ushernet Chapter 369 Which side are you on?
Chapter 369 Which side are you on?
This has had a huge impact...
Of course, this doesn't refer to any changes within a single time period.
"Did your people approach her because the prediction indicated an error in our current time, and that this error affected numerous other times?"
【certainly. 】
"Why was she the one they contacted?"
This is someone else's task; I cannot answer that for you.
Which side are you on?
Miya Star heard the system chuckle briefly.
You already have the answer in your heart; I don't think I need to repeat your thoughts.
Yes, he knows.
His hands clenched unconsciously by the window, and he heard himself sigh.
Today is the day the Elders' Council conducts its inspection.
Despite the guise of an inspection, based on Huangwu's inquiries, she believed it was merely a group of elders taking a stroll out of boredom.
She has a very elegant appearance.
She glanced at the then-Grand Elder from afar, but couldn't make out his face clearly. To avoid being looked at in the same direction, she quickly looked away.
Every magical race has its unique characteristics, and the people of Destian, besides their talent for healing, possess another special ability in their magic—
Able to distinguish the magical race of others.
This characteristic not only helps them participate more effectively in the healing process, but also allows them to identify the other person's magical race.
This ability is useless in peacetime, but it will become useful when war breaks out.
Therefore, we are still very grateful that the Emperor has not declared war on the world at present.
Even though the Destians and Quarks are on very good terms, the Dark Clan isn't universally hated here.
It's just that I get a lot of attention when I walk on the street.
Everyone who saw her along the way would take a second look.
However, there is a difference between the Dark Clan coming to play and the Dark Clan coming to see their Great Elder.
It's hard to say whether that elder even knows her.
"A nice place, what a pity..."
Ok?
She withdrew her wandering gaze and glanced at the source of the sound. The sound stopped, and the person looked back sharply, their gaze landing on her with a strange expression.
Huangwu noticed that she had pointed ears.
Oh, another elf.
So I turned my attention back to the present.
She thought about the small amount of money she had been scammed out of.
She tried all those methods, but none of them worked!
The one who deceived her was also an elf.
Who exactly is spreading the message that elves are kind, innocent, and never lie?!
I will never believe such nonsense again.
Unfortunately, this elf looked poor and destitute, with tattered clothes, making him an unsuitable target for robbery.
The Elves also maintained good relations with the Quark race, but they were never within the Emperor's target territory.
Sending her on this trip was just the Dark Emperor picking on an easy target when he had nothing better to do.
Of course, she went without delay. The elf forgot to kill the bananas and their derivative foods, so much so that she had to find some flowers to make up for it when she returned.
That's bad too. If she dies and scatters into specks of light like the Quark Clan, it will be much easier for her to make up lies.
However, the Elven race truly lives up to its reputation as having the most diverse range of banana varieties in the entire universe.
After savoring the moment, I hadn't walked far when I heard another burst of noise.
It's not tinnitus.
That's a pity.
He casually placed the bottles of medicine he had bought on the table.
She sat on the windowsill, swinging her legs, her mind filled with the voice of the Dark Emperor issuing the latest missions she had been given along the way.
Sitting like this isn't comfortable. Looking at the fluorescent green light drifting by below, I recalled the elf's sigh of regret.
It's a pity.
"If the Great Emperor were to declare war on the entire universe, and if it were to summon souls, the first place he would target would definitely be here."
It shouldn't have been like that.
However, in this situation, someone has "given up" the first place.
"We can't play with that little guy anymore." The sun sank into the night, and the sky darkened, with light almost identical to that of the Dark Clan's daytime.
Placing someone whose identity is so uncertain doesn't seem to fit her usual way of doing things.
Moreover, her opponent's magical abilities were so powerful that she had absolutely no confidence that she could defeat them in a head-on confrontation.
It doesn't seem to be facing forward.
She still remembers that when they first met, she couldn't use any offensive magic, as if she had encountered a ghost.
Who would want to get close to her?
It's hard to believe that the Dark Clan doesn't have ulterior motives.
It's even harder for the Quark race to believe they don't have ulterior motives.
But what use would it be for the Dark Clan to get close to her? If they were going to get close, they should have gone to a gloomy or dark place.
But why would the Quark Clan send such an undercover agent to her side?
Did she somehow manage to expose her identity and then try to silence everyone, but failed?
"It shouldn't be."
She rarely clashed with the Quark Clan.
She's not gloomy, and she doesn't have the habit of working overtime for no reason.
The knocking on the door interrupted her thoughts, and Miya Xing's voice came from outside: "Are you there?"
He's being very disrespectful; I suddenly realized he rarely uses honorifics when addressing her.
"Enter."
He snapped his fingers, and the lights in the room turned on as he entered.
"Is something wrong?"
He came in, glanced around the room, and then stood in front of her.
A position that blocks out the light.
They were so close that she had to strain to look up at him while sitting like this.
They've become even more disrespectful.
She was startled to realize that what bothered her about him was that he had no intention of holding such behavior against her.
Theoretically speaking, their relationship shouldn't be this close.
It seems she didn't care much from the beginning.
Does she treat other people like that?
Not impressed.
Normally, this wouldn't be something she would bother with.
“I want to know,” he said, placing his hands on the armrests of the chair, “what will it take for the Demon Lord to believe me?”
Huang Wu glanced at the hands on either side, leaned back completely in his chair, and tilted his head to one side: "Is this how you ask questions?"
"What can I do? I have no relatives or friends. What if the adults get impatient and leave me here without saying a word?"
A few seconds of desolate silence followed.
She had many similar thoughts along the way.
But I always feel there's a risk of being followed.
Destian is far enough.
It will cost a lot of money to come back.
But how did he know she had this idea?
"Mind reading?"
He sighed.
Then Huangwu watched him bend down and gradually approach her, as if trying to see something in her eyes.
"It's not mind reading."
"Oh." She guessed it wasn't true either.
Although I haven't learned or have any interest in learning magic to prevent mind reading, I'm not so clueless as to not even realize I'm being mind-read.
I shifted slightly to make the leaning position more comfortable.
She asked, "Do you know what a good servant should do?"
He asked, "How do I do it?"
She replied, "A good servant should learn to not know when he should not know."
She continued, "For example, even if you know what your master is thinking, you can't say it out loud."
“Oh,” he replied, then added, “but I don’t want to be just your servant.”
The desolation was momentarily obscured.
The night in Destian is not completely dark; the fluorescent green light of the daytime drifts outside, adding a touch of brightness to the room.
She found it a little unbelievable.
"you like me?"