This was obviously what he said to Tartarus, Yan Wan didn't answer, but just touched the smooth green gem in his palm.

It has protruding golden lines on its surface, lingering with Chinese characters that converge into a dragon and snake flying.

【Protection】

The origin of this thing is not simple, and the faint fluctuations in it exude a shocking atmosphere.

I don't know if it's a copy of a remade or an old thing excavated from the ruins.

Just from the appearance, Yan Wan couldn't tell the age of this thing.

"Okay, don't send it, I'll see you later." Tartarus bowed his head and said goodbye to Decchuca.

So the big ball of light jumped away, with a bunch of balls of light that were also jumping around him.

Although Yan Wan knew that these were very serious and serious soldiers, the leader was the majestic General Dishuka.

But this appearance really made her feel solemn, and the light balls looked different from each other, which made her faintly want to laugh.

"Want to laugh?"

Turning his head sideways, Yan Wan's unfocused pupils on Tartarus were gray and misty, looking like a fog that could not be touched.

There was no fluctuation in his inquiring tone, but more like a statement, without any doubts, only affirmations.

"You ......" Yan Wan paused, and then changed his title, "Senior." ”

"Hmm." Tartarus replied flatly.

"Can you sense what I'm thinking?"

Under the girl's slightly suspicious expression, Tartarus's gray eyes suddenly showed a little surprise.

"You're sharp." He spoke in a disguised affirmation.

Yan Wan was speechless for a while, she had the cold feeling of being naked at the moment.

Is there really such a big gap between S-class and B-class? Even when she was being read mind, she didn't notice anything unusual.

Her uncomfortable mood affected the gray human youth next to her, and he frowned slightly, his face carrying a human discomfort.

Although he felt that there was no need to explain, he still spoke: "Only emotions."

Yan Wan looked straight into his eyes and saw that his rippling pupils were no longer gray.

It's almost exactly the same mood as her.

She had a vague idea in her heart, but she couldn't assemble it, and in the end she could only fall into her heart and be buried in the depths for the time being.

"Can you only perceive emotions?" Yan Wan confirmed further inquiry.

This kind of inch-inch, asking about his own ability, Tartarus actually answered very honestly.

"Yes."

It's just that under his peaceful gaze, Yan Wan feels that he is more like accommodating an ignorant child.

But if you really look at it from the perspective of age, Yan Wan feels that in Tartaros, who is a thousand years older than her, she is indeed a child.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the mission station." Tartarus's voice brought back Yan Wan's thoughts.

She looked up at the gray-white youth a few steps ago, only to realize that she was distracted.

It's weird.

Yan Wan found that she was always more presumptuous than usual in front of him, or more relaxed.

Even too lax.

Tartarus doesn't feel like a top powerhouse, neither sharp nor soft, but like a rock.

It's a very strange aura.

"Wait for me." While puzzled, Yan Wan quickly chased after him, "By the way, what do I need to do on this mission?" ”

"The task list says that I want to be familiar with A-level and above, I'm just a B-level novice, don't expect me to complete A-level tasks."

Faced with the girl's broken thoughts, Tartarus tilted his head and glanced at her and said, "I don't need you to do anything, just don't make trouble."

This low and excessive request made Yan Wan, who was still about to strike just now, feel that something was wrong.

"You must have assigned me this task, right? If you don't need me, then why are you calling me here? Yan Wan was a little hesitant, "I originally took another task." ”

"You said that location is in Theovisa's mission?" Tartarus suddenly stopped and looked straight at Yan Wan with scrutiny.

"What's wrong?"

Yan Wan, who noticed the quiet change in the atmosphere, straightened his back and asked with a frown.

"Why do you think I call you Junior?" Tartarus' rhetorical question was subtle.

"It's not a day or two since the remnants of the previous generation of civilizations were persecuted, but you don't seem to be familiar with the Purple Gold Federation at all."

"I'm already B-rank but I'm more like a fledgling kid who doesn't know anything, and I'm starting to wonder where you came from now."

The word "remnants of the previous generation of civilization" that he said brightly made Yan Wan's hairs stand on end in an instant.

She remembered everything in the Realm of Illusions, the Earth where the monks had left because of the otherworldly rift.

So why did they leave this universe again? Because of another mess?

Or is it for their "ascension" again, the pursuit of a broader avenue?

"What do you know?"

She was like a fried-up cat, her eyes widening and approaching an urgent inquiry.

Her outstretched hands swung in the air with nowhere to go, eager to grab him, but forced to withdraw her hands due to the disparity in strength.

But Tartarus just put a round, thorny reflective thing in the palm of Yan Wan's hand: "It's not that I know something, but what you want to know."

He looked at this little girl who was full of vitality and had great mood fluctuations, and felt as if he had returned to the original time.

It's not a bad mood, so he is patient.

He squeezed the girl's hand, made her close it, and grabbed the thing in his palm: "What do you think this is out of sight?"

“…… I do not know. ”

Yan Wan's answer obviously did not satisfy him: "Say something that you think is the most appropriate."

"A stone that may have other uses." Yan Wan hesitantly gave a vague answer.

"But it's not a stone, and it's of no other use." Tartarus let go of his hand and motioned for her to look at the contents of his palm.

Yan Wan stretched out his hand and saw that lying in the middle of the three palm prints was a small stone-like thing with a little bit of light.

With a calm face, Tartarus pulled out another identical stone and threw it into his mouth, and a crisp "crunch" sound came out.

He looked at Yan Wan and said, "This is candy that can be eaten."

This is the candy he used to coax children, and he carries it with him, but he rarely gives it away.

He felt the long-lost sweetness on the tip of his tongue, but he lost the joy of reuniting with those memories after a long absence.

It's just a little nostalgic.

Yan Wan looked at the stone in her palm, not knowing whether to throw it into her mouth, her simple values as a human make her instinctively reject this kind of flowery, pigmented, and unhealthy food.

This one in particular is still shining.