Ugh... I shouldn’t have switched with Andre. If I hadn’t, he’d be the one getting caught and beaten.
Under the fervent concern of Leon and the female reporter, after vomiting all over the place and having her back slapped painfully, the green-eyed girl raised her head with tears in her eyes:
"Stop... stop hitting me, I’m much better now."
"Uh... that’s good then..."
Leon, coming to his senses, realized he might have involved this unlucky kid while arguing with the female reporter. He smiled at her awkwardly and then reassured her softly:
"For the time being, just stay by my side. Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you."
Liar! It’s only been a few minutes, and you’ve already hurt me several times!
Though she lost contact with her main body, through various encounters during her brief interaction with Leon, the just-over-a-month-old Feiliya made a judgment based purely on intuition without calculations—
Being near this man will bring misfortune!
"Actually, keeping me around is very dangerous."
Having lost the supercomputing power of her main body, Feiliya could only use her human brain to awkwardly attempt self-rescue. With a pitiful face, she pleaded:
"The chip in my brain can be directly detected when I’m within a certain range, so you should just let me go. I promise not to hold today’s events against you... If it really doesn’t work, hiding me in a safer place will do..."
"Don’t worry, I have a way to solve this."
He smiled at her, then called the female reporter to help, and said softly:
"First, lie down in this sister’s arms, and I will use an abnormal object to take the chip out of you, so you won’t be detected."
Doomed... I’m really out of excuses now...
After hearing Leon’s words and having no cards left to play with her external brain offline, Feiliya sank into utter despair. Under Leon’s urging, she grudgingly buried her head in the female reporter’s chest, pouting as she secretly seethed inside.
Once I reconnect with my main body, I’ll make a machine that can hit your neck a thousand times an hour, place you under it, and beat you back a thousand times as much as you’ve hurt me! And then make a machine to smack your back hard...
Unaware someone was already planning this for his neck, Leon retrieved the [Silver Dagger of Cutting] from the mirror world and instructed:
"Be careful not to move, I’m going to start cutting."
Huh? What does cutting mean?
Upon hearing Leon’s words, Feiliya’s mind went blank. She instinctively looked back and was shocked to see Leon holding a glittering knife, aiming it at the back of her head.
Inadvertently, she cried out in alarm. The wide-eyed, terrified green-eyed girl frantically struggled, screaming:
"You said you’d use an abnormal object! Why are you using a knife?"
"This knife is my abnormal object."
He reached out to hold her neck, stopping her movements, and comforted softly:
"Don’t worry, this knife definitely... should not hurt much, hmm... maybe it hurts a bit, but the knife can cut things alive, so you definitely won’t die. I’m pretty confident about that."
So you’re still going to cut my head open! Bastard! Who just said they wouldn’t hurt me? Was it a dog?
"No! No! I don’t want my head cut!"
"Don’t move, even if it hurts a bit, this is saving you, just endure it a little... Well, forget it, you better hold her still."
Since it was his first time using the [Silver Dagger of Cutting] on someone’s head, and considering the brain is a delicate item, and Feiliya was struggling too violently, Leon released his grip, handing her neck over to the female reporter.
Once the female reporter’s hand, as strong as iron, was in place, Leon parted Feiliya’s hair in terror from her expression. Moving the braids with duck hairpins to either side, he gently pressed the icy tip of the Silver Dagger of Cutting to her nape.
"No, no, no! Don’t! Ah!!!"
Looking at the captain of the guard in front of him, who was full of shame, Andre, who typically didn’t show many expressions, widened his eyes for once, quickly standing up from his reclining chair.
"Ah... My sister has been kidnapped? Even the chip has stopped responding?!!"
"I’m sorry, Prince Andre..."
The kneeling captain of the guard lowered his head, remorseful:
"We followed Princess Feiliya’s orders, keeping some distance to avoid disturbing her.
At first, everything was fine, and those responsible for the security setup didn’t notice anything unusual, but then, out of nowhere, that Prince Leon went mad and started hitting Princess Feiliya."
At this point, recalling the tearful green-eyed girl who was beaten, the captain of the guard gritted his teeth and furiously added:
"That damned guy seems to be an abnormal object holder. When we rushed up, a bunch of vines sprouted under our feet, tripping us. Then those two from the Clean-up Bureau also got caught. We... we couldn’t do anything..."
The Gemini branch people were also captured?
Hearing this, Prince Andre frowned, then coldly asked:
"And then? Where did they take Feiliya?"
"Still investigating..."
The captain of the guard confessed shamefully:
"I don’t know what abnormal object they used, but they just wiped their collar with it, and the entire person was pulled away. We couldn’t understand how they left..."
"Forget it, it’s not your fault."
After closing his eyes briefly, calming his emotions, and restoring his serene expression, Andre said indifferently:
"This kidnapping was likely premeditated. The other side had the cover of a prince’s identity, so it makes sense you couldn’t have predicted it.
Moreover, both of them are holders of abnormal objects, and from being able to capture Clean-up Bureau people alive, they seem quite strong. Ordinary people like you wouldn’t have been able to stop them."
"Alright, continue investigating!"
After waving dismissively to indicate for the guard captain to leave, Prince Andre, not looking too pleased, had his room door closed and sat quietly on the balcony for a while.
After a short moment, a soft laugh unexpectedly echoed in the room where only he was present.
Who would have thought, he actually captured Atifie.
Peering through the glass doors of the balcony toward the embassy, the reclining Prince Andre closed his eyes again. His body appeared bonelessly relaxed and limp in the chair, the tip of his right index finger tapping lightly on the armrest.
Recalling yesterday when I went to the spaceport to meet the guests, that man named Leon and the peculiar look he had, it felt both like a thief seeing gold coins and a beast finding prey, leaving an unsettling feeling in my gut.
That’s why I changed my mind, not dutifully fulfilling the reception job and returned early. Seeing now that he kidnapped Atifie, I was truly right to have hastily retreated~