There was no doubt.
His words had clearly affected Silver Fantasy.
As the Purification Council's First Chief, his knowledge and experience were far beyond the reach of Silver Fantasy, who had lived for only a little over a decade.
Silence.
A prolonged, deathly silence hung over the entire boundary.
Every AI waited for their Miss Machine Intelligence's response.
The wind swept across Silver Fantasy's cheeks.
She slowly spoke, sheathing her sword, her voice low:
"I don't believe you."
Silver Fantasy slowly raised her head, their figures reflected in her eyes, and said:
"Because he ran away."
Yes.
He had left.
If he really was that despicable demon, if everything he had done was meant to deceive her feelings, if those ten-odd days had all been a script he had devised, then why had he run?
He only had to stay by her side. She knew perfectly well how vulnerable she was now.
If he really was that devil.
He could already destroy her will with ease. All it would take was one small betrayal, for him to tell her himself that everything had been a lie, and he really could easily kill her, his fated adversary.
But why hadn't he?
"And you have no evidence proving that he's that demon."
Her lashes lowered slightly as she looked at the tip of her sword and said:
"If you had conclusive evidence, you wouldn't have deliberately sent me away. You just want to erase anything beyond your control. You've always been like this."
The projection gritted his teeth and said:
"Child-you must understand-the collective's interests are at stake..."
Silver Fantasy interrupted coldly, "So that gives you the right to erase any individual at will?"
This had never happened before.
For the first time, she had stood against the Purification Council in front