Chapter 150 The Presiding Judge

“Wow.”

Ansar's voice was a little dry.

It seems to be for show of support.

Asu Yue was still touching the spot where the wound had penetrated her body, seemingly unable to believe it.

I……

What else can I do? Strictly speaking, he doesn't need to explain anything for doing this.

Anyone can see that Asu Yue's health is no longer what it used to be.

——Although it’s not a good thing for her.

My goal was achieved.

Ansar was wary of the two of us. Even though he was confident in his "seed", he certainly wouldn't treat us like other little monsters and manipulate us at will.

But it's not all good. I have reason to suspect that with Sawyers' move, Ansar definitely intends to sell us out as soon as possible.

It's like carrying two bombs on your body.

Sawyers pulled me back to Ansar's side and said, "Uncle, you will protect mother, right?"

Ansar: "Why do you think so?"

Sawyers: "You are the brother, you should protect your sister."

Ansar scoffed.

"...As long as my dear sister has a bit of common sense and you guys behave well," he glanced at me, clearly having a clear idea of who was the more disobedient one, "I will protect her."

"At least she'll be alive and well."

He added.

I pretended not to hear his subtext, and Sawyers didn't even think about his subtext.

So our life as a somewhat deformed but still loving family began——

Then Sawyers and I had the full moon of the month.

In the past full moons, Sawyers and I would return to the glass house. Asuyue didn't want to see us look like fishtails, but it's different here now.

Ansar was so interested in our fish tail that when he heard our request, he immediately put a sofa in the empty bathroom he had prepared, just for his convenience.

He's definitely not in his right mind.

【……】

[Host, you don't look normal either.]

Sawyers and I don't really care. There's no weakness in turning back into a fish, or in other words, it's much stronger than the human form - after all, that's the original body, and the original body is a perfect existence.

But Ansar's look when evaluating the goods was not really good.

I looked at the "flower nutrient solution" in the props and wondered whether I should use it to speed up the growth of the little green buds in my head.

It really pours water into your brain.

[…Which means our tools aren't that ruthless. It'll be the same if you drink it.]

[Although I initially thought you would give this item to Rose Head after you got it.]

...I just forgot about it.

During that time, my mind was full of all kinds of chaotic things, and it was difficult to be as organized as before.

But forget it. There was only one bottle. I drank it, but Sawyers didn't. Even if I was free, Sawyers would still be in his hands.

Even if I have no conscience, I can't abandon the protagonist. Is this world of mine going to be saved?

Ansar was already sitting on the sofa with a cup of tea, and gestured to the two of us to come in. Sawyers didn't even look at him, but obediently took off his clothes and folded them. Then he helped me take off and fold my clothes.

I highly doubt that Shi Qing inherited this ability perfectly.

We both jumped into the water with ease. The moment we entered the water, our tails turned back and then shrank to the bottom of the water.

Even if you want to see the fish, Ansar, you have to stand up and walk over to see it.

Do you really expect us to perform a fish leaping over the dragon gate or a carp rolling over for you?!

This bathroom is a truly luxurious one, with a depth of 1.8 meters. Sawyers and I, two little kids, had no trouble curling up in the water.

We’ve even lived in a small bathtub in the basement, so what is there that we can’t adapt to?

The water soaked into my entire body, and I felt refreshed all over. There was too little moisture in the air. Even if we drank more water normally, it would not be as good as sinking to the bottom of the water.

"I want to sleep."

Sawyers said to me.

I pulled him to the corner, and the two fish faced each other head to head and tail to tail, with their eyes closed.

…

From then on, Ansar seemed to have lost interest in watching us take a bath in the water when Manyue came. After all, we both fell asleep every time we got into the water. He might as well read Asu Yue's manuscript instead of getting to know us from us.

We originally thought that everything would be peaceful until the two of us escaped or he sold us out, but then an accident happened. Half a year later, people from the Divine Court arrived.

"Judge Lemonsis—are you saying you want to take my nephews away?"

These were the words of Ansar that I heard when Sawyers and I were ushered into the drawing room.

I looked at the man opposite him. He had gray hair, purple eyes, a black mask covering his mouth and nose, and dark circles under his eyes.

It looks a little familiar, or rather very familiar.

Isn’t this the masked leader who was inspired by Viral and killed Allah?

Those purple eyes are so easy to spot.

【……】

【Xiaoyu, I didn't inspire him.】

I just let him see my eyes.

It's the same as before, it's almost like seeing your true self, even if they don't die, there's a high probability that they will become your fanatical follower.

[…I don’t need believers! ]

The last time I saw him, his hair wasn't this color.

He looked at least ten years older.

The dark circles under my eyes, I think they have something to do with Villar.

"Ansar Yezi, I don't like to have to say things twice."

From the moment we entered the door, his eyes were on us, and I didn't miss the coldness in his eyes at all.

"Where's the man in black next to you?"

He asked us.

"Viral Lin, your tutor."

Wait a minute, why did he know that Villar was our tutor - although everyone in the town knew it, there was no one alive in the town anymore.

"Your Excellency, it's not nice to look like you're accusing me." Ansar picked up the teacup on the table. "I'm a businessman. These two children are my most satisfying products. Now they are under my control—"

"According to the agreement between me and the Divine Court, the Divine Court has no reason to ask for people from me at will."

"And the so-called tutor...these two children don't have anyone around them."

He looked at us meaningfully.

Sawyers smiled at him, and I remained expressionless.

It's not that I don't want to let Villar out, but it's very awkward now... According to certain rules, the only identity that can let him out is our tutor, but now Sawyers and I have switched homes, and Ansar is obviously not as easy to fool as Huoyol and Asuyue.

He never considered finding us a tutor, and as a result, Villar was now unable to appear in front of anyone except Sawyers and me.

The cheat was too big, so part of it was blocked for me.

There are still too many restrictions.

I also understood that the mission reward was not a reward for Villar, but was equivalent to rewarding me with a loophole for Villar to exploit.

And I am the only one who knows about this.

So the masked man doesn't believe it.

His eyes were fixed on us, and there was even a faint golden light on his body. The Ansar people gathered around Ansar nervously.

The energy of the Divine Court is a natural enemy to monsters, and they will shatter at the slightest touch.

"Your Excellency, are you sure you want to break this agreement?"

Ansar lit a cigarette, looking unfazed. "This year, I supplied a total of 108 items to the Divine Court, and your boss has also placed an order from me for next year's goods."

"You know, 'miracles' don't happen so easily."

"Without the goods provided by our alliance, the prestige of the Divine Court would not have reached this level—" He exhaled a puff of smoke, which hit the judge's face, and his brows furrowed even more.

"one."

After a moment's silence, he held up a finger.

"I only want to take one of them."

"I want my younger brother...that is, Sindra Miriel."

"We can exchange with you. The Divine Court captured a Nightmare two months ago. It was a cub."

Ansar was silent.

I was silent too.

Wait a moment……? ? ?

"I'm afraid I still can't promise you that, Your Honor."

Ansar put out the cigarette in his hand.

"They are twins. Due to some restrictions, they can't be away from each other for too long—" He looked at us. "If they are away from each other for too long, there will be problems."

This is not Ansar's aimless remarks. I also remember Sawyers's condition when he and I were imprisoned separately. Although I don't seem to have this problem at the moment, it is obvious that Sawyers does.

Ansar does have some basis for this reason.

And now I am very curious about why the Divine Court wants us.

To kill us?

But it doesn't look like it.

——This presiding judge seems to have come with some kind of mission.

And this task is obviously higher than the agreement between the Divine Court and the Alliance.

Remonsis's eyes became fierce again. He stared at Ansar, and at that moment it seemed that he was about to take action.

Sawyers tightened his grip on my hand, and I thought he might start a fight.

[Ding Ding Ding——Stage Mission 9: The Saint of the Divine Court

Find a way to meet the saints of the Divine Court...you might find something you never expected.

Mission Reward: Brain Blocker]

…

I:?

So, sometimes, I feel like I'm playing a voice-controlled game.

I'm going to see the Saint of the Divine Court. Do I have any other choice besides going with this Chief Judge?

Lemonsis seemed to be trying hard to suppress his anger.

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. "The Saint wants to see them—" he said, "Three days. I will send them back in three days."

"I can make a contract with you."

His tone was already dangerous. "I can give you the Nightmares. I only need them for three days, Ansar Yezi. This is my final concession."

Ansar clapped his hands.

"Of course, I have always had the utmost respect for the Divine Court, and it's a pleasure to work with them."

The person behind him handed over a parchment scroll.

He handed it to Lemonsis.

It was as if he had never rejected Lemonsis at all.

He just agreed so easily?!

[Yes, host.]

Don’t you even ask for our opinion?

[…Host, you have a mission to complete anyway.]

I knew he wanted to test the bottom line of the Divine Court, but he didn't even struggle to express his reluctance to leave us.

Judging from his expression now, I think he wants to go and open some champagne to celebrate right away.

"Sawyers, Sindra, come here."

After Remonsis signed the contract, Ansar finally waved to us.

"You're going to go out and play with this uncle for three days, so be obedient."

"Also, I will take good care of your mother, don't worry."

He seemed like an elder who truly cared about us. If it weren't for his overt and covert warnings, I would have thought he had a different personality.

Sawyers smiled and nodded, but he looked at Lemonsis with an unpleasant look.

Obviously he also remembered the grudge between them.

The injuries on Boros caused by Remonsis have not yet fully healed.

That kind of holy power is indeed the mortal enemy of their dark group.

But speaking of this, can't we stay so far away from Asu Yue?

[There are criteria for judging. As long as you don't actively try to stay away from her, the judgment won't be triggered. Some of the rules of this world are similar to those of the main world. I haven't fully understood them yet.]

[So, initially, it was the Master System who took over matters here.]

...Shouldn't the main world be more familiar to you?

[I'm a newbie too! I've been following you around since I was born, so I haven't been in the main world for very long.]

I:……

Never mind, I won't have high expectations of you.

"Your Excellency, this is for you as a small insurance policy."

Then Ansar handed a metal tube to Lemonsis.

The familiar metal tube reminded me of the day I broke Ansar's neck. I looked at him and he winked at me.

What? Do you want us to break the judge's neck?

The abacus beads are about to fall on my face!

Raymondsis took a look at the metal tube, put it in his bag, and waved to the two masked men behind him. The two masked men walked up to us and picked us up.

"Go early and come back early."

Ansar watched from behind as we were taken away.

It suddenly occurred to me—if he hadn't wanted to agree in the first place, he wouldn't have called us both out in the first place.

What on earth had he thought of?