Fortunately, the "Blue Fatty" (Doraemon) kept backups of everything. Given that the data and memory texts he provided were well-grounded and logical, Curze was—begrudgingly—convinced.
However, she still looked incredibly displeased. While her killing intent toward the Blue Fatty had dissipated, she remained full of malice toward Bruce. If Curze had cherished Bruce like a treasure before, he was now no different from trash in her eyes; she looked as if she wanted to give him a few more kicks.
"That... that's how it happened..." Bruce said, kneeling on the floor in a submissive manner. "I only joined recently. These scripts and the memories designed to weaken El'Jonson's consciousness were all provided by the Blue Fatty. I'm truly innocent!"
"Oh? Is that so?" Curze sipped her red tea, dismissively pointing out the core issue. "Then why were you having so much fun playing along?!"
"It's just human nature..." Bruce laughed nervously, trying to gloss it over.
In response, he received only Curze's cold, indifferent gaze. Bruce's smile froze; he lowered his head and didn't dare utter another word.
"Um... Lord Curze..." The Blue Fatty tried to smooth things over. "Before Old Wang joined, El'Jonson had no memory of you in her mind. It was only at his suggestion that I added you in."
"Hmm?" Hearing this, Curze's grumpy face finally softened. She asked curiously, "And why did you add me?"
"To close the loopholes. You and Lord El'Jonson are siblings. If she woke up without any memories of her relationship with you, all our previous efforts would be for naught. But if we include your existence in her memories beforehand and set up a defined identity, that problem is solved."
"I see..." Curze nodded.
"Of course, the image of this 'sister' could have been anyone. It was only because Old Wang insisted that you were included."
"Oh? And why was that?" Curze asked, curious once more.
"Because Old Wang said..." The Blue Fatty turned to look at Bruce, who was already covering his face.
For Bruce, this moment was nothing short of a public execution. Such terrifying interrogation techniques—as expected of Curze! I finally understand why everyone fears this monster!
"He said he hoped you could participate in such a fun activity, otherwise, it would be too unfair to you," the Blue Fatty answered honestly.
"Ahem!" Curze paused after hearing that. She quickly handed her teacup to Sevatar, who was standing nearby, and cleared her throat.
"Fine. I'll let you off this once. If you mess around like this again without reporting it, I'll paint your hands red and exile you!"
In the Night Lords Legion, a sinner's hands (the gauntlets of their power armor) would be painted red as a mark of shame, indicating their guilt. For an Astartes who valued honor, such a punishment was worse than death.
"Yes... I was wrong..." Bruce admitted his mistake obediently.
What else could he do? Although this Primarch had become quite unreasonable, Bruce had no leverage. His power stemmed from the Primarch; his position as "Acting Commander" was ultimately a fragile one.
"Then continue! I want to see exactly how you two are going to torture my Big Brother!" Curze said, suddenly becoming excited. My two powerful subordinates will surely bring my Big Brother some unexpected surprises!
"Do we really have to?" Bruce stood up, covering his face in resistance. This is definitely still a punishment! Absolutely!
To Bruce, Curze was special. She wasn't just his Gene-Sires—a mother-like figure—but the "Remilia" persona was also his first crush. Playing a "lewd game" in front of a woman who held such a dual identity... it was pure social suicide! Just thinking about it made him want to curl his toes so hard he'd break his power armor boots.
"That's an order!" Curze crossed her arms and commanded, "Sit me on your lap! Hurry up! Let me see how you torture my Big Brother!"
"Yes..." Bruce didn't dare disobey. He picked Curze up, sat down, and adjusted his posture for the "game" before resuming the editing of El'Jonson's memories.
Now, back to the initial question. Who should he "fire" at? Out of respect for the person physically present and his own moral compass regarding children, he decided to...
"Hmm?" Curze watched as Bruce prepared to choose the "Saber" option and let out a warning grunt like a "Wogua" (displeased frog).
"Lord Sevatar, I'll leave this choice to you. I... I really..."
Beep—
Sevatar chose the first option without hesitation.
With a few high-frequency flashes on the screen, the "sauce" from the "chicken roll" splattered all over Remilia's face.
"?" Bruce's expression shifted from internal conflict to pure horror. He looked at the expressionless Maid Commander in disbelief. Hey! Lord Sevatar, do you know what you're doing? You're breaking the law! This is disrespect toward the Primarch!
"If it were me, that's the choice I'd make," Sevatar said, offering little explanation. Because... I want to see the young mistress get messy. It's quite cute.
"..." Bruce looked at Sevatar's seemingly calm but clearly "off" expression. He subconsciously hugged Curze tighter and silently turned back to the screen. It's okay, Father! I will protect you!
"Hahaha! That's what I wanted to see! Well done, you blue round-headed tanuki! I want to see my Big Brother humiliated! Violated! Tortured!" Curze, completely unaware of the underlying subtext, cheered like a bloodthirsty spectator.
"I... Sigh!" The Blue Fatty started to say something but ultimately just sighed.
The memory implantation continued. The secret chamber was filled with Curze's cheerful laughter. Since joining the Great Crusade, she had never been this happy. Even if that happiness was built entirely upon the suffering of El'Jonson.
"Speaking of which." Curze, leaning against Bruce's chest, suddenly remembered something. She had come here to find the "Newbie," and the Newbie had been summoned by the blue round-headed tanuki. So...
"Why did you call the Newbie here? Just to torture my Big Brother?" Curze asked.
"Of course not." The Blue Fatty suddenly remembered too. He slapped his thigh. "I almost forgot! A few Dark Angels escaped and managed to break in here. I subdued them and was going to ask Old Wang how to handle them."
Who would have thought that a single slap from Bruce would trigger a "Gala Game" mode and make the Blue Fatty forget such an important matter.
"What? Intruders? And you're fine?!"
Wait... I can take you down in a second if I get close, but when the Dark Angels break in, you're perfectly fine? You even subdued them? What kind of sci-fi movie is this?
"I'm fine!" The Blue Fatty didn't see the problem.
"..." Bruce, Curze, and Sevatar looked at each other, their faces filled with disbelief.
"Aiyee! You don't believe me? Come! Let me show you what I caught!" Feeling underestimated, the Blue Fatty hopped off his chair and stomped toward a nearby stage curtain, pulling it open with a flourish.
Five or six young girls with cat-ear features were tied up neatly on the floor with [Binding Light Hoops]. Their mouths were sealed with [Auto-Mouth Seals], restricting both their movement and their voices.
Just as they regained their sight and prepared to self-destruct to take their enemies with them, the scene before them caused their pupils to shrink in shock, instantly draining their will to fight.
The... The Lion? Why! How could you fall so far into depravity!
No! I don't want to see this!!!
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