However, judging from Ming's reaction at the time, it didn't seem like he had been asked this question by Anser before.
Ivora certainly thought about it. In her opinion, it was precisely because it was just a matter of words that Ansher did not ask Xin or other bishops because he might have something more important. And the fact seemed to be true. Ansher should not have asked the church about Wang.
However, is this far-fetched idea really reasonable? Normally, everyone should first assume that Anser already knows Wang's intelligence and make a judgment based on this premise, but Ivora did not do that.
She would rather make up a inexplicable "more important thing" than choose a reason that is more logically tenable.
Because of her character, she didn't want to appear to be so desperate, so powerless that she had to work hard for useless information that Ansel already knew. She didn't want to make the only chance she had finally found become a joke. She needed to convince or even deceive herself that she was doing something that could reverse the situation, and that this thing must be meaningful.
And if Ivola chose to give up using Wang as a breakthrough, she would not have confronted Susilun at the conference table. She would not even appear at that meeting. Naturally, she would not have confronted Susilun at the massacre scene, and was played by Anser... If some anxious supreme being had not intervened, her level of sanity would have dropped several levels by now, not to mention that Mingfulo had subsequent arrangements.
Susilun gambled a small amount for a big gain and won the qualification to host the reception of the church in the whole city, and Ivora would certainly not remain indifferent; as Anther's personal maid, she saw a lot of documents about the church when she came and went, and realized that the church has always been an unstable factor on Anther's side, which gave her an inducement to make moves; finally, as one of the few people in the world who knew the real name of the leader of Flamelchi, Ivora happened to discover that one of them must have a great connection with the church, and she would never let go of this unique opportunity.
She seemed to be making a choice, but in fact she had never made a choice.
"I'm curious, Ivola."
Anser walked along the street to the coast and stopped, looking at the boundless sea: "What are you thinking now?"
A vague choice and a fuzzy node.
Making a choice will raise new questions, and when you hesitate at a fork in the road, it always feels as if every path is correct.
But no matter how she thought about it, she had to make a choice, but... which choice was right? Even if the choice at hand seemed right, would it bring more difficult troubles in the future?
Hydra turned his head, smiled and said to her:
"How do you...think of me?"
Those eyes, deeper than the sea, captured Ivora's heart.
For a moment, even if it was only a short moment, Ivora, who wanted to destroy Ansir, who wanted to gain Ansir's recognition, felt a chill to the bone.
At this moment, she couldn't even understand...what she was facing.
To the extent that Ansel's current behavior, words, and the truth that he had just casually revealed to her, all became part of this coldness and this fear.
——Why on earth did he tell me all this? Is he trying to trick me into doing something? What should I do next?
Although this coldness and fear turned into anger and hatred in an instant, the emotions at that moment were absolutely real.
"Does saying these inexplicable words make you feel accomplished?"
Ivora quickly adjusted his mentality and responded expressionlessly: "I am just doing what is good for me. I have no other thoughts."
Anser looked at her for a long time, then smiled meaningfully: "That's good, you have to maintain this confidence, Ivora."
"Just think of it as doing it for your own good, and keep working hard... By the way, the very important thing I mentioned is the direction you choose."
Anser raised his hand, and the materialized abyss aura entwined between his fingers like flowing water: "Wang, and Long Jin... They are important, not just because they are my father's contracted heads."
"But the church says that man is dead." Ivora frowned slightly.
Hydra shook his head. “I thought you were the person in the world who least believed the church’s words, Ivora.”
Yes, these guys are habitual liars. After all, everything they have is based on lies. It is still unknown whether Wang is alive or dead, and the same goes for Kristolonkin.
Ivora already knew what Anser wanted her to do.
"You want me to... find Wang, and that Long Jin, and find Flamel's head?"
"Yeah, isn't this the path you chose?" Anser smiled with narrowed eyes, "You've been aiming at this only opportunity from the very beginning. You have good insight and deserve praise."
"Of course, there are still many secrets and treasures waiting for us in the Lost Sea, dear Ivora."
"Oh, by the way, if you feel that it's a bit too much for you to do it alone, you can also find a helper like Su Silun did--"
Before Anser could finish his words, Ivora, who had a clear mission, simply turned into flames and disappeared.
"…It would be nice to find a helper."
Anser shook his head and sighed as he said this: "Are you really so impatient that I have nothing to say, or do you simply hate being with me?"
"There's no way Miss Demon would hate being with Ann."
Xin appeared behind Anser and put his arm around his shoulders: "She's just a little...scared."
"Fear?"
"Yeah. Although it was only for a moment, the devil lady did feel the emotion of 'fear'. An's behavior just now really scared her... You are really amazing, An."
"Me? No, no, no, it's not me who's awesome. It's the fate that made her feel 'fear'."
In fact, no matter how Anser behaved, Ivora was almost unlikely to feel fear - because from a normal perspective, Ivora simply did not have the ability to think so deeply. She should not have understood the creepy coincidences and destinies behind the series of decisions she made. She would only think that Anser was simply speaking in riddles, and naturally there would be no so-called fear.
But fate wanted to warn her, just like fate had been trying to make her mature, wanting her to drag Anser into the abyss. However, these so-called opportunities were only given to her by Anser.
And He had no choice but to refuse, just as Ivora had no choice from the beginning.
"But is this really a good thing? In such a short period of time... your emotions have undergone several sudden and unnatural changes."
Hydra hummed a brisk tune leisurely: "The twisted hope of falling with me has shifted to a sudden and huge fear... Do you think it is appropriate to cut Ivora's thoughts and emotions into such messy pieces? Or... are you like her and can no longer find a better choice?"
"You really need to change your habit of getting a bite as soon as you cast the rod, dear fate."
Chapter 26: Xin: Keep talking, I'm listening
Standing at the window and looking at the sacred fleet docked at the port not far away, Ze Rui began to sweat profusely.
No, we agreed to help you. Are you going to take me to confess my crime and be punished?
"Ms. Ze Rui, don't be nervous."
Marina's gentle voice sounded in her ears: "We just need you to make a simple confirmation."
Ze Rui forced herself not to turn around and look at the crow standing on her shoulder, and asked cautiously, "Do you want me to confirm whether those death row prisoners are still there?"
"Yes, it's simple, right?"
This brisk tone even made the adventurer think of the warm and sweet smile of the black-haired older sister, but she just wanted to jump into the sea and run away.
"This... isn't a good idea." The girl laughed dryly. "People from the Tribunal and the Arbitration Office are still stationed on the ship. With such a big incident happening, they will be very alert."
"It's okay, I believe you." The crow patted her shoulder generously with its wings.
It's not you who was caught and barbecued by those guys, so what's the point of you trusting me!
Although she really wanted to shout out loud, considering the cold aura spreading from the crow's claws to her whole body, Ze Rui still chose to remain silent.
Marina said softly, "Don't worry, Miss Susilen will discuss some matters with the bishops at this time and help you divert most of the attention."
Ze Rui turned her head, and the girl in the white dress who looked very noble smiled at her gently... Both of them loved to laugh, and their laughter made her doubt that she was really doing something very simple.
The more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to lie!
The girl thought indignantly, but when the words came to her lips, she turned into a well-behaved and flattering tone: "I'm sure you'll feel relieved with my sister here. Sister, you're so capable... If something unexpected happens, you shouldn't mind giving me a hand, right?"
Miss Witch covered her beak with her wings and chuckled, "I am younger than you, Miss Ze Rui."
"Eh? Ah? Then... then sister, you won't just watch me being skewered and roasted by the people of the Inquisition, right?"
Ze Rui's address conversion was so smooth that Su Silun was speechless. She said bitterly without any embarrassment: "I know you are amazing. I can tell at a glance!"
"is it?"
"Yeah yeah!"
"What about my father?"
"...?"
Ze Rui was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted: "You mean that handsome blond guy? Is he really your father?"
Seeing that Marina kept calling them "Miss" here and "Miss" there in such a strange way, she didn't take the witch's previous words too seriously.
"Sometimes, I really like to call Mr. Anser that." Marina's slightly hoarse low laughter tickled people's hearts, but Ze Rui, who was also a woman, couldn't stand it. She just felt goose bumps all over her body - how could she not understand the meaning of this "Dad"?
She looks quite dignified, but she is so indecent. She even covets her sisters' father. She is a bad woman!
The little girl is small and has a bad temper. It is unknown whether she can protect her equally dishonest father from this bad woman.
The soul chat room was filled with Xitana's wild laughter, and even Marina herself almost couldn't hold it back.
"Ming Fuluo, if you ask me, you really have to make her completely believe that Ansel is your father. She is such a genius. I want to hear her continue to talk nonsense." Miss Wolf said this intermittently while laughing until she was about to die.
Ming Fuluo didn't answer at all. Well... when Xitana started laughing wildly, she tactically exited the chat room.
"Well, then... just treat him as your father." Ze Rui coughed awkwardly. Although she didn't know why this Crow lady suddenly brought up the golden-haired handsome guy, she still answered honestly, "He... looks pretty powerful, and not just ordinary powerful."
"Not just ordinary powerful?"
"It's like...if I keep sneaking around to look at him, I feel like I might die at any moment."
Sometimes, Miss Adventurer was surprisingly frank: "If I pry any further, I'll die. That's how he makes me feel."
"That's it..."
Marina gently flapped her wings and said nothing more, but the other girls had already started a discussion.
"It's impossible for an ordinary third-level extraordinary person to be this sharp... No, even I have never felt the threat of death from Anser if I take one more step."
Hitana has absolute confidence in her intuition. Even without the blessing of the Wind Head, she does not believe that anyone in this world can surpass her in the beast instinct of life and death.
"According to Xin, her soul is highly sensitive to the abyss..." "How did you just come back?" "Shut up."
Ming Furo, who came online at the right time, had a quarrel with Xitana at the speed of light. She should be the one who cares about Ze Rui the most among all the girls. After all, from the moment she met her while shopping with Anser, she always felt that there was something wrong with this thief.
"In theory, her high sensitivity to the abyss does cause her to have a certain inexplicable fear of Anser. This is reasonable, but it is precisely this kind of rationality that cannot be ignored."
"Just the right amount of reasonableness, ambiguous...correct." Xin murmured thoughtfully.
"But even though she was aware of Anser's danger, she still showed relaxation from the inside out when she was in contact with Anser."
Miss Saint was full of curiosity about Ze Rui: "How did she do it?"
"He's just not in his right mind." Ming Fuluo's voice was icy. "Do you think a normal person would think about those inexplicable things instead of thinking about how to get out of this situation?"
The inexplicable adventurer lady has finally made up her mind.
She had been considering taking a gamble and trying to slip away from Marina's sight, but on the one hand she was afraid of the red-haired female ghost, and on the other hand... it was difficult to leave behind this thick and powerful thigh.
To be able to chat and laugh with the church, he must be a noble of at least the level of a marquis, right? This is a great man! How much convenience can it bring to oneself if I hold on to such a thigh?
So, after getting Marina's promise, Ze Rui decided to take another big gamble... Anyway, it was just to see if those death row prisoners were still there, and if there were any mistakes, there would be someone to cover it. Uh... she should cover it, right?
"Ms. Lance." Suslen bowed slightly to Marina, "The time agreed with the bishops has come. I will take my leave now."
Marina patted the back of Ze Rui's head gently: "Well, it's time for us to leave. Let's go, Miss Ze Rui."
"it is good……"
Although they had already decided to take a big gamble, when it came time to actually start betting, Ze Rui still dragged her feet and looked very reluctant.
Su Silun had already left the room. After taking a few deep breaths, Ze Rui checked the props and equipment on hand, encouraged herself, and turned to look at Marina: "Should I use space magic to jump over, or..."
"No, just come in."
Marina smiled and flapped her wings lightly, and a deep shadow door appeared on the wall on Ze Rui's left hand side, and she flew straight over Ze Rui's shoulder into the darkness that seemed to swallow everything.
Looking at the door in front of her that seemed to lead to the abyss of hell, although Ze Rui was unsure, she still gritted her teeth and stepped in bravely.
The moment she stepped in, she tried her best to restrain her breath, and the three escape plans were immediately put into preparation. But when Ze Rui opened her eyes again, the scene in front of her stunned her.
The sun, the beach, the blue sea... and a table with tea, wine and snacks. The bad woman who coveted her sister's father sat opposite her gracefully and elegantly, sipping the tea with her eyes half closed.
“This is…” Ze Rui’s voice began to tremble, “hospice care?”
The fact that she didn't get choked was enough to prove Marina's profound self-cultivation, but even so, her hand holding the teacup still shook slightly.
The witch lady pursed her lips hard, trying not to laugh in an inappropriate way.
"You think too much, Miss Ze Rui. Please take a seat first. Whether it's tea or wine, please help yourself."
Ze Rui then sat down doubtfully and poured a bottle of wine that looked extremely expensive into the glass. Marina even snapped her fingers and added two ice cubes for her!
"Ice and orchids. Mr. Anser always likes to add two cubes of ice. His taste is always the best. Try it."
Ze Rui looked at the crystal clear wine and the clanging ice cubes, then turned to look at the deserted beach and the blue sea, and fell into deep thought.
Didn't I have to risk being roasted by the Inquisition to sneak into the Church Fleet for the second time? Why did I suddenly start my vacation?
"I told you, Miss Zerui, this is a very simple matter."
Marina sipped her tea, her tone light and leisurely.
"The life or death of the death row prisoner is not important. What is important is... your reply to Miss Susilen. If you are willing to listen to my arrangements, then we can sit here and drink tea and eat some snacks until their meeting is over. If you have your own ideas..."
Ivora certainly thought about it. In her opinion, it was precisely because it was just a matter of words that Ansher did not ask Xin or other bishops because he might have something more important. And the fact seemed to be true. Ansher should not have asked the church about Wang.
However, is this far-fetched idea really reasonable? Normally, everyone should first assume that Anser already knows Wang's intelligence and make a judgment based on this premise, but Ivora did not do that.
She would rather make up a inexplicable "more important thing" than choose a reason that is more logically tenable.
Because of her character, she didn't want to appear to be so desperate, so powerless that she had to work hard for useless information that Ansel already knew. She didn't want to make the only chance she had finally found become a joke. She needed to convince or even deceive herself that she was doing something that could reverse the situation, and that this thing must be meaningful.
And if Ivola chose to give up using Wang as a breakthrough, she would not have confronted Susilun at the conference table. She would not even appear at that meeting. Naturally, she would not have confronted Susilun at the massacre scene, and was played by Anser... If some anxious supreme being had not intervened, her level of sanity would have dropped several levels by now, not to mention that Mingfulo had subsequent arrangements.
Susilun gambled a small amount for a big gain and won the qualification to host the reception of the church in the whole city, and Ivora would certainly not remain indifferent; as Anther's personal maid, she saw a lot of documents about the church when she came and went, and realized that the church has always been an unstable factor on Anther's side, which gave her an inducement to make moves; finally, as one of the few people in the world who knew the real name of the leader of Flamelchi, Ivora happened to discover that one of them must have a great connection with the church, and she would never let go of this unique opportunity.
She seemed to be making a choice, but in fact she had never made a choice.
"I'm curious, Ivola."
Anser walked along the street to the coast and stopped, looking at the boundless sea: "What are you thinking now?"
A vague choice and a fuzzy node.
Making a choice will raise new questions, and when you hesitate at a fork in the road, it always feels as if every path is correct.
But no matter how she thought about it, she had to make a choice, but... which choice was right? Even if the choice at hand seemed right, would it bring more difficult troubles in the future?
Hydra turned his head, smiled and said to her:
"How do you...think of me?"
Those eyes, deeper than the sea, captured Ivora's heart.
For a moment, even if it was only a short moment, Ivora, who wanted to destroy Ansir, who wanted to gain Ansir's recognition, felt a chill to the bone.
At this moment, she couldn't even understand...what she was facing.
To the extent that Ansel's current behavior, words, and the truth that he had just casually revealed to her, all became part of this coldness and this fear.
——Why on earth did he tell me all this? Is he trying to trick me into doing something? What should I do next?
Although this coldness and fear turned into anger and hatred in an instant, the emotions at that moment were absolutely real.
"Does saying these inexplicable words make you feel accomplished?"
Ivora quickly adjusted his mentality and responded expressionlessly: "I am just doing what is good for me. I have no other thoughts."
Anser looked at her for a long time, then smiled meaningfully: "That's good, you have to maintain this confidence, Ivora."
"Just think of it as doing it for your own good, and keep working hard... By the way, the very important thing I mentioned is the direction you choose."
Anser raised his hand, and the materialized abyss aura entwined between his fingers like flowing water: "Wang, and Long Jin... They are important, not just because they are my father's contracted heads."
"But the church says that man is dead." Ivora frowned slightly.
Hydra shook his head. “I thought you were the person in the world who least believed the church’s words, Ivora.”
Yes, these guys are habitual liars. After all, everything they have is based on lies. It is still unknown whether Wang is alive or dead, and the same goes for Kristolonkin.
Ivora already knew what Anser wanted her to do.
"You want me to... find Wang, and that Long Jin, and find Flamel's head?"
"Yeah, isn't this the path you chose?" Anser smiled with narrowed eyes, "You've been aiming at this only opportunity from the very beginning. You have good insight and deserve praise."
"Of course, there are still many secrets and treasures waiting for us in the Lost Sea, dear Ivora."
"Oh, by the way, if you feel that it's a bit too much for you to do it alone, you can also find a helper like Su Silun did--"
Before Anser could finish his words, Ivora, who had a clear mission, simply turned into flames and disappeared.
"…It would be nice to find a helper."
Anser shook his head and sighed as he said this: "Are you really so impatient that I have nothing to say, or do you simply hate being with me?"
"There's no way Miss Demon would hate being with Ann."
Xin appeared behind Anser and put his arm around his shoulders: "She's just a little...scared."
"Fear?"
"Yeah. Although it was only for a moment, the devil lady did feel the emotion of 'fear'. An's behavior just now really scared her... You are really amazing, An."
"Me? No, no, no, it's not me who's awesome. It's the fate that made her feel 'fear'."
In fact, no matter how Anser behaved, Ivora was almost unlikely to feel fear - because from a normal perspective, Ivora simply did not have the ability to think so deeply. She should not have understood the creepy coincidences and destinies behind the series of decisions she made. She would only think that Anser was simply speaking in riddles, and naturally there would be no so-called fear.
But fate wanted to warn her, just like fate had been trying to make her mature, wanting her to drag Anser into the abyss. However, these so-called opportunities were only given to her by Anser.
And He had no choice but to refuse, just as Ivora had no choice from the beginning.
"But is this really a good thing? In such a short period of time... your emotions have undergone several sudden and unnatural changes."
Hydra hummed a brisk tune leisurely: "The twisted hope of falling with me has shifted to a sudden and huge fear... Do you think it is appropriate to cut Ivora's thoughts and emotions into such messy pieces? Or... are you like her and can no longer find a better choice?"
"You really need to change your habit of getting a bite as soon as you cast the rod, dear fate."
Chapter 26: Xin: Keep talking, I'm listening
Standing at the window and looking at the sacred fleet docked at the port not far away, Ze Rui began to sweat profusely.
No, we agreed to help you. Are you going to take me to confess my crime and be punished?
"Ms. Ze Rui, don't be nervous."
Marina's gentle voice sounded in her ears: "We just need you to make a simple confirmation."
Ze Rui forced herself not to turn around and look at the crow standing on her shoulder, and asked cautiously, "Do you want me to confirm whether those death row prisoners are still there?"
"Yes, it's simple, right?"
This brisk tone even made the adventurer think of the warm and sweet smile of the black-haired older sister, but she just wanted to jump into the sea and run away.
"This... isn't a good idea." The girl laughed dryly. "People from the Tribunal and the Arbitration Office are still stationed on the ship. With such a big incident happening, they will be very alert."
"It's okay, I believe you." The crow patted her shoulder generously with its wings.
It's not you who was caught and barbecued by those guys, so what's the point of you trusting me!
Although she really wanted to shout out loud, considering the cold aura spreading from the crow's claws to her whole body, Ze Rui still chose to remain silent.
Marina said softly, "Don't worry, Miss Susilen will discuss some matters with the bishops at this time and help you divert most of the attention."
Ze Rui turned her head, and the girl in the white dress who looked very noble smiled at her gently... Both of them loved to laugh, and their laughter made her doubt that she was really doing something very simple.
The more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to lie!
The girl thought indignantly, but when the words came to her lips, she turned into a well-behaved and flattering tone: "I'm sure you'll feel relieved with my sister here. Sister, you're so capable... If something unexpected happens, you shouldn't mind giving me a hand, right?"
Miss Witch covered her beak with her wings and chuckled, "I am younger than you, Miss Ze Rui."
"Eh? Ah? Then... then sister, you won't just watch me being skewered and roasted by the people of the Inquisition, right?"
Ze Rui's address conversion was so smooth that Su Silun was speechless. She said bitterly without any embarrassment: "I know you are amazing. I can tell at a glance!"
"is it?"
"Yeah yeah!"
"What about my father?"
"...?"
Ze Rui was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted: "You mean that handsome blond guy? Is he really your father?"
Seeing that Marina kept calling them "Miss" here and "Miss" there in such a strange way, she didn't take the witch's previous words too seriously.
"Sometimes, I really like to call Mr. Anser that." Marina's slightly hoarse low laughter tickled people's hearts, but Ze Rui, who was also a woman, couldn't stand it. She just felt goose bumps all over her body - how could she not understand the meaning of this "Dad"?
She looks quite dignified, but she is so indecent. She even covets her sisters' father. She is a bad woman!
The little girl is small and has a bad temper. It is unknown whether she can protect her equally dishonest father from this bad woman.
The soul chat room was filled with Xitana's wild laughter, and even Marina herself almost couldn't hold it back.
"Ming Fuluo, if you ask me, you really have to make her completely believe that Ansel is your father. She is such a genius. I want to hear her continue to talk nonsense." Miss Wolf said this intermittently while laughing until she was about to die.
Ming Fuluo didn't answer at all. Well... when Xitana started laughing wildly, she tactically exited the chat room.
"Well, then... just treat him as your father." Ze Rui coughed awkwardly. Although she didn't know why this Crow lady suddenly brought up the golden-haired handsome guy, she still answered honestly, "He... looks pretty powerful, and not just ordinary powerful."
"Not just ordinary powerful?"
"It's like...if I keep sneaking around to look at him, I feel like I might die at any moment."
Sometimes, Miss Adventurer was surprisingly frank: "If I pry any further, I'll die. That's how he makes me feel."
"That's it..."
Marina gently flapped her wings and said nothing more, but the other girls had already started a discussion.
"It's impossible for an ordinary third-level extraordinary person to be this sharp... No, even I have never felt the threat of death from Anser if I take one more step."
Hitana has absolute confidence in her intuition. Even without the blessing of the Wind Head, she does not believe that anyone in this world can surpass her in the beast instinct of life and death.
"According to Xin, her soul is highly sensitive to the abyss..." "How did you just come back?" "Shut up."
Ming Furo, who came online at the right time, had a quarrel with Xitana at the speed of light. She should be the one who cares about Ze Rui the most among all the girls. After all, from the moment she met her while shopping with Anser, she always felt that there was something wrong with this thief.
"In theory, her high sensitivity to the abyss does cause her to have a certain inexplicable fear of Anser. This is reasonable, but it is precisely this kind of rationality that cannot be ignored."
"Just the right amount of reasonableness, ambiguous...correct." Xin murmured thoughtfully.
"But even though she was aware of Anser's danger, she still showed relaxation from the inside out when she was in contact with Anser."
Miss Saint was full of curiosity about Ze Rui: "How did she do it?"
"He's just not in his right mind." Ming Fuluo's voice was icy. "Do you think a normal person would think about those inexplicable things instead of thinking about how to get out of this situation?"
The inexplicable adventurer lady has finally made up her mind.
She had been considering taking a gamble and trying to slip away from Marina's sight, but on the one hand she was afraid of the red-haired female ghost, and on the other hand... it was difficult to leave behind this thick and powerful thigh.
To be able to chat and laugh with the church, he must be a noble of at least the level of a marquis, right? This is a great man! How much convenience can it bring to oneself if I hold on to such a thigh?
So, after getting Marina's promise, Ze Rui decided to take another big gamble... Anyway, it was just to see if those death row prisoners were still there, and if there were any mistakes, there would be someone to cover it. Uh... she should cover it, right?
"Ms. Lance." Suslen bowed slightly to Marina, "The time agreed with the bishops has come. I will take my leave now."
Marina patted the back of Ze Rui's head gently: "Well, it's time for us to leave. Let's go, Miss Ze Rui."
"it is good……"
Although they had already decided to take a big gamble, when it came time to actually start betting, Ze Rui still dragged her feet and looked very reluctant.
Su Silun had already left the room. After taking a few deep breaths, Ze Rui checked the props and equipment on hand, encouraged herself, and turned to look at Marina: "Should I use space magic to jump over, or..."
"No, just come in."
Marina smiled and flapped her wings lightly, and a deep shadow door appeared on the wall on Ze Rui's left hand side, and she flew straight over Ze Rui's shoulder into the darkness that seemed to swallow everything.
Looking at the door in front of her that seemed to lead to the abyss of hell, although Ze Rui was unsure, she still gritted her teeth and stepped in bravely.
The moment she stepped in, she tried her best to restrain her breath, and the three escape plans were immediately put into preparation. But when Ze Rui opened her eyes again, the scene in front of her stunned her.
The sun, the beach, the blue sea... and a table with tea, wine and snacks. The bad woman who coveted her sister's father sat opposite her gracefully and elegantly, sipping the tea with her eyes half closed.
“This is…” Ze Rui’s voice began to tremble, “hospice care?”
The fact that she didn't get choked was enough to prove Marina's profound self-cultivation, but even so, her hand holding the teacup still shook slightly.
The witch lady pursed her lips hard, trying not to laugh in an inappropriate way.
"You think too much, Miss Ze Rui. Please take a seat first. Whether it's tea or wine, please help yourself."
Ze Rui then sat down doubtfully and poured a bottle of wine that looked extremely expensive into the glass. Marina even snapped her fingers and added two ice cubes for her!
"Ice and orchids. Mr. Anser always likes to add two cubes of ice. His taste is always the best. Try it."
Ze Rui looked at the crystal clear wine and the clanging ice cubes, then turned to look at the deserted beach and the blue sea, and fell into deep thought.
Didn't I have to risk being roasted by the Inquisition to sneak into the Church Fleet for the second time? Why did I suddenly start my vacation?
"I told you, Miss Zerui, this is a very simple matter."
Marina sipped her tea, her tone light and leisurely.
"The life or death of the death row prisoner is not important. What is important is... your reply to Miss Susilen. If you are willing to listen to my arrangements, then we can sit here and drink tea and eat some snacks until their meeting is over. If you have your own ideas..."
