Who hid My Corpse!-Chapter 230 - 68 Why can’t I kill all such people?_3

Chapter 230: 68 Why can’t I kill all such people?_3

“I don’t want to know any of that,” Ju abruptly interrupted halfway through the conversation.

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Gerard paused for a moment, “Then what do you want to know?”

Standing by the window, Ju looked at Gerard, the moonlight making her eyes shine brightly.

“When do you plan to destroy the Lyra?” she asked, “Can I join you?”

…

“Thank goodness you’ve returned, Bishop Oliver.”

In the office once occupied by Yong Xin, Oliver sat there while Fenli bowed to him with great respect.

“If you hadn’t returned, I… no, the entire Lyra wouldn’t have known what to do.”

Oliver’s face always bore a benign smile.

“Don’t worry, Fenli, everything will turn out fine,” he said, “For Lyra, the night is about to end, the sun is about to rise.”

Fenli lifted her head cautiously, looking at Oliver.

Even though ten years had passed without him showing himself, this Sky Tower Bishop remained the same as ever, even looking a bit younger.

“Bishop Oliver, I don’t know about your thoughts on the current…”

“Rest assured, Minister Fenli, although I’ve been in the Thought Amber, I’m very much aware of what’s happening outside,” Oliver said, “I know exactly what we have to do, and we are doing it.”

“Do you refer to Gerard?”

“Hmm… he is indeed a trouble, but it doesn’t matter anymore,” Oliver shook his head, “We have more important things to do.”

“More important things?” Fenli was somewhat puzzled.

“Yes.”

Out of sight from Fenli, Oliver opened a drawer in his desk, which housed a piece of tentacle. He reached his hand towards the tentacle, and it came alive suddenly, quickly burrowing into Oliver’s body, assimilating with his flesh and blood, but Oliver’s expression did not change as he simply said.

“Call a national assembly.”

“Notify everyone.”

“In two days, we will welcome the new life.”

…

Silence.

A long silence.

Watching Ju not far away, Gerard thought he had heard wrong.

“Destroy the Lyra?” he said, “When did I ever say I was going to destroy the Lyra?”

“You didn’t say it,” Ju replied, “But isn’t that what you’ve been doing?”

“When have I been doing that? All of that was…”

At this point, Gerard suddenly stopped, feeling like he had missed out on some crucial information.

So he looked at Ju again and said softly, “Are you helping me because you think… I can destroy the Lyra?”

Ju nodded.

So that was it…

Gerard finally understood.

He had never really understood Ju, mistaking her for a reticent, straightforward child, much like most mechanicians.

But now he suddenly realized, there seemed to be a fire in Ju’s eyes.

A fire that wanted to set the Lyra ablaze.

And facing the thoughts that Ju had finally revealed, Gerard did not rebuke her but after a long silence, asked softly, “May I know why?”

Ju lowered her head, looking at the tips of her shoes, and then said softly, “They say my father was a Rebel, and that I am the Rebel’s child, destined to be executed one day for betraying the Lyra, so why not fulfill their expectations? They say Rebels will destroy the Lyra, so I’ll just destroy it.”

“But your father was not a Rebel,” Gerard said, “You are the child of a Hero.”

“Are you saying they have wronged me?” Ju said, “They were all wrong in how they treated me?”

“Yes.”

“Then…” Ju raised her head and spoke earnestly, “Why can’t I kill all those people?”

“A Lyra like this, shouldn’t it be destroyed?”