Team villains except me

"Man is a dirty river. I am a dry abyss. The abyss is cold and painful.

The abyss is not human.

Abyss misses friends.

There is no choice in the abyss.

I want to be a dirty river. "

-

The stars twinkle.

Nights in Carone are lively and dangerous.

The market was brightly lit, but the proportion of humans was much smaller. Races that could not be named gathered together and laughed loudly.

Andre bought so many things that Huette helped him carry them twice before transporting them all into the hotel.

Andre lay motionless on the bed. He announced that his energy was exhausted and he would never leave the hotel door again today.

The stalls in the market are mobile, and after the sky gets dark, some novel things are put on.

When Huete helped Andre take things back to the hotel, he saw the seeds of magical plants, daggers made by the dwarves inlaid with pink zircon, spices from the southern continent, special cloths and stones containing energy.

A perfect fit for his teammates. They will love it.

So he put down the gifts he bought earlier and went to the market to do some shopping again.

……

By the time he returned to the hotel, the night was already deep.

He felt something strange after entering the room. There seemed to be something else here - he felt spied upon.

After putting all the gifts he bought in a safe place, Hueter summoned a fire and threw it away.

The fire jumped on the ground, then ran straight to the bed, transformed into the shape of a hand and pointed at the bulge under the plush quilt of the hotel.

Hute's eyebrows were serious, and he quickly opened the quilt——

By the light of the fire, Hute could clearly see the red-haired and green-eyed puppet.

That was the puppet that Dooku gave him before going to the abyss to act as a liaison.

The puppet mechanically made an expression wiping away tears and made Dooku's voice.

"…Hutte."

-

Dooku did not like being separated from his teammates, especially not returning to the Abyss.

The abyss was so cold that it hurt him.

Only now did he understand that maybe that pain could be called "loneliness".

But a puppet should never feel lonely.

Perhaps he wasn't a puppet, Dooku thought.

But the master doesn't think so.

The afternoon he returned to the abyss, his hands were covered in blood.

"It looks like your head doesn't need repairs. You remember what it feels like to kill."

The master said this and praised him.

"Dooku, you are my life's work. You are so much like a human being."

Dooku felt aggrieved for no reason.

He felt that this emotion was strange and made him want to shiver with cold, but it was obviously summer.

Is it because this is in the northern continent?

He never felt cold at Alberscott. When he was in the Western Continent, in the Rose Mansion, and in classroom 1206, his heart was warm.

He still felt pain.

He looked down and saw that the owner had cut his arm and was collecting his blood.

The process was not long, but he found it difficult.

When the master was about to slash his arm with the rusty blade again, he subconsciously dodged it.

"Norvia...Norvia will want to kill you."

Nolvia seriously asked him to protect himself before he left. He agreed.

He didn't keep his end of the bargain.

Hut will be angry, he will set the whole abyss on fire. Ellit will also be angry. Ellit also laughs when he is angry. His eyes are cold and will not curl up.

Erin would rush up to him and conjure up fluffy ears that he always wanted to touch.

The spider will pierce its owner with vines, then turn around and scold him for not hiding, because he is not a fool. Fianna would give him the best potion with a cold face.

Dooku pursed his lips slightly, feeling the coldness around him being crushed away bit by bit.

He gently raised his hand, but the scene in front of him disappeared.

He remembered blankly that this was an abyss. Far, far away from Albersig. Far, far away from everyone.

He keeps his little puppet in his pocket.

The silver-haired and purple-eyed puppet blushed and covered his eyes to prevent tears from falling.

In front of him, only the master's face was clear.

The master was also angry.

The owner doesn't know the common language. The owner didn't understand what the word "Norvia" meant. The master used the words of the abyss to scold him as an insensitive puppet and asked him not to move.

"...I didn't move."

"Master. I'm back."

"I'm back" should correspond to "You're back" and "Welcome back".

Then he could relax without any worries, wait for his meal, or go play together, rest, listen to Irene or Ellit tell interesting stories about the day, and eat the small desserts Norvia brought back after the patrol.

He wants to rest. He is so tired.

"Stop moving."

The master said this, his face as cold as black mire.

Dooku felt like he was stuck in such a quagmire that his brain couldn't work. It's hard to breathe.

The pain of being cut is not severe. The layers of scars should prove how numb he is to this feeling.

But he felt bad.

Dooku wondered, confused, what was making him so uncomfortable?

He didn't understand, he was tired. He tried to put an end to this weariness.

"Master. I learned a lot outside. I have many friends."

"Shut up! I'm not interested in hearing what you are doing outside! Friends? You deserve friends too. Do you know what friends are?

You are just a deformed puppet. Just because I gave you a name doesn't mean you can feel like a human being! Don't talk trash while I'm doing my research, stupid stuff! "

Dooku fell silent.

He turned to look at a body lying on the stone slab, and found that the body also had silver hair and purple eyes, but was not wearing a mask.

The owner asked him to wear a mask at all times. Because his face disgusts his master.

"No creature will want to vomit after looking at your face. Wear a mask so you can avoid being beaten to death outside!"

Very excessive words. If Norvia hears this, she will throw her master to Laetia Stud. Fortunately Norvia didn't hear it. The master cannot get out of the abyss. If you ask the owner to go to the horse farm, the owner will kill all the horses.

The silver-haired and purple-eyed puppet was rolling in his pocket.

Dooku gently poked his little puppet with his bleeding hand, silently comforting him in his heart.

Don't cry, don't cry.

Don't be sad, don't be sad.

The master had finished cutting him.

The owner looked at the body on the stone slab with satisfaction and showed it to him in a good mood.

"Dooku, look! With him, I can copy you. He is exactly the same as you... He can completely replace you! You said you have friends. If he shows up in front of your so-called friends, they will find out. What's the difference? No, hahahahahahaha..."

The master laughed like crazy.

Dooku pursed his lips and said nothing, while the little puppet in his pocket was stamping its feet.

What the master told was a lie. His friends will recognize him. Just like they would recognize the difference between Hugh Te and the Princess.

He doesn't like the abyss. He doesn't like his master.

"Master. Why. Call me back."

He actually didn't want to come back.

"Why, why are you always talking - do you need me to sew your mouth?"

Dooku shook his head silently.

The master left.

He stared blankly at the body on the stone slab that might replace him, pinching the little puppet in his pocket, feeling some kind of emotion rising.

So angry.

So angry.

He thought of the divine magic weapon Norvia gave him before he left.

A magic weapon that increases the likelihood of something happening.

Dooku took out the magic weapon and placed it on the body. The expression is serious.

"You...you don't like to eat fish. You can peel fish bones. You can talk a lot. You can...you can't steal my friends."

"You can't steal it."

The magic weapon dissipated on the body, and Dooku watched silently, his frown finally relaxing.

He returned to the room where he lived before. There was only dust on the cold stone bed.

He curled up on the stone bed like he did when he was a child, keeping his eyes open and wondering what his teammates were doing. He misses them.

Even after lighting the incense Fiana gave him, he still had nightmares.

There is no concept of time in the abyss. He cooperated with his master's research. When his master didn't need him, he walked around in the abyss, trying to hear the information received by the puppet villain he used as a communicator.

The abyss was too far away from them, and many words were lost in the process of transmission. The communicator was completely useless in the abyss, so he could only think of this way to listen to their voices.

Fortunately, he told them that he was home before entering the abyss, so they wouldn't worry.

He gradually learned that Norvia had a supper at another guard Joshua's house, that Ellite took Yalinxiu to the eastern continent... and that Huite said that he went to Carone.

Without telling anyone, he quietly went to Carone.

After that, there were occasional sounds of spiders.

"He's not taking me, Dooku. Hut, he's a..."

What is it?

The voice died away, and Dooku pieced together the word "idiot" from Spider-Bitch's everyday speech.

And Erin's voice.

"Doku, I kind of want to be the king..."

"……it is good."

He replied like this, wondering when Erin would receive it.

He listened to these words quietly. The little puppet with silver hair and purple eyes sat on his shoulder and listened carefully.

If days had stayed like this, the abyss wouldn't have been so unbearable.

——Until he saw the puppet with silver hair and purple eyes standing up, saying stiffly, "My friends Hute and Norvia" and "My mascot Yalinxiu"...

"I'm going to have dinner with them at Yadu's, and I'm going to fight alongside them because I'm their friend Dooku Nefas!"

The owner clapped his hands and asked him, "Does he look like you?"

No.

Not like.

Dooku looked directly at the puppet and walked over silently.

The master is still saying, "He is your brother, you have to perfect his memory..."

Before the master could finish his words, Dooku smashed the puppet's head through.

No hesitation, no deviation.

The mechanical sound creaked, and the puppet was smoking.

The puppet was scrapped.

The master was furious.

All Dooku could hear was himself repeating, "He's not me."

He wouldn't share his memories with anyone, his friends were just his.

Even though his master whipped him as punishment, he still refused to admit that he was crazy and that he had done something wrong.

He was not wrong. There can only be one Dooku Nefas in this world.

The master sneered, pulling his hair and dunking his head into the water.

can not breath. Dooku thought vaguely that he liked water.

He would not be afraid even if he fell into the ocean of Feksa Islands. But now the water was stuck in his throat and he couldn't help coughing, but only more water poured in.

"You think you can resist me just because you walked out? Dooku, don't think I won't destroy you. You are no different from other puppets! You are just...that's all!"

The current blocked the owner's words.

What was he, Dooku thought?

He didn't know it himself.

The master eventually let him go.

He coughed up water and breathed hard.

……

He slowly walked to the darkest corner of the abyss, pursed his lips and took out the little puppet used as a liaison device.

His hair was still dripping with water, and every breath brought out moisture stained with pain.

He knew that he could not leave the abyss without his master's orders.

He knew that in the abyss, the sending and receiving of messages were delayed or even lost.

He was still holding the little puppet that could contact them, trembling, and chanting their names.

"Norvia."

"Ellit."

"Fiana."

"Eileen."

"Spider."

pat.

It's not water droplets falling.

Dooku rubbed his eyes.

"…Hutte."

In the long silence, Dooku listened to his own breathing, wondering what he was going to do next.

His voice was muffled, as if it had been soaked in water. He called out "Hutte" again unconsciously.

"what happened?"

Hutte's voice sounded.

Dooku froze, thinking it was an auditory hallucination.

"Are you wronged?"

It's Huette.

Dooku held the puppet for a long time, clumsily pretending as if nothing had happened, and answered seriously with lingering tears.

"……No."