Blue Sword

Peggy is perfect as a maid.

The physical characteristics of a vampire mean that she rarely feels tired. In addition, she has a quiet and restless personality, so she seems to have a unique talent in taking care of people.

Take the rocking chair for example. By simply pushing the rocking chair, the vampire girl could push it for an hour without changing her expression, so that Asik soon fell asleep comfortably in the rhythmic rocking.

Even though the leader had fallen asleep, Peggy did not stop what she was doing. She just continued to rock gently while staring at Aske's face in a daze.

She suddenly felt that it might be a good thing if time stood still forever.

I really want to stay by the leader's side and accompany him until the end of time...

At this time the elevator door opened.

Peggy looked up in confusion and saw Medea returning with two little girls. She was holding one in her left hand and another in her right hand. She was smiling and looked very much like a mother and daughter.

"Why did this guy fall asleep again?" Medea looked at Ask on the rocking chair and said with a frown.

Peggy didn't answer, but just showed a disdainful expression of "I knew you didn't know how to understand him."

"Who says I don't understand him?" Medea rolled her eyes, "Why sleep on the rocking chair? I'll take him back to the bedroom on Fire Island."

"What are you doing!" Seeing Medea reaching out to hug him, Paige quickly stepped forward to stop her.

If Medea took him away, then it would not be a matter of where Asik slept, but who slept with him.

"Take him to Hearth Island." Medea showed a pure and innocent expression, "Do you want to help?"

"Help? Yes! I want to help!" Paige reacted and said immediately, "I raise my hands, you raise your feet?"

"I'll help him from the left, and you hold him from the right." Medea couldn't help but smile bitterly. What the hell was she raising her hands and feet for? It’s not like moving a body!

So the two girls grabbed Aske from the left and right and pulled him up from the rocking chair.

Then Ask woke up.

"What are you doing?" Facing the two girls, one on the left and one on the right, as if a bailiff was holding a suspect, Aske was a little confused.

"Nothing..." As soon as Medea and Peggy opened their mouths, Asker put on a serious face and showed the majesty of the leader:

"What time is it? Have you completed your training plan for today?"

"Didn't you take me to practice this afternoon?" Paige said in shock.

"Actual combat training belongs to actual combat, don't we need to do daily training?" Ask asked her back.

"Me! @#￥%..." Peggy screamed in her heart. She didn't refute, and could only go to Fire Island dejectedly.

"And you, Medea." Ask turned around and said, "Nora is about to be promoted to Level 10. You and Eleanor will help take care of it. It's mainly a spiritual issue."

"Well." Medea was noncommittal, just crossing her arms and saying, "Asker, you seem to be slacking off recently? You were not like this before."

"It's not slacking off," Asker said, "it's a rhythm adjustment."

"After all, my nerves are always tense, even the Titans can't stand it."

"Oh?" Medea hugged his neck with a smile, "Then you are usually so cold to me, shouldn't you adjust? If you don't get nourishment, even the succubus will wither and die~"

"I'll give you 3 seconds..." Asik raised three fingers coldly. Before he could finish speaking, Medea had already teleported to Hearthfire Island.

This guy ran away pretty fast. Asik, who was thinking this way, turned his head and cast his majestic gaze on Mia and Mi'er.

Even the two little girls, who were fearless in front of the Antichrist, couldn't help but feel a little flustered at this time.

"I'm going to train right away!" Mia raised her hand first and said, but Asik hit her on the head.

"What kind of training? Get promoted first! The materials you got from Rasul last time, Medea has already prepared the potion." Ask said, "Go back and wait for your sister Nora to be promoted, and go find her yourself. .”

He rubbed the little girl's head again, messing up her hair like a chicken coop. Mia didn't dare to resist, so she could only say aggrievedly and teleported to Fire Island.

Ask looked at Mi'er again and was about to speak, but found that she seemed a little worried.

"Asker." Mi'er asked softly, "Do you think there really is such a thing as fate?"

"Fate?" Ask was a little confused. What's going on with the team lately? First it was Eleanor, then Nora, and now Mila is also starting to think about all sorts of things and has to come to me for psychological counseling?

"What I mean is, will what will happen in the future be determined long ago and cannot be changed?" Mi'er asked worriedly, "Look, when we left Constantinople last year, Didn’t the old man from the Kingdom of Dragon make a similar prophecy?”

"If there was a prophecy about who you were destined to be. Should you obey it, or should you try to resist it?"

"Sit." Ask pointed to the small stool next to the rocking chair.

Mi'er sat down next to him obediently, put her hands on the armrests of the rocking chair, rested her chin on the soft arms, blinked her long eyelashes, and looked at Asike expectantly with her big eyes.

"First of all, let's throw away the idea of ​​fate. You ask me if what will happen in the future has already been decided." Asik considered the words, "I can tell you."

"Yes."

After all, over the past year or so, the world situation has basically conformed to the main plot of "A Song of Iron and Fire". Except for the early capture of Constantinople by the Crusaders due to the lack of players, the other plots have not changed significantly.

The Eastern Solomon Empire still died, and Jingluo shed tears; even without the RMB boss, the city of Olympia still survived; Emperor Otto of Shinra was not driven half crazy by the players, but he still provoked the Holy See and was rubbed on the ground, repenting. Big-character posters were posted everywhere.

Then, next year, the Hafs Dynasty in the Southern Continent is expected to follow the main plot and cross the Strait of Gibraltar, setting off a natural disaster of the undead on the Iberian Peninsula. This is because the Holy See has shrunk its defense lines in order to cope with Shinra's hard attacks and the destruction of the demonic tide, resulting in a vacuum at the edge of the power territory. This cannot be changed with or without players.

It's just that the once arrogant banshee king Minerva has now become the half-elf gunner Mier, so the intensity of this undead natural disaster will inevitably decrease. After all, the undead wizard lords of Mauritania alone are not strong enough. It's not enough to cause too much trouble, even though Iberia's local strength is also very weak.

"The so-called fate, that is, what will happen in the future, actually has a high probability of depending on the present." Asker replied, "You don't even need a prophet. Even people who are sensitive to the international political situation can accurately predict most of the things that will happen in the future." The situation develops. Black swan events are rare after all.”

"However, there is no destiny that cannot be changed. If during the low period of the demonic tide, the world trend depends on the comparison of international strength, then as the demonic tide gradually rises, a small number of powerful high-level transcendental beings will gradually begin to Intervene more deeply and intervene in the direction of the world situation.”

"Mi'er, this world is not unequal after all. A superior person can decide the fate of thousands of ordinary people with a single thought. If there is really any fate, it is at most the collective will of the superior people, and It can’t be some ethereal and mysterious existence.”

"In the past, due to political inertia, it was very difficult for ordinary people to become leaders, and it might even require two or three generations of family accumulation of political connections; however, in the not-too-distant future, changes brought about by the demonic tide have already appeared , the so-called superiors will gradually shift from those politicians who inherited the prestige of their ancestors to the real demigods."

"So, do you want to become stronger?" Mi'er murmured.

"Yes." Ask said, "Only by becoming stronger can you have the possibility to control your own destiny, Mi'er."

"I know." Mi'er said seriously, "I will become stronger, Ask."

If such a fate really exists.

I will never let you encounter the ending like Natalie.