"Mass-produced transformers, how do you feel today, haven't you awakened some special ability?"

"No...... What does it mean to be mass-produced?"

"Tsk...... Don't care, it's just my expectation, in the end, the cost is extremely high but there is no obvious benefit, whether it is strength or intelligence, there is no obvious improvement at all...... Did you fail again?"

The speaker tried to make his tone as calm as possible, and his mask-covered face could not reveal any expression, but in the end, he kicked the cage hard.

Isabella stricken, cowering to the side of the cage against the wall, she lied, she had noticeably felt different lately...... Through the smooth surface of the mask, she saw indescribable symbols.

Indescribable but understandable, she understands the Masked Man's past—the gloomy colors, the angry feelings, the deformed family, and the humiliating childhood.

"I owe too much material to the mechanic, and I'm about to go bankrupt...... I'm going to be kicked out of here, right? I should have known that I should have done the real yàn of the fusion of otherworldly creatures...... Human beings, there is no value of transformation at all. ”

The masked man muttered to himself and left the real room.

Isabella knew the outside world from his daily conversations with the man he had become a mechanic - it seemed to be underground, and there was more than one room in which she lived...... Each of these strange people seems to have a stronghold, and they spend most of the time alone except for the occasional help.

After the excruciating physical pain finally subsided, Isabella, who had been imprisoned in a short cage all day long, had more time to think, and her first problem was the collapse of her self-identity...... She hated being a monster, but on the other side of her consciousness she was glad that she had survived.

The question of 'who am I' left her confused and angry, but it diverted her attention somewhat, and the dark and terrifying environment and harsh living conditions took a back seat, and the owner of this real room always called her a 'failed product'. It intensified her suspicions about herself...... She was about to forget that she had a name.

She no longer has to endure illness, no more running to eat, or even fatigue. But he was tormented by unprecedented pain...... Hopelessness, emptiness, low self-esteem.

The only consolation was the squirrel doll that 'The Mechanic' threw into her cage...... Isabella hugged the dirty squirrel doll tightly, bent over her body and pressed heavily into her legs. Doing so will make her feel better...... It seemed to make her forget for a moment that she no longer had a beating heart in her chest.

She closed her eyes and listened attentively to the occasional footsteps outside the door, and even more rarely, the sounds of conversation, trying to distract herself from thinking about her own problems.

If she didn't see each other with her own eyes, those strange symbols that represented someone's past wouldn't appear, but she could still distinguish many people from their voices, the most recent. The most talked about topic was the shortage of funds and materials, and in order to alleviate this problem, these people began to take on outside jobs.

Many of them were outlaws and wielded magical powers, so they naturally engaged in assassination, until one day, several of them left the base for a 'big business' and never returned.

"They got into trouble with the wrong people, and they were all killed. Isabella crumpled up Loria's scrap of paper that was still on the ground, and her personality was not scruffy. I learned this from others," and then I was released, and I had mixed feelings at the time. Those strange people saved my life, but they also committed unforgivable sins against me, and someone sued me that I was right, and I was neither nostalgic nor hateful when I remembered the former owner of this place. ”

"She?"

"She. ”

The Magical Society, which tried to create a new type of life, had fantasized about the way it would perish, mostly with dramatic and heroic endings, and these people had a different attitude towards life than ordinary people, and a beautiful death might be their ultimate pursuit.

However, this wish was frustrated.

A whole army drove straight down. Some traitor, beaten to the point of being inhuman, led them to dismantle all the sorcerers' traps in the face of the power of the nation. A small group of magicians were completely torn apart before they could make even a small splash.

All kinds of fusion monsters were also eradicated, and the leader of the army seemed to have given the order to clear Yiqiē.

The masked man may have been a powerful magician. Maybe he was still an alchemical genius, but at this moment, he was shot by a military crossbow and the hedgehog lay on the ground softly, like a rag, and the mask also fell off, revealing a very ordinary face.

Out of survival instinct, Isabella pressed her back to the cage in horror, as she looked like she was nothing more than an ordinary young woman, and in captivity, the soldier aiming her crossbow at hesitated.

Before he could ask his superiors for advice, there was the sound of neat military boots stomping on the floor at the door, and everyone put down their weapons and saluted, and Isabella guessed the identity of the visitor...... Maybe it's the commander of these soldiers, the captain or the major? Will he let me go?

However, the object of the soldiers' salute did not appear until a slender arm gently flicked away the soldiers standing in front of her and Isabella.

"Majesty!"

The crossbow-wielding soldier hastened back and bowed deeply.

Isabella heard the soldier's name, but her mind stopped turning, and the silver-gray pupils of the visitor attracted all her attention, and the mirror-like eyes seemed to shine with all her ugly original sin, and she was deeply frightened, and involuntarily avoided the beautiful eyes.

Her Majesty the Queen of Stannbrad bent down, put her hand into the cage, and lifted the squirrel doll, and Isabella looked at her secretly, but felt that she had never seen such a beautiful person, and she even began to worry that her dirty squirrel doll would stain the Queen's hands.

(Loria laughs and exclaims, "What a disgusting description, goosebumps are popping up...... Uh-huh!")

Isabella's story continues.

The queen didn't seem to notice Isabella's gaze at all, and just fiddled with the squirrel doll in her hand until she saw that there was something else in the cage, and then she focused her eyes on Isabella for a moment.

"He's very tall, so he can help me with an umbrella. ”

After saying that, Doracelia, the queen of Steinbrad at the time, stood up and turned to leave, and from beginning to end, she did not look at the strange devices in the real yàn room, and because of Isabella, who had received special treatment, the nearby room was saved from being torn down into a pile of rags.

This is the story of Isabella's encounter with her first owner.

"So treating you like air makes you happy?" Loria muttered, holding her head hit by the saucer, thinking that Isabella, who was very fragile at the time, might just need someone who didn't take anyone into her eyes at all.

Well, she got an alternative equality. (To be continued)

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