"Azula has a devil living in Liwan District. As long as you offer the Sun Seeking Spirit, you can trade a wish with the devil."

Cecilia honestly told Ash the urban rumors she knew. Ash rubbed his temple. The contents were basically correct, but for some reason there was a slight deviation in the report: "Shouldn't the one who can fulfill wishes be a beautiful being like the genie? Why do you think it's the devil?"

"But I am neither a genie nor a devil. I cannot fulfill any of your wishes. At most, I can only try my best to meet your requirements."

"Then... can I refuse the deal?" Cecilia hugged the box in her arms.

"Can't."

Seeing Cecilia's expression of "You still say you are not a devil who forces sales", Ash couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. However, Xunri Shuling was concerned about everyone's injuries, so he would not hesitate to force sales. He was not a moral saint who was strict with himself. A flexible moral bottom line was an excellent quality that a cult leader must have.

And he believed that the price he offered would satisfy the girl, but before that...

"How did you get your Sun Seeking Spirit? Is it your own?"

Why do you care so much... Cecilia wanted to retort him. She was always angry and had a temper as explosive as a hot pepper. If a stray dog ​​dared to yell at her, she would chase it for three blocks and kick it. But facing the devil who was far superior to the sanctuary magician, she still chose to follow her heart: "Is it very important?"

"It's important to me, and to you too." Ash stretched out a finger and pressed it on her forehead: "Speak."

As if a switch was turned on, Cecilia honestly confessed the origin of the Sun Seeking Spirit, and the words came out of her throat without any embellishment or concealment. The Sun Seeking Spirit was naturally not Cecilia's property. How could a silver magician like her obtain the Time Spirit? But the Sun Seeking Spirit was not her ill-gotten gains. The Messenger Agency attacked five teams from the Sand Fire Agency. The team that Cecilia attacked had the Sun Seeking Spirit hidden in it. When she found it, she took it for herself and left the team to rush to Azula to make a deal with the devil.

It sounds like the Sand Fire Agency is the victim, but the problem is that the Sand Fire Agency is the "Night Sword God" in the Gospel Underworld, specializing in attacking other agency teams to plunder resources. It is purely a bandit group composed of evil magicians. Compared with the Sand Fire, the violent group that wanders in the gray area, the messenger, seems to be much more disciplined, at least it is dedicated to the magician business.

"Why is he called Yatogami?" Ash interrupted.

Seshilia: "Because the first and largest evil magician agency was called Yatoshin, which almost swept the entire underworld. It is said that there are several sanctuary magicians in it, and almost no agency dares to mess with them. However, a month ago, the government took a heavy blow and destroyed them as soon as they started. The Yatoshin members who escaped by chance revived and opened many small agencies to continue to rob other gangs. So we tacitly call this kind of bandit agency Yatoshin."

Ash was amazed to hear this. It had only been about four months since the Starry Kingdom established the permanent gate connecting the five nations, but in such a short time the other side of the Gospel had experienced the rise and collapse of evil forces, and even had the appearance of industry terminology like Yato God... It was true that a little sunshine would make it brilliant, and a little river water would flood it, and life would indeed find its own way out.

There is no doubt that Xunri Shuling was stolen from someone else by the Shahuo Agency, then the Xunshi Agency stole Shahuo, and Seshilia betrayed the Xunshi. In summary, it was a case of thieves robbing their own thieves.

Only after she finished speaking did Cecilia realize that her mind had been played around by the other party. She was so scared that her metal arm creaked and trembled. "I, I'll give you the Sun Seeking Spirit, can you let me go?"

"Don't be nervous. Although the Sun Seeker Spirit was not obtained through formal means, it can still be considered as your trophy." Ash pointed at Gregory, whose eyes were pierced, and said, "At least you are not like them, bullying the weak."

Actually, Ash and his companions had no intention of spreading rumors about devils, they were just temporarily secluded in Azula to heal their wounds, but because they needed to collect Sun-seeking Spirits and were too lazy to run around, they spread the word to ask people with Sun-seeking Spirits to come and trade with them. As a result, the rumor spread like wildfire and became about devils that could fulfill any wish, causing endless fighting outside, but now there are even Sanctuary magicians who are willing to spend a lot of effort to snatch all the Sun-seeking Spirits that enter Azula in order to trade with them, trying to monopolize the market to 'contact the devils', thinking that they are some kind of virtual realm mechanism.

Ash couldn't help but think of a 'farmer hypothesis' he had heard before. The farmer would go to feed the chickens every afternoon, so the chickens thought it was a natural law that feed would fall from the sky in the afternoon.

This is what the Lord Gods often encounter: the needs they casually mention will be regarded as a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity by countless people, and the legendary sanctuaries will rush to take it as a lifelong career. After many years, the Lord God may have forgotten his momentary impulse, but the impact it caused will be deeply engraved in social culture, becoming a historical tradition and cultural custom that is difficult to trace.

Cecilia also thought of the notorious Sanctuary Warlock next to her. She rolled her eyes and asked cautiously, "He offended you so much, is it enough for you to just pierce his eyes?"

Ash raised his eyebrows and looked at her with a half-smile: "Why, do you have any good suggestions?"

"If you don't mind, I'd be happy to help." Cecilia could hardly suppress the excitement in her tone. She was not a kind person who would repay evil with kindness. Gregory had almost killed her just now. How could she let him go now that she had the chance to retaliate? When she thought about the opportunity to kill the Sanctuary magician, her eyes lit up with excitement, and the metal knuckles made a crisp sound.

Ash smiled and said, "Is this your deal? If so, I am willing to let you have the power to dispose of them."

Cecilia instantly shook off her desire for revenge and shook her head repeatedly: "Forget it, there's no need to bother with them."

This little girl... Ash glanced at her and explained, "I'm not being merciful, but if they survive, they can warn others that no one is allowed to monopolize Azula's Sun Seeker Spirit. I can't control other places, but at least in Azula, I don't want to trade with despicable magicians."

"Although I can feel at ease snatching away the magic spirits and killing them all by trading with people like them, I am not a ghost prophet and I don't have the hobby of such fishing enforcement."

"Okay, tell me what you want." Ash tilted his head and looked at Cecilia: "Although I can't fulfill any of your wishes, as long as you make reasonable requests, I should be able to meet them."

Cecilia hesitated for a moment and asked, "Can I ask a few questions?"

"What's the problem?"

"Don't we have to go to Liwan District to make deals with the devil? And I heard that although the appearances of the devils vary, they are all beautiful women. Does that mean that when you appear in front of men, you are a beautiful woman, and when you appear in front of women, you are a man... a handsome man?"

The corner of Ash's mouth twitched, "I'm sorry I'm not handsome enough."

Cecilia was afraid that the devil would lose his temper, so she quickly said, "It might be because of your hairstyle. If you take care of your hair, it will definitely look much better."

Ash said unhappily, "I took care of it!"

A few days ago, Ash was also seriously injured. The acquisition of the magic spirits was handled by Jian Ji and others, so the devils that traders saw were naturally female. The witch asked the Gospel Spirit to set up a reminder mechanism in Liwan District. As long as there was a Xunri magic spirit entering Liwan District, they would be reminded. If Ash had not come out to eat noodles, Cecilia might have fallen in the last few hundred meters.

However, Ash would not reveal this information, and said casually: "If you want the beautiful sister to trade with you, your transaction amount will be deducted."

"No, no, no, I think you're fine."

"So what do you want to trade? To restore your complete body?" Ash glanced at her metal limbs, and his eyes softened immediately: "I can give you a discount."

"No!" Cecilia shook her head decisively: "I don't need you to restore my body, I'm fine now!"

"Ah?" Ash blinked. "Is the prosthetic body better than your natural body?"

"That's right." Cecilia nodded, and put her metal hands together and clenched her fists: "I have a congenital heart disease. If I don't have a metal prosthesis with a built-in drive, I can't fight at all. Daily life is difficult. Moreover, the metal prosthesis is not afraid of slashing bullets, and it can be upgraded by spending money. It is much stronger than flesh and blood."

Ash: "I can cure your congenital heart disease."

Seshilia was slightly startled, lowered her head and looked at her metal silver hand, but still shook her head: "It's not necessary... and if I get power, I can heal myself! Yes, I want power, my wish is to become a strong person!"

"Let me emphasize that I can only meet your requirements to a limited extent." Ash said, "You are only a silver magician now... I can tell you how to sneak into the Time Continent, and give you a few useful magic spirits, to ensure that you become an elite among the two-wing magicians."

Cecilia glanced at the motionless Gregory, and greed broke through the fear of the devil: "Just a two-wing magician? Can't he become a sanctuary magician?"

"I know how to sneak to the Ladder of Dreams, but it's much more difficult than sneaking to the Continent of Time. Telling you will only hurt you." Ash said: "The power I can give you is only two wings, and you must take the initiative to fight for it in order to have a chance to hold this power."

"What about power?" Cecilia asked, "I hate rich and powerful people the most in my life. Let me become the person I hate the most!"

Yaxiu thought for a moment and said, "I can give you a complete set of technical information and some start-up capital. As long as you successfully open a factory and find a sales channel, you should be able to become one of the top ten young entrepreneurs in the country in a few years. How do you think?"

"Do you still want me to open my own factory?" Cecilia was disappointed: "Can't you just let me be the controller of the consortium or the governor of the city?"

"Let's not mention that I won't do that. Even if I really help you kill a consul, and then help you hypnotize everyone around you so that everyone thinks you are the consul, can you keep your power?" Ash said with a smile: "Power can be divided into bottom-up and top-down, but no matter which one, there are two points - either you can bring benefits to others, or you can cause losses to others."

"Benefits will make others respect you, and losses will make others fear you. If you were suddenly thrown into the position of consul, would you have the confidence to identify who is useful and have the ability to stabilize the various forces in the city so that everyone is willing to execute your orders?"

Cecilia was dumbfounded: "How could a subordinate not listen to me?"

Ash smiled, "That's a question. You are a member of the Courier Agency. Are you loyal to your superiors?"

"Then let everyone obey my orders..." Cecilia's voice became smaller and smaller, obviously realizing that her wish was too outrageous.

Ash said, "If you just want to live a comfortable life, I can give you a very precious gem. You can exchange it for millions of gold coins, enough for you to live a life without worries."

Cecilia shook her head. "Having money without the power to defend it is like having money in someone else's pocket. And... I don't want to live that kind of life."

"So what do you want?"

Yeah, what do I want?

Cecilia sat on the ground in a daze, looking up at the rain curtain that was frozen in the air. She only knew that she must seize this opportunity to make a deal with the devil, but she never thought about this question - what did she want?

Ash was not in a hurry either. He squatted beside and waited, like a store manager waiting for a child to choose toys.

"... I just want to solve all the problems at once."

"What exactly is the problem?"

"A lot." Cecilia said softly, "But I don't know how to say it."

Ash looked at the depressed metal doll, guessing something in his heart, and asked, "How did you get your disability?"

Normally, if anyone dared to ask about her disability, Cecilia would be in a good mood if she didn't call them. She would never give a good face to anyone who asked. But perhaps out of fear, or perhaps for some inexplicable reasons, she calmly told them about her past.

In fact, it is just a classic traditional revenge story: a family was attacked by a sorcerer, and only the sick little girl was deliberately cut off her limbs and then let go, as if to see how this poor girl would survive. But the little girl survived tenaciously, was adopted by her father's friend, installed a metal prosthesis, worked hard to learn combat skills, broke through the limitations of the sick body, and successfully resonated with the virtual world to become a sorcerer.

The father's friend was the director of a gray area firm. When the girl was 16, the friend got into a conflict and was killed. When sorting out the remains, the girl found out that the friend was the sorcerer who attacked her family. The reason was that the friend had always had a crush on the girl's mother and finally committed a beastly act because of impulse.

"So for you, the target of revenge and your adoptive father died at the same time?" asked Ash.

Cecilia was silent for a moment: "Actually... I have long forgotten about revenge."

The hatred of exterminating a family is indeed irreconcilable, but not everyone can chew on the hatred for ten years. After more than ten years, the little girl should have forgotten the hell she had experienced, but an accident dragged her into hell again.

"Then I joined the Messenger Agency. Until now, after learning the killing skills for so many years, I can only survive by killing people." Cecilia suddenly laughed and said, "The most urgent problem I need to solve now should be the pursuit of the lacquer master, right? Can't you let me become a Sanctuary Magician? Even if I become a two-wing magician, I may not be able to beat the lacquer master."

Ash shook his head: "No one can raise the rank of a magician casually. The virtual realm is the most fair. Even if I tell you how to sneak across, you still have to go there in person."

"But I think I know what you really want."

Cecilia was startled, then raised her eyebrows and looked at Ash.

"Without a past, a future, friends or family, the only thing that pushes you forward is pure biological inertia. You cannot find any meaning in living, you live just for the sake of living."

"You are as light as a balloon, with only a thin string tying you to the ground."

"You chose to betray the Messenger Agency, and tried your best to run to Azula. You refused to surrender even when facing the Sanctuary Magician... Maybe you didn't even notice it yourself," Ash said word by word, "You were actually seeking death on purpose."

Cecilia was slightly startled, then she shrugged, as if she wanted to show a disdainful smile, but in the end she did not laugh, staring blankly at the puddles on the ground that reflected the neon lights.

"...You are actually the devil." She suddenly said, "Devils always like to play with the hearts of mortals."

"No, I just have some experience." Ash smiled and said, "What's your name?"

"Cecilia. Cecilia Aricado."

"Hello, Cecilia." Ash grabbed her metal right hand and pulled her up suddenly.

Cecilia had been slumped on the ground not because she was lazy, but because Gregory's gravity field had crushed her ribs and internal organs, and her blood vessels had ruptured in many places. She looked fine on the outside, but her insides were already riddled with holes, and she was sweating profusely with the slightest movement. But now that Ash had pulled her up, she found that she was actually fine, and she had no idea when she was healed.

"Are you hungry?" Ash walked into the store and waved at her: "Do you like noodle soup?"