"So there's no way to resist, just let it develop?" Ophelia couldn't help but interrupt the conversation.

The passing mercenary did not take her sudden interruption seriously, but calmly asked Ophelia another question: "Maybe you are right."

The mercenary did not argue, although his first thought was: It is precisely because he knows that there is no way to resist whether he tries hard or not, so he is forced to let it develop. But regardless of whether he is forced or not, this compromise is still a compromise.

Ophelia saw the meaning of his eyes, but was suddenly filled with indescribable horror.

Is it something that ordinary people need to do to face reality?

From the perspective of the social system, no matter what era, the logic of the upper level controlling the lower level usually directs people at these two levels to develop into a wonderful system of opposition and symbiosis between wolves and sheep.

At least Ophelia, as someone who has the potential to become a ruler, has considered whether it is necessary to spread the fact of the existence of monster civilization after learning about it.

The only conclusion she could come up with was...

There is no need.

This is because it is very likely that the ruled will not be able to provide corresponding assistance, and it may even cause chaos and bloodshed due to the panic of the general public.

So, Ophelia doesn't think that the revelation of the facts envisioned by the Chief Justice in Leicester is something that must be done.

Since ancient times, since the emergence of civilization in this world, the logic of rulers in governing the country has never changed.

Therefore, what shocked His Royal Highness was not that the mercenaries could view their own weakness so rationally. Rather, it was that there were rulers who actually believed that the lower class people would develop in a positive and optimal way according to what the upper class people could think of.

The thought that suddenly came to Ophelia's mind was, could it be that everyone in this city is a clergyman?

There must be people who have other ideas.

For example, I feel unbelievable, terrified, and confused with no end in sight.

Ophelia thought so and asked the same question.

But the mercenary told her, "Of course there is, not only that, but there is more than one."

"Then why is it that, compared with previous changes, it seems that this city now has only one new event to discuss?" Ophelia's confused look made the mercenary look her up and down unconsciously.

Before His Royal Highness could feel disrespected by the common people, the mercenary had already spoken his answer.

"Perhaps only young people like you would worry about these problems. For a mercenary like me, instead of worrying about nothing, it is better to think about how much commission the new mission can bring me. It is best if the employer of the next mission is not that annoying noble. Finally, after getting the commission, how much should I take out to reward myself for spending in the street tavern."

"That's about it." The mercenary's eyes had the cloudy look that adults have, but this cloudy look didn't make anyone feel dirty at all.

Ophelia could understand everything the mercenary said, which was his needs for his daily life and his desire for future development.

He could not see that, for the ruler, the disadvantages of leaking this information would far outweigh the advantages. He also could not see that if such a dangerous monster really appeared, it would not only be him who would die in the disaster, but also countless people around him who he cared about.

But is this really the case?

Ophelia watched the mercenary merge into the crowd. She stood there for a long time. Countless people she had never seen before walked past her, and there were also many ordinary people who were talking about topics related to monster civilization.

When she actually stood in front of Suli, His Royal Highness did not put on any aristocratic airs. The reason was of course not just that Suli knew her true identity, so there was no need for that.

The image that should have been high and mighty seemed to have been twisted by invisible hands and transformed into a phenomenon that, although incomprehensible, could generate inexplicable respect from the bottom of one's heart.

Suli is doing something that many people in power in this world cannot understand.

Moreover, this thing that they judged to be unable to bring benefits and even likely to cause disadvantages, was manipulated at will in his hands as if it were his own arm.

Ophelia no longer bothered Sully about the truth of the matter. She only said to Sully, who was surprised by her appearance, "Have you considered the reaction of the public after revealing the monster civilization?"

Going straight to the point, Sully, who was about to test whether she was up to no good, fell into a brief silence.

Of course, this silence was only due to the temporary pause in thinking that came with not having thought about it.

After all, who would have thought that this woman who was obviously helpful to her own father would suddenly come to a city that did not welcome her, and the questions she asked were not related to her own interests, but would be like this...

This didn't seem like the kind of question she would ask.

As soon as Suli opened his mouth, he found that Ophelia, who was looking at him, suddenly lowered her head.

A slightly self-deprecating laugh filled the air. Ophelia clenched her fists tightly, then raised her head and looked at Sully again.

This action made Ophelia think that she could still maintain her self-esteem.

Then she said, "There's no need for me to ask this question. After what happened in Licheng, countless people submitted various analysis reports related to you. For someone like you, it's only natural to think ahead before taking one step."

Ophelia then exhaled heavily again, as if she wanted to pour out all the depression in her heart here, and said in a slightly heavy tone: "You are different from me, or rather, you are different from everyone in this world."

"You are like someone living in another highly developed human society. Not only are you incompatible with me, but you also have a way of thinking that I may never be able to understand in my lifetime. You even have the incredible ability to read people's minds."

During these continuous words, Sully's expression changed from slightly opening his mouth, to preparing to raise his hand to deny, and then directly turned into wide-eyed.

He certainly didn't care if people in this world guessed his identity as a time traveler.

You know, Suli is basically no threat to people in this world who possess elemental power.

Who would be afraid of the existence of a person who poses no threat at all?

However, Ophelia obviously didn't think so at this moment.

"Now I suddenly understand why the prophet related to you has been spread so widely. It is even regarded by people in the Vatican as something that must be destroyed if it cannot be obtained."

“You see too many answers, too many answers that we can’t even perceive. So never hesitate in the process you implement, always be firm and move forward.”

Ophelia looked at Sully.

The boy now looks very ordinary.

Because Ophelia took advantage of Sully's time to get out of school and went straight to the entrance of Asa College.

This time, the knights that Ophelia brought with her only asked Egbert about his daily movements in the city, and thus His Royal Highness successfully avoided the risk of being listed as a dangerous person and forcibly targeted by the former Son of Light.

Ophelia looked at the boy who was still not wary of her even though he had no strong protector by his side, and said from the bottom of her heart: "If the gods that people believe in really exist, they might be like you."

Among the people, among the mortal world, among everything.

He looked so ordinary, but the fact was that Sully did something that Ophelia would never dare to think about or think it was necessary to do.

Suli felt a blockage in his throat.

What's going on?

His Royal Highness, who is a prince who doesn't care about anything, suddenly came up with a plan for him that he could explain clearly from beginning to end?

Is this reasonable?

Sully didn't think he could be so rude as to ask a lady if she had ever fallen into a ditch, so he could only say in a tactful way, "Have you experienced something recently..." Something bad, or very bad, even catastrophic, something that directly changed your world view?

His Royal Highness, who has always been good at discovering the inner thoughts of others from the subtle details, failed to understand the subtext of others for the first time.

She even thought that the fact that she cared about the existence of an enemy who had once threatened her might in itself possess a subtle, non-human divinity.

"I just suddenly felt that all my efforts were so ridiculous." Ophelia suddenly thought of the mercenary she had talked to not long ago.

Perhaps all of the other party's desires, in her position, in the eyes of many nobles who hold wealth and power, seem extremely cheap and not worth mentioning...

But Ophelia still felt that at least the other party had a certain future.

Sully looked at Ophelia with some horror.

If Suli just didn't understand how this princess could come up with a set of logic to flatter her, then Suli's thought now is: Is this a scene of a confused teenage girl asking for advice from a philosophy master?

A confused teenage girl? Ophelia?

In any case, this is not something that can be put together.

Suli always felt that the most suitable scenario for someone like Ophelia must be a boss at the end of a dungeon where players don't know how many times they need to wipe out the whole team before they can defeat it.

With the dignity of a game planner at stake, Suli would never think that his judgment of other people's settings would lead to misunderstandings.

"Maybe you're just overthinking it."

After saying this, Suli suddenly began to question his own verbal Zen.

He seemed to have said this countless times.

But Suli still sincerely hopes that this sentence can bring him the desired effect.

Especially when Ophelia says, "You're right."

Sully's eyes lit up.

When Ophelia felt that gaze and realized that her own appearance was fully reflected in those eyes, she instinctively completed the unfinished words.

"You're right. I shouldn't think too much about the existence of monster civilization and the pressure it would bring to the person sitting on the throne. The fact is, I haven't sat on that throne yet, and I haven't even touched the edge of that throne."

Suli: ???

If Egbert made Sully feel confused countless times, then Ophelia's sudden change was completely shocking, making him feel what it felt like to be bewildered.

Suli wanted to refute with words.

I also want to tell Ophelia that you do think too much, and the things you think too much about are not what you want to think about.

It was a pity that Cyril and Hu were a step late and needed to clean the classroom. They didn't want Sully to be caught in the dust, so when they saw Ophelia, they ran over directly.

Cyril was afraid of this unfamiliar face, but his pupils shrank immediately.

The queen and her children always harbored an inexplicable fear of the eldest princess who was once doted on by the king.

"You, why are you here? Do you still want to harm Suli?"

Ophelia looked at him, stunned for a moment, then as if she suddenly realized something, she raised her eyebrows and said, "Are you the queen's only son?"

But I was frightened by her eyes and stood still.

There was no change. The Ophelia who suddenly appeared was no different from the princess in memory who did not treat people as human beings.

How could he still sense from Ophelia the undisguised indifference and, even more unscrupulously, the disregard for others.

Even though she was talking about the Queen's only child as a princess... no, as a prince, when she was actually looking at him, it was like looking at a weed on the side of the road.

The sudden realization after knowing his identity is no different from the feeling when one suddenly understands the name of a roadside weed.

Isn't it just her that I can sense danger from?

"If you want to do anything bad to Suli, please be prepared to die here!" He clenched his fists and added an ambiguous sentence, "Sister Wang."

Ophelia raised a smile at the corner of her mouth, and only then did she look at him straight in the eye with a half-smile.

Cyril knew that she wanted to do something to Sully, so she immediately pulled him to Sully's side, shielded them with her body, and said, "If you dare to look at us like that again, I don't mind fighting you on this street."

The scales on Cyril's face were faintly visible.

He certainly didn't know what Ophelia had said to Sully earlier, and what Cyril noticed was not much different.

Even if he cared, he just couldn't accept the way Ophelia looked at him, which was exactly the same way she had looked at Sully before.

But then, Ophelia pretended that Cyril didn't exist, and only looked at Sully behind Cyril and said, "I will understand what you want to do, and I will definitely surpass your control over people's hearts."

Afterwards, Ophelia did not give Sully any chance to ask further questions, refute, or criticize.

She just turned and left.

So when Cyril noticed that Ophelia turned around and the seemingly harmless pedestrians nearby followed suit, he gave up his plan to attack her in the street.

By the way, he did not forget to remind Su Li behind him: "When you see a strange person, if you don't want to come to me and Shu who are likely to hinder you, you can also choose to refuse to communicate directly."

This concern is invaluable, especially when Cyril stood directly in front of Sully in the face of danger.

But there are more question marks in Sully's mind.

He didn't understand why Ophelia came here, just as he didn't understand why Cyril felt that he was a hindrance.

"Your strength is already equivalent to that of a fifth-level monster, and it has only been nearly a year since you officially started practicing." Su Li said.

Cyril: "I don't understand what you mean by time. I only know that I am still far behind Brother Egg, and I am far from being as carefree and relaxed as Sister Euphia in battle."

As for Lan Zhe and Mavis...

Cyril rarely came into contact with their elements.

The former is usually responsible for Cyril's post-war recovery, and occasionally gives him tips on how to use strength, while the latter is directly responsible for beating him, calling it physical training.

Therefore, the current strength standard that Cyril can refer to is still Egbert and Euphia.

Suli didn't understand.

"Why do you want to compare yourself with them? They are all ten years older than you. In ten years, even if you can't say you will definitely surpass them, at least you will definitely not be much worse than them."

An easy-to-understand example is that it is common sense for an elementary school student to solve a linear equation. A few years later, it will be no problem for him to study quantum physics as a doctoral student.

Sully sincerely felt that Cyril needed to compare herself with people of her own age.

For example, students at Asa Academy.

It is said that among the current students, the strongest one can probably be compared with a level 7 monster.

Cyril's ability, however, reached an upper-middle level among all the students in just one year.

Suli thinks that normal people should have this kind of thinking.

But he obviously overlooked the fact that he had retired for two years at the age of 30 before traveling through time.

You know, four years of 007 is equivalent to 13.6 years of normal work.

This only includes weekend holidays and does not include statutory holidays.

"But you also said that that would be ten years later." The dragon-born boy did not become complacent because of the advantages of his bloodline.

"Besides, I don't think you will put your entry into the monster society on hold until ten years later."

Cyril could more or less discover that Sully was the kind of person who cared about short-term efficiency.

Although Cyril's reference conditions were also that he was begging in Jisuo Town for a living a year ago, a year later, he was able to earn purple gold coins with his painting skills, and his own strength was also raised to the same level as a fifth-level monster.

If all these changes were achieved only through his own efforts, then Cyril felt that he had something to be proud of.

But all this comes from Suli.

Cyril could feel the obvious changes that time had brought, but she couldn't feel that she was really trying her best.

If so, wouldn't his strength be even higher? You know, he is being trained by many world-class masters.

as well as……

Lan Zhe was willing to spend a purple gold coin to buy a painting of his. Wouldn't this increase his money-making speed to a level that would allow him to save enough money to support Sully for the rest of his life?

Unfortunately, Sully didn't know what Cyril was thinking.

Otherwise, even though he was 007 and had the title of King of Rolls-Royce on his head, he would have to admit defeat in front of Cyril.

As for Suli, who had no idea what he was thinking...

This time I could only say with a heavy voice: "I'm sorry."

Sully, who has the body of a teenager, has never denied his soul as a great wizard, nor has he ever really acted like a teenager of twelve or thirteen.

However, his habitual behavior did bring a lot of mental pressure to the serious teenager of this age.

If it weren't for this conversation that would never have happened in a serious moment, Sully might not have realized the pressure his behavior brought to the real teenager.

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Cyril habitually took off the schoolbag from his shoulders, which might make Sully grow slower. He threw both backpacks on his shoulders and said, "I really don't want to admit that I still can't keep up with your thinking."

"This apology is really unreasonable."

Sully wanted to explain his thoughts, but Cyril seemed to have learned the ability to forcibly add silence skills to Sully, and directly interrupted him before he could say anything.

Cyril walked backwards, looking at Sully, his hands behind his back, his back to the setting sun, and spoke slowly, "Don't always regard some insignificant things as the impact of your improper behavior."

"Although it seems unreasonable for me to say this."

"But..."

Cyril turned around quickly, ran a few steps towards the sunset, and shouted from a distance of about ten meters between her and Sully: "Sully never needs to apologize to Cyril."

"forever!"

At this moment, Suli could no longer think that not giving him a chance to speak was a terrible thing.

He suddenly discovered that everyone he met in the other world was growing vigorously in his or her own way.

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Thanks to Cyril, he didn't know what Sully was thinking, otherwise he would have wanted to kill his father.

After returning to the small building, Su Li told Lan Zhe, who was in charge of the kitchen, "President Asa said that the Asa Academy Monster Forest Training Season this spring will be held as scheduled."

Upon hearing this, Lan Zhe frowned.

"Already knowing about the monster civilization, you still let weak students go there. Do you think this behavior is appropriate?"

"From my perspective, it's appropriate for others to go," Suli told Lanzhe with the conclusion that he could come up with rationally, "but from my perspective, it's very inappropriate for me to go."

Lan Zhe was speechless at first, then he said: "Give me a reason why others can go."

"This is simple, isn't it?" One day without seeing Sully felt like three years. After he finally came home, Egbert, who was planning to replenish Sully's strength, forced his way into the kitchen, which was Lanzhe's territory.

Egbert also showed a very strong attitude to reject Sully's meaningless nonsense.

Lan Zhe saw with his own eyes that when he looked at him, his expression changed from "Is there any hope for someone as stupid as you?" to "Lord Sully, let me handle this little thing" when he turned to look at Sully.

Stinky man!

Lan Zhe suddenly felt that he and Euphia had a common language.

But he refused to communicate with the latter, because when they talked about similar topics, they would definitely target the group belonging to Lan Zhe's gender.

And Yuphia would always add the inverted sentence "Except Sully" at the end of her conversation.

Lan Zhe looked at Egbert with a sneer.

"Now, you better give me a reason why you can have dinner."

Egbert's expression suddenly calmed down.

Egbert didn't care whether he could have dinner or not. If he couldn't, he could just go to a nearby tavern and have a meal. What Egbert cared about was whether he could have dinner at the same table with Sully.

Did Lan Zhe mean that he would not give you food? What he clearly said was that if you don't explain yourself, I will abort your pregnancy and not allow you to see Suli for three days.

Vicious man!

Egbert thought so in his heart, but said calmly: "Lord Suli's purpose of trying to enter the monster civilization system is not to save the present, but to save the future!"

"You know, human civilization has records that the last time high-level monsters entered human society on a large scale was when humans and monsters first began to exchange blood and gave birth to the first ancestors of our generation."

As Egbert spoke, he stood straighter.

Even the tone and wording gradually became more serious.

"Humans have only existed for ten thousand years, which means that when monsters entered human society, the number of humans was definitely not as rare as it was when Nan was alive..."

"It should at least develop into a tribe."

Egbert was almost counting on his fingers to tell Lan Zhe.

"Let's summarize it as nine thousand years. Assuming that the last time a high-level monster came to human society was nine thousand years ago, it would take at least a thousand years for the existence of monsters to lay the foundation for human civilization to be what it is today."

When humans and monsters first came together, everything they went through was absolutely brutal.

A thousand years was already a relatively short period of time estimated by Egbert.

He guessed that the number had to be at least tripled.

During that time, humans had no way to properly balance the human and monster blood in their bodies.

But fortunately, due to the evolution of the species, there is still a glimmer of hope before it is extinct.

Humans eventually adapted to the blood of monsters.

Lan Zhe raised his eyebrows and noticed the key point: "The last time?"

"That's right." Egbert nodded decisively.

"You should at least remember the little kids in our family."

However, when Lan Zhe said the three words "our home" to Egbert with a slightly blushing face, he felt a feeling of disgust that he was unwilling to endure.

This idiot!

"Nana once hinted that Cyril's ancestors were treated badly after Cyril's bloodline awakened, and they would most likely choose to take revenge on Sully."

Egbert also threatened the air: "That monster better not really do this, otherwise..."

Then he let out a weird laugh: "Ha, ha ha."

Lan Zhe was almost fed up with him: "Speak human language."

Egbert replied in a serious tone and continued, "The fact that Nana showed that attitude at least proves that she at least knows the descendants of Cyril's ancestors."

"But if the claims of later generations are not true, then the ancestor of Cyril that Nanan knew would certainly be the monster that entered human society last time."

"As for why the claim that Nanan knew a later generation is not true, you should understand it better than me, right?"

Egbert looked at Lan Zhe.

The Dark Saint made a dissatisfied "tsk".

Egbert's meaning was clear: Nana was not acquainted with descendants.

The reason is that, except for the original ancestor who provided Cyril with monster blood, in the reproduction system of monsters and monsters, a dragon with the lowest strength of a ninth-level monster no longer has the ability to reproduce with other monsters.

One is reproductive isolation.

Secondly...

There is no other dragon that would be foolish enough to leave offspring with humans.

And it is impossible for humans with dragon blood to get acquainted with Nan.

At this point, we only need to reversely infer Nanan's age and the attitude she used when she spoke to understand that Nanan did not regard Cyril's ancestors as elders.

Being friends of the same generation meant that, based on a compromise estimate of the time that Naan had existed as a monster, the two knew each other at a later period when Cyril's ancestors left behind the dragon bloodline.

The lifespan of a level 8 crystal dragon is about 500 years.

Naan died of unnatural causes.

After her death, there will be no more crystal pterosaurs in the world, which means that the reproduction of the crystal pterosaur species itself will be very difficult.

At the age of 200, they start laying eggs, at the age of 300, they start hatching the eggs, at the age of 400, the eggs should hatch, at the age of 500, they should raise the cubs and die naturally. This is the information Lan Zhe got from Naan himself.

To put it another way, when Nanaan just laid the egg, she recognized the monster that had already combined with humans and left offspring.

You know, women who have not given birth to children will easily develop a natural respect for women of the same generation who have given birth to children. This feeling will not change because they themselves have given birth to children. On the contrary, it will become deeper because they themselves have given birth to children.

Naan does not have this kind of emotional inclination, which means it must be that period.

The last time monsters appeared in human society was the founding of civilization.

The last time monsters appeared in human society, it was humans who tricked the monsters.

"There was at least several thousand years between the two arrivals of the monsters," Egbert added.

Lan Zhe didn't want to stop himself from feeling unhappy with him anymore.

"Don't tell me that you said so much just to prove that Suli's classmates need to go to the Monster Forest to participate in the so-called training this spring."

Egbert said righteously: "I just want to prove this point."

Lan Zhe was about to curse.

However, before he was taken to the suburbs to compete with Lan Zhe, Egbert firmly said what he wanted to say.

"Lord Suli must have thought of this a long time ago."

"Otherwise, he wouldn't have said that his classmates could go but he didn't have to go."

"Lord Suli wants to join the monster civilization just to prevent it from appearing. If it does appear, no matter if the probability is one in 10 billion or one in 100 billion, the crisis of complete extinction of the human race will really come."

Lan Zhe sneered, and he picked up the pot that was cleaned when Egbert was talking just now...

I wanted to hit Egbert with a pot hammer before, but I didn't do it because I was worried that Sully would not have enough food. But now I want to hit him with a pot, but I don't have to worry about it.

Before Lord Suli's most valued right and left hands could use light elements to block, a big bump appeared on his head due to the pot blessed by dark elements.

Everything happened so fast.

This too fast means that Suli wants to tell Egbert that the reason he doesn't want to go to the Monster Forest is simply because the last work left by Nan is still tied to him.

Given that the strongest student's strength is only comparable to that of a seventh-level monster, no matter how much the academy instructors want them to challenge life-and-death crises and grow in them, they will not actually send them to a place where they are sure to die.

On the other hand, even if Sully goes with his last work, he can only be a mascot.

Not to mention that it is impossible for Lan Zhe to let Last Order escape from his neck. Even if Su Li really can enter the Monster Forest without Last Order, others may not let him fight the monster head-on.

After all, when other people fight, under the watchful eye of the elemental instructor, they may just be using life-and-death crises to train themselves.

Surida...

That would be like a monster roaring and clawing at him, and the instructor would have to kneel down and beg him not to die...

But unfortunately, Suli today seemed to be silenced by some unknown thing, and he was always unable to say what he really wanted to say at the right opportunity.

Even though Egbert had a big bump on his head, he still said to Sully without changing his expression: "Don't worry, Lord Sully, I will be back soon."

"Although I can't have dinner with you, I can promise that I will keep watch for you all night."

Ignoring the fact that Lan Zhe was hitting him harder and harder, causing Egbert to lose his composure even when he habitually addressed him respectfully, Sully only wanted to ask:

"…So when did you come up with the idea of ​​keeping vigil?!"

The battle between the two saints officially began.

Sully wanted to retain him and tried to create an opportunity to explain himself, but because of the fact that objects are larger when they are closer and smaller when they are farther away, his movements were completely covered up by Lan Zhe, who was using him to touch Egbert's pot.

Roy rubbed his neck as he stepped into the small building. When he found that there were fewer people at the table today, he was stunned for a moment and said, "Everyone was here some time ago, but a few people were gone for a while. I actually felt that this small building seemed a little empty."

Mark placed a set of clean dishes in front of him and said, "It would be better if you said this with a sigh instead of an expression that said, 'It's so nice that Mr. Egbert isn't at home.'"

Roy picked up the bowl and filled it with rice from the rice pot on the dining table. Then he said, "I thought my ability to be inconsistent in appearance and inner self had reached perfection."

Even if it was inappropriate for a child to interrupt an adult, Cyril would always say, "Two-faced is not a nice word."

Roy stuffed a large mouthful of clean white rice into his mouth, swallowed it, and then said, "Then let me ask you, if being two-faced can make you get less beatings from Egbert, will you do it?"

Cyril held the bowl and answered, "No."

"All the hardships during the period of becoming stronger are for the purpose of becoming stronger after becoming stronger."

"Only if I become strong can I keep up with Suli."

Cyril has a delicate side.

He can find things that other people dislike about him.

That rejection comes from instinct.

Humans who have not awakened their monster blood are neither pure humans like Suli nor pure monsters like Raven. So when they face humans who have awakened their monster blood, they will feel uncomfortable because of their different characteristics from ordinary people, and at the same time, they will feel a kind of jealousy that cannot be defined because the part of their own monster blood has not been awakened.

This kind of contradiction is too difficult to reconcile.

Even the people inside the small building could only reconcile this sense of strangeness through Sully's presence itself.

However, when the "Sully Power" absorbed by Egbert is consumed, the process of his "training" Cyril will become much more ferocious uncontrollably.

Cyril didn't mind the change at all.

No one has the right to be nice to another person.

The slightly excessive training methods actually made him feel more balanced.

After all, one-on-one coaching and training from a world-class young expert is something that cannot even be purchased with purple gold coins.

Moreover, the time that Egbert spent on Cyril could be fully used for his own cultivation and growth when he was not wasting time on him.

Cyril has always been grateful to the world.

Whether facing Suli or others.

It's a pity that his serious attitude of not wanting to be misunderstood by others really hit Roy.

The two-star mercenary simply put his face on the table, looked at the pattern on the bowl of rice and said, "I feel like I should be ashamed."

"So it's just supposed to?" Mark moved the plate closer to Roy a little further away to prevent the food from tasted bad due to the death of a third-rate mercenary.

Roy suddenly sat up straight, and the chair made a harsh friction sound because of his violent movement.

In a blink of an eye, the people at the table saw Roy say with a serious face: "Simply..."

"No! Should!!"

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