William looked at Sidlifa in the distance with a blank expression.

Beside him, on the frozen Norman corpses, the necklace of bone teeth exuded a strange brilliance.

Clearly, Navia was very satisfied with the war scene around her—even more than any other in years, and why, needless to say, it was just a matter of who had contributed the most to the war.

The current level of pleasure of the artifact can be said to be full of the needs of Navia's bone teeth for the next year, so the Outville family does not need to worry about the will of the artifact itself, so they can give full play to its abilities.

William, however, did not look happy.

After all...... Why is she the one who won the approval of Navia's bone teeth?

Why the young girl of unknown origin?

On the other side of the Normandy Palace, after Robert saw Medea away, he also began to fall into a state of uneasy contemplation.

To be honest, of course, Robert had investigated the great achievements of the Azure Sword in the past. However, there is still a universal truth in this world, that is:

You can never know someone strong on paper unless you have dealt with her personally.

Careful thinking, sophisticated speech, and just the right amount of expression control made Robert feel like he was talking to the devil for a while.

Of course, in a biological sense, the bloodline of the purgatory succubus is indeed a member of the bloodline of the devil, but here Robert is referring to the "devil" in the religious sense.

That is, the devil who can always see your weaknesses and have a seductive tone to tempt you to jump into hell, and who is feared by mortals.

Robert's nickname "The Cunning Fox" describes his extremely whimsical and unexpected style of play based on the law of madness. In a sense, it is also due to his own special flexibility of mind.

It's just that when dealing with the young and lower level succubus lady in front of him, Robert has a feeling of inadequacy - it is a feeling of powerlessness that he has not had for a long time since he became a demigod.

There is no doubt that the other party must have mastered some kind of spiritual law in order to occupy an almost decisive advantage in the competition of words and stratagems. Thinking about this, thinking about how Sidlifa came here couldn't help but make Robert more and more vigilant and jealous.

Of course, he would not be naïve to think that Sidlifa's choice to return to the family on his own initiative had nothing to do with the Azure Sword. In fact, Robert wouldn't be surprised if someone popped up and told him that there was a huge conspiracy behind his daughter (and that the succubus was clearly involved).

No, this matter still has to be dealt with. In particular, the relationship between his own daughter and himself may not be as close as the relationship with the Blue Sword, which is something that Robert will never tolerate.

What he had to do to change the status quo.

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Medea returned to the inn leisurely, and as soon as she opened the door, she saw Mi'er sitting at her desk, turned around and asked lightly:

"You're going to see Sidlifa's father?"

"That's right." Medea snapped her fingers and smiled, "By the way, there are some back-hands." ”

Mi'er didn't ask her what the so-called "back hand" was, but just said seriously:

"You're too radical, Medea. Approaching Robert would have made our plan much riskier, and you hadn't communicated to me beforehand. ”

"Hey, I remember I communicated with you?" Medea sat down next to her, a little strangely authentic.

"No, there isn't." Mi'er said calmly, "Do you need me to pull out the 'replay footage' of all the conversations between us in the past week?" ”

Medea looked at her for a moment, and the smile in her eyes faded.

"Your imagination is too conservative, honey." "In your eyes, isn't the past and the future just a completely unfolded riddlebook, a crossword puzzle with answers, or a Rubik's cube with a spinning guide?" ”

"Even if we choose a high-profit and high-risk plan, you can also peek into the future, so as to guide you to make a series of correct choices, and gradually spread out the corresponding high risk, so why don't we try to maximize the benefits?"

"Medea, you don't understand. My abilities are not omniscient. Mi'er showed a worried expression, "I can only foresee the 'gray rhinoceros' from the infinite number of future lines, but I can't catch the lurking 'black swan', can you understand this?" ”

"Of course." Medea folded her arms.

The gray rhinoceros is a potential event with a high probability of occurring and great harm; Black swans are rare events with unpredictable probabilities. For example, if you go to drive after being drunk and die in a traffic accident, it is a "gray rhinoceros", and if you are smashed by a meteorite falling from the sky, you will die because you are a "black swan".

Mier's ability to peek into the future is essentially reading most of the future events that may occur. However, considering that there are infinite possibilities for future lines, it is naturally impossible for Mier to observe all the situations exhaustively.

There may be a rare black swan future line hidden in it, which contains dangers that Mi'er has never glimpsed, who knows?

"You're telling me not to take too many risks?" Medea sneered, "How come I don't know when you became a conservative person?" Who came up with the strange plan for Mount Etna? Don't tell me it's Theodora's whim. ”

"The Etna solution is good for our team." Mi'er frowned and said, "But contacting Robert early will increase the risk that Sidlifa is about to encounter, and I told you about this in advance. ”

"There's no such thing as a harmless solution, Mi'er." Medea also said, "To be a mercenary is to dance on probability and risk all the time. Don't forget what Hidlifa's mission ritual is, 'Kill the people she hates'. ”

"Before she can do that, she must first find the 'hateful person,' and there must be a literal danger in this, which is strictly limited and unavoidable by the ritual itself."

"Unless you think that cooperating with Theodora is better than forming an alliance with us, then we can talk about it and get together, but don't test my patience with this stupid excuse, can you?"

"I don't have the patience to test you." Mi'er sighed faintly, "I'm just ......"

"Indecisive?" Medea asked.

"So to speak." Mi'er whispered, "I don't want you to get hurt, no matter who you are on the team. ”

Medea stared at her in silence for a long time, and her expression gradually softened. After a while, she chuckled again:

"Don't worry, black swans won't be so easy to appear, not to mention that we have the ultimate security insurance."

"Safety insurance?" Mi'er was stunned for a moment, "Who?" ”

"Of course, we are the most handsome, handsome, and amiable leader." Medea said with a smile.