HP Dark Lord save the world

Chapter 210 Empathy Doesn't Exist
"No matter what you want to do next, I can only regretfully tell you two that this is the end."

Itana walked into the room with her wand in her hand, her sharp eyes swept over the faces of the two of them.

"Itana?" Grid frowned, looking at Itana suspiciously, his heartbeat, which had been beating violently just now, calmed down slightly.

If it's just a little girl, it's easy to solve.

"Why did you come here?" Grid said pretending to be relaxed, and patted his chest: "You are still here and it shocked us a lot, but I think you seem to have misunderstood something... "

Itana let him speak calmly, covered the wand with the sleeve of her left hand, murmured silently in her heart, and then raised the wand——

Before Grid could utter the following words, his body was hit by the curse.

He opened and closed his mouth, as if he wanted to continue talking, but his body fell backwards uncontrollably.

"In the meantime, you have the right to remain silent." Itana blew on the tip of her wand, as if she were blowing some smoke that didn't exist, as if what she had just fired with it was a bullet.

"The person in the way has been resolved, so, Miss Roria, let's talk?" Itana walked forward with a smile, and when she passed the fainted Greed, she remembered what she had entrusted Peeves to do before, tsk He let out a sigh, and nodded towards Aya with a little apology, "Uh——wait a minute."

Itana squatted down and stretched out her hand to turn Grid over, exposing her back.

Pulling off the back collar of the other party, Itana saw what she wanted to see as she wished.

Skulls, wands, and modern weapons form the mark.

Aya watched the girl who was three years younger than herself check the mark on Grider's body as if no one else was there, bit her lip, and wanted to take the opportunity to sneak attack several times, but in the end she still didn't make a move.

She saw in the girl a calmness that was much higher than that of her peers, and that calm look reminded her of her own sister.

At that time, my sister was also so confident, as if she could break through all the difficulties that appeared in front of her, until—she was bitten by her werewolf boyfriend.

At that time, none of them knew that the man would be a werewolf lurking in the crowd. After all, he was so personable, and when he stood with his sister, it seemed like a match made in heaven.

I asked my sister before, why she was always so fearless, my sister replied, "I don't do bad things, why should I be afraid of this and that."

Don't do bad things... Aya closed her eyes and took a breath, holding herself back, planning to have a good chat with this girl, she'd better leave her own affairs alone.

"Ah, okay, I'm sorry to keep you waiting." Itana confiscated Greed's wand to prevent accidents, tied up her hands and feet, and used a black bag Covered the opponent's head.

Aya looked at the current male chairman who was tied up, and looked at Itana with a bit of vigilance.

Because she seems very skilled.

Itana saw the defense in her eyes, dragged a chair aside and sat down a few meters away from Aya, showing a harmless smile: "Miss Roria, what do you think about what happened just now?" What do you think?"

"It's better for you to leave this matter alone, it's good for you and me." Aya didn't intend to let the other party dominate the conversation, and answered irrelevant questions.

"Answer me, Miss Roria, this will determine what I will do next." Itana persevered, inadvertently glanced at Grid next to her, and then turned her gaze back to Aya, her gaze was extremely sincere.

Aya's heart tightened, and she felt as if she was being watched by some kind of dangerous predator, but it was clearly a 12-year-old girl in front of her. This sense of difference made Aya begin to wonder if there was something wrong with her cognition.

However, she still didn't dare to answer with other words, but answered bravely: "A joining ceremony of an organization..."

"What organization?" Itana's smile deepened, and she stared at the other party without blinking.

"'New World', you probably haven't heard of it..." Aya felt a chill go down her back.

"'New World', I just know about it." Itana said with a smile, her tone soft: "What else? What do they do, you——know?"

Aya swallowed her saliva, and looked away from Itana: "Just, build an ideal world of your own..."

"How to do it?" Itana smiled unabated.

"Of course it is to find a way to change people's ideas. Don't make them look like some kind of evil group!" After not seeing Itana, the sense of inexplicable fear in Aya's heart decreased a lot. It was a small explosion.

Why does she look like she is interrogating herself? Who does she think she is!
"Hey..." Itana's tone suddenly became calm, "Otherwise, what do you think, a hero who saves the world?"

Itana stood up suddenly, pushed the chair aside, and looked down at Aya, "Relying on a group of potential terrorists to build the world the world wants, what kind of world do you want? Criminals walk everywhere Is it the villain's kingdom?"

Aya's face flushed red - she was angry.

"What do you know!"

"Do you know the pain of watching your family members fall into a little bit of desperation but unable to recover?"

"Do you know the despair of having to leave your loved ones!"

"You know I don't even have a place to call home right now!"

Aya gritted her teeth, her lips trembling, as if she wanted to vent all the bitterness accumulated for a long time.

As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes uncontrollably, but she stared stubbornly to keep the tears from flowing, as if she lost if she couldn't control it.

Itana listened to her words with an unchanged expression, in fact, she had answers to every question.

"I know."

Aya glared at her, thinking it was just a perfunctory rhetoric, her eyes were full of water, as if she would be unable to control it in the next second, but the tears never shed.

"My parents left when I was very young, forever."

"My grandma is now missing for some reason."

"My uncle is being stared at all the time because of certain secrets. Maybe one day I will receive bad news about him."

"I don't say this to prove that the suffering you have suffered is not worth mentioning. Everyone has their own life and their own pain. I know that you may be sad, or you may be soaking in despair, but I can't understand it. Your pain cannot experience your pain."

Aya turned her face away, the corners of her mouth curled up mockingly.

Since you can't understand it, what's the point of talking to yourself.

Aya does not deny that she agrees with what the other party said, but a little girl is a little girl, shouldn't she pretend to empathize in order to get the best results at this time.

(End of this chapter)