Cloud Thinking

Helia couldn't count how many times she had fallen into a coma and opened her eyes again. She felt like she had been in a quantum superposition state of being dizzy and waking up, waking up and dizzy, dizzy and waking up, waking up and dizzy again, in a state of neither dizzy nor waking.

After opening her eyes, the first thing she saw was Jepas's face. She immediately closed her eyes again. She would rather faint again than see this person.

Tsk! Bad luck!

"Sister, are you awake?" Jepas smiled and reached for Helia's hand that was hidden in the quilt. No one knew what was going on in his mind that he kept calling her "sister," which made Helia feel creepy all over.

Helia ignored him and pretended not to hear him, but the next second the sharp pain from her palm made her twitch. She had to open her eyes, forced a smile, turned her head to look at him, and agreed: "Yeah... awake..."

You bastard, try not to threaten me! You see, I will not pay any attention to you, little bastard!

"Sister, remember to respond to me in time. I don't like being ignored, and it's easy for me to misunderstand that my sister doesn't like me." Jepas took her hand and put it next to his face, forcing Helia to look over. Only then did she realize that Jepas was a little different from when they first met -

Um... got fat...?

It seems like she has gained a little weight... Her face used to be dry, but now it seems a lot rounder, and there is flesh on her cheeks. Although it feels as cold as a dead person, the soft feel is still nice.

She was quite good at finding joy in adversity, so even though the guy in front of her threatened her with her life, she was still in the mood to enjoy the soft touch of his cheek and even wanted to pinch it...

Because she was wondering whether Jepas had gained weight, she did not respond to him in time, and the crisp sound of bones cracking was heard. Helia's hand twitched unconsciously, and the severe pain from her knuckles instantly swept through her body.

"I...I...I was wondering if you've gained weight..." Helia gasped in pain, and in order to stop suffering, she quickly explained.

Jepas's face, which had just fallen, smiled again. He pressed the finger that had just been broken back into place. Helia fluttered like a fish washed ashore. She was in so much pain that she wanted to kick the guy next to her away. A thin layer of sweat soon appeared on her forehead.

"Princess sister sent a lot of food to the orphanage. We could only eat one meal a day before, and those were always dry dishes. Since you came, we have meat for three meals a day. It's hard not to gain weight!" Jepas said with a smile.

Putting aside the eyes of Jepas that were fixed on his prey and the way he threatened her with violence from time to time, he seemed to be playing this role very hard. She didn't understand why, but if you understood this perverted psychology, wouldn't you become a pervert too?

Helia laughed dryly twice, slowly sat up, and said with false concern: "Well...you, you are still growing up, so eat more..."

Jepas rushed over, hugged Helia's waist, buried his head in her abdomen, and said coquettishly: "Yeah! I know that my sister cares about me the most!"

Helia didn't know what expression to put on. Her expression changed again and again, and her face was about to cramp, but based on the basic qualities of an actor - OK, don't you like acting? Then I will risk my life to accompany you and act with you to your heart's content!

She gently placed one hand on Jepas' back and stroked it a few times, "Who made you the best boy? If not you, who else can I love?"

After saying this, Helia vomited violently in her heart. She was almost nauseated. She suppressed her nausea and said these words that went against her conscience. Fortunately, she could say them.

"Hehe!" Jepas raised his head from the quilt and grinned at Helia, showing his eight teeth, with an innocent smile.

"Sister, are you feeling unwell anywhere else?" he asked.

Only then did Helia notice that her injuries had been healed. The scratches from running barefoot on the ground, the injuries from breaking into the magic circle, the severe headache when the black fog attacked her sea of ​​consciousness, and the bloody wounds from crushing the image stone and being pierced by the fragments, were all gone!

She looked down at the palm of her hand. There was not even a scar left. Her head and heart no longer hurt. She could even say that she felt refreshed!

Moreover, her clothes were changed into loose and comfortable nightgown, and she seemed to have taken a shower. No wonder she felt dry when she woke up.

Um...how should I put it...this murderer...seems to be quite considerate and caring...?

"I feel good... Thank you..." Seeing that Jepas's face was getting darker and darker because she didn't reply, Helia hurriedly thanked him against her will.

Damn, if it wasn't for this guy, would she have been injured and treated like this? Damn! She was actually moved just now! I was speechless!

"You're welcome. After all, you are my most precious sacrifice. I can't let you get damaged in any way." Jepas smiled with his eyebrows curved, and Helia, who always liked little boys, couldn't help but feel moved after seeing it. But the words he said were so horrible that she gave up hope.

"Ahaha... How long have I slept? What time is it now?" Helia changed the subject and turned to look at the layout of the room she was in. She found that many oil lamps were lit inside, almost dispelling all the darkness. It was as bright as day, making Helia unable to determine the current time.

"Sister, you've been sleeping for a long time. I was so worried that you wouldn't wake up! I was thinking about how to wake you up!" Jepas said, "I've heard people say that you can never wake up someone who's pretending to be asleep. I was thinking, how is that possible? Unless the person is dead, or I have to chop off the person's fingers one by one, and the pain will wake him up!"

As he said this, Jepas was holding Helia's fingers and rubbing them carefully. It was estimated that when she was asleep, this guy was thinking about which finger to chop off first.

Seeing the unnatural look on Helia's face, he put his chin on her palm again and said with a smile: "Of course, I definitely don't want to chop off my sister's fingers. I don't even want you to get hurt."

"Sister is the most perfect and must be the most perfect."

At this moment, Helia realized belatedly that Jepas, Archbishop Wednesday, was treating her as a puppet.

Just like the Barbie doll she played with as a child, you can dress her up, control her hands and feet to do what you want, and you can do anything to her according to your imagination.

Qi Qi, do you want to make me into his doll?

Helia's hair stood on end.

Seeing that he was about to get angry again, she stared at him and said slowly, "How can there be a perfect person in the world, don't you think?"

"How could that be? My sister is the most perfect!" Jepas retorted. He turned over and sat on the bed, got close to Helia, grabbed a strand of hair on the side of her face, and said seriously, "My sister has hair as gorgeous and flamboyant as a red rose."

Then he touched Helia's eyes again, as if he was worried that he would hurt her, so he withdrew his hand and poked his red pupils with his fingers without fear of pain, "And a pair of sapphire blue eyes that anyone who sees them will find beautiful."

Then he touched her face with the back of his hand and said, "You are crowned as the brightest pearl of the Otis Empire and the blooming red rose. Your beauty is unmatched by others."

He looked deeply at Helia, the red in his eyes seemed to be ignited, revealing a hint of dangerous madness and fanatical love.

"Sister not only has an enviable beautiful appearance, but also has a rare firm and kind heart, a smart mind and a strong power to protect."

"You are the most perfect person I have ever met."

Helia: Although I would be happy if someone praised me, but... I really can't be happy at all right now! Damn, I met a real lunatic this time...

And me? Kind? Are you sure? I don’t dare to establish this character! I don’t dare to get close to “kindness”! I will be scolded to death! At most, I can be close to “hypocrisy”!

After hearing his "groundless" compliments, Helia suddenly thought of someone - the heroine of the original novel, Starley. She seemed to fit the description of Sunday:

She has beautiful long golden hair and sapphire eyes. Compared with Helia, she looks more like Claude, and more like a princess of the royal family of the Otis Empire. Moreover, she is kind, beautiful and generous. She is exactly the perfect person that Qiqi mentioned!

But the heroine has not appeared yet, and she is not sure where the other party is. The original work simply dismissed it with a sentence like "She was raised by Earl Henry before entering the palace."

If Starley's outward features were particularly obvious - blonde hair and blue eyes, typical characteristics of royal blood, then if she went out frequently, she would definitely be noticed by others. However, as described in the original work, Starley only appeared in front of the world on the day of Helia's eighteenth birthday party.

Therefore, there is a high probability that she is currently being kept by Earl Henry in some remote mountain area, and she is hidden very well anyway.

But... why was a princess hidden? And why did he have to bring her out at Helia's eighteenth birthday party? What did Earl Henry want to do?

The original novel had a lot of plot holes, but everyone cared more about how Starley got to know each other, fell in love with a handsome young man, so these plot holes were not filled until the end. When Helia first came through and recalled the plot, she almost fainted from anger.

So, should we use the unborn Starley as a shield now...?

After hesitating for a moment, Helia sighed and said slowly: "Actually, I have killed many people. I am not kind at all. You seem to have misunderstood."

Helia felt the need to defend herself. Her instinct told her that she should never become the so-called perfect sacrifice in the other party's eyes, otherwise she would end up in a miserable state. So she had to find a way to discredit herself and describe herself in a way that the other party didn't like.

"I am also very selfish, greedy, stupid, stingy, arrogant, aloof, and conceited. I am definitely not the perfect person you imagine. You have found the wrong person."

In the end, she still didn't choose to push Stella out as a scapegoat. First of all, she wasn't sure how killing the heroine before the plot line started would mess up the world line. If the butterfly flapped its wings and destroyed the world, she would be blamed for it.

Besides, she didn't hate Starley. She still liked the heroine very much and didn't mind becoming good sisters with her.

The last and most important reason is that Qi Qi may not be interested in Starley. Even if he pushes her out, she will still stare at him. It will be useless, so what's the point of saying anything!

"How can you say that? Sister is willing to help us, so she is the best and kindest person to us!" However, Jepas disagreed, and said with an expression that said, "No matter what you say, I have already decided on you." What else could Helia say? She could only admit defeat.

Maybe it's her fate that she always attracts these weird and spooky things. She hasn't done anything wrong, and all she did was just to save her life, but she is still targeted by these unlucky things. She has already accepted it.

At this time, Helia's stomach growled loudly at an inopportune time. She felt awkward for some reason, but it had been almost a whole day since she was kidnapped. She had not eaten much at the dinner so as not to show off her belly, so it was normal for her to be hungry now.

Jepas covered his mouth and laughed twice, then took Helia's hand and tried to lead her out of bed, "Since sister is hungry, let's go eat together."

Only after sitting down at the dining table did Helia retract her surprised gaze that had been fixed on her all the way. The reason was simple: this place was built magnificently and elegantly, quite similar to the underground palace she had seen before. Even the tableware was made of pure gold. This level of luxury made her, a princess of the Otis Empire, feel ashamed.