"They are afraid, and that's why they are afraid. How ridiculous! It's a shame that our people are still holding back because of fear. ”

Medivan's tone seemed to be regretful, but there was a challenge in his eyes.

"I'm not their coward! They are afraid, they are afraid. They believe that emotions only bring chaos. The more intelligent beings are, the more they will be driven by emotions to do unforgivable stupid things. They want absolute order, and with feelings, they will never be able to do that. Especially when they found out that the Void Lord might even affect their sanity, they panicked and ran away like cowards. 'I', no. ”

"So, you understand now?"

Medivan shook his head slowly. "I don't understand. There are still a lot of people who don't understand. The emotions of intelligent beings are too complex for me to comprehend than magic. However, there is one thing I understand. ”

"What?"

Medivan laughed, his smile twisted. "Selfish...... So, I'll help you. ”

"Shall I be honored, then, and accept your gift?" Simon scoffed.

Medivan shook his head with a smirk, let go of his hand, and reached into his robes. "Since you say so, I'll show you something." He took out a small bag and threw it on the coffee table beside Simon, and through the thick fabric, he could still hear a few hard cracks.

Simon's brow moved, he reached out and picked up the bag, opened the knot, poked his fingers in, turned left and right, and found a purple soul stone. This bag is actually full of soul stones. He pinched the soul stone in his fingertips and narrowed his eyes to examine it.

"You've really started collecting these, and the results seem to be good."

"Supplements, never too much." Medivan smiled generously. "As a thank you hint, I gave it to you, anyway, it's some unpopular goods."

Simon didn't shirk either, he turned the soul stone in his hand around his fingertips a few times, put it back in the bag, and put it away. "And what about the memories that come with them, the knowledge? Isn't it also out of the stream? ”

"yes." Medivan touched his chin and said regretfully: "So many souls, but only a little bit of insignificant information has been scavenged. ”

Simon sneered, revealing a thick sneer.

"Well, if I was going to be killed by Lothar and Khadgar, this illogical thing was repeated in the memories of several people." Medivan smiled, her emerald eyes narrowing slightly. "I'm talking about you."

"Oh, what's wrong with me?"

"No one has any clues about you." Medivan said word by word: "Anyone, no." You don't exist, you don't exist in what they call that world. ”

"Is this your conclusion?"

"No," Medivan denied, "my conclusion is...... How many times have you failed? ”

A fierce glint flashed in Simon's eyes. And this did not escape Medivan's eyes. He stroked his forehead and laughed. "Sure enough, that's true...... It's so interesting. Ha ha!!! I guessed right. ”

In Simon's silence, Medivan spoke smugly. "Corrupted, abandoned. No matter how many times you try to repeat it, all you get is failure. If I had the compassion those guys were talking about, I couldn't help but feel sorry for you. ”

Simon's face was pale, and he bared his teeth and spat out a few words between his teeth. "I don't need to."

Medivin pursed his lips disdainfully. His gaze fell on the decoration on the mantelpiece.

"Speaking of which, although those guys have a lot of magic technology, some of their talents are still commendable." He picked up the ornamented golden harp and plucked it casually.

"Did you mean to?" Simon frowned. "The reptile is coming."

"I'm sorry about that." Medivan apologized insincerely. "Anyway, his target is you, I'll watch the show, don't mind." As he spoke, his figure became blurred and faded in place, disappearing without a trace.

Simon, who was sitting in the chair, slowly closed his eyes and leaned back in the chair relaxed, looking like he was sleeping unguarded.

The white curtains moved slightly, and then a night breeze slowly blew in.

Simon's head rested on the back of his chair, the evening breeze brushing his hair against his cheeks, and he remained motionless, as if he had fallen asleep.

Another faint sweet fragrance poured in from the wind.

Simon's head drooped a little more.

After a long time, a figure crept in through the window.

The figure was vague at first, but by the time he walked up to Simon, it had become very clear.

"But that'......" Shane looked condescendingly at Simon, who seemed to be unconscious, his eyes full of mockery. He pulled out the dagger from his waist and slashed cleanly at the major artery in Simon's neck. The dagger lacked a dull green sheen, apparently poisoned by blood. "I want you to know that beauties and treasures are only worthy of the strong. If you are weak, you can die in peace! ”

At the moment when the dagger slashed Simon's neck, Simon opened his eyes as Shane showed a triumphant smile. A pair of dark black eyes shone with a cold light. "Well said - the weak, just die in peace."

"What!"

Sean was shocked, but instead of retreating, he stabbed the dagger down with all his might.

Simon didn't stop him.

The dagger pierced his coat directly.

A gleam of joy flashed across Shane's face. You know, his poison is a poison that even a troll can take down in a breath. Is Simon better than those trolls who heal themselves against the sky?

With a single blow, Sean immediately took a step back, a visible magic shield glow floating on his body. He is cautious by nature, so he naturally wants to prevent Simon from fighting back when he is dying.

Simon still sat there, motionless.

"Hah...... Haha......" Shane relaxed a few times, in his opinion, this is the poison has worked, and Simon can only play lip service. "Aren't you amazing? Aren't you very capable of loading? I see what you're capable of now! But don't worry, I'll take good care of your little blue dragon. When she grows up, she will definitely be a good helper for me. And Khiva, you don't have to worry. Sean gave a tacit lewd smile to a man. I'll take good care of her, and I'll make her sexually happy." Hahahaha...... I tell you, I am the destined child of this world! As for you......"

Sean took out another purple-black medicine bottle, unplugged it, and a faint white smoke combined with the pungent smell of corrosion rushed out.

"No one will know where you've gone but me."