Girls' Frontline: My Apocalypse with Dolls

Luo Fan turned around, his expression somewhat cold: "I must remind you first to be mindful of your status and not to show hostility to anyone, otherwise I might not be able to protect you, after all..."

Although the girls don't know what happens next, Morido's behavior in the story is enough to make them want to kill her a hundred times over. Not to mention that she has come here from a different world, and seeing her enemy makes them even more furious.

You might wake up one day to find Morido with a dozen bullet holes in her forehead...

"Are you worried about me?"

"I'm not kidding. They could hold back against Gray, but you're different. Don't you even think about what you've done since then..."

"That's true. The Rebellion Squad, the AR Squad, and the Ironblood Factory are all here. I really can't get any advantage from them, but..."

She paused, then lifted her foot and walked towards Luo Fan, her eyes filled with the greedy and vicious look of a viper spotting its delicious prey.

The approaching clicks of high heels made Luo Fan's breathing slightly erratic. The oppressive feeling brought on by stereotypes made Luo Fan begin to fear the dangerous woman in front of him. Morido getting so close to him couldn't be anything good...

He wanted to back away, but the door was right behind him; he had nowhere to retreat...

He could feel himself sweating profusely, and he watched as Morido's raised hand drew closer and closer to him, hovering in the void of darkness, gleaming with a barely perceptible cold light.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the cold glint did not come from her small, delicate palm, but from a sharp, black object extending from Morido's collar.

The mechanical exoskeleton she wore—a symbol of her Nieto identity and a tool for combat—moved in unison with her, slowly approaching...

Finally, the hand touched Luo Fan's cheek; it wasn't cold, but had the same warmth as a human's...

But Lovan knew that it was just Nieto simulating human body temperature, even though Nieto himself was modified from a human.

"You are all alone now..."

When the environment is quiet enough, people may experience the illusion of tinnitus, but Morito's gentle voice breaks this illusion.

Her movements weren't rough, which made Luo Fan feel that she... was more like sensing something.

He dared not breathe, the blade slicing across his face, its coldness matching the color of its material, allowing the plague of fear to spread through him.

But the blade only grazed Luo Fan's face, catching a drop of sweat from his forehead.

"......?" Luo Fan couldn't understand what she was trying to do.

But what happened next shocked Luo Fan even more.

She brought the blade to her lips and slowly took it in, the gentle movement of the blade suggesting she was licking the sweat from its surface...

Luo Fan couldn't discern any emotion from that beautiful face.

A forced smile, a beautiful face—this is the perfect disguise for Morido, the venomous spider.

She seemed to have tasted enough; she licked her lips, as if the actual result was somewhat disappointing...

"It's salty, but I prefer the taste of blood, although I don't have that preference."

Is sweat still sweet...?

But this was clearly not within Morido's considerations; she was simply enjoying the process.

When the brief experience ended, she finally distanced herself from the somewhat bewildered man, returning the freedom that had rightfully belonged to him. Now, that smile clearly proclaimed to someone that her scheme had succeeded.

Luo Fan wiped the spot where the sweat had been removed, looking uncomfortable. "Are you satisfied now?"

"Well, but you still have many interesting aspects that attract me, so this kind of thing, maybe in the future..."

"...I hope you can survive under their control."

Luo Fan didn't know what to say, nor did he dare to say anything. He could only pretend that nothing had happened and silently opened the door behind him, like a child who had been bullied by a delinquent girl but dared not utter a sound.

But this scene only amused Morido. Opportunities to observe Griffin's commander at such close range were rare. She could study why Griffin and the Sangvis Ferri androids were so loyal to him.

After opening the door, the two slowed their pace and entered the room.

MDR resolved the situation quickly. After the two returned to their room, she settled Helian in and then went to sleep with her. If you listened carefully, you could even hear their soft snoring...

"Shh..."

Luo Fan patted Morido on the shoulder, indicating that she should get into bed first.

"???"

"You sleep inside, I'll sleep outside, in case you've never slept in a human bed before and you roll off."

Luo Fan conveyed his thoughts to the other party through lip movements.

"That works too," she nodded.

Even though she became more free to do as she pleased, it didn't mean that Moriarty lacked basic emotional intelligence. When she climbed into bed, she deliberately reduced the size of her movements so as not to disturb the two people who were fast asleep.

In the past, she would never have cared about these things, because no one dared to question her like that.

Luo Fan felt much more at ease, worried that she might kick the MDR stockings and tear the seam...

Since there were no suitable pajamas available, Morido had no choice but to sleep in this black office lady uniform, or at worst, take off her suit jacket and unbutton her shirt.

I specifically chose a style that would show off my figure, but now it seems a bit too tight.

But Luo Fan paid no attention to the scene around him. He simply took off his coat, covered his head with it, and then remained motionless.

"To be able to sleep so soundly with your former enemy right beside you, I must say, you're truly something else."

She had unbuttoned her shirt completely, but the person who should have witnessed this spectacular sight had gone to sleep to pursue something even more beautiful...

That's just who he is. People who dream don't necessarily pursue beauty, but people who pursue beauty always like to dream...

He was always surrounded by a group of people, who did not passively obey like Nieto, but followed him from the bottom of their hearts.

His children yearn for beauty, and he is their ideal of beauty, but in reality, the beauty he pursues is only for them...

278. Pursuit: Past or Future?

Morido was stunned, as if, compared to Griffin's tactical dolls, their blindly obeyed so-called "father" was nothing but a bubble, and what was reflected in that bubble was merely a beautiful image in their own imagination...

They were like a cigarette; once it's finished, you can give up. They were forced to accept this fate, without the will to resist, and unable to resist...

P.S.: For a better reading experience, it is recommended to listen to "Passing By" by Yiruma below.

"Perhaps, we are the complete losers..."

Is it wise to be loyal to one's father, and how much better is it to die on the road of pursuing illusory dreams?

The former is a meaningless death, but the latter, at least before she died, was able to spend a fairly easy and happy time, and when she died, she was able to close her eyes with a smile on her face.

They also possess a cross-generational advantage, making this an era in which they can achieve great things!

But she has already passed away peacefully, with a smile on her face; only when one is not troubled by thoughts can one have a clear and sweet dream like a baby.

She quietly shifted her position, moving closer to him, and savoring everything she could feel.

Let it go, may I fall into a deep sleep every night bathed in the warmth of "love"...

......

Some people fall asleep, and others wake up, regardless of time zones, right beside them.

Mercury Rose and Nemokin, who had been living peacefully for several days, both woke up in the middle of the night and left the room in their pajamas.

They returned to the bar in silence and found the white-haired woman drinking alone.

The two sisters exchanged a glance, then walked towards the bar.

Nemokin took two brand-new glasses from the bar and poured the still-empty bottle of vodka into them.

Mrs. Grey certainly noticed the third party's movements, but she simply didn't pay any attention to them.

but......

“I hope the Nieto cadre signal just now was an error response from my system, Gray.”

Nemokin's attitude was no longer polite; anyone could hear the dissatisfaction in her pleasant voice...

After taking the last sip of her drink, Mrs. Grey gave a chilling sneer: "You know, Nemokin, there's a strict hierarchy in Nieto too. To prevent any issues with the efficiency of mission handover, the system for verifying the identities of superiors and subordinates is absolutely flawless."

"Let me guess, it's an annoying guy..." Mercury Rose slowly swirled her glass, perhaps trying to sober up, but the vodka was so pure, was there any need to sober it up?

Although they no longer served Paradis, these words still touched a nerve with Mrs. Grey.

"Mind your place, Mercury Rose. Your teacher is superior to you."

"So what? This isn't Paradis. The issue of positions has long been distorted, and the opera of yesterday that belonged to us has already ended."

Although they are almost identical, if it were in the past, Grey would have definitely grabbed Mercury Rose by the neck.

However, it must be admitted that Mercury Rose was right...

The positions have changed. Nieto's original ranking system is meaningless in front of this Griffin commander. Even Morido is not necessarily much better than Adeline.

Seeing that Lady Grey had tacitly agreed, Mercury Rose became even more contemptuous: "Wake up, Grey. We owe everything we have today to him. Without Paradis, what else could you do but serve him wholeheartedly... or do you think the rewards he has given you are not enough for you to give your all?"

These words upset Grey, so she poured herself another full glass of vodka and drank it all in one gulp.

After a fiery shock, her delicate eyebrows were now furrowed in fury.

"Is he... worth all this?"

"Of course!"

Before Mrs. Grey could finish speaking, she was forcefully interrupted by the two sisters.

Nemokin said, "We were already dead. He gave us a second life and freed us from that empty gilded cage!"

"Even without him, you would have died on that sewage-filled road sooner or later, and no one would have remembered you. Your body wouldn't even have been able to return to the earth's embrace. But here, you can do whatever you want, pursue the love or knowledge you crave, meet more interesting people or things, and then be remembered by your friends when you die. In Paradis, your death is just the disappearance of a signal from Nieto!"

Mercury Rose was clearly more excited, and her fanatical enthusiasm resurfaced.

These words, along with the vodka, assaulted Mrs. Grey's mind, and the turmoil grew stronger. For the first time, Mrs. Grey felt lost.

This period of time, a few months—it's not short—was she happy? Yes, she was truly happy. She had never felt life so easy, never seen such a clear and beautiful sea, never tasted such abundant food and wine according to her own preferences. All she had was the false kindness she had to accept when Nieto was playing someone else...

Most importantly, she had never experienced the feeling of loving or being loved. Not only Lovan, but also Adeline, who was just a low-level Nito, but always relied on her. Gradually, the Nito developed a sense of dependence, or even... feelings.

She couldn't describe the feeling in more detail, but after searching through a vast amount of vocabulary and definitions related to human emotions, she found the closest matching word...

Named Motherhood...

Or perhaps she was insulting the word; she couldn't fully understand it, but she could tell that it was a great emotion.

To put it more simply, she was no longer a helpless Nieto who cared about nothing but her mission...

She was no longer numb. The past and the future caused her immense pain. She was still torn between Nieto and her identity, but she also longed for the future promised by Lovan. Should she continue to stand in the decaying scorched earth, or look up at a future whose existence was uncertain?

But isn't the future unknowable?

The effects of alcohol were too strong, nearly shattering her reason. She wanted to tear everything apart to clear her head, but felt powerless.

"Grey, forget about Paradis, this is our future..."

Nemokin said this.

......

Does she have tinnitus?

The tense atmosphere had vanished, leaving only sorrow and emptiness...

"Grey?" Nemokin was worried about Grey's condition. She covered her eyes, leaned over the table, and seemed to be deep in thought...

279 Whose bed is this?

Mercury Rose took a bottle of white wine from the wine cabinet and poured it into Mrs. Grey's empty glass.

"Forget the past, Gray. We can never go back, and we never want to. What's wrong with this place compared to that gilded cage?"

Isn't that right? Compared to Paradis, every day they spend here is incredibly relaxing. They don't have to rush around for missions, they don't have to bow down to anyone, and they don't have to act as rulers. Here, they are just ordinary girls, just like they imagined.

But as soon as she finished speaking, both sisters heard a series of hurried breaths, and the rest of Mercury Rose's words were stuck in her throat...

A ripple spread across the clear white liquor, bringing a salty taste that shouldn't have been there. But it was eventually washed away by the surging power of the liquor, disappearing without a trace. Just like the women of the past, everything they did was for "Father's" ideals. Their own troubles were meaningless to anyone else; they had to keep them to themselves. Just like this glass of liquor, such a negligible salty taste, utterly meaningless to a glass of strong white liquor...

In the end, Nemokin stood up, took Mercury Rose's hand, and walked towards the stairs.

Before leaving, Nemokin whispered, "Grey, I believe you will make the right choice, not just for you, but also for him and for Ti. Following him will be good for everyone. He needs your talent, and his reward is a redemption that negates our painful past."

She only nodded in response, without saying anything...

"Ugh......"

The two sisters left the bar without even hearing footsteps.

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