"Oh? That Arlecchino actually went so far as to request a deploynt of Katheryne?"
The words suddenly ca from Dottore, who stood before Focalors, sounding strangely amused.
"Using 'puppet' technology to deal with a catastrophe of my own creation? How interesting."
"Catastrophe?"
Focalors looked at Dottore, her expression turning serious as she questioned him sternly:
"What exactly have you done this ti?"
"'Done sothing bad?'" Dottore shook his head at her accusation and replied calmly,
"The concept of good and bad is nothing more than a subjective judgnt made by people. A true and exceptional experinter does not allow subjective factors to interfere with their experints."
"Everything I have done was rely to ensure the success of my experint—just so objective ans to an end."
"But, since you're so curious, I don't mind telling you. All I did was share this power with the Armored Crabs as a species."
"As a sign of my sincerity, I am willing to answer your questions as much as circumstances allow."
"But in return, I ask that you do the sa for ."
"So, before we officially begin our conversation—tell your na."
Dottore looked at Focalors and spoke in a calm tone.
"Focalors," she replied.
"Oh?" Dottore raised an eyebrow in surprise.
"I thought you might have had another na... Yet here you are, entrusting your na to a re substitute—a puppet."
"Furina is not so substitute or puppet—she is !" Focalors declared firmly.
"So, you split yourself into two?" Dottore mused thoughtfully.
"And that Furina... she clearly has her own independent consciousness as well."
"How fascinating. It bears a striking resemblance to the 'segntation' technique that I have mastered."
"In this regard, we might actually have quite a lot to discuss."
"Who would want to discuss anything with you?!" Focalors snapped.
"Dottore! What exactly is your goal in throwing Fontaine into chaos?"
"Chaos? I dislike that word. I am rely conducting an experint."
"The entirety of Fontaine... no, the entirety of Teyvat is nothing more than my testing ground."
"The God-Creation Experint in Suru? That was rely a facade. My true goal was to conduct an experint on blasphemy itself."
"Although Tsaritsa explicitly forbade from pursuing such research, I simply couldn't suppress my thirst for knowledge."
"But later, I happened upon sothing far more... intriguing."
As Dottore spoke, an eerie, crimson-black fla ignited in the palm of his right hand.
"The power of the Eerie..." Focalors muttered anxiously.
"'The power of the Eerie'?" Dottore repeated, nodding slightly.
"So, you've already perceived this force... and even given it a na."
"Judging by your reaction, it seems you understand this power even more deeply than I do."
"Of course. Otherwise, how else could one explain how you managed to resolve the Oratrice canique d'Analyse Cardinale's upheaval?"
"I'm truly curious—how did you co to understand this power?" Dottore wore a puzzled expression.
"Even with my... unique circumstances, there are still many unknowns about this force that I have yet to grasp."
"I'm afraid I cannot answer that question." Focalors knew that under no circumstances could she reveal any information about Su Yuan to this madman.
"Very well, then I'll ask a different question."
Dottore showed no sign of surprise at her refusal.
"As the true Hydro Archon, how do you plan to deal with Fontaine's prophecy? You wouldn't really abandon the people of Fontaine, would you?"
"I'm sure you and I both understand—The Heavenly Principles are currently in slumber. The so-called prophecy of Fontaine is nothing more than a predetermined program set in place by Them."
"If the prophecy fails to co to pass, They will inevitably awaken."
Dottore glanced at the eerie flas in his hand, his calm tone carrying an unmistakable threat.
"Focalors, if you're unwilling to tell even this, then I see no value in continuing this conversation with you..."
Focalors swallowed hard, her gaze fixed on the tall man before her.
The pressure emanating from him was suffocating...
Should she speak? Here and now?
Reveal the entire truth about the prophecy to a dangerously insane enemy?
"Nevillette? Su Yuan? Focalors? Are you in there?"
At that tense mont, Furina's voice suddenly rang out from outside the door.
"The guards outside the opera house are all asleep on the ground. Do you have any idea what's going on?"
But the mont Furina pushed open the door, she found herself staring at both Focalors and Dottore.
Focalors instantly felt a wave of dread.
Furina, for the love of the Hydro Archon, could you not be so reckless?
The guards outside were unconscious, and you still walked right in?!
"Furina! Run!" Focalors shouted urgently.
However, Dottore moved faster than she could speak.
Before Furina could react, she was struck unconscious and captured, brought right before Focalors.
"Focalors... it seems you care about Furina far more than I expected."
"Is she... your weakness?"
As he spoke, Dottore placed a wisp of eerie energy onto Furina's forehead.
"Watching the person you care about most be consud by eerie power before your very eyes—twisting into sothing neither human nor ghost—what kind of expression would you make?"
"And also, this 'Su Yuan' that Furina ntioned... who exactly is he? Why don't I have the slightest impression of him?"
"Could it be that he is the one who helped you understand the eerie power?"
For the next few seconds, Dottore gazed at Furina in his grasp, puzzled.
There were no signs of eerie transformation at all.
Frowning, he injected another wisp of eerie energy into her forehead—but once again, nothing happened.
"Strange... Eerie power is supposed to be nearly impossible to resist. Why isn't it affecting her?"
Refusing to believe it, Dottore poured in even more eerie energy, yet Furina remained unchanged.
"Hahahaha..."
"How fascinating!"
Realizing this undeniable fact, Dottore burst into laughter.
"What a perfect test subject—completely immune to eerie contamination and control. With her, I can delve even deeper into my research, verifying many of my theories and hypotheses..."
Dottore turned to Focalors, speaking in an almost delighted tone:
"Focalors, it doesn't matter if you don't want to talk anymore..."
"I've already found sothing far more interesting—sothing far more worthy of study."
"When I've had my fill of playing with her, or when all my theories and hypotheses have been fully verified, I'll co back to chat with you—oh, and return her to you as well."
As Dottore spoke, he prepared to leave the Opéra Épiclès with Furina in tow.
"I advise you not to try and stop . I have countless ways to end Furina's life in an instant."
Sensing the hydro-elental energy gathering around Focalors, Dottore's voice turned ice-cold.
"I don't particularly enjoy combat, but ensuring the smooth progress of my experints makes force a necessary tool."
"Even among the seven rulers of this world, there are so I don't even bother to acknowledge."
"And you, Hydro Archon Focalors—just so happen to be one of them."
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