
She immediately spread her hands, assumed a helpless posture, let out a "giggle" laugh, and said casually.
"In short, this is the situation. Of course, it is not incomprehensible for you, Master Bailong, to want me to forget that memory. You just don't want the news of Jin Jinji's death to spread. But if you say I am deceiving, there are some
It’s too much.”
The head of the Bailong family heard Aozaki Orange's words and didn't know what to retort.
"Is that the Bodhi leaf with the dragon's blood on it? Indeed, there was something about that at an auction some time ago. In this case, Gary Asta's purpose of obtaining that cursed object should be obvious.
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Olga Marie said, this series of things were like pearls being strung together, and her train of thought suddenly became clear.
"Gary Asta summons a powerful heroic spirit in order to fight the Holy Grail War. After all, Siegfried is a famous hero in Northern Europe. No matter how you think about it, it will be a good choice."
"Then the question comes back, who is the person who put the blame for the death of Golden Princess on our Animusfia?"
She looked around for a week and landed on the head of the Bailon family. Then she shook her head and looked at the others.
"I believe that this matter was not done by the head of the Bailon family. After all, the death of Golden Princess will be exposed through a detailed investigation of the corpse. It will not achieve the effect of framing Animusfia at all. At most, it will cause short-term consequences.
The trouble with time.”
"If it is really to cover up the fact that the real Golden Princess is dead, I think this method is meaningless."
"But Brother Mikael once taught me that when something seems to be nonsense happens, first think about who will benefit from it, and the answer will naturally come to light.
"I think Miss Regina should be able to give us an explanation about this matter."
Olga Marie finally cast her eyes on Regina, the maid serving Bai Yinji next to the head of the Byron family, and said in a deep voice.
Facing the sudden question, Regina lowered her head, looked at her toes, and said nothing.
Although she didn't say anything, sometimes silence is also an answer.
The head of the Bailon family sighed deeply. When he discovered that the body of the real Golden Princess appeared in Golden Princess's room, he knew that things were out of his control. Coupled with Gary Asta's attack, but he
Now I am exhausted both physically and mentally.
"This is not Regina's fault. If Animusfia wants to be held accountable, let me be responsible, because I was the one who instigated them all."
Bai Yinji, who had been silent all this time, suddenly stood up bravely, stood in front of Regina, and gently held her hand.
She turned her head and looked in the direction of Shatiao Aige. Although she couldn't see it, there was still a strange expression on her face.
She bowed slightly and saluted.
"You are Miss Shajo Aige. Although I am blind, I can still feel your beauty. It can be felt without sight. It is similar to the sun, emitting light and heat.
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"Compared with you, no, it should be said that I am not qualified to be compared with you. After all, I am just a poor fake."
"I am willing to take any responsibility for involving Animusfia and smearing Animusfia's reputation. I just ask you to let Regina go. It is not her fault."
"It's a fake..."
Shajo Aige looked at the girl called Shiroganehime in front of her, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and the smile on her face became stronger.
Bai Yinji's face can indeed be seen similar to hers, but as Bai Yinji said, it is just a simple and poor imitation.
"I would really like to hear the reason why you did this."
"Actually, it's very simple. I just don't want to die like this."
Bai Yinji raised her head and looked in the direction of the Bailong family master. Her bright face was full of sadness, like a closed flower.
"I'm sorry, Father."
The head of the Bailon family looked at his daughter, who was Izeluma's highest achievement and also his most unsatisfactory work, and sighed heavily.
"If that's the case, I can understand it."
El-Melloi II lit a cigar, frowned, took a deep breath, feeling the stimulating feeling, and continued.
"The death of the real Golden Princess was probably caused by a side effect of the research. Iseluma's technique, which has reached a dead end, has already eroded the genetic traits of the experimental subjects. If it continues forcibly, it can be said that death will occur.
It’s a certain necessity.”
"Escape from Izeluma is also an option. After all, no one wants to die in vain like this."
The head of the Bailong family had no words, but looked in the direction of Shatiao Aige, feeling lost.
Just like El-Melloi II said, Iseluma's technique has indeed gone astray. As for the imitation of beauty, this path is not feasible, because no matter how he imitates, he cannot create that kind of magic.
Beauty is, after all, just a poor fake.
But he didn't want to give up. Every time he wanted to give up, the ultimate beauty would echo in his mind, keeping him awake at night and putting himself in torment all the time.
He had already lost his way out, but he also had no way forward. He had already expected the ending like the flower in the moon mirror, but he just couldn't accept it.