Chapter 92: The Only Authentic Version in Jinjiang



It was a gaze without any derogatory connotation.

At least for the Dark Saint Mavis, Sully was the kind of person who she could tell at a glance would definitely live a harder life than herself.

Suli didn't feel these complicated thoughts, but he found that other people in the Dark Church, except the Dark Saint, really didn't take him seriously.

When those people saw him and Lan Zhe standing side by side, they all ignored his position. Even if they wanted to communicate, they went straight to Lan Zhe.

Suli had no objection to this. He would not easily judge himself as a strong person just because there were so many strong people around him.

So when the Dark Saint Mavis leaned slightly and whispered to him, "Aren't you uncomfortable with these gazes?" Suli replied calmly, "If I feel uncomfortable, or even jump out, it would be disrespectful to you."

Although Suli does not agree with the jungle law of the world where the strong prey on the weak, he is also very clear that the people of the Dark Church have always lived in this environment.

Therefore, if he expressed doubts or felt dissatisfied in this situation, it would be tantamount to fundamentally denying the person he was about to have a dialogue with on an equal footing.

Just like some things he had said before that could only be told to his "pet crow", before Sully had any contact or dialogue with anyone in the Dark Church, he would never deny or question other people's way of life.

Just like he always said - don't think that just because you stand on the shoulders of giants, you become a giant yourself.

Sully looked up at Mavis and said calmly, "My name is Sully, what's yours?"

"Mavis." The Dark Saint blinked and answered calmly.

Looking more closely, Sully discovered that even one of Mavis' eyes had a silver-gray mechanical texture.

"Thank you for listening to me." Sully looked into Mavis' eyes, without any unnecessary emotions in his green pupils.

Mavis looked at Sully for about three seconds before she suddenly laughed. She said, "I was just thinking, if you were surprised or scared, should I just dig your eyes out?"

"I think you're more likely to think about how you would react if I had thoughts like heartache and pity," Sully said.

Mavis became interested now. She stared straight at Sully's head, deliberately radiating the momentum she had fought through all kinds of complicated adversities to suppress Sully.

At the same time, Mavis did not forget to use words to pressure Sully. She said in a strange tone: "It is not a good thing to guess a lady's inner thoughts."

Sully was puzzled: "I thought it was just a normal directional behavior."

"People who think bad things about your eyes... I'm afraid anyone who sees your eyes will think the same thing."

It is human nature to have various emotions about things beyond cognition.

"And if you have the intention to kill because of a bad opinion of your eyes, and you plan to implement this idea... it will only be too outrageous." Sully looked up at Mavis, "Unless you want to kill everyone in the world, otherwise, you will only define those who mistake their self-perception for the real you as little clowns."

Sully also told Mavis: "On the other hand, even though the feelings of pity and sympathy are rare, it does not mean that they do not exist at all. And if such cognition exists, it will only make you feel disgusted."

No one really thinks that women in high positions need sympathy and love, right?

The pain that a warrior has experienced is never something that needs to be brought out to gain sympathy from others. Even if it is brought out, it is because the painful experience can be exchanged for more benefits.

The pain that has passed will only be a medal.

Therefore, there would be nothing unusual in the way Sully looked at Mavis.

Just like anyone else he had seen in the world.

Mavis laughed again: "I suddenly understand why this dark saint who is regarded as a mad dog by the people in the Dark Church cares about you so much."

Even though they were side by side, Lan Zhe was still slightly behind Suli by half a body length.

Although it was strange, Mavis knew that this was respect.

Is there anything worthy of respect for a person who struggles hard to survive?

Respect his will?

This is not something the Dark Son would be willing to stand behind.

But even if Mavis was curious about Sully, this curiosity would not have any impact on her subsequent actions.

Before the people from the Dark Church officially took action, Lan Zhe asked questions and filled in other unknown information about Suli.

Lan Zhe: "Why did you suddenly choose the Tros family? Most people in the gem business make money from other noble families. Don't tell me that you are attracted by that family's intelligence on other noble families."

Mavis acted as if she had suddenly realized something. She asked, "So you think there is such a reason?"

"But this is indeed a reason." Mavis laughed suddenly. "If we use your reason to target Tros, people outside might think Tros is someone who should be prepared to be coveted by others if he holds a treasure."

Mavis commented: "But this approach makes me feel disgusted."

"Only people from the Church of Light would use these excuses. I," Mavis pointed at herself, then at all the people from the Church of Darkness, "We, none of us would use this as an excuse to attack those nobles."

"We will act, and if there is a reason, there is only one."

Mavis smiled a weird smile that was so brilliant that it would make people feel cold behind their backs, and her mouth was stretched as wide as possible.

She said, "The reason would only be..."

"We'd love to."

Only the people of the Holy See of Light will, for the sake of so-called light, always keep all their actions within the scope of justice.

The Dark Church doesn't need it, and the Dark Saint doesn't need it even more.

Lan Zhe touched his back teeth with his tongue and said with a little dissatisfaction: "You know that's not what I meant."

"So I'm just expressing my opinion," Mavis was standing on East Street at this time. She paused and turned to look at Lan Zhe. She said proudly, "No matter what excuses you give me, I will not let the Tros family go."

Sully knew that the implication of this statement was that whatever happened later was later.

Dark Elementalists do not need to consider the future, they only satisfy their current desires.

Before the magnificent gate of the Western-style building was blown open, Lan Zhe, who had been trying to hold Suli's hand, suddenly felt the extra warmth in his palm.

"You knew this would happen." Suli said with a sigh as he looked at the dark element attack waves that were flying in all directions and the wreckage of buildings.

Lan Zhe smiled and said, "I thought you would know it earlier than me."

After all, at first, after Nan'an's death, the most likely thing the Dark Son would do was to directly kill the two-star mercenary Roy, regardless of the reason, excuse, or excuse.

And if this move is successful, everyone will naturally think that the Dark Son is a person who attaches great importance to feelings.

But that is not true.

Maybe it's biased, but it's one of the reasons given by the Holy See of Light for hunting down dark elementalists, and it's also a point recognized by some dark elementalists.

"They are a group of people who cannot live in a normal way."

Dark Elementalists are a group of people who can never be judged by common sense.

The reason why Lan Zhe developed a non-romantic affection for Suli was simply because Suli's existence was abnormal to this world.

"So we came here just to confirm whether what is about to happen will become a reality." Suli looked back at Lan Zhe.

He looked at the dark son who often showed some maternal qualities, and heard the multiple screams coming from inside the building. He said calmly: "Only by seeing with your own eyes how bad this world is can you understand that some actions are necessary."

A suitable world that will allow him to retire peacefully without having to constantly participate in wars and bloodshed, a world that has existed for many years in another dimension, will eventually come.

Sully stood on the East Street for a long time. When he heard the sound of orderly footsteps that even an ordinary mortal like him could hear, Sully spoke again.

"Let's go."

The next plan should be formulated in a way that will allow the people in the Dark Church to be perfectly involved in the trapped beast situation, and Ophelia will not have to constantly have the idea of ​​killing them.

Although at this moment, the arrogant princess must be so angry that she would go crazy and smash things.

Suli was carried by Lanzhe and returned to the hotel in no time.

Compared to usual, Sully didn't show any abnormal behavior this evening except that he ate less.

But this one seems to be very consistent with the causal relationship that because you don’t have rice, you don’t want to eat too much, but in fact it is the most abnormal.

Late in the night, Egbert knocked on Sully's door.

After the door opened, he glared at the crow standing on the bedside table.

Then he said, "I think it would be much better for Lord Suli to tell me if he has any ideas than to tell this crow."

The crow's pure black eyes looked at Egbert without emotion, and in the blink of an eye it transformed into a human form.

"What can I change if I tell you?"

"Do you think you will change if I tell you?" Egbert sneered and glanced at the crow.

Suli said with a headache: "I don't have any idea, I just think that the meal tonight is a bit unpalatable."

This is the truth. Although it doesn't have the half-baked and weird flavor of Egbert's specialty, the taste... I have to say, it's really wild.

Not only did it fail to remove the fishy smell of the meat, it also amplified the muttony smell of the meat soup.

Suli: Feeling suffocated.jpg

The fact that he didn't spit it out shows that he has great self-cultivation.

Not to mention eating less, at that moment, Suli's brain, which was full of various thoughts, was directly flooded with the eight words "People in Kyushu do not eat after noon".

However, Egbert is still Egbert.

He said: "Suri, there is no need to feel sad for those who are irrelevant, nor should he use this to associate with how many people have been destroyed by the tide of the times."

Suli: …………

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