"Take your time, and everything will be fine, because the world can't do anything more cruel to you." Xia Dongyang comforted.

"I see." The girl said that even though she didn't feel how cruel it was, she was numb to the cruelty.

"Isn't it July 14 today? Tomorrow is the Midyear Festival, you are not like a ghost to help, but the arrival of the true Son of Heaven. Xia Dongyang corrected.

Because of this period of the Imperial City auction, a lot of things are happening every day, and at this stage of living like a year, he has become very sensitive to time.

For the sake of more important things in the Land of No Return, the god-killing class has chosen to give up the hundred-year-old demon fox Inari, and Xia Dongyang has no idea to snatch it by himself.

He had planned to leave the Imperial City the day before the Midyear Festival, and when Inari's auction and the Ghost Gate were in full swing, the ghost knew if there would be any bigger chaos in the Imperial City.

However, Xia Dongyang's precise calculation of time was questioned by this "flower" that had just had a name.

Hua said: "Today is obviously the fifteenth day of July, the fifteenth day of the seventh month of the old calendar, the mid-year festival." The girl let go of Xia Dongyang and took out a notepad in her arms to show him.

The notepad is marked with red pen with some "positive" characters, and judging from the handwriting, the red characters are drawn by many different red pens. The girl said that one stroke of the orthography represents a day.

"Ever since I left the Duchy of Mochizuki, I've been calculating when I'll be sold, when I'll live that life worse than death, and when the world will be more gray. Although the life of being cultivated as slaves is not very good, after all, as commodities, we will not be violated and do not have to worry about dying, but after being sold, we must start giving up our lives as playthings. ”

It is the sacred duty of a knight to give his life for the king, and it is the lowly value of a slave to give his life for his master. It is the same death, but some people are as light as a feather, and some people are as heavy as Mount Tai.

If the slaves were asked what the weight of their lives was, they would take off their clothes and put them on the scales. The weight of their clothes is the weight of their lives, and their bodies and backbones are worthless.

The girl pointed to the red letters on the notepad and said, "Today is the fifteenth day of July, the seventh day of the auction." I was supposed to be stripped naked and sent to auction yesterday, but I got away with that. I was happy, but I felt lost the next day after fleeing my fate. ”

Looking at the girl's determined eyes, how could Xia Dongyang be willing to say that she was wrong?

Looking at the girl's firm eyes, she was like the most devout believer in the world, believing in the only faith in her life, Xia Dongyang was reluctant to deny her.

The orthography she drew was not just evidence of counting time, but also evidence of her life.

Xia Dongyang patted his head and said, "I know, our understanding error appeared on the dividing line in the early morning. You think it's time to fall asleep and it's tomorrow, and I think it's a new day when you see the sun when you wake up in the morning. Even if I think about it according to your reasoning, it is only eight o'clock in the evening, the hour hand has not turned past twelve o'clock in the morning, and it is not yet tomorrow! ”

"It's the night of July 15, and it's July 16 after 12 a.m." The girl stubbornly said: "I will draw a new stroke on the notepad." ”

"Could it be so?" Xia Dongyang gently put forward an idea: "You originally lived in the Principality of Mochizuki, which is a place where no man's land borders the Xuanhuang Kingdom, and there is a few time zones away from the Imperial City. So...... There are some deviations in our time calculations? ”

"The entire territory of the no-man's land is in the Eurasian continent, also in two places in the eastern hemisphere, and it is impossible to cause a whole day of time error because of the time zone."

The girl's geographical knowledge looks very rich, and Xia Dongyang, who dropped out of school with the god-killing class in the middle of her studies, feels that she has been bluffed.

He said: "It makes sense, but if these hours are at the twelve o'clock line in the morning...... Xia Dongyang still wants to stick to his point of view.

The girl did not back down in the slightest and said, "If you calculate according to the time zone of the Principality of Mochizuki, which is relatively eastward, then move forward a few hours, and it is already the sixteenth of July. ”

"Aren't you from the Lace Tsundere princess? Why do you still make a cameo appearance in the cute and silly white sweet style? It's not cute to get the time wrong at all, but it's scary! ”

Xia Dongyang collapsed, and he found that what he should care about now is not what the consequences will be after breaking the girl's faith, but what should be done in his heart.

This is a whole day of error, a full twenty-four hours, I can't ignore it!

Xia Dongyang said solemnly: "Don't be kidding, there is no dividing line for today and tomorrow in the Eurasian continent, it is a matter of 180 degrees of longitude." Unless someone can steal the Imperial City for one day, then the Imperial City will celebrate the Midyear Festival on the seventh day of the auction, and you Mochizuki Principality will celebrate it on the sixth day! ”

"Is there the kind of person in the world who can steal time?"

"Nope!" Xia Dongyang lowered his head and spit out the next words from his mouth. He himself was scared of what he said.

"There is no one in the world who can steal time, but there is a god who can steal time! A large part of the fifth earthly branch's Chenlong attribute ability can control space, while a small number of people can control time. ”

He clenched his fists, and for the first time he felt his strength tremble in a certain direction.

If it were God, space and time would be under His control. If it was the death-defying counterattack of the god who was hunted down by the squad leader, then everything would make sense...... Is that you? The Eight Deceitful Gods of Mercy, Under the Crown of the Green Dragon! ”

"I was wrong." The girl suddenly lowered her head.

"Is it wrong?"

"I shouldn't bother you, the master is what he says. The host said that tomorrow is the Midyear Festival, and tomorrow is the Midyear Festival. Maybe I've been locked up for too long and I've miscalculated the day. The girl said.

However, Xia Dongyang could see at a glance the difference between admitting mistakes and compromises, and the difference between them was like the difference between soul and body.

Even if the shape is exactly the same, the soul and the body give people absolutely different feelings.

"It's better that you're as stubborn as you were just now, and I can tell that you're not lying just now, and you're not admitting your mistake now. You're just afraid that I'll be angry, or that you don't have the weight to speak as a slave, so you're looking down. Xia Dongyang is right, the girl really thinks so.

"I don't understand, why do you believe me." She said.

"I have to believe you, because it's been a long time since you've talked to a normal person like this. The open eyes of girls can be seen by experienced men. ”