Book 17.5: Chapter 11


    How cute. Aaahhh! How nostalgic! How nostalgic!! Little Troy is makes me feel so nostalgic! Look, look, Lucia, is he really cute or what?! Oh, hes so cute!


    Indeed! Indeed! Your Highness! Your Highness! Please let me have a hug. Please let me have a touch! Wow!! Your face is so soft! Wow! What a cute expression! How did I not realise I was living in bliss?! Prince Troy looks so, co cute. Wow! Oh my god, I want to take him home!


    Get your act together, you two!!


    Young Troy looked at Vyvyan and Lucia feeling astonished. Despite being a child, he didnt cry due to being snatched back and forth between the two. It was most likely thanks to Vyvyan and her warm chest that he still recognised his aunt.


    Lucia tightly hugged young Troy and excitedly rubbed her face against his. She excitedly said, But, look, you were so cute when you were young. I can no longer remember you at this age, which is why I cant resist when I see this cute version of you. Youre so cute! You dont want to give him a hug?


    The man shook his head. Young Troy looked at the man. Somewhat afraid, he buried himself in Lucias embrace. The mans aggressive expression frightened the boy. The man walked to the door: Lets put him aside for now. Whats more pertinent at the moment is that weve gotten rid of Vyvyan, so the one who could our throw ns off has been eliminated. The next task at hand is to deal with Elizabeth and Inard. This hasnt stopped after killing Vyvyan, which proves that Vyvyan didnt do anything wrong.


    Of course. Im never wrong no matter when or where, proudly bragged Vyvyan, as she stood up.


    Lucia was reluctant to ce the boy onto the bed. She furtively made a hush hand gesture, but Troy seemed to notice something. Thus, he hopped off the bed and eximed, Are you going to hurt my mom?! You mentioned my moms name!


    No. We just want to have a talk to your mom.


    Vyvyan touched young Torys head. She sapped his strength from his legs as he went to speak again. He fell onto the bed. Vyvyan tucked him in while wearing a smile. She exined, Hes all right. He just fell asleep. Now, its our turn. I dont want to leave such a young child with a psychological trauma. You cant let children witness a murder, after all.


    The man nonchntly stated, It doesnt matter even if he does. Its all fake anyway. The real one is in front of you, yet you like a child? That makes me feel sad as the real Troy. Plus, we might have to kill him in the end.


    I wont be able to do it, then, Your Highness. I cant kill a child, not to mention that he is your young self.


    I told you that everything here is fake!


    Lucia shook her head: But I cant bring myself to do it when I see you. I could barely ept killing that Queen Vyvyan. If you want me to kill a child who resembles you, I mightmit suicide from depression.


    The real Troy pulled open the door and checked left and right. In a serious voice, he proposed, Fine, then. If you cant bear to do it, leave it to me. Let me kill myself. I think the only person with a problem is Inard. He should be dead now. To be sure, I think that its best to kill these four to undo this world.


    Lets get going, then. Well have Nier and Mommy Elizabeths help this time. The two of them will try to break through from the front. Im sure those two will win. If they dont break through from the front, we wouldnt have been able to kill the two who entered the room.


    Vyvyan stood in the corridor and looked at the bright moon outside the window. In a quiet voice, she said, They shouldve entered by now.


    Suddenly, hectic sounds came from the front door, which was a result of the door being blown open. Two corpses flew in and smashed onto the wall in an awkward posture. A young girl in white staggered back into the pce. She tightly clenched her teeth as she watched and defended against the barrage of sword attacks that were akin to a violent tempest. Nevertheless, it was clear that it was impossible for her to hold out for any longer.


    See? See? This is the consequence ofcking belief. See? This is the consequence of not having anything to protect. They didnt give you anything to defend, did they? Thats why youre so weak! Thats why you cant do a thing! Thats why youre resigned to being my target practice! This is the difference between us! This what makes us different! This is the reason why you cant defeat me! This has nothing to do with age or experience but yourck of belief!!


    Impossible! Impossible! Impossible!!


    Nier desperately stood up and rushed toward the individual in front of her. However, she looked fragile against the flurry of sword strikes that wereparable to a tornado. She was akin to a canoe on the water stuck a thunderstorm.


    The attacker quit ying with her opponent. She used her long sword to easily break through the young girls defence and attacks then pped thetter across the face. Then, she knocked the girl onto the ground before finally pressing her sword up to the girls neck. She coldly said, Thats the end of that. Now, do you understand what exactly happened? Dont you feel as though youre missing something? I have someone I must protect at all costs. For that reason, I cant lose. I must protect him!


    You


    Nier didnt hesitate. She thrust the sword straight through. The girl in white jolted onest time. Her despairing and enraged stare remained on the ceiling. Nier pulled her sword out and wiped her de on the girls white robe before sheathing her sword.


    Someone else appeared. She threw a small body onto the ground and grumbled, I wonder what my son would think If he saw an Alice who fought to the death to protect him. Would he still hate her as he did in the past?


    Your Majesty.


    Nier stood up. Then she looked upstairs. Troy looked at the three and smiled: It looks as though you have finished up, too. Let us deal with the few remaining targets, then.


    Mm.