Really? I'm fighting the Dark Emperor.

Chapter 370 Love is the perdition of free will

This incredible feeling doesn't stem from being liked by others.

Actually, quite a few people like her—maybe, but she doesn't really remember them.

It's been too long to mention before, but I've been hearing about it occasionally from Mr. Carrington recently.

The unbelievable thing was that she had considered the possibility that he was after her.

But unexpectedly, it was... aimed at her.

"I love you."

He tucked her hair behind her ear, a sudden and inexplicable movement, and she realized he was observing her.

What are you looking at?

Oh, let's see her reaction.

His words were spoken with a mixture of nervousness and seriousness, yet also with a touch of casualness, as if they had been rehearsed countless times and were now uttered spontaneously.

"Ah." Huangwu responded briefly, too lazy to look up at him anymore. She casually played with her hair, waiting for him to say what he was about to say.

"My life is in your hands, so you don't need to worry about me betraying you no matter what."

“Hmm,” he paused, “there are quite a few people who have signed magical contracts with Mr. Clinton, I don’t need to worry about any of them betraying me.”

"Their magical abilities are inferior to mine."

The hidden key points were blatantly displayed under the light. Huangwu sat up straight and casually pulled Miya Xing to the same height as her.

The other person stumbled as she pulled him, but seemed to have expected it, and his posture was not as disheveled as she had anticipated.

Not so good.

He seems to know her very well?

"Yes, that's right, their magical abilities are inferior to yours." The situation reversed in an instant.

The initial atmosphere was disrupted, and he lost his superior position. He could feel her fingers gently stroking his eyebrows and eyes, her fingertips carrying her warmth all the way to his neck. Her eyes narrowed slightly, and she made no further move.

"Not only them, but I am also inferior to you."

Miya Xing felt a slight unease.

In his panicked attack, he didn't use his full strength.

She saw it.

Even from a barely clear glimpse, it was clear that he needed to reconsider the information he had received from the gloomy duchess.

"Have you thought of a new reason, Mr. Undercover Agent?"

The hand around her neck tightened suddenly.

Killing a Quark race member with considerable magical abilities using such an action is no easy task.

She didn't use magic.

There is still hope.

"If you need it, I can give you everything I have."

"so?"

What should I do to make you believe me?

She let go.

“There’s a bottle of magic potion on the table,” she said, leaning back in her chair and watching him with an air of nonchalance, her words ambiguous in their sincerity. “Drink it, and I’ll believe you.”

Miya Xing glanced at the table and saw many bottles of magic potions. He picked up one of them, and the words "Sincere Heart" were prominently circled on the bottle.

Then, he skillfully gulped it down in one go.

My mind went blank for a moment, I couldn't see anything clearly, only felt a surging urge to speak.

"I……"

"Huh?" He got up, walked past him, and picked up the bottle that had fallen to the ground. "The whole bottle is gone?"

She couldn't care less what he wanted from "me".

This bottle is very expensive!

She didn't even say which bottle she wanted to drink!

The most expensive whole bottle was just wasted like that?

"Maybe I know restoration magic?"

"you will not."

"Shut up."

"sorry."

She decided to give it a try.

Tried it.

The label on the bottle disappeared without a trace, and it's unclear where it was restored to.

The bottle was empty; the potion hadn't magically appeared out of thin air.

"My magic is very powerful."

He staggered towards her, looking drunk. If she weren't worried that kicking him would mean losing all her money, she would have really wanted to throw him out the window.

"I want to protect you."

Is she going to encounter something very dangerous recently?

"Someone wants to harm me?"

"The Dark Emperor cannot be trusted; he is merely using us..."

“Alright,” Huangwu interrupted him, “tell me something I don’t know.”

He stood there, bewildered, saying, "I'm sorry."

...Perhaps she shouldn't have refused so readily when the shopkeeper offered her a guide on how to use the potions.

Let me just pick a question:

"Do you really love me?"

I wonder if this kind of magic potion has any effect on summoning souls.

She had disliked that damned mind-stealing technique for a long time.

"Well, I love you."

"So you're going to such lengths to sign a magic contract with me?"

It's somewhat difficult to use the Soul Reaper twice on the same matter.

Try looking for something eerie first.

"No, I don't want to sign a magic contract with you."

"Ok?"

The Dark Desert is also a good option; it's much easier to find than the Gloomy Forest.

"I want to protect you."

"We've already covered that, let's talk about something else."

Yin Sen has long been active in opposing the Quark Clan, and she doesn't want to be taken advantage of by the Quark Clan if she rushes over there rashly.

I want you to like me too.

"Hmm?" Huangwu perked up, no longer dwelling on such irrelevant thoughts. "You want me to like you? How much?"

"Just like liking gold coins."

?

That's quite an idea.

She beckoned with her finger, but the other person stood still without reacting.

Almost forgot, potions don't come with the "behave" effect.

She seemed to remember something and took a couple of steps away, and he followed suit, taking two steps closer.

When she walked in his direction again, he did not follow her backward.

"Just because you want me to like you, it's okay to sign a magic contract and give up your freedom?"

"that's not important."

Something vaguely popped into my mind, but when I tried to find it, I found nothing.

She touched her heart and felt something was wrong with her.

"Did you or the person behind you use control magic on me?"

His tone became aggrieved: "I didn't."

Strangely, a strange urge arose within him to hug and comfort the other person.

The images that come to mind are too terrifying, and upon closer reflection, they can even make one feel somewhat disgusted with oneself.

She was certain she had never seen such a person before, and even more certain that she had no missing memories.

Similarly, no reason for this anomaly could be found from past experience.

But if she could easily fall in love with someone just because of a couple of honest words, then she's really lucky she wasn't riddled with holes by those covetous nobles.

Ultimately, she attributed this to the novelty.

"Never mind." She couldn't figure out this kind of love-or-love thing, so she decided to ask something more useful.

He took out his notebook, sat back down in his chair, and then made him stand up straight a little further away: "Well, let's start with the first one—is the information Carrington found about your identity accurate?"

He swayed slightly, head bowed, a moment of clarity flashing in his eyes.

"Yes, that's true."

……

……

When dawn broke, he struggled to open his eyes and it took him a long time to figure out where he was.

Wow, almost exactly as planned. You really know her well.

The familiar voice brought Miya Xing fully awake.

Does she completely trust me?

He must have known she had the Truth Potion last night before he went there.

Such a distant yet close relationship is too easy to maintain; it's difficult to take things further without something happening.

He didn't like waiting for things to come to him; it was too passive and involved too much uncertainty.

Based on real-time favorability ratings, her liking for you hasn't changed much, and her trust has increased slightly, but not by much.

"Ah."

Don't be discouraged! Last night, our real-time favorability rating reached an unprecedented high!

He figured that even something unprecedented wouldn't be that high.

"Real-time favorability rating? Can you check her feelings towards me, and also check my feelings towards her?"

[It's a small matter. It's easy to find out who's connected to you, but as for feelings of goodwill, the conclusion is for reference only.]

"That's it."

For example, your level of affection for me has always been very low, and your trust level has remained unchanged from beginning to end, always being zero.

Mysterious Star: ...

He wasn't thinking about anything.