The yellow-haired villain in Feng Aotian's novel also wants to be happy

"time."

Mu En said in a deep voice:

"The ruins are unknown. We don't know how long it will take to pass through the ruins, but judging from the difficulty of cracking the gate just now, Liya, this time will not be too short."

"Of course, it's normal for a ruin to be explored and cleared for a few months, but compared to being hunted down by those dangerous people, it's only a few months..."

Liya frowned slightly, and looked at Mu En suspiciously.

I don’t even choose such a good choice. Could it be... Could it be... This guy hates being with me!

Thinking of this, Liya's small mouth immediately pouted bitterly.

It's fine for a few days, but will it be annoying if you stay for a few months?

If you dare to say that, I will... I will bite you to death!

"Well... a few months is certainly not a problem."

But Mu En didn't say that, she just sighed and looked at Liya with a trace of helplessness:

"But, classmate Liya, have you forgotten something?"

"Forgot what?"

Lia tilted her head.

"forget……"

Mu En paused, looked at her and said word by word:

"Mu-sheng-yi-shi."

"..."

In the wordless silence, Liya only felt her heart pounding and almost stopped.

Yes.

How could I forget it myself?

The most important goal of my trip.

A festival that determines the selection of the next saint.

Holy bath ceremony.

That's right.

As long as I choose to walk through this gate here, then there is a great possibility... no, it should be said [-]%, and I will miss the ceremony that is not far away.

She is not the only candidate for the saint, and it is impossible to wait for her alone.

Therefore, not going... means failure, complete failure.

My unremitting efforts for that goal for more than ten years have come to naught.

but……

but……

Liya also looked at the darkness behind the door, then suddenly turned her head to look at the distance behind Mu En.

She lowered her head, recalling the previous battle scenes, recalling those terrifying villains, and recalling that although Mu En didn't say anything, she was indeed injured.

She thought, thought, and thought again, and then her eyes, which were like dense morning mist, gradually became clear amidst a little shaking.

Finally, she raised her head and stared at Mu En, her eyes were dull, but her expression was equally firm:

"No, it's okay."

"As long as it can help us escape safely."

"It's just such a small matter, I don't care, yes, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter at all..."

"……yes?"

Mu En also stared at Liya,

I sighed again in my heart.

It doesn't matter what you say.

If it really doesn't matter, how can it be like getting an electric shock, every time you say a word, your body trembles?

"But I do."

"Eh?"

"I said... I have a relationship."

Mu En said very seriously:

"Because I was tricked by an old lolita woman, I need to go to the holy city as quickly as possible, so I absolutely can't afford to spend a few months!"

"Yes...is that so?"

Liya's eyes widened, trying to find traces of lying on Mu En's face.

But the light and shadow flickered, making it impossible to see clearly.

"Also, I told you so." Mu En said suddenly.

"Ok?"

"I will definitely send Liya to the holy city successfully. If this time is a few months later, how can it be called a success?"

"But...but."

"There's nothing wrong with it, and..."

Mu En said in a joking tone:

"I bet a lot on Liya, and I thought that if Liya was a candidate saint who concealed her identity, I would make a lot of money, but if you can't even participate in the holy ceremony, I don't think so. Frustrated.

Gambling Dog will do everything for his bet! "

"..."

Liya's heart trembled again, she looked carefully at Mu En's expression through the faint light.

He... really found out my identity?

No, my identity, even in the church, is the top secret.

Even if he is the Duke's son, there is no way to know about it.

In other words, the reason why he said this was actually because...

"Fool."

The girl muttered in a low voice:

"How can someone like me be a saint?"

"I think Liya is very similar. She is cute, kind-hearted, and knows so much. If I directly appoint the saint, I will definitely appoint Liya directly." Mu En laughed.

"..."

The faint holy light escaped from the girl whose mood was shaken, and finally merged with the light in Mu En's palm, reflecting the surroundings extraordinarily clearly, and making the girl's eyes bright again.

Incredibly bright.

Mu En glanced suspiciously, but didn't care, and said:

"Okay, close the door again, I'm sorry for your hard work to open the door."

"……Um."

Lia held out her hand.

However, when her fingers were about to touch the door, she hesitated again and asked:

"Is it really possible? Even if you don't talk about other things, the things in an ancient ruin, even if Mu En, you are the son of the Duke..."

"Indeed, even if I am the son of a duke, I would still be jealous of the things in the ancient ruins."

After all, it is a good thing left over from the end of a civilization, who can say that he will not be moved by it?

but……

Mu En sighed softly:

"Unfortunately, I'm not the protagonist."

"Huh? The main character?"

Li Ya didn't understand what Mu En said.

But Mu En didn't answer, just seemed to let go of something, and looked at the slowly closing door relaxedly.

That's right.

He is not the main character.

He's just the yellow-haired villain in the story.

So this kind of heavenly chance that belongs to the protagonist should be left to the protagonist obediently.

As for him...

Mu En raised her hand that was still holding Liya's wrist, and said with a smile:

"All I have to do is grab what I can grab in front of me."

[WEB] 95. Breakthrough

"It should be in this area."

The priest held the scripture in his hand, and his eyes swept across the area in front of him.

Crows plundered from the branches, screaming and leaving in panic. The sunlight could not penetrate the thick branches and leaves, which made the jungle even deeper and quieter.

"But I still haven't found Moon Campbell's location."

Behind the priest, Fu Laer couldn't help frowning.

Around her, invisible threads of magic power had spread out like a spider web, and she didn't even need to find Moon Campbell himself, as long as he passed by and left behind a little breath, she could clearly detect it.

And this is also the division of labor of their group, something given by the employer held by the hyena, and his keen sense of smell to determine the approximate location of Moon Campbell.

Then she uses magic to determine the detailed location.

Under this two-pronged approach, even in this vast and deep forest, Moon Campbell has nowhere to escape.

But at the moment when the hyena's perception failed, the priest took over the task of guiding the general direction, but in the area he designated, no matter how Fulaer perceived it, he still couldn't find the target.

nothing will go wrong...

"Are you questioning me?"

The priest turned around suddenly.

The tone was calm, with a kind smile on his face, but Fulaer immediately lowered his head, as if he didn't dare to look at him.

"No."

"Don't worry, he must be in this area."

The priest scanned the surroundings again.

In his sight, in the windless forest, all the trees and vines were trembling and shaking their branches and leaves, pointing out the direction for him.

This is the gaze of the Lord.

So, Moon Campbell, certainly didn't go far.

"It's just that his method of hiding his breath is better than I imagined. You and the hyena still can't accurately confirm his position even though you have come to such a close distance."

"What should I do?"

"No problem."

The priest sat down cross-legged, resting on the spot like a leisurely traveler, and said without hesitation: