At the peak of Russell's anger, fear, and obsession, a curtain of light flashed in front of Russell's eyes.

This is certainly not some kind of system cheat.

Rather, it was the chip in the back of his head that detected the possibility of his emotional overload and alerted him.

[Emotional overload detected possible, warning.] Please take a deep breath】

[Warning, if emotional overload occurs, it may lead to sudden fainting]

[Please be careful to maintain the psychological safety of yourself and others, and contact the Psychotherapy Association if you have any needs.] Detected that you are about to land, the nearest psychiatrist is: Dr. White, 13KM southeast, contact information is ......]

Russell's mind swiped to the right, canceling all the notices.

Only the emotional overload warning in his field of vision flickered constantly, and the relaxing soft music sounded in his ears—it was the piano sound of Gavotte music.

Bad Day, who crossed his legs, looked at Russell in silence, tilting his head to think about something.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and Russell closed his eyes.

"Self-Emotional Control" is a compulsory course for all majors in every university, and Russell's score on this exam is S.

Soon, the faint green glow that pulsed in his eyes faded.

Bad Day then continued to speak: "I don't know. But I have a conjecture.

"All four members joined the organization thirty years ago, and all of them are important support personnel, hidden on different islands, and living different lives. If you want to find commonalities among these four members, they have only one person in common.

"That's your father. The man with the code name 'Bishop', my former teacher.

"Twenty years ago, he betrayed the Tower of Babel and betrayed the Cyber Church. With the destruction of the only precious historical materials as a form of surrender, he was sheltered by ampoule biomedical. His whereabouts are unknown.

"—although there is no evidence, I doubt him. I was suspicious of him all the time. ”

The white-haired dog, who took Samoyed as his spiritual relative, looked at Russell and said word by word: "Since you have betrayed once, why can't you do it again?" ”

Russell was silent for a few seconds, then looked up again at Bad Day.

As his thoughts flowed, he understood the bad day and the purpose of Babel's visit.

It's an exam. It is a one-time use.

At the same time, it is also an invitation.

As Bad Day said, Russell was different from his mother...... He has a chip.

Not only that, but he also graduated from the most formal university, and his graduate supervisor was the dean of the School of Information Security and Intelligence Control, and a technical executive of Sogo Group. His interpersonal relationships are clear and clean and able to stand up to any investigation.

And this clean identity is one's own value.

and invitations to participate in revenge and join the Order.

Otherwise, even if the mother is a member of the Tower of Babel, Bad Day is not obliged to explain so much to herself.

"So," Russell whispered, "why should I join you?" ”

"Are you going to force me? Or is it some lofty idea to convince me? Or is it a lucrative reward to tempt me? Or is it simply some kind of obligation engraved on blood ties? ”

"Nothing."

To Russell's surprise, Bad Day did not hesitate to answer the question.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly: "Because you are the child of the 'doctor'...... Although there are traces of that man, there is no doubt that he is a good boy.

"In that case, it's not us who came to you. It's that sooner or later you'll come to us.

"Until then......"

Bad day in this gradually hypoxic environment, but there is no discomfort.

He tossed the frosting teacup behind him. Threw his used cup through the notch in the glass.

He just chuckled and said, "I hope you haven't forgotten that there's a gangster on top of this empty boat."

"—take your sword and go. It is a psionic weapon, and even if you don't have awakened psionic power, as long as you have the qualifications, you can exert enough power to easily cut off the head of a young boy like you. This can conceal the fact that you have awakened your psionic powers. Any emotion, as long as it is strong enough, can stimulate it. ”

"But I don't know how to use a sword."

Russell felt compelled to make this clear to Bad Day, and he took a deep breath and whispered, "I've never fought anyone with a weapon. ”

In his past life and in this life, Russell never even fought with anyone. Not to mention killing with a sword.

Bad Day just nodded: "I know." But don't be afraid, because I'll help you. ”

"It's going to use the previous ......."

Russell realized something.

Bad Day was planning to let himself swing his sword in front of the captain, and he would use his psionic energy to kill him in the air.

…… What a deceitful double reed is this.

Russell's brow furrowed.

But Bad Day nodded: "Yes."

"Let's go. The guy was still in the captain's room, and if he found out that his accomplices were all dead, and he couldn't escape, he might be able to do something to the captain. In that case, the passengers of this empty boat may be in danger. ”

Looking at Russell, Bad Day raised his eyebrows and asked playfully: "You don't ask me, a wanted criminal who will inevitably be sentenced to death once he is caught, and when he can leave safely at any time, he must appear in front of people openly to kill the hijacker and save everyone, right?" ”

“…… Of course not. ”

Russell took another deep breath: "I'm not the kind of guy who is good at being generous. ”

"That's good."

Bad Sun smiled, and reached out to pull Russell, who was getting more and more dizzy from the lack of oxygen, gasping for breath, and his hands were so cold that he was a little blue and purple, from the ground.

Feeling Russell's cold body temperature, Bad Day raised his eyebrows in surprise.

…… Would you rather be frozen like this and endure the lack of oxygen, but also ask everything you want to ask?

But he didn't say anything at this time, just helped Russell, who was dizzy, cold, and a little weak in his legs, to the door of the room, and after opening the door, he ruthlessly pushed Russell into the corridor.

Bad Day faced the storm that roared like a ghost when he opened the door, and with the same smile on his face as always, he waved his hand at Russell and closed the door again.

The warm air in the hallway, under Russell's now icy body, has become as hot as if he had immersed his hands in hot water in winter. His right hand, which was holding the dagger, was so stiff that he couldn't even let go.

Russell pursed his unusually dry and cold lips and took a big breath of fresh air.

It took almost half a minute for Russell to finally recover.

There is still some hair in front of me...... But he couldn't wait.

Once the gangsters are sure that they are cornered, the lives of the hundreds of people on top of the entire empty boat may be in danger.

He felt his heart pounding......

And not just because of the lack of oxygen...... It's even more because of the nervousness.

The opposite side has a firearm, and he only has a mediocre short sword.

The spiritual energy he had just awakened seemed to only be able to be used for sneak attacks. His legs were already weak, and it was impossible to fight against firearms.

Their plan is simple. It is to make Russell appear in front of people and pretend to fight each other. And Bad Day will use his bizarre swordsmanship that can cross space to behead the gangsters in the captain's room across a corridor. If the bad day deceives you, or something happens, or you simply run away early...... Then without the help of the bad day, Russell would surely die.

But.

This is not Russell's only way out.

Since Bad Day doesn't die from falling airships or other reasons, and he doesn't worry about being blocked here, he must have a way to escape from here before the airship lands.

If you don't want to beg him, for the sake of his mother's face, Russell believes that he will definitely take him with him.

100% probability, just let yourself live.

Or risk being killed by the opponent instantly...... Let everyone live together.

"—come and be a hero, Russell."

The sound of the bad day sounded in Russell's ears like an auditory hallucination.

"I'll go to your dad's......"

Russell gritted his teeth and couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

He finally understood what Bad Day meant.

As long as he appears in front of people, in the sighting of others, with the assistance of Bad Day, kills the only gangster left...... Then the three people who died in his room in the same way would rightfully become his merit.

Russell, who obviously doesn't know any swordsmanship and has never killed anyone, will become a "hero" in such a daze.

An incomparably false hero. A phantom that can be broken at the first poke.

…… He was scared.

Russell was really scared.

Afraid that he would be killed directly by a nervous gangster, afraid that the captain would die in the battle and the airship would fall, afraid that he would mess up and leave a hidden danger for the future, afraid that the bad day would deceive him and leave secretly.

Hundreds of lives – and their own safety. Thinking selfishly, maybe there will be happiness in your future.

Retreat, defeat, betrayal...... Any mistake will lead to a tragedy in different forms.

The tremendous psychological pressure made Russell's fingers numb, his legs limp, his breathing short, and his cheeks crimson.

His heart was beating violently, and he could even hear his own heartbeat and feel the vibration of his chest very clearly.

Why me?

But......

For some reason, he couldn't turn a blind eye to it.

Russell clenched his dagger and staggered to the captain's room.

As he rushed on the way, the siren sounded.

His heart tightened.

…… Are you late?

The airboat suddenly shook and tilted violently - Russell, whose legs were still a little soft, was thrown to the wall on the other side by inertia.

Pain interrupted Russell's thoughts, but it also brought him to his senses.

Without waiting for the airboat to regain its balance, nor for himself to calm down and regain his ability to stand upright, Russell did not hesitate to climb up on the ground by holding on to the wall. Holding the closed doors of the first class cabins with his hands, he moved step by step to the captain's quarters.

It's less than a hundred meters, but it seems so long.

Finally.

Russell silently gasped violently and silently stood at the door of the captain's room, clenching the short sword.

- Then, the sound of the bolt of the gun was heard very clearly.