Qiu Xuan and Al Metra walk through the pure white and flawless walkway.

After a while, Qiu Xuan said seemingly casually, "By the way, do you have anything to do with Mr. Fu?" ”

"Well, Ah Yang sent a message that the Magicians Association had unilaterally torn up the treaty and restarted the war at Nobel. I heard that the Academy of Sciences is in a critical situation right now, and I want to go back and play for the Academy of Sciences. ”

"But you're not a combat mechanic."

"It's a little bit of a stretch." Elmetra lowered her eyelids, "The Academy of Sciences has reinvented me, and I can't afford to watch them fall into crisis. Although the scene of the two sides going to war because it is completely irreconcilable is not what I want to see, there will always be a bias in everyone's hearts when there is no way to avoid it. ”

Qiu Xuan shrugged and didn't try to persuade her to do anything more. "Now that you have an idea of your own, go for it. Come on. ”

"Well, thank you." Standing in front of the pure white door, the girl looked back at Qiu Xuan seriously. "I always think you're familiar, but I can't remember where you've seen it, maybe it's very eye-catching. In this case, although I am not a magician, I give you my 'blessing' in the hope that you will be able to achieve what you want. ”

"......," Qiu Xuan paused, and she looked at the girl, as if through her she saw the old, insane, and neurotic woman of the little village—"Elmetra is always repenting of her sins, and she will eventually follow the prophet before her into the door of truth." ”

"What's wrong?" The girl raised her hand and touched her smooth face with some confusion, "Do I have anything on my face?" ”

"No," Qiu Xuan turned back and whispered to her as if to someone else, "Thank you for your 'blessings'." ”

So, El Metra raised her hand and knocked softly on the door.

For a long time, there was no sound in the door, and no one responded.

"Impossible, didn't Uncle Fu say that he had already returned? He ......"

"Ridiculous!" With a prompt sound from the elevator door at the end of the corridor, Mr. Fu's sneer came from afar.

Then the agent Ying said indignantly: "Isn't it, besides, there is news from our people that the Academy of Sciences has decided to make Luo Shui the newly appointed consul!" ”

"Luoshui? Is it the woman from a family of magicians? ”

"That's her!"

"Heh, the Academy of Sciences is really old and confused, and it actually let a woman govern. This is even more ridiculous than Meng Ge's old fellow wanting to recommend Elmetra as the next prophet. ”

“……”

The two steps came to a sudden halt, and a disdainful sneer stuck in his throat. The agent looked at the two people standing at the door in a daze, and after a while, he reacted and hurriedly defended himself: "Master Fu! I told them to come back to you later! They don't listen! ”

"Shut up!" Mr. Fu looked at the two people in front of him with a vague expression, "Al, are you happy, you are about to become the next prophet." ”

"My abilities, along with those of Colonel Cold Night, will belong to you."

“…… Uncle Fu. El Metra looked at Mr. Fu with a pale face, as if she had never known this person. You should also know that I never wanted to be a prophet, and I didn't care if I could pass on your abilities. It's just that I never knew...... It turns out that you have always seen me this way. ”

"What do you think, what do you think I think of you?" Mr. Fu sneered and walked straight past them, took a step forward, walked to the door, and opened the door with iris recognition. "Yes, yes, you are the darling of the Academy of Sciences, and it has always been a matter of one sentence to come to do an internship wherever you want to be, and to leave whenever you want."

"I'm just a small factory owner, and even if I add the status of a second prophet, how can I compare with you? Really, Al. Mr. Fu walked over to the chair he usually used and sat down, "Do you know how many people in the Academy of Sciences hate you?" The heights that others have worked hard for all their lives are just your starting point. If it's really talent, that's fine, but you, what's the use of you? With your ability to heal yourself without leaving wounds? ”

"Don't be funny! You're just lucky to have been born in the Academy of Sciences since you were a child. The Academy is full of men who are more talented than you and work harder than you! …… Oh, are you going to cry, little pity, what do you have to cry about. It should be those who should cry and will not get anything in return for what they give. ”

Speaking of this, it seemed that he had completely lost all interest, and Mr. Fu waved his hand at her casually. "The conversation time is over, and you can go. Oh, I heard you're going back to Norbeli to play for the Academy of Sciences? Ha, that's really...... Go, go, anyway, Elmetra has always wanted to come out and play, and who can stop you? ”

The girl hung her head down, and her falling hair covered half of her face, and no one could see the look on her face at this time. The agent quickly pulled her out with Xiao and half forced her, and the atmosphere inside the door was quiet again, and Mr. Fu turned his head again, raising his eyebrows as if he had just found Qiu Xuan here.

"Oh, look who this is, the ultimate winner of the Darkspawn, defeated all of my employee challengers, another ...... Woman. He shrugged his shoulders helplessly, "But it doesn't matter. So now, tell me, ma'am, do you prefer a magician or a mechanic? ”

"Does this have anything to do with the 'gift' you're going to give me?"

"Of course, dear, because this will be the only chance in your life to completely change your fate." He spread his hands exaggeratedly and looked at Qiu Xuan, "And I am the one who realizes your dreams." I will give you a new life, a new identity. ”

Qiu Xuan paused and opened her mouth in some surprise. "You mean, you can help me transform into a mage, or a mechanic?"

Isn't that hard to understand? Hurry up and make a decision, I don't like people who procrastinate. The man was getting impatient.

"Tsk. Then I'd better continue to be a 'black man', I'm not happy about it. ”

“…… What did you say? Mr. Fu suddenly stood up from his chair, staring at Qiu Xuan with eyes that were so red that they seemed to be dripping blood. It's been since then, are you kidding me? Do you know what happened to the last person who did that? ”

"The grave grass is two feet tall? But what does that have to do with me? Qiu Xuan didn't see his seeping pupils, and said indifferently. Is there a question I can ask you more than that, and it should be considered as a 'gift' that you were meant to give me. ”

"I'm really curious, ma'am. What gives you the audacity to keep you in front of me again and again? ”

"I guess I got a secret?" Qiu Xuan looked directly into his eyes calmly, "So, Mr. Fu, what I want to ask is." May I ask if your ability as the 'Second Prophet' is a cursed bloodline or a ......?"

"Spreading the plague?"

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