because i am stel

In the distance, the sound of riots and battles came continuously—it was not the roar of fighting on the frontal battlefield, but the hysteria and despair in the face of silent fear.The data distribution system on Kelsey was still working. She knew that her team did not have any attrition, and she also knew that many people in her team were incapable of fighting.

Fighting against Persephone is what you will face.

If it is said that Shirtel's fighting style is like falling from the sky, he will completely crush with absolute strength.

Then, as long as the opponent against Persephone is not on the frontal plain battlefield where there are no bunkers and obstacles, they can only face head-to-head.Then what awaits them is the despair that is like being dragged into the Abyss of Eternal Night by thousands of invisible hands, knowing that death is near but powerless and unable to escape.

This Ursus army is going to be finished.Like those sad enemies who had fought against Persephone in the past years.

They will die, they will perish.

It is a remarkable thing that Tracy can last so long under the two of them.However, in this world, there is only one Tracy.

Kelly stopped.

Because she saw that Persephone in her retina no longer moved, and no additional assignments were made to her.

She knew that the overall situation was settled, and she also knew Persephone, and she had something to tell her.

- "I went through some archives via PRTS, and unfortunately some videos were placed in areas where they shouldn't be. At this point I may need to apologize slightly to you, because in those videos, some A little secret about you."

"You've always been used to taking things by yourself, Persephone." The green-haired doctor who regained his composure carefully adjusted his state.And always pay attention to every move around. "Your autistic and gentle disguise can deceive people who are not very familiar with you. The more you get in touch with you, the more you can understand your evil nature-but you can't fool me, and don't think that Can you get any self-righteous handle from me—"

- "CT16537567"

However, the purple-haired doctor just reported a series of numbers lightly.

And the next moment, she saw Kelsey's pupils shrinking suddenly!

"you--"

——"You obviously deleted that record, didn't you?" Persephone tilted her head slightly. "But unfortunately, I set up some backdoors in PRTS before I entered the sarcophagus. For those files that will be completely deleted by you and will not be backed up, PRTS will prepare a photo for me."

In the distance, there are more and more sounds of fighting.In several battlefields, the roar of the same standard crossbow and standard portable cannon came from both sides of the battle.

Someone seemed to be screaming 'The Colonel has been assassinated! ', and from another place, another round of spell bombardment erupted, bombarding the area where the screaming person was.

Kelly gritted her teeth.

"It's nothing." Her voice was a little difficult. "Personal image does not affect my ability. Even if you send that video to Shirtel, she will not leave Rhodes Island because of it. She has always been Amiya's most respected teacher, and she only Care about Amiya."

"Your provocation is futile. You may think that you can use this method to test my bottom line. Or to complete your dirty purpose that is hard to see. But you underestimated me, and also underestimated her and Ami My bond with Ya. Personal feelings are not important to me. If necessary, I can even tell her myself about my... whim."

She put on a mask for herself with words that were too long compared to usual.

But Persephone shattered it with a single word.

——"I have been lying in the same bed with her from early morning to half an hour ago."

"you--!?"

——"And, did what you did in that record with the pajamas she wore before."

——"It's very interesting, isn't it? Whether it's this new knowledge I learned from you, or your expression of being jealous of me but unable to do anything."

Polsephone in the projection rubbed the fingers of his right hand, as if there was still some residual warmth on it that didn't exist.She looked at the fragile woman who had lost her solid shell, and a smile hung on the corner of her mouth.

However, this smile did not last long.

It wasn't Kelsey who interrupted her with rebuttal words.It wasn't that a third party suddenly appeared and participated in the battle that was decided in an unexpected way—no, all of this was in Persephone's plan, from the blank at the beginning, to Final full stop.

——"Unfortunately, from last night to this morning, I was the only one who really made a difference. In fact, she didn't know anything, and I was the only one entertaining myself--you It feels very strange, wondering why I didn't take this opportunity to kick you out?"

She saw those absent-minded pale green eyes refocused.

Then her projection jerked closer.It's like hunting, like catching, from the momentum, it pushes the weaker party into a corner.

——"Because I don't do things she doesn't like, Kelsey. And... I don't mind having you in her bed."

In the distance, the battle gradually came to an end.

And from the other side of the sky, the twilight color continues to extend towards this area.

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Today is another beast_(:з」∠)_

Because there will be a lot of things tomorrow _(:з」∠)_

No.60 Nine Sections Lynx with Smelly Mouth, Doesn’t Want to Be a Lost Dog

The longer you live, the more you experience, the more you regret.

Kelsey lived a long time.

Kelsey has few regrets.

However, few do not mean none.

And among the few things she regretted, the ones that ranked first were the wrong judgments she made a few years ago.

Why did I do that at that time?

Why did I choose that way?

If everything can be restarted, then, will the current self usher in a completely different fate?

I don't know, I don't understand.

If there really is omniscience in the world, then that person's name should be Persephone instead of himself.

If there really is omnipotence in the world, then that person should be called Shirter, and has nothing to do with himself.

After all, I have... been making mistakes for so many years.

Even if you seldom regret it, a mistake is a mistake.

Kelsey looked up, looking at the stretch of dusk color.Her supernatural vision allowed her to catch the figure coming from the cloudy sky, dragged by a long wind.And the end where the figure descended was the center of this abandoned city.

First it fell, and then, it exploded.

She heard the explosion not far away, and saw the flickering light, the air waves, and the tide of flames rushing towards her—yes, she could actually see the current battle situation.She knew that Persephone had established a winning position, but these losers still had some ability to fight back.Once these warriors with the Ursus Army background were led by elite non-commissioned officers, they shrunk into fists and exerted force in a single direction in a reckless manner.Then, Rhodes Island, which has lost its geographical advantage and harmony, will usher in a victory that is not without loss.

After all, soldiers are impermanent, and water is impermanent.If Persephone had, at this moment, even one elite operator and its corresponding team, she believed that Persephone would be able to win an undead victory for her own side.However, if there is a gap in absolute power, then no matter how ingenious and mysterious the command, no matter how profound and secretive the tactical deception, it will eventually be destroyed by the brute force of the dying prey.

Rhode Island would still win—just like the vast majority of battlefields where Stelter was not present in the late Civil War, it would always win in the end.However, Rhodes Island Pharmaceuticals is also destined to pay a price for this, and this price may be the life of one or several medical operators who are not good at direct combat.

——So, Sturtle came.

She stretched out her hand, wanting to touch the tide of flames rushing towards her.However, the flame avoided cracking before it touched her, passing by her side, only taking the lives of those who did not belong to Rhodes Island Pharmaceuticals.

In the flames, even screams could not be heard.

And the spreading flames extended to a farther direction after flowing out of the ruins.Climbing and running, they caught up with the reserved troops and sentries who stayed outside the ruins of the town.

Everything is the same as long ago.

The same.

The people on one's own side were unscathed, while the hostile forces were wiped out.

——So, many people in the Tower of Babel like, respect and love Shirtel very much.

——Because as long as there is a battlefield with her, the battle damage of one's own side will be minimized, and even in the post-battle summary, she was found to be the only wounded.Because she will always appear beside everyone who needs help and treatment.He will always be the first to take on the most difficult and terrifying combat missions that even ordinary people seem to be sending to death.

——No, not just the first one.Because she will march from one death to another.She will bring victory while keeping everyone around her alive.She would rather have her own arm broken than let the palms of her comrades bleed.And even in those battlefields where she was powerless or had no time to participate, she would avenge the wounded afterward, and help the dead fulfill their last wishes.

——Many people adore her for it.Many people admire her for this.And among these many people, including Persephone, including Theresia.

——Including... me.

The female doctor with emerald green eyes lowered her outstretched hand.When the flames avoided her, some tiny disappointments silently overflowed from the depths of her heart.She saw the buildings in front of her collapse, and the ground in front of her melted and turned into a pool of flames.I saw that the figure that was flying in the heat wave changed from blurred to clear.

She wanted to take a step forward and pour herself into the arms of the person on the other side to confide.But the knee became as solid as iron at this time, and there was no way to lift the tibia.

She wanted to show a smile and greeted softly towards the end of the field of vision.But at the same moment, her cheeks became stiff as ice, and her thin lips were tightly pursed.

The warm breath rushed towards him, his heart was beating, but his blood became cold.

The projection person next to her sneered and whispered, but her voice became blurred, and she couldn't hear every word clearly.

Ah...it's like this again.It has always been like this.

Whether it is now or in the past, some damn habits or instincts have always been entrenched in the depths of this body named Kelsey.And, never changed.

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Five years ago, when Shirtel, who had just joined the Tower of Babel, completed the entry procedures, the personnel officer took her to familiarize herself with the facilities in Rhodes Island and her new dormitory——

"Kelsey!" The pink-white and long-haired Princess Sarkaz stretched out her hand when no one disturbed her, and rubbed the cheek of the green-haired lynx who had just finished correcting someone's entry documents. "You bastard, you idiot. I've said it many times to make you smile more and be more lively! With a cold face all the time, newcomers will be angry at you and run away!"

"That can only show that this newcomer...Miss Shirtle lacks trust in you. Your Highness." Kelsey's face did not change, but she still made various strange expressions in response to the princess's hand being rubbed. "The Tower of Babel needs not only your fellow travelers, but also warriors who can bleed for you - and, the way I treat her is no different from the way I treat other Sarkaz. Or is my memory wrong , what Sarkaz loves is not this straightforward way of getting along, and the measurement and judgment of each other's value?"

"Sarkaz is a weapon, a tool, and a prop—even if you have been working hard to change this. But the Sarkaz in the Tower of Babel also prefer a communication method based on this concept—Sarkaz Use the value to express the depth of friendship. Use the 'suitable tool' to describe the ideal lover... Is this Miss Shirter different?"

Kelsey had thought the conversation would end there.

Because in the past many days, Teresia would use similar excuses to persuade herself to change her temper and her way of dealing with others.It's like this every day, and maybe this time too.

But she was wrong.

She saw the pink-haired princess let go of her hand and lay on the table, her voice became hesitant.

"Sirtel...may be really a little different." Theresa's voice was filled with a certain kind of strong uncertainty. "Although she looks like Sarkaz, she is actually Sarkaz, but under that skin, I always feel that there is something else hidden. It's a bit like Sakota, and it's also a bit like Argo Er. But more like...something that doesn't belong on Terra. Weird."

"Moreover, she is also the first Sarkaz who doesn't care about my bloodline and my title at all. The authority of the Demon King doesn't even have the ability to restrain her in the slightest at the level of origin stone skills. And I even have a feeling that between her So you want to join the Tower of Babel, not because of my ideals, nor because of Sarkaz's royal power. But because... I am Theresia?"

The princess turned her face, leaning the back of her head against the table, her eyes met Kelsey's looking down.

"It's a strange feeling. It's the first time I've met someone who wants to get close to 'Theresia'. It's not the 'Alternate Demon King', it's not the 'President of the Tower of Babel', and it's not the same kind as the 'Princess Sarkaz'. Even if she and I am also a woman, even if the ability she showed is not top-notch in Sarkaz. I also feel very strange."

Thearesia tilted her head slightly and blinked her left eye.

"I'm 'interested' in her. Kelsey, you know what I mean."

'Interested' - this is also a declaration of sovereignty in a way.And although Kelsey didn't understand why Theresa made a special statement to herself.But that didn't stop her from nodding to show that she knew.

"I understand, Your Highness." Kelsey picked up the pink hair in front of her. "I will pay attention to her for you, and at the same time demand her with higher standards. I will record her every move until you lose this interest."

However, the princess just shook her head and smiled softly.

"Understood? Kelsey, you actually don't understand. Didn't you realize that you didn't use honorifics for me just now?"

Kelsey frowned.

clear?What is there to understand?Can I still fall in love at first sight with a same-sex person of a different race that I just met for the first time?

Ridiculous, even in the loudest nightmare, I can't imagine such a scene.I don't think there is anything special about this woman who calls herself Shier Teer.But since His Highness said so...then, maybe I should pay a little more attention to this person.

The not-so-young doctor thought so, and the conversation stopped there.

Soon, new conflicts in the war dilute the lingering impact of this conversation in her thinking.However, in addition to this, she witnessed the potential and strength shown by Shirtel in the following years.

She has never seen a fighter who grows so quickly. It took less than a month to go from 'reliable elite' to 'powerful enough to affect the local battle situation'-that woman is so keen to complete that even Sarkaz feels difficult task.And rather than completing the assigned task, she prefers to help others.

When charging, she will be the first.When she is the queen, she is always the last to go.She would cross three war zones for the prayer of a commoner, and return an unscathed little girl to her father when she returned with her battered body in tow.Because of someone's unintentional joke, she will go through all kinds of hardships and dangers, just to bring back that special whispering flower.

In the beginning, there were a lot of Sarkaz making fun of her stupidity, her hypocrisy.Deliberately made many difficult problems to prevaricate her.

However, when she crossed those obstacles and saved those Sarkaz time and time again on the battlefield, everyone's eyes on her changed.

The biggest change is Theresa.

Kelsey saw it very clearly, she could see that the so-called 'interest' at the beginning was most likely just lip service.However, the more time passes, the more strange things can be revealed.

Thearesia can laugh at everyone, but only gets angry at Shirtel.

Thearesia never played tricks on a person twice, but she was always trying to see a Sturt joke.

Kelsey thinks this is normal, although sometimes she feels a little annoyed, and feels that Theresa should not always bully Shirtel like this, but she always thinks it is normal.Because she felt that if Theresa must have a partner of the same sex, then the flaming-haired Miss Sarkaz would be a very good one.

Until a certain day, a few months later, or a certain day in the next few years.

A night after a certain Shirtel left the Tower of Babel and did not return for several days.

Teresia suddenly came to her office alone, and hugged her violently from behind.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" For the first time, the voice of the pink and white princess was out of shape due to abnormal emotions.The slender arms hugged Kelsey's upper body tightly, as if to knead the two into one. "I can't help it! I really have feelings for her...I really have feelings for that person! I..."

"Why, do you want to say sorry to me?" Kelsey's voice was so strange at that moment that it seemed to be acting in a drama.

"Because...because at the beginning, I just wanted you to pay more attention to her. I just want you not to bear too much responsibility and pressure like usual. I...want you to liberate yourself."

"But I don't like her, Your Highness." Kelsey's response was surprisingly calm: "And I don't feel that I have too much responsibility. Or pressure. At least compared to Persephone, my current job It can be called easy freehand brushwork.”

She gently grabbed Thearesia's hand.For some reason, those hands that were slightly cold on weekdays were extremely hot in her perception now.