Outside the laboratory
Ebson removed his fist from the wall, examining his steaming fist in silence.
He lost his composure. As a Scientist, he shouldn't have been so emotional; he should have been calm and meticulous. However, the mere thought of the figure that had just appeared in his mind filled him with uncontrollable anger, irritability, jealousy, and a barely perceptible sense of guilt deep within him.
"... That bastard! How could I possibly regret it!? What did I do wrong? What's wrong with pursuing godlike power?" Ebson muttered to himself.
He swept all the reports and experimental equipment piled on the lab table in front of him off, making a clattering sound, and shards of paper and glass were scattered all over the room.
The commotion inside the room alerted several figures outside the Laboratory.
Bill stood calmly by the door, a cigarette dangling from his lips, but the three people opposite him were anything but composed.
The brown-haired youth at the head of the group revealed a disdainful expression and sneered in a flippant tone, "Heh, what's going on? Why is the great Doctor Ebson acting like a cat in heat with its fur standing on end? Is he going through early menopause?"
The young man's words made the two people beside him chuckle. The two were a man and a woman; the woman had Blonde and blue eyes, a tall and curvaceous figure, and delicate features, exuding exotic charm.
The other boy was rather thin and short, the kind of guy who would blend into a crowd and become invisible. He always had his eyes squinted and a smile on his face, and he seemed quite sunny.
The brown-haired youth's words amused the two men, and just as he was about to say something more, a figure stood in front of him.
The imposing presence of Bill's tall stature made the brown-haired youth feel breathless. He managed to raise his head, only to see Bill, with his face full of scars, staring at him expressionlessly with his head down.
Bill removed the cigarette from his mouth Bill exhaled a large puff of smoke into the brown-haired youth's face. "Litt Bruce. I don't want to hear another word from you insulting Master. Otherwise, I won't hesitate to crush your bones one by one again. Understand?"
The brown-haired youth, Litt, clenched his fists, his face extremely ugly, and veins were even faintly bulging on his neck. He was clearly furious to the extreme, but Bill ignored Litt's anger.
Seeing the atmosphere become tense, the squinty-eyed boy quickly stepped in to mediate. He held out his hand in front of the two and said with a forced smile, "It's all a misunderstanding, Bill. Please don't hold it against Litt. He just has a bad temper. Please bear with him. Litt! Apologize to Bill!"
Although Litt was furious, considering his own strength, he could only grit his teeth, bow his head, and apologize.
Bill smiled dismissively at the sight, turned to leave, and before he did, glanced at the squinty-eyed man and said coldly, "Bazel, I don't need you to play peacemaker. Get out of the way next time, or I'll break your bones too."
Bazel nodded quickly, "Yes, yes, I understand."
After speaking of Bazel, Bill turned his gaze to the Blonde, blue-eyed girl who had been watching the show from the other side, his fierce look sending a chill down her spine.
"Please, please don't worry, Ivanor respects Doctor Ebson the most," the Blonde girl Ivanor, quickly stated.
After reprimanding the three men, Bill returned to the entrance of Ebson's Laboratory and took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it again.
The three people opposite him also fell silent, except for Litt, whose hands were clenched tightly.
After an unknown amount of time, Ebson, wearing a white lab coat, calmly opened the Laboratory door and walked Laboratory. As Bill bowed, he glimpsed the chaotic scene inside the Laboratory through the crack in the door. Although he was shocked, Bill did not show any emotion on his face.
Upon seeing Ebson, regardless of their reluctance or what they might be thinking, the three people opposite Bill —Litt, Bazel, Ivanor— could only bow and greet him, "Doctor Ebson!"
Upon seeing the three, Ebson grinned. These three were among his more carefully crafted creations; while not perfect, they were still quite good and sufficient for his use. However, he couldn't trust these guys. Perhaps the only one he could truly trust was his butler, Bill.
Bill had always been utterly loyal to Ebson, but Ebson still harbored a thorn in his side because Bill had been even more loyal to that other person. "But it's a pity, you're dead," Ebson murmured.
Bill also heard Ebson's mutterings, but he didn't understand. "Master, what are you saying?"
Ebson regained his composure, glanced at Bill, then slowly shook his head and said, "It's nothing. Let's go, we should leave. This place is no longer of any use to us."
The others quickly agreed. As Bill left, he was still pondering what had caused Ebson to lose his composure so much. The chaotic scene in the Laboratory surprised him; in his memory, Ebson had never been so out of control before.
Ebson then approached Litt three children, smiling, and said, "Don't worry, you three are very talented. Believe me, your future is bright."
Hearing Ebson's highly persuasive words, both Bazel and Ivanor showed a hint of anticipation, whether it was true or not was unknown. Litt, however, remained expressionless and asked Ebson very directly, "When can I take revenge on Marley?"
Ebson raised a finger and shook it. "No, no, no, it's not time yet. Opportunity always comes later, isn't it?"
Litt scoffed at Ebson's words, but given the current situation, he had no choice but to obey Ebson's orders. All of this was for revenge against the Marleyan who had destroyed his homeland and killed his family.
"One day, I'll make the Marleyan regret this!"
"What? How could that be?" Yago held up his coat suspiciously, looking at the yellow stain on the back. He simply couldn't believe Selina's story—that some ignorant little bird on the road had done it?
Are you kidding me? What kind of bird could produce such a huge clump of poop? Do you believe a three-and-a-half-pound dog can produce two pounds of excrement? Isn't that ridiculous? Do you believe it? I don't, nobody believes it.
However, Selina, with a righteous and indignant expression, insisted that it was the little bird that did it, and even dragged in a reluctant-looking Aili as a witness.
Having no evidence whatsoever, Yago had no choice but to believe the two of them.
He immediately threw away the smelly jacket after returning to the Military Camp.
The Soldiers of the Third Regiment breathed a sigh of relief after Yago and Selina returned to the Military Camp, as they were their pillar of strength. However, Yago also received very bad news upon returning to the Military Camp.