Heimarian Odyssey - Chapter 802

[Chapter 802 Mercy]

Maybe it was the staggering behavior of the little guy below, which moved a hard-hearted person like Locke to feel compassion, or it could be that seeing these babies reminded Locke of his daughter who was far away in the three western islands. You can’t kill them like you did to Saiyan fighters.

The change in Locke’s tone also caught Ashaer’s attention.

The two have known each other for more than 30 years since Mishima was in the Santa Tower. After more than 30 years of getting along and cooperating, Ashaer understands Locke’s personality better than his sister Keira in some respects.

“Why, do you want to let them go? Just like in the spark fairy world, let go of the spark fairy family that helped you?” Ashaer asked back.

Locke’s expression was astonished. When he invaded the world of activated fairies at the stage of knight attendants, Locke did once again enter a city of activated fairies with makeup, in order to help the Holy Tower troops outside the city conquer that city more easily.

It was also at that time that Locke, disguised as an ordinary activated goblin, met a female activated goblin who treated him very well in the city.

To this day, Locke doesn’t even remember the name of the female activated goblin, or what kind of activated goblin it was, but he did let go of the family of the female activated goblin after breaking the city.

Locke always thought that what he did was very covert, but when Ashaer discovered this matter, he didn’t know at all.

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Also, at that time, Locke only had the strength of a high-level attendant, but Ashaer was a powerful first-level dark elementalist. With Locke’s ability and life level, how could he discover Ashaer’s actions.

Lowering his head in silence, Locke didn’t know how to answer Ashaer’s rhetorical question.

He is an executioner, he is a butcher, he is an alien invader with blood on his hands, but he is also a ‘human’.

Locke didn’t want his bottom line and kindness as a “human being” to be lost in endless foreign invasion battles.

“Even if we let them go, according to the consumption rate of the nutrient solution in the biological cabin, it is estimated that these little creatures will starve to death in half a month.” Ashaer’s beautiful eyes are fixed on Locke, as if he wants to see Locke in this situation. Next, what will be the reaction.

“Even if I starve to death, I don’t want them to die by my hands. When I saw them, I thought of little Bev.” Locke said in a low voice.

Perhaps because of talking about little Bev, Ashaer’s eyebrows twitched, and Ashaer finally showed support for Locke’s sudden kindness.

After all, she is not a bottomless old hag who can do anything for the sake of experimental research. In some unknown places, Ashaer also has her own kind side.

“If you really want to let them go, it’s better for a good person to do it to the end and take them all away at once. There should still be enough space in your Shura field.” Ashaer said, crossing his arms. This action inadvertently showed that Ah Shar has a very expected figure, and it is very rare that Locke saw a trace of maternal brilliance in Ashaer’s face.

The last time Locke saw this side of Ashaer was in the days when she was holding little Bev in the Western Three Islands.

Locke wondered in his heart whether Ashaer’s suggestion was for the sake of having ready-made materials around him when doing live experiments on Saiyans in the future.

But he didn’t dare to ask that, because based on what he knew about Ashaer, once he uttered these words, Ashaer would reward him with a negative energy ball.

After calming down and thinking about it carefully, Locke realized that if he really wants to let them go, he might as well be a good person to the end and take this group of Saiyan babies with him.

Currently in his Shura field, besides more than a hundred gray dwarf slaves, there are also two hundred ordinary Saiyan slaves.

(The two hundred Saiyan slaves were harvested from his last plundering mission, one hundred of them belonged to him, and the other hundred were the ‘experimental materials’ that Ashaer temporarily stored with him.)

There are two hundred ordinary Saiyan slaves, and these babies will not be difficult to raise when they are brought back.

Locke can see the fighting power of the Saiyan clan. Compared with the gray dwarf slaves who have little practical value, and ordinary Saiyans whose growth limit has been fixed, one of these hundreds of parents is a little guy with a life above the first level They have more development potential.

Cultivate them as his own slave creatures, maybe a few decades later, Locke will have a group of powerful thugs above the first level, how can this not make Locke’s heart beat.

However, considering that the Saiyans become adults after the age of 50, and adult Saiyans may not have the strength above the first level, so these longings now are just Locke’s own fantasies.

It is unknown how many of these babies will reach the first level as adults by then.

Seeing Locke’s eyes shine, Ashaer also understood what this guy was thinking, shook his head, and did not stay here any longer, Ashaer walked out of the warehouse.

“In addition to these Saiyan babies, you can install a few more empty biological cabins for me. The Shura field was advanced last time, and I improved some functions later. The space inside should fit it?” Ashaer Before walking out, he turned around and asked.

“I can pretend, I can pretend.” Locke nodded hurriedly, no matter whether Ashaer still has the idea of using these babies as experimental materials, the most important thing now is to save them and let Locke have little mercy The heart is filled.

“I’m such a weirdo.” Ashaer left quickly, and was alone in this warehouse, Locke laughed at himself.

His hands were still stained with the blood of several first-level Saiyan fighters, but not long after, the situation turned around, and he became the savior of this group of Saiyan babies.

“Say, am I a weirdo?” The little guy whose glass cover was opened below was still stretching out his little hand, trying to catch Locke.

The needle hole on the arm had also scabbed and stopped bleeding, but the little guy’s face was still pale.

By coincidence, Locke took out a low-level recovery potion that Memila often used, and poured out part of it into the little guy’s nutrient solution.

“With such a small dose, with this little guy’s physique, he should be able to hold it.” Locke thought while rubbing his chin.

Perhaps feeling the sudden increase in the concentration of energy substances in the nutrient solution, the little guy yawned, and without clinging to grabbing Locke, he slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

In the vision of Locke’s second-level creatures, the heat in the little guy’s body is slowly increasing, at least it has returned to the state before the blood was drawn.

“Lucky little guy!” Locke closed the glass cover, and began to put the surrounding biological cabins into the Shura field in turn.

The moment the glass cover closed, Locke noticed the birth information about the little guy.

Biological Planet No. 7, base d5223, Kakarot, his father is an intermediate fighter, and his mother is an ordinary Saiyan.

[End of this Chapter]