Bedivere still felt hot all over his body. He got up from the bed sadly and planned to find some water to drink.
He saw the unconscious Tovir lying quietly on the bed with a drip of some kind of wonderful medicine hanging from his arm.
"Why was Toviel also captured?" Bedi looked at the sleeping leopard boy in confusion, and he reached out to touch Toviel's head.
A hand grabbed Bedivere. It was Covis.
"Don't touch him. If you touch him again I will kill you." The Leopard Man warned coldly.
Bedivere looked at the leopard man with hostility. He then recalled that at the moment of teleportation, this guy suddenly appeared and caught him.
Although full of hostility, Bedivere did not dare to act rashly. He knew very well that his opponent's strength was far superior to his own. Corvis's terrifying speed once made Arthur suffer. If he wanted to fight such an opponent,
To fight is to seek death.
And, needless to say, the weapons must have been taken away. How can one fight unarmed?
"How did you catch Tovir?" Bedi asked, "What happened to Tovir? Have you done anything to your son?!"
"Torvir?" Corvais looked confused, "Who is Torvir?"
"Of course -----" Bedivere pointed to the unconscious Leopard Man boy beside him, and wanted to say, "It's him." But he couldn't go on.
If you look closely, you will see that this young leopard man is really not Torvir.
Although their facial features are very similar, they are even thinner than Tovir. Even much thinner than the Tovir who was just rescued from the slave traders!
It's impossible for a person to lose so much weight in one morning. This kid looks very similar to Tovir, but he's a different person!
"Isn't this Tovir?...Who is this?" Bedivere was shocked.
"This is my son Lavis." Corvis said, "He has been in a coma like this for more than five years."
"Wait a minute!" Kovis's mind began to spin rapidly. He thought carefully about Bedi's words just now. He thought of some [possibility]!
At the moment of teleportation, there was a young leopard man hiding behind Arthur.
Bediville, who just mistook Lavis for "Torville".
Thinking of the connection between the two, Kovis's eyes suddenly widened.
His face began to twist in pain.
His teeth were grinding with hatred.
"Tell me, boy!" Covis threw Bedivere to the ground, "Have you seen that bastard?! Where are you and how did you see it! Tell me!!!"
"Oh! It hurts! It hurts so much! Let me go!" Bedivere begged.
It took Corvis a long time to finally regain his senses. He looked at the werewolf boy who was shaking on the ground due to pain and fear. The boy's left prosthetic leg was also crushed by Corvis' brute force. Now the boy looked like
Like a broken doll.
"I'm sorry." Kovis said as he let go of Bedi.
"This is your nature, you beast." Bedivere cried, "No wonder Torvir hates you so much."
"Hate me? Hahahahaha, that monster hates me?!" Kovis laughed sarcastically, "Did you reverse your position?! It's him who should be hated! Do you know?!"
"That's the monster who killed my wife five years ago and made my only son look like this!" Kovis pointed at the unconscious Lavis on the bed.
"What?!" Bedivere was stunned.
At first I just wanted to take another look.
The so-called appearance of [home].
Since I have nothing, I want to get it even more.
The beautiful and warm [home] that always appeared in Tovel's dreams was so close at hand, yet so ethereal.
The woman in the dream kept smiling at him and handed him the fragrant black tea.
The father in the dream was always smiling kindly, teaching him swordsmanship and telling him all kinds of interesting things about the human world.
However, for this young boy, that is an unattainable dream.
Reality is cruel, a hundred times crueler than time in dreams.
The cold scalpel moved through the boy's abdominal cavity, dissecting his internal organs and adding various meaningless wounds as if torturing him.
The cold and cruel faces of the researchers were the only images he saw every day.
The sound of the scalpel being picked up and dropped was the only sound he heard every day.
The cold and numb body could no longer feel pain, or in other words, the young man had even forgotten the definition of pain.
There is only emptiness, disgust for the real world, and desire for another world. Tovir, who has everything in his dream, no longer disdains the real world.
This is how it should be.
"This guy is no longer useful. Is it time to implement Project Pandora?"
"Is there no problem? This tattered body may not be able to be successfully transformed into a demon even if it is injected with dark seed solution."
"Leave that kind of thing to the big shots above to worry about. We just follow orders."
"Yes. Finally, I no longer have to face this piece of trash every day."
Something was injected into the boy's body.
It's very cold. It's very cold. The body is shivering as if resisting. This is a feeling that the boy has not experienced in a long time besides pain.
When the cold surrounded his whole body, he suddenly felt a sense of relief.
He looked at the dead researchers beside him.
What? No one will use a scalpel to dissect me anymore? The boy thought to himself.
He couldn't tell whether it was reality or a dream. But he thought of something to do.
go home.
Mom must be waiting for my return. It must be so. The young man believed it deeply.
He was so convinced that when his mother stabbed his abdomen with a knife, he didn't feel anything strange.
"Mom, I'm back." He wanted to say. He reached out to touch his mother's face.
But this gentle caress turned into a fatal blow that knocked the mother away and shattered all the bones in her body.
Standing next to him, looking at him in surprise, was another young leopard man.
(Are you ------me?)
(Or, am I just...you?)
(What? It turns out to be you, and it has always been you. I still have nothing, but you have...everything!)
(Everything is not a dream, everything is reality.)
(------Reality, could it be any more cruel?!)
(------Why is reality so cruel to me?!)
In the next minute, the crazy monster destroyed the entire Leopard Man village. All the people in the village were killed by various cruel methods, leaving no intact corpses.
When a man went out on a combat mission, what he saw when he came back was not his wife who greeted him with a cheerful face, nor his innocent son, but a monster that destroyed his village.
He understood the true face of this monster in an instant. In the next instant, he killed the monster with all his strength.
Of course, the monster was not completely dead. The small part of the creature that was left with some humanity was taken away forever.