"But isn't that bad?"

Harvey bit into a cat grass cigarette and said, "If all work will delete the memory, then how can we go to the ground city to collect intelligence?"

"I can work part-time as a memory clerk and retrieve your deleted memories." Igula said, "But as the intelligence says, these memories of the 'Work Apocalypse' are harmful to the person, and many people have already stepped into the trap for us - there are too many magicians who want to use the 'Work Apocalypse' to research the loopholes of the 'Infinite Apocalypse', but the result is that both they and their test subjects have completely died and their souls are annihilated."

"Decline?" Harvey frowned. "Their souls are old and dead?"

"Almost. Those working memories are like poison. They will accelerate the aging of the soul." Igula said: "However, it is okay to recover the memory once or twice occasionally. After all, we are still young. However..."

Ash was slightly startled, then looked at the pale-faced Banji.

Although Banji still looks like a handsome young man with blue hair, he is now over 60 years old. Even if becoming a magician can enhance the quality of the soul, it cannot increase the life span of the soul - just like no matter how strong the body is, it cannot resist aging, but can only resist disease.

"...Reconnaissance does not require all of us to go together." Pan Ji stood up and said, "I can wait for you in the underground city, and then invade the palace with you on the day of action. You just need to lead the way, and I can provide you with the most powerful support!"

"But we don't need any support." Igula said calmly, "In the palace, we are only allowed to have one battle at most - that is the battle with the guards of the tower. Any other battles will be declared a failure. The palace will not give us any more chances if it triggers the alarm."

"That's right." An Nan looked seriously at the housekeeper who had taken care of him for many years: "Ban Ji, you are no longer useful here."

The blue-haired butler sat down blankly. His mood was so low that the color of his body seemed to turn gray.

However, the Purple Moth continued to speak: "Let's not talk about Ash, he is the core of the assassination plan; Igula and Harvey are on the list, they are also competitors for the Lord's wish, I must keep them by my side. Only you and Liz are dispensable to this plan."

"An Nan..." Yaxiu couldn't help but shout.

"Besides." An Nan paused: "You just said to send Liz to Qinna, this plan is also completely unfeasible - do you think Qinna dare not use Liz to threaten Ash, or do you think that Fanmula's white mist can't bewitch Liz into becoming a six-emblem?"

"Don't you know how cruel and ruthless Qinna is to people who are neither her own people nor her interests? Moreover, Ash and I are related to the continuation of the Sennheiser family... Maybe you just sent Liz over, and the next day we saw the photo of Liz covered in scars, and Ash appeared in Qinna's small dark room the next day."

"Mrs. Qinna probably wouldn't..." Panji said, but he was not confident anymore: "Then find Miss Cleos or Miss Elaline——"

An Nan shook his head: "Efalene is a master of domination that even Igula cannot compete with 100%, and Cleos is a red hat who protects the royal family of Issu to the end, and Liz knows all our plans. Do you hope that we will fail before the plan begins?"

"It's not safe to entrust Liz to anyone else's care except you, whether it's for her or for us... If you are unwilling to take care of Liz, then we can only let Liz die."

Igula's eyes lit up, Harvey habitually looked at Liz, and Ash instantly hugged Liz behind him and said loudly: "Miss, Liz and I have a contract!"

"That's right, Ash must protect Liz." An Nan seemed to have just remembered this setting: "That means we must get rid of Ash and Liz together, but Ash is the core of the assassination... Panji, what do you say we should do?"

Banji was almost begging: "Liz and I can stay in the underground city and wait for support..."

"Since we were planning to enter the palace, we never thought about coming back." The purple moth fiddled with her earrings: "It's actually the same for you to stay in the underground city or return to Azula. The only difference is that we will feel more at ease with the latter."

"Just think of it as a way to relieve me of worries." An Nan said with a smile: "Ban Ji, allow me to be willful one last time."

This was like a spell, and the last bit of energy in Panji disappeared. He looked down at the ground, tilted his head slightly, and cast a hopeful look at Liz.

Liz was stunned for a moment - I was counting on you to persuade An Nan, but now you are counting on me?

When Liz looked in the hand mirror just now, she had already had numerous discussions with her sisters, trying to find a valid reason to stay.

The final conclusion is: No!

This was definitely not a difficult idea that she came up with on the spur of the moment. Perhaps on the day when the "Happiness List" was announced, she had already planned to send Banji and Liz away, and they had to be sent away together - in fact, An Nan didn't care much about Liz, she just cared about the rest of her life for Banji, who was like a father and a brother to her.

Pancakes were the biggest stumbling block on her road to death.

An Nan knew very well that she was Ban Ji's only life support. If the plan failed and everyone died, even if Ban Ji survived, he would definitely suffer a mental breakdown and might even follow her through hell to the virtual world.

Therefore, An Nan had to find a new life support for Panji.

Since Ban Ji lost a daughter, let’s find him another one.

Perhaps the purple moth had already thought of this day when it adopted Liz.

Excuses like "Banji cannot be a gospel worker", "There are no battle reports in the palace", and "It's not safe for Liz to be fostered in someone else's home" are all insignificant. There are a hundred times more reasons to keep Panji than to drive him away. In the final analysis, Annan just wants Panji to leave, so Liz must follow him.

In this way, even if An Nan is really gone, Ban Ji can find the meaning of life again by taking care of Liz, just like he took care of An Nan.

Unlike Pantyhose, Liz had a hundred times more reasons not to stay here than to stay here. In other words, she had no reason to participate in this dangerous blasphemous gospel plan from the beginning.

Ash, Annan, Harvey and Igula must have discussed this. Even Ash agreed that Liz could not stay here, let alone the others. Liz even suspected that Ash had discussed it with Annan a long time ago - if you think about it carefully, after the plan to assassinate the princess was formulated, Ash's attitude towards her was indeed much better.

The tightness with which Ash held her now showed how determined he was to let her go.

The witch sisters never expected that their biggest enemy in wanting to stay here was the person who cared about them the most.

A cage stronger than a tower is love.

The only difference is that before, Panji served as a high tower to protect Annan, and Lis served as a cage to restrain Ash, but now everything is reversed.

“What should I do, what should I do…”

"The point is Xiao Xiu, we have to convince him!"

"You can't even break free from his arms, who else can you convince?"

At this moment, everyone's Gospel Book suddenly popped up. Everyone was slightly startled, and then their faces changed drastically - less than three days had passed, and the Weaving Festival had released the sixth list!

The knitting is speeding up faster and faster!

While everyone was stunned, Liz suddenly said, "Dad, take me away!"

Before Ash could react, he had already rushed out of the room with Liz. Seeing this, Igula immediately stood up and tried to follow him, but the necromancer held his shoulder.

"Let go."

"Igula, you really don't understand human nature."

"Oh?" The Trickster laughed in anger: "A necromancer wants to discuss the human heart with a psychic?"

Harvey said: "Even Alice knows that a coffin can only accommodate two people at most. It's not because the coffin is not big enough, but because sometimes only two people can be allowed to face each other."

"Let them sort it out on their own."