"Thinking about how to get back?"
A voice came from behind, and a hand was already resting on Messmer's shoulder.
Its grip was quite strong, too.
Messmer jolted, but had no need to turn around. She knew by instinct alone that Horace was behind her.
"Uncle..."
Horace said, "Heh."
Just that.
Did this kid think he couldn't tell he was hiding something?
In fact, the usually obedient Messmer had lost control several times. That really made no sense.
What? You said that was normal under the influence of Mad Enhancement EX? Come on, those with Mad Enhancement EX were all obsessives.
Though Messmer had been ostracized from birth, he had never lacked love.
He had received an excellent education and had a normal personality. Aside from some tendencies toward low self-esteem, he wasn't obsessive in the slightest.
His becoming a Berserker Class had been strange enough, let alone having Mad Enhancement EX. Such an extreme trait clearly couldn't have been his own.
Then was it a distortion caused by the spread of the "Miquella Document"?
Horace had initially thought so, but upon closer consideration, a mere rank C Innocent Monster distorting his sex was one thing. Could it interfere with his mind, even producing the fixed, distorted thinking of Mad Enhancement EX?
Besides, it was supposed to be an obsession with evil. Yet Messmer showed absolutely no signs of that. After all, he saw nothing wrong with ambushing Masters or coating weapons in poison.
So Messmer's acting really was terrible. His labels and actual behavior didn't match at all. Only because Horace had been completely unguarded had he failed to notice something wrong long ago.
As for now, he couldn't be bothered to ask. Even if he asked, Messmer might not tell him, so he would just keep watching him