Of course, the so-called God of Destiny is just Lily's groundless complaint.
As a demigod, she knew very well that there was no god in charge of 'destiny' on this continent. Not to mention, the so-called 'destiny' was actually the product of a combination of various factors, rather than the influence of some superior being.
The rules of pen writing.
She was thinking aimlessly and casually asked the young man opposite, "By the way, how do you know our names?"
The young man slowly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a confident smile.
"Of course I have heard of you, September." He said softly, "The daughter of Ada, who is of noble birth, is willing to step into the world and get along with mortal creatures in person. During the many years of your travels, you must have learned a lot about me.
I think we already have a sufficient understanding of the nature of intelligent beings."
Lily stared at Fimmel closely, trying to see the young man's true nature hidden under his smile, but found nothing.
She turned her head and glanced at Coventry. The Saatchi man remained expressionless, and only his tense arms showed that he was in a state of war. The poor guard was thrown aside by him at some point, and was now lying on his back with his limbs spread out.
He looked up to the sky, breathing heavily, probably glad that he had escaped death.
"What do you want to say?" She looked back and found to her annoyance that the young man was still looking at her without any impatience, "We are too lazy to play riddles with you, so we can just tell you what we have to say?"
"My meaning is very simple. Based on your knowledge and experience in September, you should be able to understand that for so-called 'intelligent creatures', fighting for more resources for the sake of desire, even at the cost of their own lives and the lives of others, is
It's a perfectly normal thing." He narrated calmly, showing no emotion or anger at all, "Since you came to me, it means... you are tired of this kind of worthless fighting."
"In a sense, what you said is right." Lily responded angrily, "Are you trying to win over us?"
"We have a common goal. Wouldn't it be a beautiful thing to form a partnership that works hand in hand?" The young man stood up from behind the desk and stretched out his slender and smooth right hand towards Lily, "I believe that with your help,
, we will definitely be able to achieve the ideal world without desires and disputes as soon as possible. This is also my wish in this life."
The young man's expression was very pious, and his tone did not sound false, but Lily shook her head and refused without thinking.
"Compared with that goal that sounds good, we don't trust your actions... no matter what you have done in the past or your current plans." She ignored the vague expectations in her heart - no matter how beautiful the young man said.
, in the 'future' she saw, the other party did indeed do things that she couldn't tolerate, "What's more, it's impossible for you alone, plus us, to achieve the world you describe?"
"If you don't try it yourself, you will never know the result." Fimmel said confidently, "It is reasonable that you can't believe my wish for a while." He smiled and gave Lily a gift, "In that case, you
You and your companions can stay here for a while, and you will naturally be able to confirm the authenticity of what I say. Of course, I will arrange the best rooms for you, as well as considerate food and services."
Lily glanced back at Coventry, and the Saatchi looked at her coldly, as if wondering what she planned to do.
"I won't bother you anymore." She grinned, showing a provocative smile, "We would like to know more whether you really want to maintain peace here, or whether you have other agendas. Mr. Fimmel Stark, can you
Do you want to answer our question?"
The young man slowly stood up straight, his expression still gentle, "You should be able to figure it out... rather, you already understand it, right, September?"
The temperature in the room was still a bit hot, but Lily felt a chill spreading from her heart. Fimmel was right, she already had her own guess, and even though the other party didn't confirm it personally, he also guessed her thoughts.
"You plan to make the Federation a 'victim', is that so?" The female mercenary narrowed her eyes and watched all the young man's subtle actions. "You deliberately made the Federation not take any action, or even give up its guard, making it look weak and easy to bully...
In this way, the empire, which is already ready to make a move, will try to attack the Federation."
Several crisp claps came. Fimiel put down his hand with a smile, as if he was really happy for Lily, "Very good, keep talking."
"We don't know if you really plan to use the Federation as a sacrifice, or if you have other plans. But in this way, the balance that was barely maintained will no longer exist?" Lily walked closer to the young man.
Stepping forward, he was wary of the opponent's sudden attack, "This is not consistent with what you said... Didn't you say that you planned to build a world without disputes?"
The young man spread his hands and looked at her defenselessly, as if he was telling a simple fact.
"That is my eternal, final vision. But you should know that it is almost impossible to achieve such a great cause in the usual way." Fimir slowly shook his head, "Only when I truly have a strong enough power,
The power that can change everything, then everything can become a reality. And in the process of achieving that goal, there will inevitably be sacrifices and paying a price... Are you willing to shoulder those things with me and witness the arrival of the new world together, Nine
moon?"
Achieve goals and pay the price.
These familiar words made the female mercenary suddenly have a thought, "Femir, you once prayed to an oil lamp, and the price you paid was that you became the "source of evil." Are we right?"
"I didn't expect you to even know this. I should say... it deserves to be September." The young man slowly restrained his smile, "Yes, that is the price I need to pay, and it is also what I want."
"Stop talking nonsense?" Lily felt that her patience was running out, "What did that lamp do to you, and what conspiracy are you planning!"
"You had a chance to know, September." For the first time, the young man's tone became slightly colder, "It's a pity that you made a choice, so you can only witness the reality later."
The two of them attacked each other almost at the same time. Lily swung the giant sword and swept it towards the young man's torso at the shortest distance; the young man quickly retreated, using the table as a barrier to avoid her attack. At the same time, the Sachi swordsman also fought
He raised his weapon and surrounded the young man from the other side.
The female mercenary has full confidence in the outcome of this battle. She knows that Fimir is very strong - but that was him at the end of the "Gray War", not the young wizard he is now. What's more, she learned from Shireen Feil
She learned a lot of tricks against secret magic there, and in situations where the two sides were extremely close, she was confident that the other party would not be able to cast any powerful spells.
She jumped onto the table without stopping and slashed at the young man with a sword from a high place. The mithril blade, which was nearly two meters long, blocked all the young man's dodge space. Lily's attack speed was extremely fast. For a wizard with normal physique,
As far as I'm concerned, there is no chance of escaping through teleportation——
However, her giant sword failed to affect the opponent at all. A slender arm covered with red scales appeared out of thin air and easily grasped the sharp blade. The female mercenary swung the sword with all her strength, only to
The other party's seemingly tender palm left a wound that was only ten centimeters long.
She tried hard to pull out the giant sword, but her slender hand held the sword tightly, and she could do nothing no matter how hard she tried. The female mercenary raised her eyes and saw the face of a red-haired woman, and her
Red vertical pupils full of sarcasm. She turned her head and looked to one side, disappointed to see that Coventry was in the same situation, except that his opponent was replaced by a 'male' with short black hair.
"I think you should understand, September." The young man's voice came just right, "The dragon protects its own property very strictly. The same is true for this chamber of commerce and this country."
She threw away the giant sword without hesitation and pounced towards the young man. At the same time, she tried to transform into a giant wolf and bite off the young man's neck. However, it was too late.
Dazzling light dust exploded less than ten centimeters away from her eyes. Lily immediately turned her head, but her eyes still seemed to be covered with a layer of white mist. Then, a heavy punch from nowhere hit her lower abdomen.
, with overwhelming pain and vomiting, her whole body was thrown to the wall behind her.
It must be that dragon, Lily thought to herself. To be able to possess such power, it must be an adult dragon - perhaps, this is her retribution for killing the black dragon?
She heard the angry roars and slightly painful groans of the Sachi swordsmen. She tried to stand up, but a metal mesh shining with silver-white light enveloped her whole body, and then closed inward, making her
It's hard to even raise your hand.
Lily heard footsteps approaching, and then, without any mercy, the female mercenary was punched in the abdomen again. She immediately vomited out everything she had eaten for lunch, and her mouth was filled with the sour smell of gastric juice.
It was also mixed with a bit of bloody smell. As her mind was dizzy, she heard the young man's voice regaining its gentleness.
"Okay, Lindy, leave her to me. She is a smart person, and one day she will be able to understand my thoughts - even if it is a long time later."
The soft chanting echoed in the room, and a strange fatigue swept over her. Lily tried hard to fight against it, but her traumatized body could not compete with the power of the secret technique. Her eyes slowly closed, and she fell into a brief state of sleep.