"Happy? Would they be happy if they knew that they all died trying to overthrow this empire?"
On the one hand, Altair couldn't help asking again, she still didn't agree with Akame's idea, Akame was different from those who descended from the creator of Re:Creator, most of the descendants were from some normal battles, although the background might be different war, but they definitely don't have one name left at the end of the protagonist group like Akame ga Kill.
What's more, a creator has painted you so badly, yet you are still happy there just because you successfully overthrew the country with the Night Raid! Are you crazy?
And listening to Altair's words, Akame said still very indifferently, "But now I know what will happen in the future, and these tragedies can already be avoided. If I already know the future and still let my partners be killed in battle, then I was the one who caused these tragedies to happen."
Akame is different from Altair, although Akame's fate is particularly tragic, but her fate mostly happens in the future, knowing the future Akame has a way to solve these problems, but Altair is different, her beloved creator's death is in the past, there is no possibility of recovery. Therefore, the ideas of Altair and Akame cannot be intertwined after all.
"Forget it, since you think so, then I will send you there. Let me explain in advance that that guy is very powerful and has the demeanor of a true creator. I am not his opponent. You can't even beat me. If he kills you in a fit of anger, I won't collect your body`.
Altair is still scaring Akame, she knows that Akame will probably never come back after leaving this time, and she will live alone in this world again, but it doesn't matter, although she can't beat Alexander alone, but she can win over those descendants who will come to this world, not every descendant is as principled as Akame, such as Esdeath in Akame world, that kind of person will not care if you are my creator or not.
"Don't worry Altair, since the Creator let you go, it means he must be a kind person, so I will not be in danger. Altair, what about you? Do you still want to make an enemy of him?"
Akame was not intimidated after all, and she still wanted to leave with her new friend, but it was a pity that Altair still insisted on her own.
"That's right, unless Alexander resurrects my creator, otherwise, I will never forgive him."
After Altair finished speaking, she stopped talking, and seeing Altair's insistence, Akame's eyes dimmed, and then she turned and left silently. She knew that she couldn't persuade Altair, but it didn't matter, maybe…that creator has a way, after all, Altair is also created by him.
But at this moment, at Alexander's home, Alexander, who had just finished dinner, couldn't help but smile when he looked at the girls around him. He remembered the fake praise comments he often saw when he was reading novels.
Looking at the girls at home, Alexander suddenly felt that almost half of his life goals had been accomplished.
"Alexander. Alexander!" just as Alexander was feeling emotional, Kanna-chan trotted over and sat directly on Alexander's lap, her little tail flicked, and her hand that was holding A mobile phone was shown to Alexander.
Alexander looked at the screen of Kanna-chan's mobile phone, which is playing [Cells at Work] anime.
At this moment, Kanna looked at Alexander innocently and asked, "Alexander, are there really so many cute red blood cells and platelets in the human body? I really want to take a look, can you cut yourself and let me see the platelets?"
Listening to Kanna-chan's words, Alexander couldn't help but feel cold sweat all over his back.
What kind of request are you asking for? Just to show you what platelets look like, you want to dissect me? Are you kidding me? How is this possible! But then again, what is a [Cells at Work] like? Does it exist in the main world or in the anime world? If one day platelets really come, what will it be like?
Ding dong ding dong.
Just when Alexander was thinking wildly, Alexander's doorbell rang, and when he heard the doorbell, Alexander couldn't help but return to reality from the state of cranky thinking.
"Someone is here? How is it possible?" Alexander is still wondering, no one seems to know his house address at all except his Mangaka assistant Ashisu, who occasionally comes to pick up manuscripts, but tomorrow is the time when she comes to pick up manuscripts. And those descendants wouldn't knock on his door politely right? So who is ringing the doorbell?