Ash looked at the elf maid in front of him wearing a lace headdress, with pink curly twin ponytails hanging down on both sides, her big watery eyes flowing with a hint of charm, her pretty face flushed lightly, the plump and soft chest exposed in the maid outfit squeezed out a deep valley, and under the mixed light, her tightly pursed lips showed a jelly-like moist luster.

He was a little dazed, and just when Vichy rekindled hope and thought there would be a turn for the better, Ash suddenly kissed him deeply, and his tongue broke through his teeth with unstoppable force, stirring up trouble inside.

"Hmm... Hmm... Hmmmm."

Vichy felt like her tongue was being bitten by a big bad wolf like a little white rabbit. No matter how she tried to dodge, Ash's exquisite skills always made her cornered. Her body became stiff, but her soul seemed to be sucked in.

No wonder I had to become the most powerful magician in my dream before...

No, we can't go on like this!

I am the Ghost Prophet!

As soon as Vichy bit down with her teeth, she felt that Ash's whole body stopped for a moment. She realized that she had hurt this guy, but Ash did not withdraw his troops. He still held the fortress in her territory, and after a while, he slowly expanded outward.

Vichy didn't dare to use force anymore, and only dared to bite gently, hoping that Ash would give up. However, this kind of resistance that didn't hurt or itch was naturally unable to resist the increasingly fierce attack, and it was more like a fight between resistance and acceptance.

When Ash finished reminiscing and let go of Vichy, a transparent thread stretched and fell between the two of them in a warm breath. Vichy lay limp in Ash's arms, like a pool of melting ice cream, with even the tips of her ears turning a light pink.

Ash wiped the water stains from the corners of Vichy's mouth with his sleeve and asked curiously, "Why did you bite me?"

"I'm going to bite you if you want to. Do you need a reason?" Weixi grabbed his arm and barely sat up. She retorted very angrily, but her tone was soft and sounded more like she was acting coquettish.

Ash asked, "How is it?"

Wei Xi thought for a moment and said, "82 points."

Ash: "...I'm asking about the test results, what are you grading?"

Wei Xi was startled: "Yes, I still need to check your memory..."

"You didn't forget, did you?" Ash's mouth twitched, "Then we have to do it again?"

"No, I won't forget the important things. Just checking it once is enough!" Vichy hurriedly emphasized her authority. She closed her eyes and thought for a moment, then quickly proofread Ash's soul memory.

Gradually, her expression became strange, and she murmured, "Interesting..."

Ash asked expectantly, "How is it?"

His tone was like a terminally ill patient who had found the only charlatan who could save his life.

Vichy opened his eyes, looked at Ash and said word by word: "The parts of your memory about Igula and Harvey have been tampered with."

"Although they are real in your eyes, the world does not respond to their existence. When you take a bath together, the water level does not change; when you eat together, the food does not decrease because of their eating; when you pass through the mud, they do not leave footprints."

"You won't notice this information when you recall it yourself. Only after I extract your memory can I deconstruct these details."

Ash stared at Vichy blankly. He did not suspect that Vichy was lying to him. If he did not believe Vichy, there was no need to look for her. But even the most authoritative soul master said that the closest companions in his memory were just two phantoms that never existed. He could not help but feel confused.

Could it be that the real problem is not the world, but just... himself?

Vichy looked at his distraught appearance, reached out to wipe the water from the corners of his mouth, and said, "But except for them, no one else has been tampered with."

"What's the meaning?"

"I don't know about the others, but when I compared the memories you and I shared in the Star Kingdom, I found that we have completely different memories, and they are both true."

"For example, the part where Igula talked to me, in my memory, either it didn't exist, or it was me talking to you, but the me in your memory was not tampered with, and every move I made had correct feedback from the world. Since the me in your memory is real, then the Igula who talked to me may not be fake either."

Ash stared at her, his eyes shining brightly.

"Note that I do not believe in or verify their existence."

Vichy reminded: "The Four Pillars of God, the Princess of Firefly Brilliance, the Supreme Stars, the Four Great Gods, the Trial of Heaven, there are too many possibilities to mess up your brain. The only thing I have proved is that the possibility of the existence of 'Igula' and 'Xavi' is not zero."

"That's enough." Ash breathed a sigh of relief and held Vichy's hand: "That's enough. Thank you, Vichy, thank you."

Wei Xi found it a little funny: "Although I have read your memories, I don't really understand why you have such deep feelings for them. You are obviously a group of death row prisoners who have to form a team to survive. Why are you so nervous when they disappear?"

Ash was startled, lowered his head and muttered, "Yeah, why?"

"The first time I met Igula, he was planning to use me as a lesbian to squeeze out all my value. He is the most beautiful but also the most sinister man I have ever seen. He always distrusts others and thinks the worst of everything. I don't really want to listen to his nagging. Every time he tells me to be wary of Annan, Liz, Black Crow, and Rose, it makes me feel so annoyed. But I have to find him. Without his psychological treatment, my relationship and life would be a mess... Although it's not much better now."

"He's popular with women. Anfil likes him, but he insisted on following me to Senluo. Gwen also likes him, but he... He would make girls sad by scolding me, but isn't he the same himself?"

"No one wants Harvey to live. Even he doesn't want to stay in this world. He's disgusting. He always carries a coffin around and talks about corpses during meals. If life is a buffet, he's the type who eats shit and then asks everyone else to eat shit together. He thinks he's eating something delicious. Apart from promoting his worldview of death, he doesn't talk much, or rather, he prefers to talk to his Alice... I really don't want to invite him to my wedding."

"But no one respects life more than him. It's strange, isn't it, that a guy who seeks death respects other people's lives. He always stands by and observes the crowd. He actually knows everything, but he is just too lazy to say it. He only stands by us when we seek death... He just wants to wait until we die and turn our corpses into undead creatures, so that even death can't separate us."

Vichy was listening on the side, thinking to herself that it was a good thing that Jian Ji and the others were not there, otherwise they would have doubted their own charm when they heard that you had such complex and rich feelings for two imaginary men.

After talking for a while, Ash fell silent, staring at the pattern of the carpet with empty eyes, like a dog seeing a Frisbee, wanting to chase those ethereal memories. Vichy had nothing to do, and saw a plate of grapes on the small wine table, so he took it, tore the grape skins with his fingernails, and fed it to Ash as usual.

When Ash was almost done eating the grapes, he finally came to his senses and said, "Vichy, you should go and rest too."

"Okay." Vichy got up and walked outside immediately without any reluctance.

Just then, her wrist was grabbed.

"etc."

Vichy's body stiffened, and he asked nonchalantly, "What's wrong?"

She didn't dare to tease him casually now. This crazy Ash was a bit strong and almost defeated her army just now. She still needed some time to figure out the pattern of Ash's moves. It was safer to tease him in a crowded place.

Ash glanced at her body, and the beautiful warm touch in his dream seemed to linger on Vichy's body with his gaze. After just being looked at for a while, Vichy felt her breathing become shallow and rapid. She pursed her lips and asked weakly, "Ash, is there anything else?"

"You don't have to wear this suit anymore." Ash released his hand and said, "There is no restriction on hair color either."

Vichy was startled, "Huh?"

"I never thought of you as a maid. Devil maid is just a random code name."

Ash paused and said, "I have always regarded you as..."

"Prisoner." Wei Xi said, "You are the prisoner of the stars, and I am your prisoner. Now you suddenly release my restrictions, is it because my identity has changed?"

She tilted her head, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and in an instant she turned back into the unpredictable ghost prophet.

Ash shook his head: "No, you are still my prisoner. As long as I am alive and as long as the ruby ​​chain is still there, I will be your supervisor."

"What do you mean now? To make a prisoner like me grateful for your gift?"

"I don't want to infringe on your dignity."

Wei Xi really laughed this time: "Do I still have dignity in your eyes? In your impression, am I not just a shameless devil who will do anything to achieve his goal?"

"Yes, I still think so now, and I don't think you will change." Ash said seriously: "But I have never seen a magician with more dignity than you."

"After failing to be reborn and being controlled by chains, the demigod who never wanted to bow to the Lord God ended up becoming a slave to the magician. However, he never got discouraged and was always looking for opportunities to fight back. He never gave up on pursuing his dream and went all out to fight for every opportunity to hunt for angels."

"You don't care about anything and you can put everything on the altar. Nothing in the world can shake you, not even death. If there is no hope of success, you would rather die than live."

"As a human being, you are obviously the worst of the worst. But as a magician..." Ash took a deep breath and admitted helplessly, "You are the best of the best."

"I can enslave the demon Vichy, but I can never dominate the ghost prophet. I will not release your chains. On the contrary, because you have become stronger, I will only restrain you more strictly."

"But I hope my companions... can live with dignity."

Vichy raised an eyebrow, put his hands behind his back, approached Ash and asked, "Companion? You regard the Ghost Prophet as a companion? But didn't you still hate me before you were promoted?"

Ash looked away: "...You helped them through the difficult times during the promotion ceremony."

"Is that the only reason?" Wei Xi came closer to him, "Just because I helped them, you don't hate me?"

"I still hate it." Ash turned his head away: "It's just..."

"Just what? What makes the master feel that he understands the Ghost Prophet better?" Wei Xi tilted his head, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up, his eyebrows and eyes were full of charm: "Is it because of... a dream?"

Ash glared at her and said unhappily, "Who bit my tongue just now?"

Vichy's body froze, she pouted and turned away, but she came back: "I found an important detail in my memory."

Ash immediately perked up: "What?"

Vichy leaned close to Ash's ear and whispered, "I noticed... Master, you like my maid outfit and pink hair very much."

She kissed Ash on the cheek and then left the tent as quickly as if she was running away.