Chapter 567 Painting (Part 2)
The person I drew...is it you?
Looking up and staring into Philia's emerald green eyes, feeling the extremely complex emotions in them, Prince Andre couldn't help but be silent for a moment, and then asked with a surprised face:
"Filia? Why do you ask that? Who else could I draw besides you?"
"Brother Andre..."
The green-eyed girl pursed her lips and did not respond to Prince Andre's rhetorical question. Instead, she turned away and whispered softly: "I have calculated that when you encounter a problem that you want to escape, you most like to use The best way is to answer questions by asking questions.”
"..."
"Actually, after being captured by that pervert these past few days, my mind seems to have become more 'sober', and I have figured out a lot of things that I couldn't figure out before."
Lowering her head and staring at her sleeves, Filia said with a complicated expression: "Brother Andre, with your level of painting, it is impossible for you to not be able to draw the most ordinary portrait painting. I can think of The only reason is that the person you want to draw is not me.”
"..."
After listening to the words of the girl with green eyes, Prince Andre was silent again for a moment, then lowered his head and picked up the pen to continue drawing, and answered:
"No, the person I drew is you."
"But what you draw is not the me in front of you, but the me in your heart. That's why you will never be able to draw it, right?"
"..."
The green-eyed girl looked a little lonely and said:
"Except for missing a lot of memories, I have most of Filia's soul and almost the same body. But you still can't convince yourself that you can treat me as your sister, right?"
"..."
"After you helped me get a body, you have been indulging my little willfulness, and you are even willing to accompany me and do ridiculous things that only children would do...Are you really coaxing me, or are you letting me Am I ‘replicating’ the old Philia?”
"..."
Looking at Prince Andrei who was silent in front of him and had been immersed in drawing, the girl with emerald eyes couldn't help biting her lower lip and asked the last question.
"Brother Andre, can you tell me, if it were the real Filia who was caught, would you still have someone shoot you that day?"
"Shasha...ka..."
After hearing this question, Andre, who was drafting, paused slightly, and the tip of the charcoal pen in his hand broke.
That should be... no.
Without any hesitation, this rather cold answer emerged from Prince Andre's heart.
To him, the real Philia was already dead, and only the omnic core made of Philia's brain and soul remained.
Even if he helped her "reshape" her body, treat her like the real Philiya, and insist on calling her Philiya instead of Atifi 01, this still cannot be changed.
The real Philiya is already dead!
……
"Didn't we just say not to talk about the previous incident?"
After changing to a new charcoal pen, Prince Andre continued to draw on the canvas while comforting him in a gentle voice:
"Filia, stop making trouble, this time is different from before, I can draw you right away."
"What happens after the painting is done?" The green-eyed girl whispered:
"What will happen after the painting is done?"
"There will be."
Prince Andrei said without raising his head: "After I am sure that I can draw your 'soul', I will start painting "The Night Banquet at the Palace" and draw you in it, and then we can Let’s stay in that painting together.”
"Are you going to stay in that painting, or be locked in that painting?"
"?!"
Looking at Prince Andre who stopped the brush in his hand again and looked up in surprise, the green-eyed girl couldn't help gritting her teeth and said: "Although I don't understand soul coding technology, the research on souls in Area 1 , I still know something. The body is the escort ship of the soul, and the soul is the most reliable carrier of will and wisdom.
And although the painting "The Night Banquet at the Palace" was painted by you, the people in it are not fake. Apart from being unable to realize that they are in a painting and needing to abide by certain rules, they are no different from real people. All of them are They all have souls. "
"..."
"Brother Andre, in the "Palace Night Banquet" just now, I took a look at Philiya who was being held by her mother. She was the only one who was still in the whole painting.
And what you have to do now is to prepare to draw my soul into it, and use the soul and existence of my fake sister to make the real sister you drew come alive. Am I right? "
"Filia, you are thinking too much..."
Prince Andrei closed his eyes after hearing this, then put down the charcoal and started to draw. While drawing, he shook his head calmly and said: "There is no real sister or fake sister. She is the real Philiya. You It is also the real Philia, she is you, you are her, but you are not complete now.
And after I draw you in, she can truly wake up in that world, and you can be like her, lying in your mother's arms carefree... Isn't that good? "
"This is not good!"
The green-eyed girl bit her lower lip and said with disappointment:
"Even if I am not the real Philia, I still have the same soul and body as Philia, and she is just a false painting! You just want to kill me and use my soul to get you. Imaginary Philia!"
"She is not a figment of my imagination, she is real."
Andre, who was painting on the canvas without looking up, patiently explained:
"Although the place where you can move is a little smaller, it is indeed a real world there. It is even the same as the world we live in now. The people in it also have bodies and souls. They are real, but the way of existence is different from this People in the world are just different.
And I'm not killing you by doing this. I'm just letting you sleep in this world, and then waking you up in that world... Have you forgotten? I plan to include myself in the painting, will I still kill myself? "
"Andre, you are really crazy!"
Seeing that no matter what she said, she could not persuade the stubborn Prince Andrei, the completely disappointed girl with emerald eyes couldn't help but said angrily: "That pervert is right! You are a clown! A person who cannot face You can only seek self-comfort in the false world you made! You... Ugh!"
He raised his hand to draw a stroke in the air, and directly sealed Filia's mouth. Prince Andrei, who had blue veins popping out on his forehead, couldn't help but take two quick breaths to calm down his agitated mood, and then said expressionlessly. :
“The real Philiya would not say such things. It seems that you have been affected by a lot of bad influences in the past few days since you were kidnapped by that person.
But it doesn't matter. With his current ability, he can never escape "The Night Banquet at the Palace". I will deal with him immediately after I finish painting you and will not give him the chance to continue to pollute you. You will have a lot of time in the future. It can be corrected.
Filia, although you may think I am crazy now, when you join me and wake up in that world with your true identity, you will immediately understand that I am..."
"laugh……"
"?!!!"
Hearing the sound of tearing cloth from behind, Prince Andre's emerald-green pupils couldn't help but shrink in an instant. Holding the brush, he suddenly turned back and found that in the "Palace Night Banquet" suspended behind him, a bright silver piece was stabbed out. The tip of the knife!
(End of chapter)