I see.
If that's the case, then the whole thing can be explained smoothly.
From the reasons why a series of destructive events were caused by members of the Stars, to Stanley's claim that his presence at the Sacred Tree Stronghold was actually to prevent the events from happening.
"Because I've never formally trained, I don't have your level of combat ability, and I prefer to stay in a safe rear position to provide support rather than on the front lines. Once I determine that a battle is about to break out, I need to evacuate the danger zone as soon as possible, regardless of whether I can successfully stop it."
"Of course, it's hard to say that there's no personal bias involved. If you want to use this to criticize me for doing nothing, I have nothing to say."
Without hesitation, he spread his hands, adopting a "do whatever you want" attitude.
"Then why did you lie to me back then?"
I still remember him in the woodworking workshop, with a fake smile on his face, claiming to be Old Mohr's apprentice.
"...Because the organization itself became too bloated after it expanded, although the core members who joined in the earliest batches were quite familiar with each other, it was difficult for the other new members to make clear identifications. So when I realized that you were a mage, I was unsure if you were the one hiding in the city who was about to cause trouble, so I took a tentative approach to contact you."
He clicked his tongue and turned his head away: "However, this is also a risky move, but fortunately, it's just that my identity is more conspicuous, and there's no direct reason for them to find fault with me yet. The only thing to worry about is that if the other party decides to be ruthless and doesn't care about anything, they will definitely choose to target me, so we still need to be vigilant."
"Instead of adopting an identity that would easily arouse suspicion, I tried to adopt an identity that would not attract too much attention and a target that would not conflict with mine, while maintaining a friendly demeanor. After all, this is the best way to disguise myself."
...I didn't find that face particularly friendly; its smiling appearance made it seem like a fox deliberately hiding its tail, which only made it more conspicuous.
However, wearing his signature outfit, and wanting to solve the problem but unwilling to take the initiative to confront it directly, only making some overly obvious attempts to probe, this guy is really incredibly contradictory.
I always felt like they were hiding something.
Even now, it still exhibits this subtle sense of incongruity.
When asked about it, he remained silent for a moment, then, meeting Alice's deliberately curious gaze, he forced himself to mutter softly, "It's just some private matter, I'll handle it on my own."
I don't care what he's hiding behind the scenes; I just hope that what he's hiding won't affect our plans too much.
Let's stop chatting for now and make do with the snacks on the plate to fill the now mostly empty space at the end.
Although the dried fruit muffins had some minor flaws in appearance, they tasted quite good. It seems that the neighbor who delivered the food had professional baking skills. In other places, this would likely be a best-selling product, so it's a bit surprising that it appeared in such a small place.
"They probably migrated from other places, right?"
Alice licked her fingers casually: "Isn't there a saying, 'For you, I gave up everything and came to this desolate place, just to praise this beautiful love'... something like that."
No, why did I suddenly start singing?
It's even a song that celebrates love.
I turned my head to look at Alice in surprise, while the rascal just shrugged indifferently, its drooping ears twitching slightly, before refocusing on cleaning its fingers.
The atmosphere inside the room suddenly became somewhat awkward.
Just as Stanley hesitated to get up, seemingly considering whether he should leave, a sudden muffled thud startled us all, and we instinctively activated our magic arrays.
"Open the window."
Shen Xue, clinging to the windowsill with one hand, remained expressionless.
Only then did I notice that the muffled thuds I'd heard were the sound of her fingers tapping on the windowsill.
It could be due to unevenness in the medium through which the sound is transmitted, or it could simply be due to the temperature difference between indoors and outdoors, causing the sound to distort.
I opened the window apologetically and let Shenxue into the house. Watching her toss her hair back and take a deep breath, I instinctively asked with concern, "You're back?" Then I realized she was already inside, so what else could it be but that she'd returned? I quickly added, "Are you alright?"
...Hmm, I feel like that question is even dumber.
To prevent my mouth from uttering meaningless nonsense again, I calmly sat back down in my seat, meeting the puzzled look from across the room, and kept quiet.
She glanced over with her icy blue eyes and nodded slightly: "You could say that everything is basically going smoothly."
"Although there were some minor setbacks that caused some delays, the little guy was clever enough to get away with it."
I looked at her, puzzled.
Shen Xue didn't say much, but casually tossed the bundle containing several rolls of parchment that was tied around her waist into my hand, and then casually took off the cotton coat she was wearing on the outside.
A few frosty specks drifted through the room as the clothes trembled, but thankfully they quickly dissipated with the mild indoor atmosphere, leaving only a slight chill.
Okay, as long as the goal is achieved.
The little guy who was with them reportedly left in a hurry after the mission was over. It seems he found someone to cover for him and sneaked out. Now that the mission is complete, he has to go back to take care of his young master. If anything happens, we can only contact each other later.
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