Chapter 970: 0568 Painting (Part 2)

The person I paint... is it you?

Looking at Fei Liya's emerald eyes, feeling the incomparable complexity of emotions within them, Prince Andre was silent for a moment, then asked back with a look of surprise:

"Fei Liya? Why do you ask that? Who else could the person I paint be if not you?"

"Brother Andre..."

The green-eyed girl bit her lip, did not respond to Prince Andre's question, but turned her gaze away and said softly:

"I have counted, when you encounter problems you want to escape, the method you like to use most is to answer questions with questions."

"..."

"Actually, during these days of being captured by that pervert, my brain seems to have become 'clearer' instead, and I have figured out many things I couldn't figure out before."

Staring closely at her own sleeve, Fei Liya said complexly:

"Brother Andre, with your level of painting, it's impossible not to paint a most ordinary portrait well. The only reason I can think of is that the person you want to paint is not me."

"..."

After listening to the green-eyed girl's words, Prince Andre was silent for a moment again, then lowered his head to continue painting while answering:

"No, the person I paint is you."

"But you are not painting the me in front of you, but the me in your heart, which is why you have never been able to paint it well, right?"

"..."

The green-eyed girl said somewhat lonely:

"Except for missing quite a few memories, I have most of Fei Liya's soul and an almost identical body, but you can never convince yourself and can't treat me as your younger sister, right?"

"..."

"After helping me get my body, you have been indulging my little willfulness, and even willing to accompany me to do some absurd things that only children would do... are you really coaxing me, or are you letting me 'replicate' the Fei Liya of the past?"

"..."

Looking at Prince Andre, who was asked to be silent and just buried his head in painting, the green-eyed girl couldn't help but bite her lower lip and asked the last question.

"Brother Andre, can you tell me, if it were the real Fei Liya who was captured, would you still have ordered the shelling that day?"

"Sss... click..."

Hearing this question, Andre, who was drafting, paused, and the tip of the charcoal pencil in his hand broke.

That should be... no.

Almost without any hesitation, this rather cold answer emerged from Prince Andre's heart.

For himself, the real Fei Liya had long since died, leaving only the mechanical core made from Fei Liya's brain and soul.

Even if he helped her "reshape" her body, treated her like a real Fei Liya, and insisted on calling her Fei Liya instead of Atifi 01, this point still couldn't be changed.

The real Fei Liya had long since died!

"Didn't we just say we wouldn't talk about that matter before?"

After changing to a new charcoal pencil, Prince Andre continued to depict on the canvas while comforting gently:

"Fei Liya, don't make trouble. This time is different from before. I will be able to paint you out soon."

"What about after painting it out?"

The green-eyed girl said in a low voice:

"After painting it out, will there be anything different?"

"There will be."

Prince Andre said without raising his head:

"After confirming that I can paint your 'soul' out, I will start painting at the 'Royal Night Banquet', paint you in it, and then we can stay in that painting together."

"Is it staying in that painting, or being 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 but grit her teeth:

"Although I don't understand soul-coding technology, I do know some of the research related to the soul in the No. 1 Area. The body is the escort ship of the soul, and the soul is the most reliable carrier of will and wisdom."

"And although that 'Royal Night Banquet' was painted by you, the people inside are not fake. Except for being unable to realize that they are in a painting and needing to follow certain rules, they are no different from real people. They all have souls."

"..."

"Brother Andre, just now when I was in that 'Royal Night Banquet', I looked at the Fei Liya held in the Queen's arms. Only she is static in the whole painting."

"And what you are going to do now is to paint my soul in, and use my soul and existence as a fake sister to make the real sister you painted 'come alive'. Am I right?"

"Fei Liya, you think too much..."

Prince Andre closed his eyes upon hearing this, then put down the charcoal pencil and started painting. While painting, he shook his head with a calm expression:

"There is no real sister or fake sister. She is the real Fei Liya, and you are also the real Fei Liya. She is you, and you are her, but neither of you is complete enough now."

"And after I paint you in, she can truly wake up in that world, and you can also lie in your mother's arms carefree like her... isn't this good?"

"This is not good!"

The green-eyed girl bit her lower lip, full of disappointment:

"Even if I am not the real Fei Liya, I have the same soul and body as Fei Liya, and she is just a fake painting! You just want to kill me and use my soul to exchange for a Fei Liya you imagined!"

"She is not imagined by me, but truly exists."

Depicting on the canvas without raising his head, the calm Andre explained with great patience:

"Although the place where she can move is a bit small, that is indeed a real world, and it is the same as the world we are in now. The people inside also have bodies and souls. They are real, just that the way they exist is different from the people in this world."

"And I am not killing you by doing this. I am just letting you in this world sleep, and then waking you up in that world... have you forgotten? I am preparing to paint myself in too. Do you think I would kill myself?"

"Andre, you have really gone crazy!"

Seeing that no matter what she said, she couldn't persuade the stubborn Prince Andre, the completely disappointed green-eyed girl couldn't help but shout angrily:

"That pervert was right! You are a clown! A giant baby who cannot face his own mistakes and can only seek self-comfort in a fake world created by himself! You... hmm! Hmm!"

Raising his hand to draw a stroke in the air, directly sealing Fei Liya's mouth, Prince Andre, whose blue veins on his forehead were bursting, gasped for breath, calmed his agitated mood, and then said with a blank expression:

"The real Fei Liya would not say such things. It seems that during these days you were kidnapped by that person, you have been subjected to many bad influences.

But it doesn't matter. With his current abilities, he will never escape from 'The Royal Night Banquet.' I will deal with him immediately after I finish painting you; I won't give him the chance to continue polluting you. You will have plenty of time in the future to correct yourself.

Fei Liya, although you may think I have gone crazy now, once you wake up in that world with me using your true identity, you will immediately understand that I am the one who..."

"Ssh..."

"?!!!"

Hearing the sound of fabric tearing from behind him, Prince Andrei's emerald pupils could not help but shrink instantly. He clutched his paintbrush and turned around abruptly, only to discover that a silver, shining blade tip had pierced out from 'The Royal Night Banquet' floating behind him!