Chapter 680: Chapter 358: Only One Person (Please Vote for Monthly Tickets)
Uncle remained, as ever, modest.
But Senior Sister knew he was no Artian, let alone capable of foreseeing the Queen’s arrival in advance.
Uncle rely sensed Senior Sister’s aloofness, then did his utmost to change her.
“It’s because of your efforts,” Senior Sister said, “I will choose to fight, instead of, becoming her.”
Had it not been for Uncle, Senior Sister’s personality and thoughts might be the sa as the Queen’s, and then the person she is now would not exist.
“What about Xiao Luo?”
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“I will share my plans with him,” Senior Sister had never thought of hiding anything from Bailuo, “but I can guess his reaction.”
Too dangerous, not safe, they don’t need to take such a big risk.
Those would be Bailuo’s words.
But with the traders lurking in the shadows, they are the greatest threat to Bailuo.
In comparison, the likes of King of Aolai, Iron Eagle King, it’s not that they aren’t powerful; it’s that they have no reason in themselves to be enemies with Yatun and Bailuo.
In other words, making these people allies is far more valuable than pushing them to the opposing side.
“There are nearly two hundred Masters of Miracles in the world.”
Senior Sister said, “According to the Queen’s plan, many of them have already joined the traders.”
Of course, Masters of Miracles are proud Kings; they would never simply obey the traders’ orders—it was more a mutual use of one another.
“They are the enemy.”
Differing stances, yet it is precisely because of these differing stances they have beco enemies.
The reason Senior Sister wants to visit the traders is to find out exactly who they are.
Just like Dumu’an’s real identity is Marquis of Heavenly Mandate, who are the others?
Each trader has an identity in the real world, whether as a Master of Miracle or Child of Miracle, hiding in every country, every place.
Such a force is too dangerous.
Any one of them is a ticking ti bomb, which at any mont could set off an unimaginable catastrophe.
The Queen indeed had plans, but she could not possibly know each person, after all, the Queen had already fallen. She can control the overall situation, but to accurately manage each person’s character and thoughts is an extraordinarily difficult task.
“I don’t dare to directly question Dumu’an, not because I fear being seen through, but because I worry that doing so will interfere with the Queen’s plans.”
Through the Queen’s mories, Senior Sister knows the relation between Dumu’an and herself.
To put it bluntly, Dumu’an is but a pawn, he obeys the Queen, and this Queen isn’t just about personality, it’s the Queen herself.
In other words, even if the Queen is crippled, incapacitated, or has beco an idiot, turned into a fool, Dumu’an will still follow her orders.
No matter how unreasonable the order is, even if it’s to die imdiately, Dumu’an would comply.
“I dare not act rashly.”
Senior Sister temporarily regained the initiative, but she was afraid to act recklessly.
Take for example, if in the Queen’s original layout Dumu’an was supposed to kill soone, and Senior Sister steps forward and says don’t kill him.
Even such a small action could trigger all sorts of butterfly effects.
So, unless Senior Sister has prepared a perfect plan, calculating the cost and possibilities of each decision, she will not truly step out from behind the scenes and beco the Queen of Avalon.
“Girl…”
Uncle sighed, he could imagine Senior Sister’s current state of mind and confusion.
On one hand, she wants to do sothing; on the other, she fears her abilities are insufficient, scared that she will recklessly destroy the Queen’s plans and inadvertently trigger a tragedy.
To so extent, Senior Sister indeed wishes she could beco the Queen.
Queen of Avalon, Isefia, how confident she was, to the degree even Uncle admitted he could not defeat her, relying only on the theory of ‘defeating oneself’ to indirectly clash with her by exploiting loopholes.
“Everyone is safe, that’s good.”
“Hm?”
Bailuo received notifications from all Miracles, and his gaze paused slightly when he got the information from his senior sister, “Is that even possible?”
He didn’t know whether to be surprised or scared.
Before Bailuo could react, the Queen had already engaged in several open and covert fights with his senior sister, and he was powerless to help her, which left him feeling frustrated.
“I went to the wrong place, I shall take my leave first.”
Bailuo bid farewell to the Three Iron Eagle Kings and didn’t wait for the Lord of the Birch Trees and the Marquis of Heavenly Mandate, he directly left their resting room and headed to the place Chubby Simpleton had prepared for the People of Yatun.
“Have we reached this stage already?”
Bailuo quickly t up with his senior sister first, Uncle was arranged by Bailuo to manage the other Miracles, instructing them not to wander around for now.
“No Queen? Are you sure, Feiya?”
“Yes.”
Senior sister said, “The Queen is , and I am also changing bit by bit.”
“But I am still , I won’t beco soone else just because I rembered sothing.”
On this point, senior sister was absolutely determined; she would not beco the second Queen, she was just Bailuo’s senior sister.
“Not the soul, just a piece of mory and personality.”
Bailuo felt that this thod was more troubleso than possession.
If it were possession, Bailuo could simply kill that so-called Queen outright.
But with mory and personality, even if senior sister changed her appearance and beca soone else, senior sister would still be senior sister, she would still be his Feiya.
“Do you want to go to the marketplace?”
“Yes.”
“But that’s very dangerous.”
How could Bailuo be at ease with his woman going out?
However, he found himself unable to refuse, because senior sister was not his slave, and even with the so-called Miracle Contract, if senior sister hated him and wanted to leave, could Bailuo break her legs and keep her here?
While that might be a form of love, even an extre obsession, Bailuo did not wish for such things to happen.
“I disagree.”
Though a man who lets go might look suave, Bailuo was not that kind of person. If senior sister wanted to leave, he would risk everything to keep her.
In short, as long as senior sister couldn’t persuade him, Bailuo would not agree to such unreasonable requests.
“I know it’s hard to convince you,” senior sister said, “but I won’t give up.”
Going to the marketplace to investigate the situation there, and then collaborating with Bailuo from the inside out was the best course of action.
The risks were certainly present, and substantial.
For instance, senior sister could fall right into the Queen’s trap, be completely devoured by the Queen after going to the marketplace, and truly beco Isefia.
All these possibilities were on the table, and senior sister was prepared for them.
“Did you really obtain her mories?”
“Yes.”
Senior sister said, “But I can’t speak of it.”
“Why?”
“I can restrict her, and she can restrict ,” senior sister said, “Don’t bother looking for loopholes. Any plan you can get out of is inconsequential.”
Those core plans were not sothing Bailuo could get with just a little trickery…
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