"Mother! What are you doing?! Turing is still a guest!" Raphael shouted excitedly behind Turing.

"............" Turing turned his head and glanced at Raphael, calming his fear of the strange situation.

[What does this mean? One is playing the bad cop and the other the good cop?]

[But indeed...I am better at this than those bizarre strategies.]

In the past few days, Turing's worries about Merka, as well as the sense of despair for the future, instantly ignited like dry firewood sparked by Gabriel's provocation.

Grim like a skeleton, vicious like snake fangs.

Strands of rock mud seemed like the withered roots of an old tree, emanating from Turing's cuffs, necktie, skirt hem, and hair, tightly enveloping Turing, revealing only Turing's delicate face.

"Now that you know I have no other choice, things are easier to explain."

"I won't hold back, not even a bit."

[Since we are going to fight in such a narrow room, it means it's not a formal battle.]

[Maybe she just wants to test me; there's no need for her to use any greatly powerful magic...]

However, this naive idea was immediately shattered by Gabriel's lightning-fast attack.

"Cough..." Turing was pierced through by Gabriel, who suddenly appeared in front of them.

[What...?]

Turing didn't fail to react.

In fact, even if the opponent flew at the speed of sound, Turing was confident in blocking it.

But it wasn't a matter of not reacting. The problem was that the stabbing spear, which Turing expected to come from the left, appeared on the right.

[Is this dropback?]

Just as Turing was about to push back abruptly, their retreating figure collided with Gabriel, who had been waiting behind Turing.

Another fierce thrust, and Turing was sent flying several meters in the air. If it wasn't for the protection of the rock mud armor, Turing's intestines would probably be scattered all over the ground.

Turing fell straight to the ground, landing in a chaotic manner.

[She, she was in front of me!]

[Why, why, why!]

[This can no longer be explained simply by speed!]

Turing felt for the first time that they were losing in battle.

Raphael anxiously watched from the side, but dared not intervene, his face turning pale.

Gabriel freed one hand and played with a metal hemisphere taken out from their bosom, no longer approaching Turing.

Turing widened their eyes, unable to believe what they were seeing.

"Surprised? This thing was originally a whole sphere. But now its power has been reduced and split in half."

"The other half happens to be with me."

"Besides, machine aside, that of Lachesis, it's just one half of it."

"It's truly painful... Every time I use these two magic, I am reminded of the blood and tears our family suffered for them."

Gracefully, Gabriel flicked a colorful lance with the flame spear in their hand, and for a moment, the flames blazed.

"The human brain's memory can be divided into sensory memory, short-term memory, and long-term memory."

"For a complete aside, all three types of memory can be controlled."

"In other words, the subconscious, bodily perception, and will of a person are all within the control of the aside. Based on this, it can even influence a person's judgment of their own body."

"Although the aside machine is not beside me, as long as I can touch you and disrupt your field of vision to a certain extent, I can still use aside."

Gabrielle retrieved the metallic ball and placed both hands on the handle of the gun in her hands.

The flame at the tip of the gun gradually changed from red to white, then blue, and finally purple.

"Be careful, Altria. The next two shots will be aimed at you."

"What is she planning to do..."

Turing pressed her hand against the two perforations in her abdomen and bent over in pain.

"If she wants to kill me... does she really need to go through all this trouble?"

"What is the meaning... What is the significance of all this..."

"Is she trying to vent her anger? Towards the Altria family? Even though I still don't know what hatred they have towards our family."

"It's impossible. They have all become women in positions of power. How can they still act like children..."

"Why is she explaining so much to me? Is this some sort of hint?"

"What does she want to see me do?"

"Mother... I beg you! Stop it! Turing genuinely came seeking help, and she is also a victim forced into this situation by Oedipus. We can only defeat Oedipus if we unite. How do you not understand that!"

Raphael shouted at the top of her lungs with a flushed face, but still didn't dare to approach and intervene.

She knew that someone like Gabrielle killing Turing on the spot would not be surprising. Even if she tried to stop it, she would likely get caught up in the battle.

"Calm down, calm down."

Turing took a deep breath but didn't smell the fragrance of wormwood.

"No wormwood fragrance, she is not currently altering my memory."

"What she said is probably true. She must physically touch me in order to use aside."

Looking at Gabrielle, who stood still not far away, Turing suddenly realized that the other party might be giving her time to think of a way out.

But what could it be?

"Should I directly attack her with a powerful range magic?"

"Should I destroy everything in front of me, including this castle?"

Turing looked at Raphael, who was trembling from anger beside her.

"But Raphael is still there."

"This kind of action will definitely not please Gabrielle. After all, today I came here to ask her for help."

Turing stared intensely at Gabrielle and the immense heat emanating from her magic gun, her brain working at lightning speed.

"When she said the next two shots... does that mean they count as one round of attack?"

"According to what she said, I can deduce that her first shot takes advantage of dropback to hide her true attack route and strike the opponent."

"Because she makes contact with the opponent, her second shot can then use aside to distort the opponent's actions and strike again."

【This is a very simple attack pattern, but something is not right...】

【Since dropback is so powerful and doesn't seem to have any difficult restrictions like aside, why doesn't she use it continuously?】

【Right... in Maria's memories... my mother...】

"Hiss... what now? Just at this time..." A wave of pain from a torn wound appeared on Turing's wrist, and the word "blood" from the cut wound spontaneously appeared on Turing's arm.

Turing lowered her head and looked:

Options: Evade*

Seek help from Raphael*

Annihilate*

"What does this even mean..." Turing almost cursed, but her thirteen years of aristocratic elite education kept her silent.

Just as Turing was in a daze, the blazing flame had already bitten at the ends of her hair.

Turing had reinforced the rock and mud armor all over her body, thinking that it could withstand at least one more impact.

But no matter how much Turing calculated, she never expected Gabriele's next strike to directly pierce her own head.

Without any mercy.

The fiery piercing sword directly melted Turing's skull. Under the temperature of over seven thousand degrees, not even ashes would remain.