Medea discovers that Mi'er has indeed changed a lot lately.

Not only in terms of temperament, but also in terms of behavior and behavior, etc., are gradually significantly different from the original innocent and ignorant half-elf girl.

This guy shouldn't be taken away by that banshee king Minerva, right?

No...... Medea quickly overturned this speculation.

She had been observing Mi'er and could confirm that her change was not sudden, but gradual.

Although the transformation is a little fast, the half-elf girl is indeed gradually becoming mature, introverted, and even a little gloomy.

Occasionally, Medea tried to read her mind, only to get a hoarse noise, and then Miel looked up at her.

She didn't say anything, just sat there and looked at it quietly, and Medea understood what she meant.

The companion who was once easily influenced is now completely out of her control, which makes Medea feel a little helpless - she has to transform this half-elf girl who has become an antichrist from a pawn that can be used to an object that needs an alliance.

After Asker's review and analysis meeting, the girls dispersed tiredly, and Mia was about to take Mi'er to play with her, when she suddenly noticed Medea looking at her with a smile.

"Mia, you go first, I'll come back to you later." Mi'er said with a smile.

Mia left confused, and Mi'er and Medea came to the edge of the grove behind the mountain.

In the center of the island is a high mountain, with a gentle slope to the south and a steep slope to the north. However, at the foot of the mountain, near the shore of the ocean, the south side is dominated by reefs and straits, and the north side has a good fine sandy beach. So the girls made a path on the north side of the mountain, which led directly to the beach below.

Nestled between the sandy beach and the foothills, this grove is so dark and quiet that it is rarely visited because it is shaded by the mountains. After Medea observed and confirmed that there was no one around, she asked Mi'er with a smile:

"How? Did you find anything about the Ottwell family's relics? ”

"It's a necklace." Mi'er replied, "A necklace made from the teeth of the 'Wolf of the Earth' can summon a transcendent creature of the Northlands every day. ”

"It is on this that the Outville family has obtained the materials needed for the endless supply of 'Northern Horn' bloodline potions."

"Well, did you confirm that by observing the future timeline?" Medea looked thoughtful and tentatively asked, "But the future will also change, right?" ”

"No, I have additional channels of information." Mi'er replied solemnly, "So you don't have to doubt." ”

Additional channels of information? Could it be the legacy of the power left to her by the previous Antichrist? Medea secretly guessed.

"So, do you have any suggestions on how to get this artifact?" She asked again.

This time Mi'er was silent for a long time, and after a few minutes she replied:

"The Outville family is friend or foe with us."

"So, just beat them."

"You mean, defeat a Norman Transcendent family with a full bloodline and two demigods?" Medea smiled unabated.

"That's right." Mi'er said.

"I see." Medea nodded thoughtfully, "Is there anything else you can provide other information?" ”

"Nope." Mi'er shook her head, "It's my turn to keep vigil outside tonight. ”

"I'll go first."

She said goodbye to Medea and teleported away from Hearthfire Island. Medea's smile faded from her face and turned into something intriguing, pensive.

Coming to the plane of reality, today it is Peggy who is in charge of keeping the ancient books. Mi'er said a few words to her, and the Blood Maiden immediately teleported back to Hearthfire Island and happily went to Asker.

Mi'er sat in the back of the military vehicle. Each vehicle was carrying around 10 mercenaries or Templars, and the entire convoy was heading towards Italy and southern Canada.

Since there were 9 people in the Blue Sword, there were no people outside their team in this car, except for the driver.

"There are still 3 hours to reach the destination." Sitting in the cab at the front was a female driver, fair-skinned, chestnut-haired, wearing black calfskin gloves and sunglasses, and chewing gum in her mouth.

"Hmm." Mi'er said.

After a moment, she spoke again and asked:

"What do you say about Sidlifa's background?"

"Ah, judging from the information we have so far, she should indeed be the bloodline of the Outville family." The female driver put her hands on the steering wheel and said leisurely, "Whether it's her late mother or this father...... You know what I mean, Minerva? ”

Mi'er sighed faintly.

"You see, we may think this is unethical and disgusting, but the northern wilderness really doesn't pay much attention to this." The female driver continued, as if chatting casually, "Sometimes they have more than a dozen families in a remote village, and they are basically related to each other by blood, who can you find to marry?" It's all relatives...... So it doesn't matter when it comes to avoiding relatives. ”

"Of course, her father is indeed a scumbag. Even in the simple Norman view of the family, it was a complete scumbag, as can be seen from what happened to her mother later on—if Sidlifa had met him, I think he would have been more interested in the axe of the north wind than in his own daughter. ”

"So I'm thinking about whether or not to tell her about it." Mi'er rubbed her brows in annoyance, "Why should I think about such a thing...... I'm not an adult......"

"That's the price of power." The female driver looked out the window behind her sunglasses and said with emotion, "Natasha's most common saying in the past was, 'With great power comes great responsibility'." ”

"Sometimes, it's not that you're destined to be burdened with some kind of fate, but because you are the only one who has the ability to carry it. It's not a curse, it's a mission; Of course, you can choose to escape, then no one will take the corresponding responsibility, and the end of this world will be miserable. ”

"It's still too heavy for me as an underage girl." Mi'er said.

"Then learn to get used to it, Minerva." The female driver jokingly said, "I heard that half-elves tend to be precocious? ”

"That's a rumor." Mi'er said.

"But Rasul did say you were precocious." The female driver banged on the steering wheel, "Anyway, either you tell that Sidlifa and make her expect unnecessary affection and fatherly affection, and then destroy it...... Presumably, this must translate into hatred, which is part of her ritual mission: to kill the people she truly hates. ”

Of course, you can choose not to tell her, and maybe her ritual mission will be postponed, but it won't necessarily be a bad thing for her. There's nothing like being reunited after years of separation, only to find out that your father is a scumbag...... It's even more tragic. ”

"The main thing is that I observed the future line and found that there is a high probability that it will converge on the world line where they meet." Mi'er said.

"Wouldn't that be better?" The female driver didn't care, and spit out the gum out the window, "Since the ceremony is doomed, what else do you choose?" Anyway, the father and daughter will be reunited. ”

"No, there's a difference." "If I tell her the whole truth, at least she can be mentally prepared in advance." ”

"But then you have to explain where your information comes from." The female driver shook her head and teased, "Are you going to introduce this new friend of mine to your companions?" ”

"Forget it, Shirley." Mi'er was a little moved, but finally gave up, "Medea is actually right. ”

"I should keep some hole cards after all, so as not to lose room and be caught off guard."