novelraw Chapter 154
Chapter 154
"You have no right to speak on anything," Thalia glanced at the clone lightly, even though he and Damian had almost the same face, her attitude towards them was very different, "I made you I came out just to make you obedient, understand?"
"Don't challenge my authority - there are more successors in the nursery waiting to be born, you were never special and couldn't be."
The clone fell silent, raised its fist across its chest, and after taking a peek at Harry, bowed its head and saluted Talia.
Damian is not surprised by the way the clones get along with their mothers—this is how mothers are, and everything must be firmly controlled.Even if she didn't abide by the rules of her grandfather and mother when she was a child, she would be severely punished, not to mention the tools she made.
"The problem is, mother," Damian said without any ups and downs, "I didn't expect you to give up on me so soon," he sneered, "The League of Assassins is so desperate that they have to pin their hopes on my subordinates." Is it a generation?"
"It was you, Damie, who chose to betray you first, even after I promised you the whole world. Your grandfather and I have given you several chances. As long as you are willing to come back, we will let the past go, but you have trampled on these opportunities. Underfoot, turn around and follow in your father's footsteps, even willingly become the circus kid's assistant - we are very disappointed in you, Damie."
"Seven years ago, I told you—you can regard yourself as the enemy of the Aogu family. This sentence still holds true." Thalia raised her head, her expression indifferent, "You and I both understand that it is impossible for you Come back again."
"But your genes are perfect, it is the work of your father and me; under my carving, you are even more gorgeous, every centimeter of your body belongs to me, and belongs to the League of Assassins."
She raised her intricately decorated hand and pointed at Harry, "An heir with magical blood—this is your grandfather and my strategic layout, and it is the future of the Assassin League. We will complete this plan no matter what. Are you there or not."
"Since you are here, out of mother-child friendship, I invite you to be the founder of the future of the Assassin's League," she gestured to Damian at the clone on the side, "Although you are indeed a genetically more secure Choice - but honestly, it doesn't make much difference, I could replace you anytime."
Damian clenched the crossbow in his hand, "'Out of mother-child friendship'? As a mother, have you ever thought about your son, and that innocent girl on the bed...haven't grown up in essence?"
Thalia smiled, cold and elegant, "Oh, Damie, you are actually trapped by the false number of age now? Is this the bad influence of your father and the circus boy?"
"The number of people you killed before you were five years old has already exceeded double digits—you have always been an existence beyond your age."
She raised her hand and signaled to Damian the maids and assassins who were surrounded, "These people are underage, they are already serving the Assassin League, you have to bear the same responsibility, Damian."
"Don't force me to invite your grandfather," Talia said coldly, "You know his methods are much more vicious than mine. He won't even leave you and Bruce with a living Harley."
"I don't have to obey you, mother, I won't make any push or contribution to your so-called plan," Damian stood in front of Harry's bed and pulled out the submachine gun on his back, "Father will immediately Come, he will even bring Superman, you have no chance of winning, I just need to wait until he shows up."
"You have become naive and dull, Damian, it is impossible for your father to venture into the territory of the League of Assassins," Talia tilted her head, with a regretful expression, as disappointed as Damian who answered a certain question wrong when she was a child, " The peaceful relationship between the Justice League and the United Nations is already on thin ice, and he will not do things at this time to leave the whole world in trouble."
She clapped her hands, and more guards rushed in, surrounding Damian three layers in and out—
He gritted his teeth, it was his mother who forced him!He switched on the safety of the assault/front/gun, and he shot over without hesitation. A few guards fell, but more rushed up...
At this time, several maids also came to Harry's bed and lowered the heavy curtains, so Damian couldn't see Harry's situation at all.
Accidentally, his gun was knocked out of his hand, and Damian immediately pulled out the long knife behind his back——
The guards couldn't kill them all. Damian's big knife slashed over, and he could only see blood, but couldn't hear any screams at all. They were like robots, without emotion or fear...
"You must be very familiar with them. These are the silent guards of Lazarus Pool. Their function is to slow down your steps," Thalia's voice came from outside the encirclement, "At the same time, my clone will complete your Something you don't want to do. My strategy is the same as yours - delay. My guards just have to wait until the clone and Harley are bonded."*
"You have no chance of winning, Damian, I will return this sentence to you the same way."
From the corner of his eye, Damian saw that his tall clone had disappeared into the curtain beside the bed again. He could almost see the collapse of the mattress. He saw how terrified Harry would be...
"Stop! Stop!" Damian almost lost his mind, he let go of the long knife in his hand, and shouted to his mother, "Stop! I lost...I listen to you...Let me do it !"
"If you can accept your real mission earlier, we can save a lot of time." Talia clapped her hands, and the silent guards evacuated silently and quickly, even taking away the corpses of their companions at the same time.
Damian was breathing heavily, not tired, just deeply frustrated.
He took some comfort in seeing that the clone had emerged from the veil.
Thalia's green eyes locked on him, with the pride of victory in her eyes, "We leave the room to you and the mother of the future heir, I don't think I need to tell you to be gentle with her."
Damian wiped the blood from his face, closed his eyes, "Unlock those locks on her body, I'm not interested in S/M," he wanted to fight for something at least, and obeyed his mother's arrangement completely, he didn't Gan Yi, "I don't have the bad taste you share with the clones, I can't get hard when I see these locks."
"Am I so easy to deceive in your eyes?" Thalia was unmoved, "You are here to complete the task, and you are not qualified to negotiate terms."
"At least... don't tie her to the bed," Damian looked straight at his mother, with the most sincere attitude, "You can keep those... patterned bracelets and neck rings."
It must be a tool used to suppress magic.
"Please, Mother, for the sake of your son's first life." He almost begged.
Thalia watched him quietly, as if calculating the possibility of him being up to no good, or... weighing the sincerity of her son's words.
She nodded to the maids, and the maids picked up the keys and ran over to the big bed.
"Thank you..." Damian said softly, without looking at his mother again.
"Tomorrow morning, as long as your sperm cannot be detected in her body, I will let the clone replace you." Thalia has already turned and walked out of the room, giving Damian an ultimatum with her back, "The timing is not right Delay, I must get that fertilized egg this month."
Several maids also left behind Talia and closed the door behind them.
Now only he and Harry were left in the room, and they were finally able to be alone, and if they ignored the blood on the ground...it was still a quiet environment.
Damian waited a few seconds to make sure anyone outside the room moved away before hesitating and walking slowly towards Harry's big bed.
His hands trembled a little, when he reached for the gap in the curtain; he took a deep breath, and slowly lifted the heavy fabric——
Inside the curtain, on the soft mattress, Harry had already sat up, one hand holding the other's wrist, her purple skirt was a bit torn, and her mental state was fairly stable—at least it seemed that way.
She looked at him quietly, her eyes twinkling.
"Hi Damian..."
It wasn't until the girl actually spoke that he could be sure she had indeed come to life—as if... if she didn't speak, he'd see her as a dream, a lifeless doll...
He let out a breath, his head a little dizzy, completely unaware that he had been holding his breath just now.
"Oh my God, you're really alive..." Damian's voice was trembling.
He wanted to rush over to hug her tightly, but remembered... A few minutes ago, there was a guy who looked exactly like him on this bed and almost raped her.
So he just held out his hand—
Harry knelt on the bed, supported his body with his right hand, tilted his upper body, and reached his outstretched hand with his left hand——
The two held hands tightly.
Her eyes were clear and full of trust.
"I promise you, nothing will happen tonight." Damian said softly, he thought he had to make this promise to her first.
"What about tomorrow?"
"Honestly, I don't know, sorry I didn't make a plan. I... just flew the plane and came directly..."
"It's a good thing you came directly," Harry smiled, with a relaxed expression, and she patted the mattress under her body, "You can sit on it, or even lie on it—I'm not that fragile, and I don't have any psychological shadows on you, I know that clone is not you."
"And...he didn't hurt me...he fought so hard that he nearly strangled me; but here, in bed, he didn't hurt me."