Chapter 225

"I wasn't talking about that SCP."

The room fell into silence once again.

"Then, why did you do it?"

"You've read the report, haven't you? A part of my plan went wrong. I once thought I could use that to assist in containing her..."

"Bull—shit." Dr. Kondraki was concise.

"What did you say?"

"Bull↗shit↘↗"

Dr. Kondraki deliberately elongated the tone.

"According to the report, you're an absolute idiot who messed things up and caused a major site-wide incident. If I dare say I know you, then I'd say you're not a fool. You're a sadist, evil, calculating bastard, but you're definitely not stupid."

Spit flew with Dr. Kondraki's roar, and Dr. Clef had to raise his cuff to sacrifice his clothes.

To avoid being forced to wash his face with spit early in the morning.

Once the other ran out of steam, he blinked and smiled:

"I never knew you cared about me so much."

Full of joy.

Liars have thick skin, and an old liar is even more proficient in this.

In a distant land, there is even a group of practitioners called "Zuo Wang Dao" who gain power through deception.

Dr. Kondraki sat in the chair, pinching his brow, having forgotten what mood he was in when he entered the room.

Was it to bury Clef, to pour cement over Clef and sink him in the sea, or just kill him outright.

"Cut the crap, Clef. What exactly do you want to do?"

He crossed his arms, staring at Clef.

What he got was a brilliant smile.

Like the rising morning sun, the evening glow of the setting sun.

"I have no idea what you're talking about, my dear—Konny."

Dr. Kondraki's blood pressure shot up.

"Everything is too convenient."

His voice gradually rose.

"Your PDA voice recording was suddenly cut off when Lilith managed to order you to tell the truth? An emergency call summoned two other Foundation researchers to the scene? A major security breach caused every SCP in the base to leave their containment units? Massive casualties, including at least two SCPs, one we had high hopes for, and the other you personally guaranteed?"

Clef yawned, waved his hand to signal the other to calm down, and then provoked him again.

"Do you watch cartoons, Kondraki?"

"You should look up that show called Gargoyles, I think you'd like it..."

Dr. Kondraki finally couldn't take it anymore and started shouting at Clef's face:

"What do you want to do?"

"Who are you trying to kill?"

"Who are you in contact with?"

"Using them to put the girl to sleep?"

This series of questions reminded Dr. Clef, and he immediately let out a manic laugh.

The laughter was too harsh, directly interrupting Dr. Kondraki's words.

"Damn it, Stones was right, this is the essence of the game I'm playing that confuses you, right!"

"……What?"

Dr. Clef took off his fedora with one hand, used his hand as a comb to smooth his hair back, then straightened his collar and smoothed the wrinkles on his lab coat.

Dr. Kondraki was increasingly confused.

He felt nothing special happening to Clef.

But the other's temperament changed bit by bit before his eyes:

More decent, more handsome, even with a sense of looking down on all living things.

He didn't even know which face was the real Clef.

Dr. Clef smiled slightly at Dr. Kondraki with a benevolent look:

"Nice to meet you, I hope you can guess my name."

Dr. Kondraki narrowed his eyes:

"……Nonsense! You're lying! You're always lying!"

Dr. Clef didn't refute, just listened calmly to Dr. Kondraki's shouting, then returned a benevolent gaze.

"Yes."

"I... indeed always lie, right? Considering all the lies I've told, people even call me the Father of Lies. How interesting."

Dr. Kondraki gritted his teeth.

"……Women hate you to death."

"Of course they hate me. Considering the little apple tree incident, I'm not surprised they still hold some lingering hatred. However, this is the best result..."

"Lilith knows you!"

Dr. Kondraki interrupted the other.

He stood up, eyes meeting the three eyes, pointing his index finger at the other's chest.

There, a heart was beating.

"She said you loved her. You said you never stopped loving her..."

Clef shrugged and invited the other back to the chair.

Once the other was seated, he began to explain.

"She was good to that pretentious fool—rebellious, strong, wild, a real woman, not that simpering, submissive little slut Eve."

"Of course, that green-behind-the-ears bastard preferred someone who would just lie there and take it, rather than someone who wanted to show him..."

Dr. Kondraki was almost roaring.

"That forest goddess... you convinced her to open..."

"Apple blossoms, if you look closely enough."

"Then Sigurrós?"

Dr. Clef showed a mysterious smile, benevolent and great.

He nodded, answering the other's questions in a slow, unhurried pace, as if he knew everything, as if he had everything under control.

"Also known as Alpha and Omega, the great me... I'm still not sure what she'll do when she appears again. I mean, this basically means Heaven is empty now, and my people will storm the gates at any time."

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"My God……"

"……Currently in a coma in a nearby hospital bed, yes. Helpless. Alone... very fragile."

Dr. Kondraki never thought he would get such an answer.

Clef's true identity would actually be this.

He let out a long breath, head down, back bent, hands rubbing his cheeks constantly.

In fact.

His heart and stance had begun to waver, and the entire incident was replaying in his mind from start to finish.

This thinking continued until Clef began to laugh out loud.

"Hahahaha——"

Dr. Kondraki felt that the harsh sound was hurting his eyes.

So he looked up, seeing Clef's burned arms hugging his stomach, laughing wantonly.

What kind of sickness did this guy have again?

"……Oh my god, you actually believed this nonsense, didn't you?"

"……What?"

Dr. Kondraki was stunned...

Nonsense?

"Oh god, look at the expression on your face right now, it's priceless!"