Chapter 327: Awakening as a Monster

"Come out, Shadow Demon."

Aiwass suddenly said: "You should be able to come out openly."

The shadow beneath her feet swayed slightly, then formed around her.

But the Shadow Demon did not condense into Bayard's form. Instead, it first condensed into a black figure, and then was painted, turning into the appearance of Miss Assassin Chloe.

The only thing that made her look less than human was the ominous smoke surrounding her that spread out like black tentacles. Where there should have been shadows, these shadows came to life and turned into smoke that lingered around them.

This makes her look less three-dimensional due to the lack of shadows, and looks inexplicably inconsistent.

Unlike Bayard's mature, cold and sharp appearance, Chloe has a beautiful and bright girlish appearance. She has short caramel-colored curly hair and a cute smile on her face that makes her feel warm and sweet. She was wearing a fluttery white dress, which was in sharp contrast to Bayard's heavy black dress.

"Chloe" even had a touch of makeup on her face, and her lips had a moist and transparent luster.

Only her slightly cloudy green pupils looked like those of a wolf - black smoke was flowing in her pupils, which made her eyes look like green glass with black smoke steaming behind them.

Looking at Shadow Demon's appearance, Bayard immediately came over and took a look with interest: "Wow, is it so sweet? Is this your type?"

"This is one of the assassins who tried to kill the master."

Shadow Demon just smiled and spoke in a gentle and sweet voice: "She tried to steal my shadow, so I stole her appearance and voice."

"gab."

Bayard sneered.

She crossed her fingers and put them on her chin: "This is in line with our aesthetics. Don't make excuses for yourself. Our favorite face should be the soft and charming face of our mother... but we look closer to our father." , whether it’s our face or our height, even when we were young, people often called us ‘young master’.

"I still remember it. When I grew up to be as tall as my father, I even cried in embarrassment that night. I even thought about asking my mother if there was any shortcoming potion... but I thought that would be too embarrassing. , so I didn’t tell anyone.

"In order to make myself look less tall and not be recognized as a man, I started to grow my hair long since then. I also stopped wearing pants and switched to wearing skirts..."

Finally, Bayard sighed: "It's great. You can easily transform into someone else. But you really fall in love with her because of her green eyes, right?"

"Chloe" didn't say anything, just smiled seemingly gently. But there was a softness in that smile that said, "If you say anything again, I'll beat you to death."

At this moment, three bowls of broth were delivered. Each bowl was filled with chunks of beef—the piles of meat were even higher than the water.

"Are you bringing friends here to play, Miss Bayard?"

The man with some gray hair smiled heartily and said: "Pepper has been added to the soup, and the taste may have changed a bit. I don't know if you like the taste. In recent years, the first batch of imperial pepper produced by botanists has been put on the market, and the price is better than It was too low before..."

"Indeed, the Chamber of Commerce has recently begun planning to export pepper to Avalon."

Bayard smiled and said, "Speaking of which, is there anything else you want?"

"If anything, it's probably because business is getting better and better now and I'm already too busy."

The boss smiled, half showing off and half complaining: "The main reason is that we can't find jobs, and now the streets are full of extraordinary people...

"I heard demonologists talking about it, saying that the goblins in the south had successfully tamed a group of trolls. They were able to obey orders and do simple work, and were obedient as long as they were given food. They were rough-skinned, thick-bodied, and steadfast. Do it. How about you see if the Chamber of Commerce can import some trolls? If there are trolls who can help with some physical work, I can fire all the paid and clumsy workers."

"Okay, I'll go back and do some research."

Bayard just laughed.

After the boss left, Aiwass sighed: "Your chamber of commerce has a wide range of business and is thriving."

"No matter how vast it is, it will be lost in the dust of history."

Bayard smiled and took a sip of wine: "There is indeed nothing in this world that is permanent. If you really want to pursue eternity, it is the same as pursuing stagnation."

Hearing this, Aiwass and Shadow Demon were stunned for a moment and looked at each other.

"It's not a test. I have indeed discovered... I am not the real Bayard after all, I am just a soul simulated by the Pillar God."

Bayard chuckled, but in a very free and easy manner: "I was just a little skeptical at first. So I wanted to go shopping on the street to see if there were not too few people on the street... I saw so many I even doubted it for a moment.

"But after thinking about it, maybe this is the ritual of the Twin Mirror. Only He would want to see the 'unexpected' drama and see the reflection of history. Only the Twin Mirror can directly construct the reflection of history, and even allow me to It's easy to realize that this is a dream you are having.

"As long as I think about it, the Pillar Gods can prevent me from ever realizing this. After all, even we weak children of the moon can simply seal the consciousness of others, so that the blood slaves cannot have thoughts that are harmful to us.

"And now we are nothing but fake simulated souls. The Pillar God can easily lock our minds... Even if you tell me directly the identity of the promoted and the reality of the dream world, the Pillar God can make us turn a blind eye and refuse to recognize it. Of course, generally speaking, the Pillar God chooses to use it as a test of adaptability to test the ability of the promoted to integrate into society. But looking at your reaction, I don't think this should be a full moon ceremony."

Miss Bayard sighed, thinking clearly and speaking fluently: "After all, we are just fake things. It's not a real soul, and this is not real history. At most, we are just our own 'character prototypes'.

"——Fake things can never become real."

"...Miss Bayard, you are quite free and easy."

Evans looked at her with interest, and then looked back at the Eye Shadow Demon.

"How to say..."

Bayard smiled helplessly: "The Son of the Moon is like this.

"We are fake things, otherwise why are we so easy to fall? Now it's just a copy of a copy."

The Moon Children have memories of their previous lives, and they easily replace the identities and social relationships of the living. But they are just pretenders, monsters who have stolen memories, emotions, identities, talents and social relationships.

Every Moon Child has a period of time when they firmly believe that they are the former self who has been resurrected and transformed into a Moon Child. It's just that their talents have changed slightly due to the influence of resurrection, and their personalities and behaviors have changed due to the curse of the Moon Child.

But they will gradually notice some loopholes in their daily lives, and gradually realize... their past and present are two different existences after all.

At that time, the Moon Children will clearly realize that they are a monster. After all, they are another race different from humans.

And then they will become corrupt and cruel-those emotions and desires suppressed by human morality will burst out in an instant, and their power will quickly become stronger because of the unsealing of desires. This process is called the "adulthood" of the Moon Child.

They will understand one thing: they are not human at all, but monsters who steal others' identities from the very beginning.

So the monsters have the consciousness of being monsters.

Looking at Aiwass who was eating meat and drinking soup, Bayard's eyes were a little sad.

"There is only one thing... I can't let it go."

She once said that she would recognize me as her master.

The cute smile of the girl, the taste of blood between her lips and teeth, the dangerous but heart-warming provocation.

"If all this is true, how good it would be."

Bayard murmured softly.

She is so seductive, she must also have the nature of the path of love.

If I suck her blood, I can take care of her for eighty days, wait for her to be awakened again, and become my eternal companion and my lover.

If she becomes the Son of the Moon, she will definitely become as powerful as me... or even more powerful.

No matter what dangers the Chamber of Commerce will encounter, no matter what crises the Empire will encounter... they can escape from here. The world is so big that there is always a place that can accommodate them. They are all very powerful and can survive well anywhere. Even without human blood, the fairies of the path of love and the demons of the path of transcendence can also serve as food for survival.

...But is she still the same as she is now?

I got a partner of eternal life, but did I kill the other one with my own hands?

But if I don't do it, won't I just watch her being destroyed by time and gradually die of old age?

If she really met such a mind-stealing little succubus, she might really fall into pain of being at a loss.

"--Fortunately, all this is not true."

Bayard held his chin with one hand and said softly.