Chapter 183
Dedeline stood at a distance, hesitating about where she should go.
Should I turn and run or charge forward with my knife? Who knows? If it were me in the past, I wouldn't need to think about it; I would definitely turn and run.
She doesn't do things the way of fighting a battle where there's absolutely no chance of victory. She'll fight with all her might if there's even the slightest hope, but if there's absolutely no possibility, even she can't find a reason to fight to the death.
But a fool is doing something so pointless, and coincidentally, that fool is also his lover.
This is truly a dilemma of the century: partner or life. Numerous novels and stories have depicted this dilemma.
It's not that it's impossible, nor is it very likely. After all, it's just a little spider.
Dedeline felt a sliver of hope, only because it was a small spider. That might not apply to that guy.
Dedeline clung to a sliver of hope, but she soon realized that there was no room for wishful thinking when it came to absolute matters. However, she was young and didn't dwell on it too much.
Before she could finish thinking, she saw people walking out of the forest. She froze for a moment, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead from fright.
That was the verdict. This guy looked like he'd just eaten and was looking for a walk to better adjust to the situation.
This is indeed a great place to visit. Even when I learned I was coming here, my first thought was to have a good time here. Although it wasn't explicitly stated, most people who come to Lingsen have the same idea.
In a place filled with the mirror image of destruction, the sudden appearance of a paradise-like place is truly something worth taking a closer look at. Moreover, this place became a pivotal moment in their relationship, and if given the chance in the future, he and Spider-Man should frequently return here to reminisce about what happened back then.
Dedeline didn't know why she was thinking about such things at such a critical moment. She was now faced with a choice: run or draw her sword. The difference between the two wasn't significant; her survival depended entirely on the other person's mood. For this kind of person, a slight provocation wouldn't justify killing, and running away might be the only way for her to survive.
"Hello," Deedri waved and said with a smile.
I'm not going to think about it too much. If I were to be killed by such an attack, there probably wouldn't be any pain. So there's no need for me to resist. Whatever the outcome, I'll just accept it.
So I should still say hello. This guy greeted me first when we met before, which was very impolite, considering that he is of a much higher status than me. No matter what, he shouldn't have greeted me first.
He nodded, then walked past her without saying or doing anything more. He simply passed by her indifferently.
Dedeline listened to his footsteps and looked into the distance.
Perhaps, I should just run away?
When that guy brushed past me just now, I really had a strange feeling. It was as if this guy was Death himself, and I could almost see the River Styx.
Let's hurry up and call the little spiders to run away; this isn't something they can get involved in. Besides, Ark didn't pay much from start to finish. It's not that risking one's life for such a reward is inappropriate, but it just makes me feel like my name is too cheap.
It seems they should leave after all; leaving this place is the best option for them. They shouldn't think about anything else. A suitable choice is right in front of them; it would be a mistake not to choose it.
Dedeline's mind was in a complete mess, and she suddenly froze on the spot.
No, someone was blocking his way earlier.
She realized something was wrong, and fear exploded in her heart.
No, no, no, why didn't I think of that? The ones blocking his way should have been Spider-Man and Whitebeard. Where are those two now?
Why did he just walk over like that? Had they been in a fight? No, I didn't hear anything. And Spider-Man, that guy was instantly killed?
Dedeline panicked. She realized that she might be all alone from now on, and that she would already be alone before she even decided where she was going.
She moved swiftly through the forest, her skin turning a faint red without her even realizing it.
She started raising her body temperature to improve her physical condition; she had to find the little spider, otherwise she really felt a void in her heart.
She suddenly felt her hand being pulled, and her heart tightened. She was still in mid-air, so why was she having this strange feeling?
She turned her head, and then was suddenly pulled into an embrace.
An unprecedented sense of relief caused Deedri to lose her ability to make judgments, and she didn't even think about where to land next.
Fortunately, she was caught, and the guy had a way to land.
"Dedeline, keep your voice down." Spider-Man hugged her tightly. "Calm down."
He felt somewhat bewildered. When he saw her again, she was terrified, as if she had fallen into the River of Evil Spirits; she was trembling all over. Moreover, the temperature was very high, and holding her felt like hugging a soft furnace.
Christon didn't intend to give up because of this unease, because he noticed that the girl was trembling, trembling violently. Her heartbeat seemed like a final burst of energy before death.
So he simply followed her momentum and slowly sat down on the ground, kneeling down to embrace her.
"Calm down, take a deep breath, just like you said before. Calm down," the little spider repeated softly, gently stroking her head.
He didn't know many ways to comfort girls. In fact, he only knew about these things by asking Ark. Apart from holding her in his arms and the demon, he couldn't think of any other way.
Then he realized that he was being held tightly as well, and Deedri was holding him with almost all her might, like a drowning person clinging to a floating tree trunk.
It was a bit dark around them; this wasn't the main road, and the light was blocked. The two of them knelt on the ground, embracing each other, until Deedri managed to calm down after a few minutes.
"I'm glad you're alright," Dedeline said softly.
Christon did not answer, his eyes lowered.
“Little Spider, to be honest, this is not something we can get involved in. Let’s go,” Deedri said earnestly, tugging at his sleeve, “while we haven’t suffered any losses yet.”
Krisen didn't speak, but slowly turned his head to look at Deedri, who was looking at him with pleading eyes.
After hesitating for a long time, he said softly:
"It's not that there were no losses... Xiaobai is already dead."
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The benevolent man taps his fingers on the table, watching the little mouse lying on it.
What an interesting little thing! Perhaps to that fool, it is indeed a cute little thing that can be treasured.
It turned its head to look at itself, and then suddenly fell to the ground and began to writhe.
Because one of its arms was torn off.
But in just a moment, its severed arm had completely regrown, as if it had never been lost at all.
It shrank into the corner in fear, staring at her in terror.
The expression on the benevolent man's face suddenly turned ferocious, as if from some unknown time.
It wasn't for any strange reason; it was simply because I ran into the boy on the road who had broken the promise he had made.
The guy called Ghost Duke mocked her, then did things to her like disemboweling her and severing her limbs, to which she only had a simple response.
"That's it?" The guy with half his head torn off and covered in wounds laughed loudly at himself.
"That's it?" The charred black mass looked at itself with its severed head, and all that could be heard was laughter.
Then, this guy watched her cut flesh off his body with a very calm gaze. Because his voice had been destroyed, he could only look at her with a very strange smile.
He used every trick in the book to mock her, successfully provoking her completely.
Although I still consider myself a good-tempered guy, compared to the other hot-tempered guys in the church, I do have a better temper.
But being ridiculed like this still made me a little angry.
She glanced outside and hesitated for a moment.
This is the Spirit Forest, a place I rarely visit. Looking around now is clearly a good option.
Originally, I was just here for fun, and I probably wouldn't need my safety net. The current situation is that my combat power is already more than sufficient, so there won't be any uncontrollable situations. I'm basically just a safety net. The fact that I, a saint, am only a safety net shows just how much importance the Church places on this matter.
But even if we take it seriously, it doesn't matter. That guy is a demon god. If that junior breathes a sigh of relief at the last moment, we have to let that child live based on the voting results.
I just don't know what kind of temper that junior has. For a saint, he's incredibly stubborn. But secondly, this guy seems to have his own subjective impressions as a standard for judging good and evil.
From this perspective, his modus operandi is still undefined, making him an uncontrollable factor.
In comparison, Benny is much more controllable than this child, because at least Benny always sides with that guy, completely disregarding the positions of the church and humanity on certain matters.
It's like a child blinded by love, who will plot against the church over the smallest thing.
Fortunately, he was a controllable person, at least someone she now knew what would annoy her. Clearly, she wasn't good at managing her emotions and was still a girl prone to making wrong judgments based on her feelings.
This is a good thing. As long as the situation isn't completely out of control, there's still a chance to salvage it.
The only variable now is that new junior colleague. No one knows what kind of person he is; he usually stays in his room and doesn't seem to do anything. He does tasks when they come up and occasionally goes out to inspect the city.
She had assumed he would be a man who hated evil, but she witnessed him kneeling beside a dying robber who had been shot by a guard with a spear while fleeing and had a severe penetrating wound.
Strictly speaking, he was a bad person. He robbed others of their money and then fled everywhere. At the time, she went to find out what kind of personality he had and whether he was a controllable child.
Then I saw him kneeling down beside him, saying nothing, just silently bandaging his wounds.
Afterwards, the man was sent to prison without any more severe punishment. But that shouldn't have happened. This prisoner not only failed to help a seriously injured person, but also smashed its head, killing it completely before escaping with its belongings.
According to church law, such people should be executed without trial, on the spot. While this is harsh, the current situation is one of severe resource shortages. Without strict laws to restrain them, the prisons would be overflowing with people doing the same thing.
He used his power to extend the man's life by three months, saying he would carry out the execution in three months and leaving behind a scripture before he left.
Thus, Ren'ai felt that this junior's personality was a bit strange.
If someone is truly righteous and hates evil, they will stab the heart with a short sword the moment they meet.
If it were a kind person, they might use their power to take this person's life because of his relatively tragic circumstances.
But he was neither. He showed enough leniency, but he didn't intend for the man to escape punishment. The man was a person, so he wanted to help him. The man had done something wrong, so he had to be punished.
The two issues were viewed separately, and the younger generation's values were somewhat peculiar. This put Ren'ai in a difficult position.
Who knows what this guy's temper might lead him to do next?
I don't know, but anyway, that guy went to capture the child. At least they need to figure out what abilities a demon god possesses first. If they don't want anything else from the child, the benevolent wouldn't mind giving a demon god a little more time. Some restrictions are enough; there's no need to be too harsh. After all, she's still a woman. Although she doesn't have her own children, she still can't bring herself to hate children.
She got up and walked out of the room.
Staying cooped up in this place will make me sick sooner or later. It's definitely better to go find something fun to do around here.
Perhaps he had already caught up with that one. She was somewhat curious to see what a Demon God Seed would look like when it activated its power; the last time she had seen one was a very, very long time ago. Back then, Demon God Seeds weren't as precious and rare as they are now, but now, she suddenly felt a deep sense of nostalgia. Back then, she was young, not yet a physical being; her body hadn't aged. It was just that back then, she was truly a child.
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