Chapter Thirteen Children Can't Understand the Big Truth
"I don't want your inheritance." Mi'er refused directly.
"I don't want it either." Mia said angrily.
Damn it, I am your little apprentice! You actually gave priority to passing it on to Mi'er instead of passing it on to me? Stinky master!!!
Rasul frowned, although he didn't expect her to agree immediately, but the other party refused so straightforwardly at the first time, which made him realize that things were not that simple.
So, is it still because of insufficient trust?
"It doesn't matter." Rasul said nonchalantly, "I'm not in a hurry to answer. You... you two can think about it slowly."
"If we don't agree now, are you going to start manipulating our thoughts and planting a backdoor in our minds?" Mi'er asked him.
"How is that possible?" Rasul laughed dumbly, "What's more, there are no ways to test and clean up in your team, so why should I do that?"
The two little girls were shocked when they heard this. So if we didn't know about this, would you have attacked us?
"Did you see that?" Rasul pointed at the panicked crowd below and said solemnly, "These weak people, if they are not organized, even the simplest violence can scare them away."
"You and I were once one of them, but we were lucky enough to get the opportunity and gain the power to shake our fate. But they are still sinking into it and cannot be freed for a long time. Don't you want to do something for them?
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"I don't want to." Mia shook her head.
Rasul choked when he heard this, and then looked at Mi'er again.
"I can't confirm whether what you said is true." Mi'er also said seriously, "What if you use this as an excuse to use us to achieve other ulterior purposes?"
"I can prove this." Rasul smiled bitterly, "But you will definitely not believe my proof."
"That's right, because we lack the most basic trust between us." Mi'er said.
"Although you are my master," Mia echoed, "but your quirks and personality are quite weird. It's really hard for me to give you even a minimum of trust!"
"What does this have to do with my hobbies!" Rasul became angry after hearing this, "I just like a stronger and more toned body, right? It's your views on mate selection that are problematic, right? That guy Asker has
What a good thing! I’m just training you as subordinates worthy of training! Are you masochists?”
"I feel safe around him," Mi'er said.
"And the leader is very handsome." Mia said.
Both Mier and Rasul looked at Mia in surprise.
"Actually, the leader's appearance is not very in line with my taste." Mi'er frowned slightly and said with a wry smile.
As a half-elf, affected by her bloodline genes, she actually prefers the feminine and creamy appearance, but after all, half-elves don't choose a partner entirely based on their appearance.
"But I think Ask is not bad looking?" Mia described incredulously, "Don't you think he has that kind of...exotic, mixed-race charm?"
"The Achilles family does have blood from the Kingdom of Dragons." Rasul nodded and said, "As for mixed blood, even though it has been diluted for so many generations, it can barely be considered a mixed blood... No! I am not discussing sexual fetishes with you.
Yeah! Let’s talk about it again..."
He suddenly had an idea and realized the thinking rut that trapped him, as well as the real key to breaking the situation!
"Hahaha." Rasul crossed his arms and sneered contemptuously, "But to Asik, you are just apprentices, subordinates and sisters, right? I don't think he is some kind of pervert who can hunt young girls.
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To be called perverted, your orientation is perverted! Even though they were complaining in their hearts, Mia and Mi'er still looked ugly.
Because what Rasul said is right. The most intimate gesture Asik has ever done with them now is actually just touching their heads...
"That's different!" Before Mi'er could say anything, Mia couldn't hold herself back and jumped up, "First of all! Ask will definitely not find a partner so early!"
"Secondly, don't all men like young girls? In a few years, when we grow up, we will be the youngest and most beautiful girls in the team! Time is on our side!"
"Are you sure?" Rasul asked sarcastically.
"I...I'm not sure." Mia's voice suddenly weakened again.
She originally just wanted to refute Rasul's point of view, but after she finished speaking, she remembered that her master was a pervert with very special preferences. Who can guarantee that Asker would not be like him... Bah, bah, bah, what?
Maybe! This pervert is one of a million, okay?
As if he had read through her thoughts, Rasul's eyelids twitched, and he managed to calm down his anger and said:
"I'm not talking about quirks! I mean...men consider many factors when choosing a spouse!"
"Compared with their family background, Nora and Eleanor's starting point is much higher than yours. As long as you choose any one of them, Asker will not have to worry about the lives of his descendants and the lives of future generations. You can live with them.
Do they compare?"
"Compared with the feminine charm of Medea, who has succubus blood, and Paige, who can freely change her appearance, aren't they far better than you? Even the most new-fashionable men will be easily tethered by their extraordinary abilities!"
"Even considering the future potential, wouldn't it be better for Theodora, who has the orthodox bloodline of the Solomon royal family and political bargaining chip, or the powerful Hildafa, who holds the ax of the north wind tightly, to hide in a corner and shoot cold shots?
Are you more worthy of training than those of you who are backstabbing? If you put aside the team and can only choose one as your companion, what reason does Asik have to choose you?"
Every time Rasul asked a question, the eyes of the two little girls became gloomier. In the end, the haze in their eyes was almost dripping with tears. Of course, they were weak and helpless tears.
But after all, they were strong enough not to cry, and Rasul slowed down his tone in time, and then said encouragingly:
"So what you really need is to accumulate your own unique advantages before the game begins! In the fierce battle that is destined to come, I will increase the chips for you to snatch the leader, and even win this love competition.
The essential!"
Mia, Mier:………………
Damn it, Rasul, who had uprightly invited them to become "partners of justice" just now, suddenly changed his mind and wanted to help them chase the leader. This is no longer a question of reliability. The logic turns so bluntly that it is simply
It’s so outrageous.
But...the two little girls looked at each other.
Although I know that Mia’s master has impure intentions and is clearly trying to seduce us with sugar-coated bullets. But can we just eat the sugar-coated stuff and throw away the bullets?