Yuanshin: The duty of the inspector is to eat melons

The smell of blood drifted into the nostrils of everyone present.

The captain took off his overcoat, and slowly covered the sailor's naked stomach with the overcoat.

"Her Majesty the Queen, may your soul never rest under the ice."

Chapter 92 The Primordial One

Tavernaar looked at the lights on the boat and remained silent for a long time.

The sea breeze was blowing, and the clothes on her body were dripping with water. The coldness spread against the skin like this, stinging the bone marrow.

On Tavernal's arm hidden under the sleeve, light blue lines appeared on the originally smooth skin, which lighted up slightly, and all the water elements on the clothes were stripped off and fell back into the sea.

Tavernal lightly stepped on the transparent skin of the sea beast under his feet, opened and closed his lips, and the slight voice sounded in a small area as if through a thick barrier, which was a frequency that human ears could not catch.

But obviously the sea beast under its feet understood.

It swayed its tentacles, bypassing the ship, and just like this revealed a little transparent and colorless top of its head on the sea surface, carried Tavernaar, and swam back to the direction of the Winter Kingdom.

The people on the passenger ship watched the sea monsters lurking in the deep sea leave together, most of them were just amazed, only a few had mixed feelings.

Dadalia looked at Tavenar going away on the sea, and her gradually distant back was like an unreal dream under the bright moonlight.

And the huge sea beast that stepped on her feet, which was deeply connected with the abyss, obviously carried a strange and twisted force that would drive people into madness, but it was as docile in front of Tavernall as if it had encountered a natural enemy, or ,dominate.

That kind of fear from the heart and cautious movements are like a pet dog that has made a mistake and sees the master's sullen face, carefully wagging its tail to please, weak and pitiful.

This imagination appeared in Dadalia's mind, and he couldn't help feeling absurd that he would have such an idea. Such a huge monster would make him feel pitiful. Is he really crazy?

However, from this point of view, the mystery of Tavernaar is really getting bigger and bigger.

Being able not to be affected by the spirit of that huge sea beast, just by this point, she has already broken away from the mortal level.

Even Dadalia himself acquired this resistance after looking directly at the abyss once.

Dadalia pressed the bridge of his nose. When he was in the sea, he could feel that Taverna had a similar quality to that sea beast.

At that time, he had no problem swimming all the way with the icicles.

But just after glancing at Tavernar and hearing her voice, he fell into the state of the soul leaving the body.

It was a far more strange power than what he had seen in the abyss. It seemed that there was also a reason why Tavernaar could suppress the sea beast so easily.

The Inspector directly appointed by Her Majesty the Queen is really not to be underestimated in various senses.

Tavernall stood on the head of the sea beast with an indifferent expression. The transparent skin and flesh under his feet were soft, as if he was stepping on a large mushroom.

The transparent fluff increased the friction of the soles, and she stood firmly even when sea water soaked her feet from time to time.

The wind picked up her hair at the temples, and the long silver-white hair fluttered lightly behind her. Small white runes continuously appeared in between, and were suppressed by the silver-white hair.

Tavernaar stared at the road in the distance, and distant and unreal memories were still circling in her mind, infecting her heart.

It was a time that was even older than ancient times, so long that it was difficult to measure it with the word time, extending from the beginning to the end.

She went from the beginning all the way to the end.

She still remembers.

Countless destruction and rebirth, countless witnesses, and countless returns.

In the eternal cycle of history, in memory, oneself is seeking a new possibility.

So she, no, it was him.

The ancient immortal, the shadow beyond time, something beyond human understanding.

He came here, came to Tivat.

"If this continues, I will really lose my true self."

Tavernaar looked at the snow-covered continent with an erratic voice.

"Or maybe, what I think of as my true self is just an imprinted silhouette of history."

She suddenly laughed.

The emotion implied in this chuckle is far from being captured by a single word. The huge sea beast under its feet whipped its arms and legs on the water, causing a splash of water.

"You are carefree." Tavernaar glanced at the sea beast under his feet, with a touch of nostalgia in his eyes.

"I can see you here too, it's really... Even if you infiltrate across the world, your appearance doesn't change much,"

Several arms and legs of the sea beast under its feet swayed happily together.

"I have lost the position to accuse you, after all, you are just preying."

Tiny sounds circled around, and the sea beast's arms and legs danced more vigorously.

"But you were still caught by me."

The sea beast's arms and legs were still, unable to drop back to the water, and resumed a slight swing, pushing away the sea water and swimming forward.

"Anyway, you have to suffer a lot to attack Zhidong's ships on Zhidong's territory."

Tavernaar looked at the gradually enlarged land, "Hurry up, I still have many problems and doubts that need to be resolved one by one."

The sea beast whispered and increased its speed.

Its speed far exceeds that of ships, and it takes about an hour to cover the distance of a passenger ship in a day.

When Tavernaar docked at the pier, the port workers hadn't even fully rested, and her arrival caught the attention of several guards.

This seems to be some high-ranking fool who left during the day.

Tavernaar looked towards the water, "You shouldn't use this body shape to come in through the gap, right?"

Bubbles bubbled out from under the sea surface, and after a while, a hand-sized abyssal monster stretched out its tentacles and climbed onto the pier with difficulty.

Tavernaar looked down at the figure that was too small to be compared to the squid that people eat on the dining table, with the corners of his mouth raised.

"It looks pretty harmless."

She squatted down and stretched out her left hand in front of it.

The miniature sea beast tentatively put its arms and legs on her fingertips. After seeing her expression, it slowly moved its body and crawled into Tavernaar's palm.

A small chirp sounded to indicate that it had settled down.

Tavier stood up again, held his palms, and retracted his sleeves.

Taking a step forward, the figure blends into the long wind.

The wind swept across the earth and stopped at the Winter Palace.

Dottore walked out of the palace, and under the moonlight, the smiling doctor put his hands behind his back, staring at the passing cold wind circling not far away, until the figure of Tavernaer walked out of it.

"Good evening, Tavernal."

"Good evening." Tavernal nodded, and glanced at the tightly closed palace gate behind Dotorre, "It seems that you will take over the prisoner from me."

"Yes, the empress has already told me the cause, the magical beasts in the sea that attacked the ship of Solstice Winter, right?"

Tavenal nodded.

"Then, it should be locked in the nearby ocean by you now, I hope there will be no big disturbances during this time."

Dottore looked at the distant coast, maintaining the smile that was almost solidified on his face, and looked back at Tavernaar, "Where is it?"

Tavernal blinked, stretched out his hand hidden in his sleeve, and spread his palm upwards.

A palm-sized "monster" curled up in her palm, with a circle of eyes divided into two waves, looking at Tavernal and Dottore respectively.

Dottore: "...So, it's really in your hands."

Don't tell bad jokes, when did you have such a sense of humor.

Tavernaar was speechless, "This is the form after it has exhausted most of the gas and liquid in its body, and it can return to its normal size after absorbing water."

Dottore bent down, trying to get a better look.

The sea beast flicked its arms and legs, and slapped him on the face.

Dottore: "???"

Tavernal: "Oh, interesting."

Well done.Tavernaar stretched out his hand and gently touched the translucent upper half of the sea beast's head, silently praising it.

Dottore straightened up, the tiny red marks on his face were particularly conspicuous.

He pressed the center of his brows, "It has a little spiritual pollution, and it is preliminarily judged to be an abyss species... However, you don't seem to be affected?"

"I have the same question, Dottore, what did you use as the raw material to create this body?"

If that huge part of memory is not a fantasy that appeared in her brain distortion after contacting the abyss monster, then the problem is coming.

Is it just a coincidence that she came to this world, appeared directly in the Kingdom of Winter, and even directly entered this body?

If so, then what happened to his so-called "previous life" all this time?

Is the data loading wrong?

Why did the sealed memory not activate until after touching this sea beast from the abyss.

Or, who moved her memory?

Tavernall looked seriously into Dottore's eyes—well, through the mask, he couldn't see it at all.

The expression on Dottore's face changed slightly, showing both surprise and curiosity.

In the good spirit of answering every question, he gave the answer directly.

"You want to know the raw material of your body?" The smile on the corner of his mouth widened a bit, as if he finally had the opportunity to make a long speech, and he seemed in a good mood.

"The raw material is provided by Her Majesty the Queen. It is a mass of mist-like objects without a specific shape. It is twisting and changing into different shapes all the time. Sometimes it even shows the physical characteristics of someone in the laboratory. .”

"Half of the stimulation methods have no effect. On the contrary, the researchers who performed them showed signs of auditory hallucinations and schizophrenia."

"For this reason, I had to change the operators frequently, almost mobilizing the entire staff of the research institute. To this day, more than half of the people in the research institute still have auditory hallucinations from time to time."

Dottore shook his head when he said this, and looked at Tavernar helplessly.

"For your birth, we consumed a lot of resources, even more difficult than making slices for me."

Tavernall nodded, "Continue."

Dottore spread his hands, temporarily put aside the topic of resource consumption, and shifted back to the follow-up that he was going to say:

"Its characteristics are quite strange. It can split autonomously. It only needs to adjust some parameters through external instruments to control its growth. In the end, it grows one after another...you."

Dottore's words were very slow, Taverna seemed to be able to reproduce the situation in the laboratory from the changes in his voice, and an invisible mist finally condensed into one person after another with almost the same appearance.

Just this kind of imagination alone, Tavernall should have a sense of horror with his scalp tingling.

Apparently, at least Dottore thinks so.

However, he couldn't see any superfluous expression on Taverna's face, as if the past related to her could no longer touch her.

This is different from previous interactive feedbacks.

Dottore suddenly became interested in probing, "You seem...you are no longer afraid of me, can you tell me the reason?"

This time, Tavernar finally showed an expression other than calm on his face.

She narrowed her eyes playfully, "Guess."

"Use your proud theories and knowledge to sum up the beginning of my change, and maybe you can deduce the truth."

Dottore also smiled happily, "I have to admit, you are more interesting now."

Tavenal raised his hand, signaling the other party to focus on what to do now.

Dottore took out an empty container, and Taverna picked up the little sea beast and was about to put it in.

The sea beast whined and groaned, grabbing Tavernaar's fingers with its arms and legs, refusing to leave.

"My patience is limited." Tavernaar's voice was not loud.

The sea beast stiffly retracted its arms and legs, and crawled into the container by itself.

"It seems that it has become dependent on you during the short time we got along. Recently, I just happened to be researching a phenomenon of attachment complex to kidnappers and murderers. It's a good material."

Tavernaar looked away casually, "It's still useful later."

"Don't worry, my love for precious materials is far beyond your imagination." Dottore smiled and closed the container, "And I doubt whether normal methods will work on it. Do you remember the time we spent together?"