The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 236 Believer

Although she had experienced the enthusiasm of the rotten knights before, Millicent was still surprised by Maremare's offensive.

Millicent subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand, but she hesitated because she was afraid of hurting her heart. She looked at her teacher for help.

Wuming just spread his hands at her: "You decide for yourself."

"I decide..." Millicent rolled her eyes and thought for a while, then withdrew her hand, jumped high, and the waterfowl danced wildly.

"Wait, wait." Seeing this, Wuming quickly raised his shield to block him, carrying a continuous rain of swords, and stood in front of Maremare.

"Won't you tell me to let me decide?" said Millicent.

"If you refuse, you can just refuse verbally, there is no need to kill them all." Wuming said with a pale face, "Why are you so unlucky, you are so murderous all of a sudden, you are not like this before."

"I don't know either," Millicent said, "but when you let me decide, sir, I suddenly wanted to waterfowl."

Wuming was helpless, holding down Millicon's hand holding the knife, turned around and said with a smile:

"Master Mare, don't worry, my apprentice is not emotionally stable—"

Maremare stared blankly at Millicent, the light of the knife was still reflected in his eyes, and it lasted for a long time.

"Scared?" Wuming waved his hand in front of Maremare.

Maremare clasped her prosthetic hand tightly again, raised her head, trembling all over: "Ah, it's the fluttering dance of waterfowl, it really is you—quick! Hack me to death! I can die under this wonderful sword dance. I have no regrets in my life!"

Millicent took a step back as if seeing the Cursed Frog, and now she didn't even have the thought of attacking.

"That's great, Lord Mare is very generous and didn't blame you." Wuming pulled Millison away, "Master Mare, I'll go and teach her a lesson first, and I'll give you an answer later."

"Wait for me, I'll go too." Letina also followed.

Letina now has no doubt that Wuming will sell Millicent in order to cooperate with this perverted city lord, she must protect Millicent.

Maremare held the golden prosthetic hand, breathed the breath of the prosthetic glove sleeve on his mouth, clasped the prosthetic hand between his legs, knelt on the ground trembling while kneading, rubbed his head against the dirt, and it took him a long time to recover from his madness.

When he raised his head again, the one in front of him was no longer the red-haired girl, but an old sage in red robe.

Gewei coughed: "Master Mare, it seems that you are very satisfied with that girl."

"Is that the girl you mentioned?" Maremare hurriedly stood up, "Who is she?"

"As she knows." Gewei laughed, "She is the daughter, fragment, and clone of Lady Malenia. And she has inherited the most heroic and beautiful part of Lady Malenia, and is the finest flower bud. She She will be the successor of Lord Malenia, the next Scarlet Valkyrie."

Gewei grabbed Maremare's wrist, and pressed his gloomy and old face to Maremare. Maremare's hand was uncontrollably stiff, and when he was thrown away, the golden prosthetic hand fell on the soil.

Guwei stared at Maremare:

"And you, are responsible for becoming the best flower fertilizer for the buds to bloom."

Seeing Gewei who was close to him, Maremare seemed to be shocked by the oppressive language, but Maremare just looked at Gewei in a daze.

After a while, he shook off Gewei's hand and picked up the golden prosthesis.

"I see." Maremare nodded seriously.

"Great, I knew that you are our trusted partner." Gewei finally smiled on his serious face, "In this way, Lady Malenia will definitely become the goddess of corruption and bring the law of reincarnation back to the junction -"

"Just let me water her, right?" Maremare said, "I'm ready! Kill me and water her with flesh, or... water her with ten drops of blood?"

Maremare's tone was fanatical: "Mr. Gewei, but according to your orders, for Lady Marenia, I will die!"

Gewei was helpless: "I said it metaphorically, Lord Mare, please don't take it literally. Millicent will never bloom scarlet flowers because of your flesh and blood."

"What about ten drops of blood?"

"Not even."

Maremare looked a little disappointed: "Then what should I do?"

"You've got to hold back your attitude and be a decent, wise, dependable man—to be someone important to Millicent," Guewe said.

"I just want to marry her, right?" Maremare summed it up very well.

"If you can become Millicent's husband, it will be the best." Guwei said, "We will also assist you, show your strength, help her take care of her, and plant your own influence deep in her heart."

"Is that all right?" Maremare asked.

"Of course there are still some ceremonies to do afterwards, but as long as you become her important person, then how to operate afterward will be easy." Gewei bowed to Maremare, "For the great cause of corruption, for Marenia My lord, please marry Millicon."

"Don't you want to marry Maremare?"

On the wall of Sunshade City, Wuming asked Millicent.

"Do you still need to confirm this? It's weird to think about it!" Letina said loudly on behalf of the blushing Millicent, "Who would like a guy who proposes to you right away!"

Letina grabbed Millicent's hand vigilantly, and blocked her body with the big wolf on her crotch:

"Don't sell Millicent to that perverted city lord."

"Am I that kind of person?" Wuming said, "Oh, children have their own ideas, you can decide for yourself, but this is my partner, don't refuse by fighting."

"Thank you, teacher." Millicent was grateful for Wuming's enlightenment.

If Wuming really asked her to marry Maremare, she would probably fall into deep entanglement and pain.

"You still have some humanity." Letina also heaved a sigh of relief.

"The teacher is very kind, don't worry." Millicent said while pulling Letina.

Wuming was a little melancholy: "Stone sculpture and silk, Asian altar and border, future and present, it's hard to choose."

"Why did the teacher express such emotion?" Millicent asked.

"The corrupt relatives are urging me to help you fulfill your mission." Wuming said, "Your adoptive father wants you to go far away and pursue your own mission. Since he hopes so much, I can't keep you. But if you leave, naturally there will be no Something happened to Fa and Maremare."

Wuming said: "Congzi is our partner, since it is Gewei's wish, I naturally have to respect it."

"Is it just a commercial consideration?" Millicent was dumbfounded.

"Isn't business enough?" Wuming said, "That's related to thousands of runes! I don't earn runes, can you survive?"

The nameless logic was so flawless that Millicent was speechless and unable to speak, so she could only sigh with her hands on her forehead.

"So, if there is no worm silk business, you will let me marry that city lord?" Millicent asked.

"What does it mean to let you?" Wuming said, "I am not you, and I cannot make decisions for you. Your brain and legs grow on you. You have to learn to observe with your own eyes and think with your own brain. When ideas are inconsistent, fully understand.”

Wuming continued: "But I will indeed let you meet with someone. If you don't get in touch with them, how will you know if it's suitable? You can't just look at the surface. What if someone has an interesting soul, or there is actually a handsome guy under the mask?" Woolen cloth."

Millicent smiled and shook her head: "As expected of a teacher."

Wuming lay on the city wall, looking at the corpses of the cursed frogs that were faintly visible in the distance outside the city from the top of the wall.

Wuming said: "People always have to face choices. The world is impermanent. Finding someone to support each other can also reduce the risk of sudden death."

Millicent followed and watched the not-so-beautiful scenery of Sunshade City quietly with Wuming.

"Master, did you really save my life?" Millicent asked.

"Is that still false? You can ask Letina."

"It's just incredible to think that you have such a noble power." Millicent said, "Although it is controlled by the teacher, it is normal."

"This is the miracle of the sun." Wuming said.

"Can you use this power at will?" Millicent said suddenly.

"Why do you ask such a thing?"

Millicent caressed the gray marks left by corruption on her cheeks:

"Strength has a price. What did you pay to save me?"

"Lune."

"How many?"

Wuming calculated: "Fortunately, there are not many. My move has nothing to do with your identity and strength, it is only related to time and space."

Nameless explained: "The longer the time, the larger the space, the more the required consumption will increase significantly. So if you die for too long, or if you are too big, it will be difficult to save—fortunately, you are very slender."

"It's a very gentle ability..." Millicent whispered.

"Oh, there is another situation that I probably can't save—some kind of influence that is larger than the range of my spell." Wuming said, "It's probably a variant of the space factor."

"Like what?" Millicent asked.

"For example, if a puppet's thread is broken, the person who controls the puppet will take up the thread and leave, right?" Wuming said, "Even if I repair the puppet at this time, his thread is probably still broken. And Even if the thread is intact and the person who controls it is lost, the puppet will still not move."

"You mean something like a soul?"

"I'm talking about the power hidden under the surface." Wuming said, "It's like laws, or rules. If everything is closely connected, it may be more difficult to restore the tragedy. We should be grateful for the broken ring. "

Millicent was deep in thought, Wuming spoke very abstractly, but with Wuming's understanding of power, this abstract language probably contained as much information as the virtual image of the law.

"Mimi, let's go and find the way to the sacred tree." Letina interrupted Millicent's meditation, and was about to take Millicent away first, "If he changes his mind, we can't stop him. "

"Don't worry, the teacher didn't say anything, we should meet first." Millicent got up, put on the saber neatly, and tidied up her appearance. "If possible, I can help the teacher."

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In the main hall of the castellan, two rows of tables and chairs were placed in the hall. On both sides of the main seat, Maremare and Millicon were sitting on both sides of the candlelight dinner, talking softly.

Although Millicent is a warrior with amnesia, the nobility that comes with her blood makes her inherently quiet and elegant, and she can always perform decent etiquette. It seems that the education memory of the princes and nobles has long been engraved in her mind. .

Millicent chewed slowly the dinner prepared by Maremare, and smiled as she listened to Maremare introduce her sculptures.

"Your sculpting skills are high," Millicent said.

Maremare also changed her crazy temperament at this time, and became a bit more elegant, saying:

"In order to keep the memory of the goddess in my heart, I invited a well-known sculptor to be my teacher."

Maremare admired the sculptures in the hall:

"It's a pity that before I finished my studies, my teacher was invited to Wangcheng, and commissioned by the royal family to make a large statue of our grandma, our Lord Radagon, the king of Elden."

Speaking of Radagon, Maremare glanced at Millicent's sleek red hair again.

The red hair inherited from Radagon-sama...

Maremare really wanted to call Radagon my father or grandpa, but when he thought of Guwei's advice, he repressed it forcefully.

Keep your style, keep your style.

Millicent didn't react to Maremare's slip of the tongue, but smiled politely and listened quietly to Marem's words.

Mare continued: "Later, I heard that he had offended King Radagon, and his whereabouts were unknown after that, and he never came back. I don't think he died."

"Why isn't it dead?" Millicent asked.

"Then I will definitely be able to see him." Maremare laughed.

Millicent still nodded with a smile, not much reaction to Maremare's hell joke.

The goddess remained unresponsive, and Maremare became more irritable, and even felt a tingling pain in her chest.

Maremare grabbed the handkerchief and coughed sideways.

"Citadel Mare, are you alright?" Millicent stepped forward and patted Marem Mare on the back.

"It's all right, with the comfort of Miss Millicent, my illnesses have improved!" Maremare said.

Millicent looked at the hand on Maremare's back, as well as the gleam of fire on it: "It's good that it gets better."

Millicent was about to withdraw her hand, but was caught by Maremare.

Maremare observed Millicent's fingers, along the hand, his eyes climbed up, and landed on Millicent's cheek.

He reached out and stroked Millicent's cheek.

"Citadel Mare?" Millicent reminded him not to take any drastic actions.

Maremare did not take any drastic actions, but just stared at Millicon's cheek:

"The hands, and this face, are traces of corruption, right?"

When Millicent heard it, she pulled away and turned her face slightly:

"It's rude for the city lord to see such an ugly face."

"I don't think it's ugly!" Maremare grabbed Millicent's hand again, "It's because of these imperfections that you look extraordinarily beautiful! Your valor and your struggle are extraordinarily poignant. !"

Maremare looked at the portrait of the Valkyrie in the middle of the hall:

"Men in Marley's family have been troubled by chronic diseases for generations, but our diseases combined are not as serious as Lady Marlenia's. It is because of her festering body that she becomes more beautiful..."

Maremare shows off the ornate decoration of the castellan's hall:
"Just like Sunshade City, although it does not receive the gift of the Golden Tree, the city built here and the flowers blooming here are even more beautiful!"

Maremare suddenly turned her head and stared at Millicon frantically:
"Don't you think so?"

"I don't think so." Millicent replied immediately, holding Maremare's hand back with even more fanatical strength, "Flowers that grow in the shadows certainly have their beauty, but flowers that grow in the light are more beautiful." The most beautiful and fiercest! The shadow of the sun is not a choice to avoid the sun, but the result of not being blessed, and the suffering should not be praised!"

Millicent's eyes glowed golden:
"Master Mare, let me tell you the story of the sun. Then... please help the teacher to create the great seat of the sun!"

(End of this chapter)