Bad Born Blood Chapter 324

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I thought I could trust Barbara, but my anxiety was growing again.

The witch Barbara is an unstable person. She is not a character with universal thoughts and emotions. She is not as good as Mushir Al-Kashra, but she is different.

-Keep going. There won’t be any guards there.

Barbara’s guidance came through the earpiece. Could I trust her? Was she leading me down the wrong path, or into a trap?

‘I could sneak away and steal Giselle, and just the two of us could escape.’

I occasionally feel anxious. But let’s think about it rationally.

‘Barbara is not a universal human being, but she has a rational mind. She will not betray me until Giselle is saved. She cannot get Giselle out without my help.’

You can trust Barbara until she saves Giselle.

‘We have to trust each other anyway. If we don’t trust each other, there’s no other way.’

Trust between us is not a choice, it is a compulsion.

Clang, clang.

I passed through several layers of metal doors. It was a highly secure area. The walls were thicker than other areas, so the interior space was narrow.

-All cryosleep has been lifted. People will be lying naked by the time you get there. Find Giselle and bring her to me.

Barbara also spoke dryly, without provocation or jokes. There was also a strange sense of excitement.

Well, she’s hacking into a facility under a large corporation. There must be a huge amount of information being loaded onto her brain.

Electronic warfare is not my area of ​​expertise, but I can see how difficult Barbara’s job is.

Kiing!

I passed through the last door and entered the cryogenic facility. As soon as the facility door opened, a sticky liquid spread out at my feet.

Chul-chul.

A dense liquid from inside the cryosleep capsule had pooled on the floor. The temperature seemed to be around human body temperature.

“How many people?”

-242 people.

I squinted my eyes and stared inside the cryonics facility. It was a heart-stopping mess.

Gulp.

Beneath the open cryo capsule, liquid flowed out like frothy phlegm. The smell of strong organic compounds was so strong that it hurt my nose.

People who were unconscious were lying naked on the floor. Even those who were recovering quickly were barely groaning.

‘242 people.’

There’s not enough time. If I check them one by one, it’ll take more than 5 minutes. By then, there’s no way for me and Barbara to escape the space army’s encirclement.

‘Human female, arms and legs are prosthetic.’

I quickly rolled my eyes and observed the naked people.

Before cryosleep, the prosthesis is usually removed. However, looking around, there was no one who was completely missing limbs. At best, one or two limbs were missing.

‘Giselle’s arms and legs were prosthetics.’

As befitting an imperial noble, Giselle wore prosthetic arms and legs for a full-body transplant. However, she did not undergo full-body prosthetics even as an adult.

‘It may have changed its appearance or regenerated limbs.’

Giselle must have used many disguises to deceive everyone’s eyes.

I walked among the fallen people.

– Find her quickly. If Giselle isn’t there, you have to get out. Your guess is wrong.

There was a sense of urgency in Barbara’s communication.

Chul-chul.

But my steps and the movement of my eyes were slow. I stared at them one by one.

As I walked down the hallway without finding Giselle, my thoughts grew darker and darker.

I lived a life far from frustration. When the world tried to crush me, I stood up and clenched my fists.

Rather, the stronger the oppression and absurdity became, the more I bounced back with a greater force. That was me.

‘… … But this time it’s different.’

I don’t think I’ll ever be able to bounce back. I feel like I’ll just get crushed to death.

I was at my limit, mentally unstable, and probably suffering from brain damage.

‘Even if we don’t find Giselle here… …can we go back and regroup and investigate?’

I had no confidence. Even if I had the will left, I doubt my body would be able to hold out.

Kiing.

Every time my tinnitus got louder, I felt my cognitive abilities deteriorating.

My vision began to darken from the edges and narrowed. Negative psychology was also affecting my senses. The world I saw seemed flat, as if it had lost its saturation.

My emotions are dying, everything is blurry. Even if there is any hope left, I feel like I won’t be able to see it.

‘This is the worst.’

Whether it was due to a decrease in neurotransmitters caused by depression, or due to accumulated nervous system fatigue… … the body’s output was also maintained at a low level.

Actually, no, it’s nothing new. I’ve thought about death several times in Border City.

‘People can endure despair and misfortune if they have hope.’

Every time the light of hope went out, the darkness of death tried to swallow me up.

Everyone living in this world has their own light.

… … My hope and light is Giselle.

I, Luca, do not have a grand purpose like Ilay Kartika. I do not wish to live a life full of ulterior motives like Kinuan. I do not wish to leave my name in history like the emperor and the rulers.

I just want to have my own life. To start, I need to find Giselle.

I’ve weathered the storms of Border City by holding on to just one thread. If the end is the despair of the vast ocean and another typhoon, I’ll collapse.

… … I’ve almost fallen several times already.

Thud, thud.

With each step, a sticky liquid clung to the soles of my shoes.

I made my way through the people who had spilled out of the capsules in a messy manner. Those who had thawed out looked like corpses to me.

The saturation of my world was so low that even the colors seemed to disappear. The distinction between objects was fading. It felt like people and machines were intertwined.

I blinked.

Soon, the world appears completely black and white.

A constant tinnitus tormented me, my eyes stung, my nose throbbed, and the headache in my temples felt like needles stabbing my brain.

Beatle.

My vision was shaking. If I fell, I felt like I would get tangled up with the thawed humans.

-Luca!

Barbara’s communication in my ear seemed to be from far away. No, not just physically, but also temporally. Like a memory from the past, Barbara’s urging felt unrealistic. Her voice did not reach my heart.

Usually, I don’t expect miracles. I don’t like relying on luck either.

Of course, I have often hoped for luck and miracles. But even then, I have only hoped for miracles after I had done everything I could.

‘I have never hoped for a miracle helplessly.’

Now, if I were to squeeze out some energy, I could do something more. I could pull myself together and look around, or I could step back and plan for the future.

But being able to do something doesn’t mean you want to.

For the first time in this world, I wanted to throw a tantrum.

‘Sometimes… … .’

My situation felt unfair.

‘… … Joy and happiness can come to you without effort.’

Up until now, running like crazy was the only way to escape the worst misfortune.

The path I have taken is dark and red. To be blunt, I think I am not worthy of happiness.

But another Luca doesn’t think so. Let’s not look at ourselves so coldly. We want to live a life where we compromise appropriately, sometimes selfishly, and rationalize that we worked hard.

To be honest, I want to live happily ever after, even though I’ve killed countless innocent people.

If those who died by my sword and their bereaved families heard this, they would shed tears of blood. I know that they have nothing to say.

But this is me.

The mask of reason was shattered, the scales of morality were broken, and only childish, self-centered desires remained.

I wish the world was kinder to me. I wish it would stop trying to kill me. I wish people would love Luca, who doesn’t try hard and is helpless.

I wish it could happen just once, though.

Just as you receive congratulatory messages from strangers just because it’s your birthday, wouldn’t you be able to enjoy luck and happiness at least once even if you were thrown into this world?

-roo…….

Barbara keeps shouting something.

I reached the end of the cryo facility. I scanned everyone, but I couldn’t see Giselle. Maybe I missed her.

But anyway, for now, I didn’t recognize Giselle.

Thump.

I leaned my back against the wall.

I felt like sighing, but my throat and chest were hurting so much that I could only breathe raggedly.

Thud!

I threw my head back. There was a hollow sound as my helmet hit the wall.

The Archie Bigtima that used to control my brain doesn’t work either. My thinking slows down as if the neurotransmitters in my brain are drying up.

‘Okay, okay, let’s finish it now.’

The world didn’t listen to my tantrums, but I don’t plan on crying and throwing a tantrum.

After all, it’s a well-known fact that this universe treats me like a dog.

If I abandon the world and quit, that’s it. The world doesn’t have the choice to share happiness and unhappiness alone. I also have the freedom to quit the world.

“roo…….”

Well, let’s ignore Barbara’s call.

“……card.”

I lifted my head loosely and tilted it. It wasn’t the voice coming from the communicator.

“… …Luca.”

My name came out from somewhere.

Light was shining on the world along the threads of voice.

The world that had been black and white became colorful, and saturation returned as if light was born from nothing.

I walked along the ray of light that took the form of a voice.

Iron Fist.

My knees touched the floor.

I looked down at a woman.

The woman’s hair was not the blue of the night sky. Her short hair was chestnut. Her arms and legs were not prosthetic, and her face was unfamiliar.

“Luca.”

The woman called my name unconsciously, as if she was sleeping.

Swish.

I picked the woman up and placed her on my lap.

How many women in the world would call my name even in a hazy state of consciousness? Even my own mother, whose face I don’t even know, would have forgotten that I exist.

The woman’s limbs showed signs of regeneration. Very slight scars were visible at the joints of her limbs. It was so subtle that one would not notice it unless one was conscious of it.

I opened my mouth with difficulty, as if I were retrieving an old treasure that had fallen into a dark swamp.

“Giselle… … .”

The woman’s eyebrows twitched unnaturally.

Quite.

I gently pressed my thumb against the woman’s forehead. The organic mask was pushed along my thumb. The structure had become mushy after the thawing.

‘haha.’

I ended up laughing faintly. It was a laugh without even a sound.

OMG.

Gradually, the sounds and lights of the world became clearer. The vibrations and sounds of the machines spreading from all directions also felt real.

I am still alive. Life is not over, it is still striding towards me.

“I found it.”

I reported to Barbara and braced myself for the screaming that was to come.

-Then run, you little punk!

Maybe we’re a little late.