In the Fire Island, looking at Mi'er and Medea who came back, Aske was a little puzzled.

"How's your plan going?" He asked curiously.

Medea smiled, and before she could speak, she heard Mi'er say aggrievedly:

"We screwed up."

Medea: ???

Wait, I've thought of the excuse for prevarication, what the hell are you confessing as soon as you open your mouth!

Miss Succubus was almost half angry, but soon came back to her senses. Wait, Mi'er can see the future.

In other words, whether we choose to deceive, conceal or be honest, what Asker will react to, in fact, Mi'er can see.

And confession, is it the best solution she chooses after observing the future?

At this thought, Medea immediately shut up. Although the black swan** proves that Mi'er's peeping into the future is not omnipotent, she is not stupid enough to take rare individuals** as the norm.

Sure enough, Asker laughed, comforted the two and said:

"Normal, the first time I was in command of the team, I behaved very badly......"

"You screwed up too?" Mi'er was surprised.

"Ah, no." "It's pretty much the same across the other side. In the end, we got lucky to win. ”

"Oh." Mi'er nodded.

"Asker." Medea then said, "Now that Sidlifa is in danger, we need your help. ”

"Say it." Aske said briskly, "What's the situation?" ”

So Medea told her in detail, that the damned black swan had appeared, and that our elaborate plan had been disrupted, and that now Sidlifa was returning from a victory abroad, completely unaware that what greeted her at the port was not the glory of the victory, but the news that her father had sold her.

Asker: ..................

Alas, everyone is a cheating father, and Sidlifa is a cheating father, you are being cheated by your father, it's too miserable.

"So we're going to deal with William and her father at the same time this time." Asker said.

"Yes." Medea was a little embarrassed.

The core of her original plan was to use Sidlifa's infiltration to plot against her father.

As a result, he was completely defeated, and not only did the enemy lineup not change, but instead trapped Sidlifa himself.

I knew this was the case, what else did I play? It's okay to just go over recklessly.

"I also have two demigods on my side to help." Mi'er said cautiously, "One is Miss Shirley, a demigod who helped us last time, and the other is a demigod Derek from the Southern Continent. ”

"Derek? Who is it? Asker was a little confused.

"I told you last time." Mi'er hurriedly reminded him, "Shirley is my sister's friend......"

"Oh." Asker reacted. The last time Miel mentioned that when she was in Solomon, she met a half-elf sister named "Maya".

Shirley is Maya's friend, because Maya and Mi'er recognize each other's sisterhood, so they come to help and send the Azure Sword south through the Norman defenses.

"Nadric......" Asker asked.

"Derek is a friend of Shirley's." Mi'er replied, "Because of Shirley's request, I came here to help this time." ”

"That is, Derek is a friend of your sister Maya's friend." Asker said.

"To be exact, Derek and Maya also know each other, and the three of them are friends with each other." Miel replied.

Asker: ..................

"Your sister Maya doesn't know a dozen demigods, does she?" Aske said suspiciously, "And one by one came to help?" ”

Are demigods so easy to know? Getting acquainted with one can lead to a nest? Like stabbing a rat's nest?

"Just two friends." Mi'er reluctantly explained, "Maya, Derek, Shirley, there are only three demigods in their circle. ”

Medea thought to herself beside her: If it weren't for the death of Rasul, then there would be four demigods in Mier's network...... Wait, doesn't she still have a Banshee King?

"Okay." Asker decided not to delve into the matter. After all, there is one more known demigod...... Doesn't it smell? Why do we have to get to the bottom of it? If Mi'er could really know a dozen demigods, wouldn't it be much better than three demigods?

Alas, forget it, it's good to have demigods in battle. After all, there are two demigods on the Otteville side.

"So, let's tell us more about these two demigods." Asker said to Mier.

Medea and Mi'er looked at each other, and their original apprehension suddenly settled down wonderfully.

In any case, since the regimental commander is willing to go out, then things are much simpler.

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Tyrrhenian Sea.

After defeating the invading fleet of the undead, the Norman ships set sail for home.

William stayed in the captain's room, looking at the Navia Bone Fang on the frozen zombie body, its surface was full of light, indicating that the bone tooth was in an extremely happy mood at this time.

In the coming year, even if the artifact doesn't have its owner, it will be enough for the Outwell family to drive it for a while.

Artifacts, most of which have autonomous souls, are picky and selective about their owners.

Some souls are evil and anyone is allowed to drive it, but each drive comes at a great cost.

Some souls are arrogant and will set harsh requirements for use, and only when the conditions are met will the user be allowed to drive them briefly.

There are also souls that are stubborn and like to set some kind of test with a very high threshold, and once they pass the test, the user can earn their trust and use it unconditionally.

The three types are from top to bottom, and the difficulty of using the artifact decreases in turn, and of course, the power also decreases in turn. Navia's bone tooth probably belongs to the second type, that is, the premise of every use of it is to keep it happy.

And the only way to make it enjoyable is to fight and fight.

Of course, there is also a so-called recognition of the artifact, and after recognizing the master, others cannot drive it, and the price will be greatly reduced when I use it, but the conditions for recognizing the master are often more stringent than the conditions for use, so I usually can't ask for it, and I can only try it like luck.

William silently felt the pleasure emanating from Navia's bones, and there was even a faint call within the other party's spirituality—it was calling for the samurai who had pleased him.

Sidlifa, Robert's daughter.

Maybe if you call her here, she might really be able to make Navia's bones recognize her master......

No! William immediately dismissed the idea.

The Otteville family in Sicily was single-handedly laid by William, the "iron arm"! Even if I want to quit the world and hand over my inheritance in the future, it will have to be taken over by my bloodline.

If the artifact is recognized by Robert's lineage, the Ottwell family will inevitably split in the future, and I will never allow such a thing to happen!

Pushing the hatch back open, William saw that on the deck, Norman's young juniors had surrounded Sidley and were chattering about something, looking half respectful, half flattering.

Obviously, with his position at the helm of the Axe of the North Wind and the extraordinary strength he had shown in the battle just now, Sidlifa had won the unanimous approval of these Norman young men.

There are even many people who feel that if they are unlucky to match Sidlifa in the follow-up family battle, they may be hacked to death by her on the spot - so they came over in advance to get familiar with each other and get acquainted with the relationship, so as not to even have time to surrender when the time comes.

The white-haired female warrior sat in the center of the crowd and did not speak, but listened in silence to everyone's chatter.

But her expression, which was like a frost that was thousands of miles away, seemed to melt slightly.

William looked at these high-spirited young people, and suddenly had a wonderful illusion.

What if this girl can really integrate the younger generation of the family, even if it is not my bloodline?