Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 2426 The Prophet is Dead (Thirty-Two)

Ridiculous justice...

That's why sincerity touches people's hearts.

Theoretically speaking, since Ballard has been completely forgotten by everyone, Akasha should not have heard of this claim.

However, when faced with this word uttered by someone from out of town, she didn't rush to mock it, but instead remained silent for a moment.

Of course, I don't think Akasha was really considering the issue of justice or injustice.

It's obvious to anyone that what she's wondering right now is, "What is Andil's purpose in saying this?"

But regardless of the specifics of how it was done, let's just talk about whether it affected people's hearts and minds.
"I'm really looking forward to it... So where are we headed? Will it be far?"

When she finally spoke again, Akasha's tone was completely normal, and she even stood up with a smile.

They're actually going to travel together? Is this blatantly placing a spy next to you?
This Spider Silk Queen is quite bold.

Although I don't think the purpose is that simple, judging from Akasha's attitude, she seems to have locked onto me, ready to follow me wherever I go.

Furthermore, this attitude of doing nothing but being tied down seems to be proof of the previous speculation about the division of labor within the team.
The plan can be carried out by others; it doesn't matter if we're one person short.

From this perspective, the unlicensed doctors we encountered earlier all seem to be outsiders.

After all, it's hard to convince someone like Akasha, who is only connected on a spiritual level, to take on such a dangerous responsibility based on mere intuition.

Don't forget that you killed the black doctor directly earlier. If he had really been monitoring you all along, he couldn't possibly not know about this.

To be frank, Akasha's resilience was slightly inferior to that of the Black Doctor.

She couldn't be so naive as to think that someone like her would hold onto any old feelings.

In short, it seems the indigenous people have a grand plan, the overt goal of which is to plunge this unseen hill into eternal night.

To achieve that goal, in addition to the inspired extraordinary individuals causing chaos everywhere, there is also a well-coordinated team pushing things forward.

He even doesn't rule out the possibility that his old friend Awei is a member of this team.

"It's hard to say, but don't worry, we can take a car."

While sorting out the current situation, Fu Qian also turned to comfort Akasha and did not rush to kill her.

Although this glance clearly made the latter somewhat nervous.

"By car?"

Akasha was almost stunned for a moment before she realized what Fu Qian meant, and glanced at the door in surprise.

……

"Carriages, don't tell me that traffic in the city is completely paralyzed now."

Seemingly finding Akasha's reaction a bit over the top, Fu Qian casually explained that he indeed meant using a car for transportation.

Do you know where there are carriages nearby where I can take a ride?

Back during the last mission, the Joker mentioned that carriages were the smoothest and most boring thing in the city, and even carried out terrorist activities against this mode of transportation to vent his dissatisfaction.

Subsequent events also revealed that the city operated a considerable number of horse-drawn carriages to maintain public transportation.

Although the natives, their hearts stirred by the prophet's death verses and the Gate of Freedom, have already destroyed much, and it is still night.

However, Fu Qian said that on the way here, he had seen a small number of vehicles that were still running.

As for why it's necessary to use public transportation in such a critical situation—

"There should still be some, but why would you do that?"

The same doubt was fully expressed by Akasha in the next moment.

"Weren't you worried that it would be too far and tiring to walk?" Fu Qian looked at him with a puzzled expression, as if he were looking at someone suffering from amnesia.

"...So you care about me that much? That's surprising and touching."

Akasha finally gave in, remaining silent for a moment before clutching her chest and beaming with a smile.

"However, I'm not very familiar with the transportation here, so I might need to go out and look for it."

The implication was clear: since you don't mind wasting my time, I'll gladly oblige.

"It's okay—you know what?"

Fu Qian simply waved his hand at this, as if he had already planned it out, and directly asked Catherine next to him for advice.

As a well-trained restaurant server, being familiar with the surrounding traffic conditions should be considered an essential quality.

Not to mention that not long ago, this person had been a carriage stalker.

……

"It seems so... but it might be a bit of a walk."

Despite the predator's suppressive effect, it's clear that Akasha's humble demeanor before the Great Fortune King in the previous exchanges did make Catherine relax a little.

Unfortunately, after only a couple of normal sentences, the topic became so absurd that it took her quite a while to finally give an answer, and judging from her expression, she had already given up thinking.

"Point to us? Or are you planning to take us there yourself?"

He seemed quite satisfied before paying, and even casually reminded me after waiting a little while.

what--

Catherine was startled and hurriedly pointed to one side to explain the route, not daring to look at Akasha at all.

"Thank you, let's go."

Before he left, he didn't insist that Catherine actually ride in the car with the predator. He simply thanked her and asked her to stay and continue to hold her post.

"Okay."

Akasha didn't insist either. Although she smiled and followed, she still glanced at Fu Qian and Catherine twice, seemingly curious about their relationship.

In the blink of an eye, the restaurant, which had been doing well at night, fell silent again.

In the darkness, you could see Catherine standing there blankly, waiting for the possible darkest night with such a passive attitude.

……

"It really does."

However, it was already very helpful. Fu Qian and Akasha didn't have to exert much effort before the nighttime transportation arrived.

Although the driver's eyes looked even more blank than Catherine's, at least he didn't refuse to take her.

When the two strangely dressed people finally got into the empty carriage, Akasha expressed her success and even deliberately squeezed next to Fu Qian, while the red-haired man put his arm around Fu Qian's shoulder.

"You smell nice."

Before giving a positive review, he made no attempt to dodge the question, and even gave a genuine positive review the next moment.

"Thank you...you have such a sweet tongue!"

Now it was Akasha's turn to be flattered. Although she still thanked him bravely, she pressed her exaggeratedly voluptuous body even closer, making the sweet fragrance even more intense.

"But it smells different from before, which is why Crystal couldn't detect you?"

I still accept this enthusiasm without hesitation, but I quickly added a sentence before writing it, pointing out the key point of this review.