My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

Chapter 496: Sieg's Dilemma and Promise

"I'm sorry, I really can't do anything.

Facing the android who hung his head in frustration, another android lying on the ground patted his arm gently.

"Don't worry about it, you've done a good job."

Like a dying patient, the android answered in a serious manner. Sieg recognized the android lying on the ground. Unlike his fellow androids fighting on the front line, he was the type that was sealed in the magic supply tank, that is, he existed as a human battery.

Soon after waking up, Sieg found Fiore and asked her to liberate his compatriots. Perhaps considering the necessity of him and Astolfo, Fiore agreed without much hesitation.

The black side does not prevent the androids from liberating their own kind, and the androids will not take the "humanoids" without consciousness out of the culture dish-with Astolfo and Sieg coming forward together, the Thousand World Trees and the androids reached an agreement. Such a delicate balance.

Shortly after the rescue operation began, Sieg, who was patrolling everywhere, witnessed what happened before his eyes.

They are the products of the production line. In the production that does not pursue quality but only quantity, it is certainly worth celebrating that they can be born intact, but there is no need to be surprised if they are defective from the beginning.

Even if her fellows have defects, she can't abandon them, otherwise she will be no different from those magicians.

But, can she just watch her compatriots die of congenital defects?

Astolfo was called away by Chiron, and Sieg walked alone in the busy corridor of the androids with worries that no one knew about. When he came to his senses, he found that he was Standing in a large room full of androids.

Whether it was the combat androids injured on the battlefield or the battery-type androids with congenital defects, they were all gathered here.

"Ahh..."

The smell of blood filled her nose, and Sieg was dazed and found herself lying on the cold floor, breathing hard.

Just like her hard life.

The next moment, she was leaning in the room, shivering constantly, her limbs twitching, and the incomplete nervous system made her lose control of her body. She could only count the coming of her death in the darkness.

Time began to flow backwards. This time, she ran on the battlefield with a long axe in her hand. Suddenly, a green light flashed, accompanied by a heart-wrenching Lung-splitting pain, an arm and weapon fell off together, and were trampled into mud by the warhorse.

Another Sieg woke up from the severe pain. The young magician had no mercy and ordered the puppet to punch her chest. He used her injury to judge the performance of the puppet, as if he regarded her as a moving sandbag.

The scene changed, and the silver tweezers flashed with a cold luster. Amid Sieg's screams, her eyeballs were taken out, and the blood vessels connected to her eyeballs floated helplessly in the air. The dim pupils reflected the sadistic face of the necromancer. Her hands brushed over Sieg's body, like unwrapping a gift, cutting her skin bit by bit, then grabbed her head and pulled it hard!

"Ugh! "

Instantly, everything returned to reality. Sieg felt her body intact, but she was not happy at all.

Looking around, there were androids with damaged respiratory systems, androids with underdeveloped nervous systems, androids with broken arms and legs, androids dying from being beaten by puppets, androids whose skin and flesh were torn off by Serenike and whose eyes were missing...

They were her compatriots, her compatriots who were suffering but she was powerless to do anything about it.

How can a race that cannot continue, has no technology, and is weak survive in this world?

The people who hurt her were so arrogant. The image had dissipated, but the dome-like darkness enveloped Sieg. The despair was so deep that it almost drove people crazy, so Sieg would rather hide in the painful illusion.

Because in this case, the harm inflicted on the androids can still be traced, but the situation of the androids in front of her is not something that can be solved overnight, nor is it caused by any war or sacrifice.

That is the sorrow rooted in the deepest part of this group.

The scene in front of her reminded Sieg all the time that they are not free, they are just slaves who depend on magicians for survival, not like the captives of humans. Animals, how noble are the animals in the circus?

If they were separated from the humans who harmed and oppressed them, within a year, these artificial people would completely disappear from this world.

Even if she contracted the former hero, what would happen? The situation of a nation has never changed because of the strength of one person.

No matter how powerful she is, how can she deal with the dangers and hardships from all directions?

Sieg almost gave up hope, her red pupils lost their spirit, but at this moment, a deafening laugh rang out in her heart.

There was a berserker who held up his short Sword, rebelling against the oppressors.

The light of his self-sacrifice, like the sun, slowly rises in the heart of the young artificial human.

Spartacus, the rebellious berserker, in his eyes, isn't the world full of oppression and dictatorship?

But he did not stop, even if his arms were broken and his legs were shattered, he still shouted the name of rebellion, letting the rebellious soul bloom on the battlefield, letting everyone witness his awakening.

——I have to do this too, no, I have to do this.

With such a determination, Sieg sat in front of Shuoyue.

As the teacher who helped her out of danger and guided her to save her compatriots, Sieg wishfully believed that Shuoyue would lend her a selfless hand.

But she was wrong.

"I don't think I can help you, Sieg." Shuoyue picked up the teacup and sipped it carefully, and the rising white mist covered his face.

"Besides, how to do it, isn't the solution right in front of you?"

"What do you mean?" Sieg couldn't believe it, "Do you want us androids to continue to beg for the protection of the Thousand World Tree, even if we have to sacrifice our compatriots for this and be treated as meaningless consumables!"

In her opinion, this teacher is the least likely to let the androids do this!

Facing Sieg's questioning, Shuoyue neither confirmed nor denied it, he just drank tea quietly without saying a word.

The purpose of placing Sieg on the black side has been achieved. He does not need to continue to play the role of a close mentor. Rather, he expects Sieg to be upset and make a big fuss to make things difficult for the black side. It would be best if he could split the black side to further weaken the black side so that the blue side can reap the benefits.

Under this premise, how could Shuoyue help Sieg?

But he overlooked that there was another person in this room who did not call herself a saint, but strictly required herself to meet the standards of a saint——

"If you can, please help her, Shuoyue."

Joan of Arc grabbed Shuoyue's shoulders and shook her gently, as if she was acting like a spoiled child.

When she first visited Mirenia Fortress, she felt sympathetic to the situation of the androids. Now Sieg told her all about the difficulties of the androids, which made Joan of Arc more determined in her inner thoughts.

——You can say that Miss Joan of Arc is not good in this way, but her moral level is like the part of her chest, which always occupies an absolute high ground.

If Joan of Arc was only good at fighting and poking people in the eyes (victim: marshal) and knew nothing about this kind of thing, she would have rolled up her sleeves and actively participated in the rescue of the androids.

Seeing that Shuoyue didn't answer, Joan of Arc pouted her lips, and an impulse rose in her heart, making her bite the young man's cheek.

When she raised her body, the girl's pretty face flushed, and she tried to pretend to be fierce:

"Okay, I've paid you the deposit, help me quickly!"

Help you, not the androids...

Shuoyue gently stroked his cheek, and the burning touch like a flame passed between his fingers. Under Joan of Arc's shy gaze, his pupils turned platinum for a moment, and were replaced by the overwhelming rainbow blue.

"Okay."

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