Chapter 386
"I wasn't talking about that SCP."
The room fell into silence once again.
"Then, why did you do it?"
"You've already 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 drew out the tone.
"According to the report, you're just 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 sadistic, evil, calculating bastard, but you are definitely not stupid."
Spit flew with Dr. Kondraki's roar, and Dr. Clef had to raise his cuff, sacrificing his clothes.
To avoid being forced to wash his face with spit early in the morning.
Once the other man ran out of steam, he blinked and smiled:
"I never knew you cared about me so much."
Full of joy.
A con artist's skin is very thick, and an old con artist is even more proficient in this craft.
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 the bridge of his nose, having forgotten what mood he was in when he entered the room.
Was it to bury Clef, to pour concrete over Clef and sink him in the sea, or just to kill him outright?
"Cut the crap, Clef. What exactly do you want to do?"
He crossed his arms, staring at Clef.
What he got in return was a brilliant smile.
Like the rising sun, the evening intent of the setting sun.
"I have no idea what you're talking about, my dear—Konny."
Dr. Kondraki's blood pressure shot up instantly.
"Everything is just too convenient."
His voice rose step by step.
"Your PDA voice log 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 at the base to leave their own containment units? Massive casualties, including at least two SCPs, one of whom we had high hopes for, and the other you personally vouched for?"
Clef yawned, waving his hand to signal the other to calm down, before provoking 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 shouted at Clef's face:
"What exactly are you trying to do?"
"Who are you trying to kill?"
"Who are you making contact with?"
"Using them to put the girl into an eternal sleep?"
This series of questions reminded Dr. Clef, and he immediately let out a manic laugh.
The laughter was too unpleasant, directly interrupting Dr. Kondraki's words.
"Damn it, Stones was right, this is the essence of my game 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, smoothing out the wrinkles on the surface of his lab coat.
Dr. Kondraki was increasingly confused.
He felt that nothing special was happening to Clef.
But the other man's aura was changing bit by bit before his eyes:
More decent, more handsome, even with a hint of looking down on all living things.
He didn't even know which face was the real Clef.
Dr. Clef looked at Dr. Kondraki with a benevolent expression, smiling slightly:
"Pleased to meet you, hope you can guess my name."
Dr. Kondraki's eyes narrowed:
"... 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 incident with the apple tree, I'm not surprised they still harbor some lingering resentment. However, this is the best result..."
"Lilith knows you!"
Dr. Kondraki interrupted the other.
He stood up, eyes meeting the three-eyed gaze, 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, inviting the other back to the chair.
Once the other was seated, he began to explain.
"She was good to that posturing fool—rebellious, strong, wild, a real woman, not that simpering, submissive little slut Eve."
"Of course, that wet-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 practically roaring.
"That forest goddess... you convinced her to op..."
"Apple blossoms, if you look closely enough."
"And Sigurrós?"
Dr. Clef wore a mysterious smile, benevolent and majestic.
He nodded, answering the other's questions at a leisurely pace, as if he knew everything, as if he had a grasp on everything.
"Also known as Alpha and Omega, the great me... I'm still not sure what she'll do when she reappears. I mean, this basically means Heaven is empty now, and my people might storm the gates at any time."
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"My God..."
"... is currently in a coma in a hospital bed nearby, yes. Helpless. Alone... very fragile."
Dr. Kondraki never thought he would get such an answer.
Clef's true identity was actually like this.
239 is God, Clef is Satan, and Satan wants to kill God.
He let out a long breath, head bowed, back hunched, hands rubbing his cheeks continuously.
In fact.
His heart and stance had already begun to waver, and the entire event was being replayed in his mind from beginning to end.
This thinking continued until Clef began to laugh out loud.
"Hahahaha—"
Dr. Kondraki felt that the unpleasant 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 those ghost stories, didn't you?"
"... What?"
Dr. Kondraki was stunned...
Ghost stories?
"Oh god, look at your expression now, it's truly priceless!" ===== CHAPTER 388 =====
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