Poverty makes me capable of anything.

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Anyway, it's only a little over four minutes long.

Seeing his actions, the head of the guard couldn't help but shake his head.

He could understand Nathaniel's feelings.

But what you're doing seems rather unreliable.

“I’m looking forward to Vesta’s reaction,” Nathaniel said.

The head guard replied, "I estimate they will intensify their crackdown on the Mechanicus."

"He only recently lifted the blockade against the Cult of Machines. To keep his face looking presentable, he probably won't do anything back."

"Just change direction."

"Personally take action?"

"..."

Nathaniel said, "The Exiled Empire will not stand idly by and watch its First Court Envoy be bullied by outsiders."

"You decide."

The head guard remained expressionless.

With such an impressive track record, those who harbor prejudices against Anran will probably have to change their minds.

Just as Nathaniel was enjoying the battle between Enron and Boschlia, Vesta angrily shut down the virtual screen.

“Boschlia, you…”

He was breathing heavily.

He wanted to yell at Boschlia, but in the end, Vesta swallowed his anger.

He saw a deep sense of loss in Boschlia.

He was so devastated that he couldn't utter a single word.

"Hey."

Vesta let out a long sigh.

He anticipated that Anran would be very strong, so he gave him a virtual creation before Boschlia set off.

I just didn't expect things to turn out this way.

"How can her domain and mechanical enhancements be so high?"

Vesta recalled the scene of Anran fighting Leander.

At that time, Anran and Leander were evenly matched, and Anran had to rely on his physical strength to buy time.

How long has it been? An Ran is already able to easily defeat Boschlia, who is stronger than Leander?

Vista strongly suspects that Enron is "fixing the match"!

Otherwise, there's no way to explain how she suddenly became so strong in just two years.

The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

Because he was right next to An Ran at the time, An Ran probably took that into consideration, so she deliberately pretended to be very weak.

He's a seasoned match-fixer.

"This time, he's deliberately showing off his muscles in front of me."

Vesta looked grim. He said to Boschlia, "Come back first."

"it is good."

Boschlia nodded.

He's become a bit withdrawn and just wants some peace and quiet right now.

Versta is almost withdrawn.

Why is he always the one who suffers bad luck?

Although I really want to get revenge right now, I have to hold back.

……

"You won?"

Somewhere in the outer realms, Lumina, having witnessed the battle, was stunned.

wrong.

This wasn't the old friend she knew!

Her old friend definitely didn't have that kind of ability, nor did he have the talent to improve so quickly.

Could it be that her brain and soul underwent mutations during her reincarnation?

Or perhaps she made a mistake?

Lumina stood up with a serious expression.

"Lady Lumina, you..."

Lumina put on her coat and said as she walked, "I'm going out for a bit. Keep an eye on things here. This is a crucial moment, and we can't let anyone disturb us."

"I understand."

Lumina turned and left the original place after the relocation.

Filled with doubts, she decided to go and verify it.

three days later.

An Ran was walking slowly down the deserted corridor of the Divine Court's office area.

Just then, she suddenly sensed something was wrong.

The air around us was unusually heavy.

someone.

Anyone who can sneak up here silently is definitely not weak.

Anran immediately instructed Ella and the others who remained in the Divine Court to use the spatial passage to hide in the Forerunner Ruins.

"We meet again."

A familiar voice rang out.

As expected, Lumina emerged from around the corner, her purple hair quite alluring.

An Ran thought to herself, "This is bad."

Why is this guy not hiding away plotting something big, but instead coming here to find her?

"Don't shout, or I won't be able to control myself," Lumina threatened.

"..."

Fine.

You're amazing.

Lumina's fighting prowess left Vista speechless, and An Ran didn't think she had the ability to go toe-to-toe with her, so she could only admit defeat.

An Ran asked, "What do you want to talk about?"

Lumina said, "Let's talk about you."

"I?"

"your name."

"What else can I call it? It's just peace."

"Real name?" Lumina asked back.

"Of course it's my real name. I've always used this name."

Even before entering the game.

Lumina stood against the wall: "You know, I'm always very polite to my friends, especially those I haven't seen for many years."

"Oh."

Lumina rubbed her forehead.

Is it a denial, or...?