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Break Through
“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, he’s 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 didn’t 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 can’t resist when I see this cute version of you. You’re so cute! You don’t want to give him a hug?”
The man shook his head. Young Troy looked at the man. Somewhat afraid, he buried himself in Lucia’s embrace. The man’s aggressive expression frightened the boy. The man walked to the door: “Let’s put him aside for now. What’s more pertinent at the moment is that we’ve gotten rid of Vyvyan, so the one who could our throw plans off has been eliminated. The next task at hand is to deal with Elizabeth and Inard. This hasn’t stopped after killing Vyvyan, which proves that Vyvyan didn’t do anything wrong.”
“Of course. I’m never wrong no matter when or where,” proudly bragged Vyvyan, as she stood up.
Lucia was reluctant to place 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 exclaimed, “Are you going to hurt my mom?! You mentioned my mom’s name!”
“No. We just want to have a talk to your mom.”
Vyvyan touched young Tory’s 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 explained, “He’s all right. He just fell asleep. Now, it’s our turn. I don’t want to leave such a young child with a psychological trauma. You can’t let children witness a murder, after all.”
The man nonchalantly stated, “It doesn’t matter even if he does. It’s 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 won’t be able to do it, then, Your Highness. I can’t 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 can’t bring myself to do it when I see you. I could barely accept killing that Queen Vyvyan. If you want me to kill a child who resembles you, I might commit 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 can’t 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 it’s best to kill these four to undo this world.
Let’s get going, then. We’ll have Nier and Mommy Elizabeth’s help this time. The two of them will try to break through from the front. I’m sure those two will win. If they don’t break through from the front, we wouldn’t 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 should’ve 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 palace. 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 of lacking belief. See? This is the consequence of not having anything to protect. They didn’t give you anything to defend, did they? That’s why you’re so weak! That’s why you can’t do a thing! That’s why you’re resigned to being my target practice! This is the difference between us! This what makes us different! This is the reason why you can’t defeat me! This has nothing to do with age or experience but your lack 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 were comparable to a tornado. She was akin to a canoe on the water stuck a thunderstorm.
The attacker quit playing with her opponent. She used her long sword to easily break through the young girl’s defence and attacks then slapped the latter across the face. Then, she knocked the girl onto the ground before finally pressing her sword up to the girl’s neck. She coldly said, “That’s the end of that. Now, do you understand what exactly happened? Don’t you feel as though you’re missing something? I have someone I must protect at all costs. For that reason, I can’t lose. I must protect him!”
“You…”
Nier didn’t hesitate. She thrust the sword straight through. The girl in white jolted one last time. Her despairing and enraged stare remained on the ceiling. Nier pulled her sword out and wiped her blade on the girl’s 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.”