After choosing to leave, they regretted it.

Aize scoffed.

It's just a tentacle monster. Even if there really is a wriggling, indescribable mass under Alicia's skin, so what?

Are they as scary as those girls I saw before I left the team?

Laugh to death.

Alicia blinked, her panic slowly subsiding. After thinking silently for a while, she seemed to have made up her mind and nodded vigorously.

He smiled bitterly and said:

"That's right. Mr. Ain is so smart, how could he possibly get away with something so obvious? If Mr. Ain wants to know, I'll tell you."

"Is it okay?"

The girl nodded again.

"It's okay. Mr. Ain is the village's benefactor. It would be impolite of me to hide this from you."

As she spoke, the girl stood up, turned her back to Aize, and walked to the open space on the side.

After confirming that there was no one around, she slowly took off her coat, exposing a larger area of her snow-white skin.

In the sunlight, it is dazzling, but also pleasing to the eyes.

But it didn't last long.

The snow-white skin quickly turned gray, and the flat shape gradually distorted, and an abnormal tentacle-like object slowly extended out.

From the appearance, it really looks like the Scylla series.

The sight of the ugly monster-like part connected with the appearance of a cute girl made Aize frown.

"How... did you do that?"

"Sorry, I don't know either."

The pink-haired girl shook her head.

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Chapter 92 The identity is unknown

What he saw and heard completely disproved the idea that Alicia was an "ordinary human being".

Humans might be able to summon tentacle monsters with certain spells, but it is simply impossible to change the appearance of the body so casually.

What surprised Aize even more than this scene, which was hard to tell whether it was grotesque or terrifying, was Alicia's response.

“…You don’t know either?”

"Ah."

Alicia nodded, and made the tentacles extending from her back return to their original shape. Then she put on her clothes again, turned her head and looked at Aize again.

There was a hint of helplessness and a wry smile in his expression.

"Ain, there's a folk legend in the northern part of the empire called 'The Wandering Monster'. I wonder if you've heard of it."

"A wandering monster, of course I know... Tsk, why didn't I think of it earlier!"

The definition of Warcraft is quite broad in this world.

Generally speaking, all animals and even plants with great power and amazing destructive power can be called monsters, and their types are extremely diverse.

Humans have been studying Warcraft for a long time, leaving behind countless records since ancient times.

Among these vast amounts of records, there are always some whose existence cannot be confirmed.

Either these monsters are too rare, or they have become extinct, or some erroneous records indicate that they never existed.

"Wandering Monster" is one of them.

According to records, this kind of monster has a very strong ability to transform and desire to imitate. When they are born into this world and open their eyes, they will turn into the appearance of the first creature they see.

And you will forget your original appearance from then on.

Legend has it that this monster, in order to regain its original appearance, wanders the world aimlessly, constantly imitating every creature it encounters.

But because none of the "wandering monsters" have their original appearance, they can never find their own appearance and can only go on an endless journey.

From a Warcraft perspective, it's hard to imagine such a thing actually existing.

After all, if they can't return to their original appearance, they won't even be able to reproduce.

So, although this legend is widely circulated, almost no one believes it really exists.

On the contrary, it is the tragic color contained in it that many writers like it very much, and they use the same ability to interpret the intention of the book as they do in Chinese reading questions.

Such as the self-mockery of frustrated intellectuals, the romanticized intentions of isolated demons, or the subtle venting of the half-bloods about their own positioning, and so on.

Although Aize scoffed at it, he did not take the legend seriously and did not think of it immediately.

"Your true form... is this wandering monster?"

The girl shook her head again and smiled bitterly:

"I don't know. My memories of the past are very vague. When I came to my senses, I was already wandering aimlessly in this world, and..."

Alicia leaned over, reached out her hand, and gently touched Aize's chest.

Then he took two steps back, took a deep breath, and his appearance blurred, faded, and then reshaped as before.

In just a moment, she had turned into Aize.

"Through contact, I can transform into the appearance of any creature, not just humans, but also monsters. And it's not just a change in appearance, I can completely transform into that person."

As she said that, she snapped her fingers, and the same process was repeated. The second Aize disappeared, and the pink-haired girl appeared in front of her again.

"I once tried to transform into a black-scaled fire dragon for a whole year, but it didn't affect me at all. So if possible, I can maintain this transformed appearance forever."

As she spoke, she touched her face.

"This appearance probably isn't my original form. It's just the first image I had after I awakened to self-awareness and gained clear memories. It's what I use as my true form now. What my true form is... I don't know either. I just feel like that legend bears a resemblance to me."

"Um……"

The unexpected fact made Aize not know how to react for a moment.

Alicia is not human.

Not a mixed-race either.

It can even be said that she is nothing.

Even the term "wandering monster" was probably just what Alicia, having awakened her self-awareness, thought she was after hearing the legend.

It's not just about changing appearance, but truly and completely changing the body. It's not even limited to humanoid races, but even giant monsters can be transformed.

Too dangerous.

This ability would cause an extremely devastating disaster if Alicia had even the slightest bit of disgust.

"……Um?"

At this point, Aize had other doubts.

"So, if you're not a half-blood, then why are you going with... uh, them?"

When asked this question, Alicia's expression became even more gloomy:

"This is my own little thought."

"Oh?"

"I don't know what I am, and wherever I go, people treat me like a monster and fear me... Don't you think this is a bit like those half-bloods?"

"……I see."

After hearing this, Aize understood.

Regardless of whether it was a wandering monster or not, it was unlikely that Alicia would find a true member of her own species in this situation.

However, after awakening her self-awareness and no longer being confused, she would feel lonely and helpless again.

then what should we do?

Just find some people who are in similar situations and pretend that they are the same as you, and use this as psychological comfort.

The half-bloods who are caught between humans and demons and have nowhere to go are the best targets.

Therefore, she did not dare to show her abilities in front of others, fearing that her identity would be exposed.

At this point, Alicia smiled bitterly and shook her head:

"I'm...ridiculous, right? I'm clearly a monster, yet I pretend to be like this, doing so many things in a pretentious way, and in the end, it's all just for some inexplicable self-satisfaction."

Alicia seemed to have a strong and even inexplicable sense of guilt about disguising her identity.

That's why I have to take on so many village affairs.

In response, Aize sneered:

"Indeed, it's ridiculous."

"..."

Alicia said nothing, her gaze growing more downward.

"What the hell are you being so pretentious about!?"

"……well?"

The subsequent speech was far beyond her expectations. Alicia looked up in surprise and saw Aize standing up from the stone, hands on hips, looking down at her and ruthlessly accusing her:

"What do you mean by inexplicable self-satisfaction? Everyone does things for my own pleasure. This little thing is nothing compared to what you've done for the village."

"No, but..."

"That's enough, stop wasting your energy there!"

Aize waved his hand impatiently.

"There's an old saying in my hometown: A gentleman...a sage judges actions, not intentions. Does your motivation for doing something matter? What matters is the result!!"

The reason why "gentleman" was replaced with "sage" is because Aize doubts whether there is a concept of gentleman in this world.

Anyway, as long as the meaning is conveyed.

Looking at Alicia who looked confused, Aize thought for a moment and added:

"And, are you really just doing this for your own gratification?"

"well?"

"The night before last, you used your supposedly hidden ability without hesitation to rescue me from the prison van. If you were truly motivated solely by self-gratification, why would you risk exposing your identity to save me?"

This only meant that Alicia truly considered the mixed-bloods as companions.

The pink-haired girl shook her head:

"No, that was my subconscious..."

"My subconscious actions are my true inner thoughts, right? What's the point of just self-satisfaction? What's the point of this kind of self-deception?"

When asked this question, Alicia lowered her head and said nothing.

And it was at this moment that Aize suddenly frowned.

Because he thought of another possibility.

Without a word, he rushed forward, grabbed Alicia's shoulders, and forced her to look into his eyes.

asked:

"Who instilled this idea in you?!"

"well?"

"I say, helping half-bloods just for self-soothing is ridiculous. Who instilled this idea in you?!"

Although they had not been together for a long time, Aize could still feel that Alicia was quite natural, even a little silly, without any scheming at all, and she didn't think too much about things.

She didn't even understand her motivation for doing what she did.