As the dust was brushed away, Lynn, a refrigerator bound to the bed with handcuffs and ropes, came into view before Silver Fantasy and the Mechanical Humanoids.
A white refrigerator lid covered in strange marks, stubby mechanical arms, and a face made of two dots and a line on a screen with two cracks running through it-it looked as crude as a useless...
"Household appliance-"
The visual sensors of all the surrounding Mechanical Humanoids turned toward Lynn, visibly flickering with uncertainty.
There was no doubt.
As true members of the Mechanical Church, they had always shown a measure of tolerance toward Mechanical Lifeforms.
But finding a refrigerator beneath this Desire Sect base felt bizarre and out of place no matter how they looked at it.
And judging by the marks on his body...
It seemed that, not long ago, he had suffered inhumane torture and abuse at the hands of those succubi.
Torture and abuse...
As though something had occurred to them, the surrounding Mechanical Humanoids instinctively turned toward their Miss Machine Intelligence.
Bang-
A gunshot rang out.
One Mechanical Humanoid's head burst apart, sending electrical sparks crackling through the air.
Silver Fantasy held her gun calmly, slowly turned, and walked toward Lynn. Finally, she stopped before the bed and looked down at the large refrigerator without a flicker of emotion, her scanner sweeping up and down to examine this Mechanical Lifeform from every angle.
"Report your origins-"
Her calm voice carried no emotion.
But there was no doubt.
This was a chance she was giving him.
And if he concealed anything in his report, there was no doubt that only one fate awaited him.
A weeping LED expression appeared on the Lynn-Brand Large Refrigerator's screen, and a synthesized mechanical voice sounded from within it.
"R-report, ma'am-I am a prototype