Life has dealt a heavy hand to a weak demigod like me.

Protect someone for a lifetime?

How could they possibly agree to something like this?

Although they owed Floyd a great favor, each of them also had their own things to do.

If it was something like murder or arson, they could happily do it with him for a long time.

But this sounded so boring that even Antilia, who was the most talkative among them, had no intention of agreeing to it.

The atmosphere fell into an eerie silence.

Although none of them wanted to agree, at the same time, none of them wanted to be the first to refuse.

After all, Floyd's temper is not very good.

"Hehehe... I knew you were all traitors just like this guy!"

"What do you mean you promised to repay me with your whole life?" Antilia turned around somewhat unnaturally.

"And I'll help you with everything except hurting Alyssa..." Arthur's smile became even more bitter.

"Well...I didn't promise you anything." Morin spoke first before Floyds did.

He and Floyd had known each other the shortest time, and although he had gained a lot of benefits from him, he did not agree to anything rashly like the other two did in the heat of the moment.

"You didn't promise me anything, but you said I was the funniest person you've ever met." Floyd's hand fell on his shoulder.

"I'm such an interesting person, don't you want to study me, or make me more interesting?"

A hint of awkward smile appeared on Morin's face.

He really doesn't want to.

But if you shake your head at this time, the probability of being killed is quite high...

Floyd hated traitors and people who deceived him the most.

No matter what the other party said perfunctorily or casually, he would believe it.

But if he later finds out that the other party has deceived him, then there is no doubt that he will choose to kill the other party.

Of course, if your relationship with him is good enough, then this can be avoided.

For example, Arthur and Antilia, Arthur was called a traitor by Floyd, but Floyd never thought of killing him.

Antilia... She would mostly fool around with Floyds, and their relationship was much closer than his.

As for Morin himself, he felt that he had a good relationship with this madman, but whether he could pass his judgment...it was hard to say.

After all, although he is also called a pervert, who says that all perverts can understand each other?

What's more, he and Floyd are not the same kind of perverts, so it would be too difficult for him to guess each other's thoughts.

Eh--

It's fun hanging out with these guys, but it can be a little dangerous at times.

However, compared to the fun, the danger is actually nothing~

Although it was a life-or-death answer, Morin felt so excited that he wanted to hum a song.

Sometimes he even felt that he was an incurable psychopath.

"That being said, that's just talk. Although the crazy uncle is indeed very interesting, he's not necessarily the funniest one." Morin said these words in a cheerful tone, and then stared at the other person closely.

Well...

What will he do to himself?

Just take action?

If this madman takes action directly, what about Antilia and Arthur?

They should also take action.

In this way...I'm doomed, right?

But there is also a high probability that he will not take action. After all, he was called here together with the other two this time. It is obvious that their status in this guy's heart is almost the same.

Will I live or die next?

Morin looked at Floyd with some curiosity. Floyd was not saying anything but just staring at him silently.

Stop keeping me in suspense, come to your own conclusions!

A slight blush appeared on Morin's face, and people who didn't know him would think that he had done something secretly.

"I knew it, you were all lying to me."

"A bunch of liars and traitors!"

Floyd roared, then slammed the half-handed sword at his waist to the ground.

"Well...actually we haven't expressed our stance yet." Looking at Floyds who started to curse, Antilia spoke weakly.

"I knew you were different from those two bastards, so are you ready to agree?" Floyd looked at her with surprise.

Antilia smiled foolishly, "I just said that I haven't expressed my opinion yet, nor did I say I agree."

Floyds threw her hand away in dissatisfaction.

For a moment, the atmosphere returned to its previous state of silence.

"I knew it, you guys..." Floyds' blood and energy burst out, and in an instant the faces of ordinary people on the street and the two low-sequence transcendents who came to shop turned pale.

Some people with weaker constitutions have now collapsed to the ground.

But just when things were developing in a more serious direction, Floys seemed to have thought of something and slowly withdrew his strength.

Looking at the confused or panicked faces on the street, his face twitched and he walked towards a secluded alley.

The three of them looked at each other with strange expressions.

"When did this guy start to care so much about other people's conditions?" Morin asked in a low voice.

You know, when Floyds fought before, he never specifically chose the battle location. His performance just now was too different from his previous behavior.

"Maybe it's because he really cares about the person in his heart." A gentle smile appeared on Arthur's face.

"Then... leave this matter to me." Antilia stretched. "The relationship between you guys has probably been exposed, but I have always been very low-key."

"Let me be high-profile this time."

"Antilia? What do you mean?" Arthur asked.

"Find his enemies, or rather, anyone who might harm someone he cherishes because of his identity as a mad uncle, and I'll take care of them."

"I'll take over his debt." Antilia licked her lips, a slight blush of excitement appearing on her face. "As for the reason, it's easy to fabricate."

"After all, there are always some people who, out of instinctive desire, offend those they cannot afford to offend."

"I'm not that kind of person, but...it's all because I'm not mentally sound and don't know when to stop."

"When the time comes, I can either fake my own death and escape, or I can actually die."

"In this way, Uncle Crazy, everything you fear will disappear, won't it?"

Froyd paused, then shook his head.

A hint of happy smile appeared on Antilia's face.

"No, this is too cruel..."

"How can we kill them for mistakes they didn't make?"

"This way... Little White Flower will be unhappy..."

Floyd's words made the smile on Antilia's face disappear. She clenched her fist and wanted to punch Floyd in the face, but in the end she restrained herself and did not move.

"I think this guy is either recovering from his madness or getting even crazier," said Arthur with a grin.

Is this your line, guy?

Intentionally or unintentionally, the number of people who died because of you is close to ten thousand.

You call this kind of person cruel?

At this moment, Antilia's mind was full of question marks.

Perhaps sensing the doubts in the minds of the three people behind him, Floys slowly stopped.

He slowly turned around and looked at the people in front of him.

Then he made a move that surprised several people. He bent his waist which had always been straight, and bent his legs which had never bent before.

bang——

Floyds fell to his knees.

His crazy eyes became gentle, and his head, which had been held high, was also different from before.

His appearance made the others feel unfamiliar and surprised.

Almost instinctively, Antilia and Arthur rushed to Floyd's side and tried to pull him up.

After being silent for a while, Morin just stood in front of him.

"Are you crazy?!" Arthur asked loudly, grabbing Floyd's shoulders.

"I am more sober than ever." Floyd's voice was low, but completely different from his usual crazy tone, it was restrained and calm.

"I just can't find a way to make you agree to me."

"For what I want to do, I can only ask you like this. I hope you can help me out of our past friendship."

Arthur stopped pulling at his hand.

Antilia's expression beside her also became puzzled.

Only Morin had a slight smile on his lips, still standing there as usual, as if nothing had happened.

He slowly walked to Floyd's side and said, "Since Uncle Floyd is like this, I can only agree to it."

"I'm also interested in people who can 'tame' older men."

After saying these words, he bowed slightly to Floys who was still kneeling on the ground, then sat in a corner and watched Antilia and Arthur's choices with interest.

How will you choose?

Everyone?

Today is really an interesting day.

Maureen is a frivolous man, but he never regrets his promises.

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Chapter 127: Paranoia, the Third Way

The world is like a stagnant pool.

The system remains unchanged in its essence, the people are confused, and the nobles and kings are like cast in the same mold.

Don’t you feel depressed in a world like this?

Morin often asks himself or asks people around him who are familiar with him.

It's just that they are very satisfied with their current life.

He always thought he was alone.

Until one day, he met a crazy man.

The windmill is turning because there is wind. I think being stagnant is too boring. Why not just be the wind?

It's hard to imagine a lunatic like Floyds saying something like that.

But in that moment, Maureen felt he was right.

He can't be the wind that blows the world, but...

Being able to blow the people around you would make the world more interesting.

"What will you choose?" Leaning against the wall, Morin looked at the two people whose movements were a little stiff, and felt a little bit of anticipation in his heart.

Humans are herd-like creatures, even extraordinary ones are like this.