Alien Executioner

Anya just remembered that she forgot to ask her what the prototype was. She found that the Shang people seemed to be based on some kind of animal, mostly marine species.

"Deagus is a giant octopus, what are you?"

"Why should I tell you?"

Ronnie hummed and stepped on the accelerator. The Maybach started reluctantly, slowly drove out of Gongguan Square and into the traffic.

The traffic policeman lowered his head in surprise. He had never seen such a slow car that could block traffic on its own.

"Goldfish? Or seaweed? Or some kind of plankton." Anya guessed on her own.

"It could also be a sea urchin. You look like you get mad easily."

"Are my original forms all of these low-level species?" Loni protested.

"You don't look like a shark..."

"Okay, I know. You are a little mouse." Anya added, this time turning her head to look at the scenery outside the window.

Ronnie shuddered. She suddenly realized that her secrets were completely exposed to Naya. This guy obviously knew everything but still asked again, which was quite provocative.

Four hours later, the Maybach reversed into the parking line, and the person who came out was no longer Anya, but An Ran in casual clothes.

There was a small cafe across the street. An Ran walked across the street and bought a cup of coffee. Someone had already occupied a secluded spot in the corner and was waiting.

An Ran put down the coffee.

Sitting opposite me was Ottilia. Her Royal Highness the Princess had the same cold expression as always and her clothes were not particularly fancy. She looked no different from an ordinary passerby.

"I went to the Countermeasures Bureau to handle some matters, so I came in late."

He was the first to explain and raised his hand to signal the waiter to bring a new cup of coffee. The coffee in front of Ottilia was already cold. She must have been waiting for a long time.

This time it was rare. There was no resentment in Her Royal Highness's eyes. She was not dissatisfied with An Ran's lateness. She was also prepared that he would not keep the appointment.

"I just want to talk to you." The princess went straight to the point.

"It's already five o'clock, it's a bit late, do you want to go somewhere else?" An Ran looked at his watch and raised his head and said, "I know a very good restaurant. If we can make a reservation now, it's still in time. We may talk about what happened last night for a long time."

"No, that's not it."

"If you still don't give up on the engagement, we have nothing to talk about."

"Nya..." Otilia prepared enough courage, but she retreated at this moment.

An Ran frowned, looking puzzled.

Otilia sighed and did not choose to express it directly. She said quietly:

"I've had a few dreams about Naya. To be precise, it's a secret, but I can't be sure what's in the dream." Guilt

She watched the man's reaction, but nothing came of it.

"I see. You're not sure if the secret you saw in your dream is true, so you came to me for confirmation." An Ran stirred the coffee with a spoon, looking thoughtful.

"I'm not familiar with Naya, so you've got the wrong person. I can't give you any meaningful answers that can provide reference." (

"You were in that dream, too."

"I think you really love me. If there is something about me that attracts you, you can really change it." An Ran sighed, "Go on, about your dream, but you have to know that it is just a dream.")

"Forget it, I've found the answer I wanted." The princess was silent for a few seconds, picked up the coffee, and said, "You're right, it was just a dream, there's no point in understanding it in depth."

There is no point in thinking about some things openly. If the other party does not admit it, there is nothing you can do. Thinking too hard will only make you miserable.

Even if the dream was real, so what? The man only needs to say it was a dream to get over it.

"After you finish your coffee, go out for a walk." An Ran finished his coffee and signaled the waiter to pay the bill.

"I want to learn more about this city before I leave. You might be a good guide. Tonight is my chance."

"I thought so too." Ottilia nodded and stood up.

It was already dark outside, but the flow of people on the street continued unabated. The combination of the gorgeous lights and the cold night scene was very romantic. Many girls and boys held hands and felt each other. Couples were the most indispensable part of this scene. The ground was also icy and slippery.

An Ran stood at the door of the cafe and subconsciously exhaled, looking at the white mist floating in the air.

This was Naya’s favorite thing to do in the past, standing alone in the night with only this breath of white air to accompany him.

He rubbed his hands and suddenly smiled. In fact, he was not that cold, but Naya's incomprehensible personality suddenly made him do so.

As if wanting to review something.

He and Ottilia walked along the street. Both of them preferred silence, and gradually moved away from the commercial street.

The roadside was empty and there were not many people. Looking back, one could only see dim lights. Although it was just a walk, in fact, they were just walking forward along the road. Ottilia was not a tour guide, but followed behind him. The hustle and bustle of the city gradually faded away, and everyone had their own thoughts.

"You've actually been to District 3 before."

An Ran spoke to break the silence, his voice calm and without any ripples, it was indeed a question.

"I was very young at that time, and I wanted to see what kind of boy I would be engaged to and whether he was the same as every man I came into contact with." Ottilia said softly.

"I am a princess. The life of a princess is not what people imagine. I have witnessed many dirty things since I was a child. At that time, I always thought that adults were monsters who would do anything for profit. Women and men just have different ways."

"When training future heirs, families will always instill in them power-minded thinking such as strength," An Ran agreed.

"I knew more at that time. I knew that engagements were actually something that adults had to fulfill. But adults were monsters with ulterior motives, so children would become monsters when they grew up, and I was no exception." Otilia continued, "I wanted to know if that boy was special. In fact, I was very unwilling to live the life that was arranged for me."

"My memory of meeting you when I was a child is actually very vague. I can only vaguely remember that there was indeed such a lost girl."

The two fell silent again and walked onto the pedestrian bridge. Vehicles were passing under the bridge and there were silent street lights on the roadside.

They stopped and stood on the bridge, looking at the glittering commercial district in the distance, with occasional passers-by passing by behind them.

"You don't actually remember it at all, do you?"

Ottilia asked softly. An Ran looked over and saw the woman's gaze looking into the distance, which was farther beyond the commercial district. Her eyes were no longer cold, as if she was reminiscing calmly.

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"Well, I don't remember it anymore." An Ran looked at the blurry lights in the distance.

The man did not deny it, but admitted it openly. It seemed that he had lied a lot in the past, and his lies had been exposed so many times that he could not even blush or feel nervous.

Ottilia smiled slightly. It turned out that this man admitted it so easily and never made any excuses because he didn't care at all.

He couldn't remember the lost girl he brought home when he was a child. His world had never had room for anyone else, and the world in his heart only contained himself.

The moment she got the answer, Ottilia's eyes were lost and all her hopes were shattered, but she still had to smile just to respond to the boy's promise.

In my memory, the boy was as timid as a kitten, yet brave enough to show a discerning smile to another cat.

"Are you lonely? We can be friends, as long as you don't mind."

"Smile more. My sister told me not to be sad all the time. Sadness is the most terrible enemy of loneliness..."

It turns out that the boy who hid behind his sister like a kitten has really grown up. Isn't it enough for the boy to keep the words he said to the girl in his memory? There is no such thing as forever in this world. Those are just words of encouragement and comfort. As a princess, shouldn't she see through human nature? Why is she still stubborn?

Even if... he admitted everything, even if he admitted that he was Naya now, what would it matter? They were destined not to be together.

There were no pedestrians on the pedestrian bridge anymore, and the cold wind blew, making her more awake than ever before.

"I'm sorry, maybe what I said in the past caused you to misunderstand." An Ran lowered his head and lit a cigarette.

The next second, Ottilia grabbed An Ran's collar viciously and pushed him against the overpass railing.

His eyes were cold and fierce, like a cat about to go mad.

She is also a cat, a cat that longs for dependence. When she was completely disappointed with the world, it was the boy who gave her hope. She thought she had met the most important other half, so she longed to grow up. Now that the other half has grown up, he has slipped away quietly and can never be caught again.

The boy who belonged to me when I was little, now belonged to someone else. And he didn't even remember me, he was like a stranger.

The sinister sneers from the people around her came like the wind, shattering all her confidence.

An Ran had been dodged against the wall by countless girls in his life. When he was still in Atlanta College, there was a group of ferocious girls standing in the corridor doing this. He was used to it, but the looks in those girls' eyes were always the same, either courtship or grief and indignation.

But now he couldn't understand the look in Otilia's eyes. Those green eyes were completely dim, without the luster of the soul. They were the ultimate despair and a kind of pain. She was not in pain because she couldn't get her fiancé, but because she had lost the belief that supported herself.

The boy in her memory lost himself. He forgot her and also forgot himself.

After a long time, the pair of weak hands slowly loosened, and the woman stumbled back, rubbing her eyes. She must be very sad, right? You could even see a few tears in her eyes.

She quickly wiped away her tears, not wanting to expose her flaws in front of the man. The boy she saw when she was little told her that there were many lonely people in this world. Lonely people would always make room in their hearts, leaving the warmest place for others, thus believing that there was still a warm place for themselves in this world, and it was reserved for them alone.

But the boy forgot everything when he grew up. In fact, there was no warmth at the beginning. Those were just words of comfort.

The lit cigarette fell to the ground because of the wall-dong. An Ran lit a new one, then subconsciously stroked the princess' head, comforting her like a sister.

He felt no guilt because he had no recollection of what happened in the past.

If you think about it carefully, you can indeed find a vague outline in your memory. A girl came to my house when I was a child.

"Stop!" Ottilia interrupted him.

An Ran stopped. She really couldn't treat the princess as her sister. She was a strong woman, even though she was fragile inside.

"It's late, let's go have a meal. The weather is cold and we can't chat for too long here." An Ran lowered his eyes and looked up at her again.

"You can take revenge on me in any way you want later, and you can also hit me now, but I really didn't mean to forget that memory. As for the engagement, it's not completely without a chance."

"Are you pitying me?" Ottilia looked at him coldly.

"I don't need your pity. I should be the one to say sorry. I shouldn't have wasted your time. It was just my wishful thinking."

"Don't you want to know the secret about Naya?"

"It's... not important anymore." Ottilia turned her head and walked down the overpass.

She walked with great difficulty, trying her best to resist the urge to turn her head back to look at the man on the overpass.

Ottilia knew that this departure meant that they would no longer have any relationship. She had never trusted anyone in her life and did not believe in friendship and love. In a world of depression and decay, these were never reliable. The only real hope was herself.

Until that day when she learned about the engagement, the young her actually had the courage to go to the Third District. This was an incredible thing for a girl, as it was an unfamiliar place. But she still did it, just because she wanted to fight against this world.

The princess wanted to get rid of her bound fate. She wanted freedom, not to be locked up in a lonely prison called special and noble. She was born with a future path arranged for her, even if it was dazzling. She arrived at the third district with determination and met the boy.

At that moment, forget about any other fate, that boy must belong to me, and the future might not be so bad.

Thinking about it now, it’s really despairing.

She discovered An Ran's secret and wanted him to tell her in person, just to get to know him better. For her, it was never a problem whether he was An Ran or Naya.

Otilia didn't know how long she had been walking, maybe two minutes, she had already left the overpass, or maybe she had just started. She looked up and saw a Rolls-Royce parked next to a street lamp, with someone waiting silently.

"Are you... from Martinton?" Ottilia recognized the other person's identity.

"Yes, Miss Ottilia." The other party said respectfully.

The Martinton family is one of the close partners of the Tananya family. It is also a family that made its fortune by smuggling arms and devouring martial arts. Now it has been cleansed and has developed in various fields such as politics. It is no secret that the heir has been pursuing the eldest daughter of the An family recently.

Ottilia looked at the man warily. Her identity was a secret, so even the Martinton family was not aware of her identity as a princess. But from his expression, it was clear that he was waiting for her.

Someone was approaching from behind and her right hand was held. It was An Ran.

"A dinner party, Miss Ottilia, I solemnly invite you on behalf of An Ran." The long-haired man looked at her seriously.

His figure was so dazzling under the light that there was no place for any trace of monster to hide.

In a trance, Ottilia saw traces of the little boy on his face again.

She was about to say something, opened her mouth slightly, and remembered what the boy said to the girl on the day of their separation.

"I will come to you later, although my sister may not agree. You have to treat me to a meal."

"I have no money and I will never have any in the future." In order to hide her identity, the girl lied that she was poor.

"Then I'll treat you!" The boy opened his eyes wide, a look more girlish than that of girls, and he cherished the friend he just made.

The boy seemed to be back.

……

In the city a hundred kilometers away, at the Martinton Family Manor, this was not a restaurant where guests could order food, but it was the venue for the dinner carefully selected by An Ran.

The heir of this family has been pursuing Miss An recently, and of course he would not refuse Mr. An's request to borrow his family mansion to treat her to a dinner. Instead of trying to stop him, the elders of the family enthusiastically showed their courtesy to Mr. An.

Waiters came and went in a hurry in the manor, boxes of liquor were moved out of the wine cellar, and a solemn atmosphere was everywhere. The hall was carefully decorated in advance. There was a long table with only two chairs in the nearly 1,000 square meter restaurant. This was a dinner for two people.

The candlelight on the dining table flickered, reflecting the silver light of the tableware, and a few black roses were in full bloom, as if a couple was on a date.

In the eyes of the Martinton family, this was just Mr. An using their house as a restaurant to pick up girls. After all, he was the only male heir of the An family, and as the son of the world's richest man, it was normal for him to invite women to dinner. Often, the women that such a super noble young man had to deal with were as numerous as a million things to do.

All seventy-two members of the Martinton family were present. Even those elderly people who were close to decay walked out of the secluded nursing home, looking forward to the visit of Master An. As the Tananiya family showed signs of imminent collapse recently, they decisively chose to move closer to the An family.

Ottilia sat at the dining table. The only light in the hall was candlelight, and it was as dark as a curtain all around. This was the first time that they had a grand dinner together. It was no longer as simple as finding a restaurant and booking a private room. Under the dim firelight was the man at the other end of the table.

"You prepared it in advance, right?" she said.