Chapter 55

Elara was completely unreasonable when it came to defending No.17. "This is ridiculous. No.17 is the victim here, and now they're labeling him a dangerous entity?" "Because he is dangerous," Ashley muttered, now drained of energy. Elara let out a cold laugh. "Look at him. What part of him looks dangerous?" Right on cue, No.17 played his role to perfection acting like a delicate, alluring consort in distress. He clung to her neck, looking pitiful and aggrieved. Even his naturally lethal tentacles curled inward, exuding an air of pure vulnerability. Elara clutched his tentacles in anger and demanded, "If those test subjects hadn't attacked him first, would he have harmed anyone?" As if in response, the tentacles in her grasp went completely limp. No.17 lowered his eyes, and his entire demeanor exuded frailty. Ashley sighed in exasperation. "Fine, fine. Your No.17 is the most innocent, and the most pitiful being." What else could she even say at this point? She was beyond exhausted