Turing didn't sit in the courtyard for long before Pushkin arrived.

"Underneath a monument that carried the weight of epic history, everyone's figures appeared as tiny as ants."

"Each person looked at it from their own perspective, and what they saw might be different."

"Some saw the names of the departed souls engraved densely on top."

"Some lamented the killing and sins hidden within the recorded facts."

"Some simply marveled at how grand and imposing the monument was."

Pushkin recited a long opening like a solemn poem, but Turing couldn't quite understand, so she skipped ahead.

"So, if there's anything I say that seems biased or incomplete, I hope you won't mind," Pushkin smiled innocently.

"What does the demon refer to?" Turing asked immediately, not wanting to waste any more time. Since it seemed like she had experienced something like a time reversal and everything had returned to the past, her sister might still be alive.

"This demon refers to the strongest angel beneath the land we stand on," Pushkin paused, "It is not only powerful, but also suspicious and cautious, like the most troublesome prey for hunters."

"It is called Mastema."

"You might find what I'm saying a bit confusing, so I'll start from the beginning," Pushkin and Turing sat at a stone round table, and the splendid and beautiful scenery in the courtyard reminded Turing of the faraway overgrown courtyard.

Back then, Turing and Wednesday would sit like this, chatting. In just a blink of an eye, Turing had lost such qualifications.

"Where should I begin... It's really difficult."

"By the way, have you ever thought about how there are so many variables in the leader representing the winning family in the competition, which are very difficult to control?"

"For example, if one family wins the competition year after year, wouldn't the other families have to withdraw from the political stage one after another? Eventually, it would become a situation where one family dominates."

"Or, if commoners win the competition every year and new families are born every year, how should the land be divided?"

"These special circumstances have to be avoided by the Agio family behind the scenes."

"As the only family that has remained unchanged for a millennium, the Agio family's true job is to mediate in Acadia."

"It gives ordinary people the opportunity to achieve their ambitions while also giving the nobles in high positions a sense of crisis. This is the secret to maintaining stability in Acadia for a thousand years."

"But now, the situation is different. Magic is no longer the only power."

"The introduction of foreign technology and weapons has allowed some speculative capitalists to gain power comparable to that of the families in terms of economic status. Certain families that are willing to accept new ideas have consequently gained excessive privileges."

"As a result, the position of the Agio family has been threatened, to the point where there have even been statements calling for the abolition of the traditional perpetual rights of the Agio family. The conflict between the old and new classes is gradually becoming clear."

"The Agio family urgently needs to obtain a permanent and stable combat power that is as easily accessible as pistols and cannons."

"The solution they finally found was angels."

"Every woman has her own angel, and even the lowest-ranking angel can unleash all its potential, comparable to a seasoned magician who has been cultivated for decades."

"In theory, as long as Agio can control the angels, the Agio family will have a continuous supply of troops and power to secretly avoid the power struggle between families. Of course, this measure can also permanently preserve their own status."

"However, relying solely on Agio's financial resources and power is insufficient, so Agio secretly signed an agreement with two other families."

"The agreement stipulates that as long as they can develop magic that can completely control angels, Agio is willing to secretly arrange for these two families to periodically win the championship, making them become eternal families just like Agio."

"These two families are Altria and McNewdeau."

"I don't know how Agio intervenes in the matches, but considering their long existence in Acadia, they should have their own methods."

"They established a large research laboratory and spared no effort in using foreign technology and adopting forbidden magic in order to study angels."

"But most angels just obediently guard their owners."

"We have tried many methods and stimuli to try to make angels separate from their owners."

"Although we eventually succeeded, we found that the nature of angels is extremely cruel and bloodthirsty, and they are often intelligent and cunning."

"They have little human emotion, let alone compassion. They are born with a desire to destroy everything."

"Although we finally learned how to control the angels through the last experiment."

"But the first batch of angels we liberated were difficult to control and not easy to eliminate due to inadequate preparation."

"They were a group of experimental waste led by seven of the most powerful angels."

"Because they were completely out of control, we call them demons to distinguish them from ordinary angels."

"And the most representative among these seven demons is Lucifer."

"She is your mother, Turing."

Under Pushkin's subtle bitter smile, no one knew what he really thought about this matter.

"Her intelligence and power are extremely, extremely rare even among numerous angels."

"In the seal of the research laboratory, she accumulated strength, controlled intelligence, and built connections."

"In the end, when we were complacent about the success of the experiment, she broke free from containment and turned the research institute upside down."

"She also released all the demons, and they united and killed many, many, many people."

"In the end, she not only secretly learned aside, which can control people's hearts, but also learned dropback, which can change appearance."

"These two magic were originally impossible to use solely with human brains. But demons are not humans after all, and she has intelligence beyond our imagination."

"When she returned with the face of Oedipus, we were really taken aback."

"Although we all know that the real Oedipus is missing. But we can't disclose this to the world."

"Not only because most of the researchers are already dead, but even if we reveal this, no one will believe it."

"Also because this was originally a selfish act done secretly by three families. If it is made public, it will not unite the families but only exacerbate the trust crisis between them."

"Lucifer boldly returned to the Altria family and naturally inherited the position of the head of the family, which was originally intended for Oedipus, the eldest son."

"But we cannot tell anyone else in the Altria family about this. We can only keep silent and swallow our pride."

"We did something against the norm, and we believed that we deserved the consequences. That's what we thought at the time."

"But now Lucifer is becoming more and more like a human. She doesn't have the same bloodlust and cruelty as other angels. Instead, she manages the family in an orderly manner."

"The more she does this, the more we fear... It's not a question of whether we can control her anymore. We are constantly worried about being controlled by her. She manipulates people's hearts and is responsible for the death of an entire research institute, as if it happened yesterday, vividly in our minds."

"We can't even imagine how she used magic to give birth to a child. Whose sperm did she use? How can angelic cells combine with humans? We don't know..."

"What is Oedipus thinking? We have been discussing this question for over a decade, and we still don't have an answer."

"But we generally believe that her intentions are not good for us..."

Turing couldn't hold it in any longer. He climbed onto the stone table and grabbed Pushkin's collar, shouting at him.

"Is this what you people have done?!"

"You can't handle your own problems, so you blame others?!"

"You all hate our family so much, and I naively thought it was because of ideological differences or unequal resource distribution."

"But fucking hell, it's all your fault! Because of you, because of all of you, everything has been ruined!"

"And you have the audacity to ask me, to ask me to take responsibility for you..."

The painful crimson blood in the bathroom of the setting sun and the lonely shattered forms on the desk filled Turing's mind through the filter of memories, causing Turing's head to throb almost to the point of bursting.

Turing's body went weak and he sat back on the stone bench.

She was now even better at controlling her emotions than before.

Indeed, it was shameful to make you help us eliminate the angels, even though you were also a victim," Pushkin said, pulling on his tie without a trace of anger on his face.

"If Gabrielle still had her youthful magic, we wouldn't have resorted to outsiders to get rid of this underground angel."

"But every action has consequences."

"You, too, have turned a blind eye to the favor you owe to Raphael, haven't you?"

"What makes you think you're better than us?"

Pushkin's face suddenly turned cold and indifferent as he looked disdainfully at Turing.