Estée Lauder looked at the chains wrapped around her body and gritted her teeth. She prepared to bite off her own tongue, to cause herself to bleed out and die. This required immense courage. You must know, the pain of just biting off one's own tongue was not something an ordinary person could endure.
However, before Estée Lauder could use her strength, the young lady's cheeks were pinched by Aslan's hand. The deformation of her facial muscles naturally made it impossible for her to use her full strength. Biting off her own tongue was just a "beautiful" idea.
After discovering that her suicide had failed, Estée Lauder even began to consider whether she should deliberately be enslaved by the gods, try to rescue the people she knew, and start a rebellion. After all, it wasn't as if no one had ever escaped from the gods. Since she could no longer change the existing facts, she might as well try to imagine the future.
Looking at the little girl before him, whose expression changed from despair to hatred, and finally to a silent and serious look, Aslan's mouth twitched. This child didn't seem stupid. Why hadn't she, by now, discovered that he had no malicious intent? Otherwise, the Supreme Masterpiece would have long since used more attack methods to solve everything.
"Have you calmed down a bit? When did I ever say I was a running dog of the gods? You're quite young, but your talent for jumping to conclusions is not bad. I am not a good person, but I don't think I'm standing on the wrong side of things either... Let me introduce myself. My name is Aslan Pendragon, an existence who accidentally set foot here from another world. So I have nothing to do with the gods you speak of."
Even if the White Dragon of Great Britain in this world were alive in its true dragon form, it would have nothing to do with Aslan. The White Dragon of this world was just a similar but different existence from the one Aslan knew.
Looking at the helpless-looking young man before her, Estée Lauder frowned slightly. She began to recall the conversation and dialogue between the two of them from the very beginning. It seemed that from the start, it was because she had been frightened that she had directly started performing a one-woman show. So all of this was because her own imagination ran wild?!
Estée Lauder slammed her head on the handle of her forging hammer, her face full of despair.
I want to die. I've lost all face. There's no place left for me on this planet. Let me return to Mars. No, maybe Mars isn't far enough. Maybe I should go to Pluto?
Estée Lauder tilted her head, her mouth slightly open. It seemed as if a soul was slowly floating out from her mouth. Seeing this soul gradually floating out of her mouth, Aslan hurriedly grabbed the shining thing and stuffed it back into Estée Lauder's mouth. Estée Lauder, who had fallen into a state of social withdrawal, then gradually recovered.
"You're not a running dog of the gods?"
Aslan nodded.
"You came here from another world?"
Aslan nodded again.
"So this was all just me overthinking things?"
Aslan hesitated, but finally nodded. He then slowly retracted the chains that were wrapped around Estée Lauder's body. Since the girl before him had figured it out, there was naturally no need to keep her locked up.
As for his own speculation about this girl's identity, it was probably better not to say it for the time being. After all, the "him" of another world was a boy. This kind of thing that directly crossed genders was probably not something everyone could accept.
The Supreme Masterpiece at the side had also torn off all the cloths that were wrapped around its body, and at the same time, folded them neatly. The degree of care and the appearance looked like an old mother tidying up her child's clothes.
As if noticing Estée Lauder's gaze on it, the Supreme Masterpiece gently placed all the cloths in its hand to the side, then nodded again. It even tied a small red ribbon on the damaged parts of those small machine puppets, completely covering the injured areas. Although it was said to be covering, under the reflection of these red ribbons, it could also serve as a marker when it was time for repairs. There was no need to check point by point. The scan of the Supreme Masterpiece was always a few points faster than the human eye.
But losing face was just losing face. After figuring everything out, Estée Lauder couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. How should she put it? It's better to live a wretched life than to die a good death. As long as she was alive, there was hope of seeing the fall of the gods. There was no one in this world who didn't hope for the fall of the gods. If there really were such people, they probably had a portion of the gods' blood flowing in their veins.
"You've calmed down too. In any case, just tell me what on earth is going on with this world."
Estée Lauder looked at the boy before her who called himself a visitor from another world. The seriousness in his eyes made her understand that this person really didn't know what was going on with their world.
The development of history was not too different from Aslan's original world, if one ignored the gods who should have disappeared.
In the distant past, the White Titan descended. It roamed the entire European continent, defeating all the gods that stood in its way. Perhaps because it had been a bit too heavy-handed, after that battle, the minds of the Greek gods were all broken. Oh, it should be said that the system for all their spirits to process things had collapsed.
They ruled humanity with the might of gods, commanded humanity with the might of gods, and also constantly played with humanity as gods. From the initial slight concealment to the current blatantness. Plus, the machine gods of Greece were relatively early among the gods of the entire European continent. Their actions naturally also affected the personality and practices of other gods.
The best news for humanity was that after the various gods were defeated by the White Titan, their main bodies were severely damaged. No matter how they looked for someone to repair them, with the level of humanity, it was difficult to be on par with the gods. It was already good that the more they repaired, the worse it didn't get. What's more, with the gods treating humanity like this, how many humans were willing to do a good job for the gods?
Therefore, without any special circumstances, the main bodies of the gods would not appear. This also gave the humans who were wandering on the earth a bit of a chance to hide. Of course, this might also be a cat-and-mouse game of the gods.
Although some people wanted to go to the lands of the East, ever since the practices of the Western gods had spread to the East, before long, a barrier had been raised on the eastern border, forbidding any Western existence from stepping into the East. Except for some merchant caravans that came out from the East, few could learn of the affairs of the East. It seemed to have a bit of a "the West has its own chaos, the East develops according to its own ideas" feel to it.