"Who cares about your likes?"

The witch laughed out loud: "Really? Do you think you are choosing a concubine? You are so picky! How shameless!"

"You were the one who brought up this topic..." Ash muttered, looking down at Liz who was still not awake: "You also heard her conversation with me just now, right?"

"Yes." The witch nodded and sat cross-legged on the bed again: "It's a pitiful and terrible child."

"Pathetic and terrible?"

"You actually heard it, right?" The witch said calmly, "Her calculations are real, her amnesia is real, but her innocence is also real. She deliberately pretends to be scheming but easy to be seen through by adults. In fact, it is also for self-protection, right? Compared with children with keen intuition or children who are not smart enough, her cleverness that can be easily exploited is more likely to win the favor of adults."

Ash recalled Liz's performance in the underground hall. At that time, Igula and Harvey both saw the little girl's little tricks. Couldn't Annan see it?

It was precisely because he saw this that An Nan decided to keep Liz.

If it was a child who only knew how to cry or was too smart, perhaps An Nan would have handed her over to Red Hat, because Purple Moth needed a 'bug' that could immediately participate in her grand plan but was easy to control.

Liz was vaguely aware of this, so she behaved in that way and deliberately catered to An Nan's needs.

This kid might be good at working.

But...why is it that at such a young age, she knows what mask to wear in what occasion, just like Ash who has been beaten by society for many years?

"Memory modification?" Ash said softly, "Someone distorted her memory and transformed her into a bug that was specifically designed to exploit loopholes in the Weaving Festival?"

"If you want to deceive the Lord God, memory modification alone may not be enough." The witch narrowed her eyes: "What? Do you sympathize with her? Do you want to listen to her instigation, collude with your companions, rebel against your boss, and then hand over the results to this little girl?"

Ash suddenly looked at the witch: "You are the same as her."

The witch's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly wondered if she had revealed any flaws, but her face showed no sign of it: "Is she still as cute?"

"You think the same as her. As long as I am willing and I want to do it, I can tear up the contract, get the highest hidden score, and win the final victory." Ash smiled and said, "You all have unexpected confidence in me even though you just met me today. Am I the kind of person who can do it as long as I am willing to do it?"

"Don't be so arrogant." The witch curled her lips: "It's obvious that she can only use you, so she can only trust you."

"I don't actually hate people who have a goal." Ash shrugged. "Only when you have a goal can it be called a journey. What I'm doing is just wandering around."

"My vision is not that far-sighted. The future I can see by standing on tiptoe is what to eat for lunch tomorrow. How can I make such a complicated decision 101 days ago, whether to choose to break up, conspire, or betray? How do you decide where to have lunch 101 days later?"

"Besides, I just arrived in this new country. I don't know the cities, culture, history, and system here. I don't know the true power of the Gospel, and I don't know the power of the Omniscient Weaver... Although I was forced to join a very evil organization with great goals and a bright future, I'm actually a little unmotivated at this moment."

“Only after I’ve witnessed enough scenery can I know whether I prefer sunset or sunrise.”

"That sounds complicated," the witch shook her body, "is there a simpler way to put it?"

"Go with the flow and act according to circumstances." Ash blinked, "Maybe I'll have new ideas by then."

"As for her..." Ash glanced at the unconscious Liz: "Although I don't know why she has to rely on me, if it doesn't harm my interests... or only harms a little bit... After all, she is nominally the only member of my work team now, so I should take care of her if I can."

In fact, Ash was just soft-hearted.

After all, he is not a purely rational animal. When he saw Liz chasing him and calling her dad, he couldn't help but think of his nephew back home.

Although his nephew is not as cute as Liz, he is more naughty and mischievous than Liz! When he thought of this, Ash regretted not spanking his nephew more often in the past. Now he didn't have to spank him anymore.

Anyway, Liz is now bound to him, so let's see what Liz has planned first, and then make plans. But you want Ash to be decisive in killing a human cub who will knock himself unconscious by ramming his head against the door, which he absolutely cannot do at this stage.

The witch complained: "You sound so nice, but you are just delaying the decision to your future self."

"No, I am me, and the future Ash is the future Ash." Ash picked up Liz and said, "I never make promises to myself lightly, and I will not impose constraints on the future Ash without authorization. All decisions made in advance will either become wrong garbage or meaningless obsessions. Only choices made after careful consideration are the most exciting."

"I don't want to deprive myself of the next 101 days of enjoyable thinking time."

Aaaah.

That’s the taste, that’s the feeling.

It's not madness, nor indifference, but a deeper kind of arrogance, as if one regards the whole world as a poorly crafted drama, waiting for fate to please one.

It was precisely because of this that she was so——

Like the viewers.

The witch narrowed her eyes and looked at the white-haired little girl in Ash's arms: "Ah, did I disturb your colorful nightlife? I'm leaving now--"

Ash quickly stopped her from accusing him, "No, no, no, I'm just sending her back to her room to prevent her from drooling on the floor. You can follow me and monitor me to see if I do anything that cannot be broadcast on the children's channel."

"I'm not interested. I really want to leave," the witch said with a lack of interest: "Remember the three principles of communication. We will meet in the virtual world from now on."

Ash didn't force it and left the room with Liz in his arms.

The witch didn't leave immediately. She sat cross-legged on the bed, not knowing what she was thinking about.

Until a question with hidden anger came from behind:

"Witch, you've crossed the line."

The witch did not deny it, and asked back: "But aren't you curious about what the current viewers think of the current Sword Princess? Although it has nothing to do with me, but hearing that Sword Princess is in a unique position in his heart, I also feel a little inexplicably angry - obviously I am so much prettier than you!"

Bang!

The witch was suddenly pushed to the ground, and the sword lady sat on her, pressing her waist so that she couldn't get up, and holding her wrists with both hands so that she couldn't move. Facing the sword lady's eyes that seemed to want to eat people, the witch was a little scared: "What are you doing? If you do this again, I will call for help."

Sword Princess did not follow her nonsense, and said word by word: "First, he is not the Viewer, but Ash Hiss, and she is not Sword Princess, but Sonia Servi; second, you really crossed the line."

"It is forbidden to observe or even promote their spiritual changes without permission. If I tell everyone about this, you will never have the right to observe again."

"Wow..." The witch groaned pitifully: "I didn't say anything..."

"Why did you mention Sword Princess in front of him?" Sword Princess asked, "You will make the information of both parties inconsistent!"

"But I really don't know the sword princess who is a little scheming but very cute, who says one thing but means another but is kind-hearted, and who often boasts about her beauty in front of the mirror." The witch blinked: "I don't really like lying."

Jian Ji said coldly: "Among all the lies you have told, this is probably the worst one."

The witch suddenly changed the subject: "But why are you so nervous? If it was the Viewer who arrested me, I would accept it. After all, he is the person in charge, but didn't you join this plan out of helplessness? Why are you so concerned about the love life between Ash and Sonia?"

"You are different from the one I know, Sword Princess." A mischievous gleam appeared in the witch's eyes: "Could it be that you..."

"Aren't you also speaking well of Liz?" Sword Princess said calmly, "Isn't it natural to care about your past self?"

After the two looked at each other for a moment, the witch looked away: "Humph, if you say so, then so be it."

"But Sword Princess, aren't you a little...too arrogant?"

The witch wrapped her legs around Sword Girl's long legs, twisted her hands to break free from Sword Girl's grip, turned over and pressed down, instantly pressing Sword Girl down, grabbing her hands together to clamp her wrists, and pressing her legs tightly to prevent her from moving. Her long black hair was mixed with her short red hair.

"Sword Princess, you actually thought," the witch's voice seemed to have become an eighteen-part melody, whispering in Sword Princess' ear, "you have the ability to fight us in close combat!?"

Sword Princess: "Let go."

The witch's voice gradually became crazy and hysterical: "We will suppress you as long as you suppressed us just now!"

Sword Princess had no expression on her face, but the long sword at her waist was slowly adjusting its angle, searching for the witch's weak spot. The witch seemed to sense Sword Princess's movement, but she did not stop her. A dangerous arc crossed her lips, as if she was expecting a bloody fight with Sword Princess.

Suddenly, a quarrel was heard outside. It seemed that Ash had been seen entering Liz's room by others, leading to an inexplicable social demise.

The witch listened for a while, and the madness on her face faded away like the tide. She suddenly smiled and said, "To be honest, when you described Guan...you described Ash's personality traits, I didn't believe it like everyone else."

"Just like imagining a blushing Sonia, imagining an Ash with conscience, humanity, loneliness, and fear, this really challenges our imagination. He even feels sympathy for little Liz, which is really absurd..."

Sword Princess said coldly: "But you see it now."

"Yes, I saw it." The witch said softly, "Except for the evil nature suppressed deep in his heart, he is indeed a cheerful and sunny good man on the surface. Even without the bewitching girl, he still has companions following him."

"I really like Ash Hiss bathing in the sun..."

"I wish I could destroy him right away."