Xiao Qian was extremely sleepy, pouting her lips and sleeping sweetly, her crispy and numb body seemed to float to the sky. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info But in a rare and relaxed dream, an ancient voice seems to be thunder from far and near, and establishes a spiritual synapse with the girl:

"Conquest, betrayal, endless armaments, eternal fighting...... The new humans are the same as the dark humans...... Thankfully, that was the end of it. I will bring a monstrous flood that will flood the ants of the world and create a kingdom of demigods. Wait for me to recover, believer, the wormhole is about to open. Wait for me to recover, believer, and remember the price of the covenant!"

Xiao Qian's eyes were open in the dark, her eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, and her teeth were already "gurgling".

"Remember the price of the contract!" the terrifying murmur echoed in Xiao Qian's mind.

She felt cold all over her body and lowered her head to hug her.

Only beauty gives her a sense of security. In order to demand infinite beauty from the evil gods, she signed a contract between the two worlds, promising to become the eyes and ears and mouthpiece of the evil gods, and come to the classical universe to fulfill her obligations.

In retrospect, what a childish contract it was, it had become a heavy burden. But can she afford to pay the liquidated damages? She can only look at the fragments of the vase like a child in trouble, helpless and bent on escaping.

Thankfully, as she spent time with Frederick, the god gradually returned to its slumber.

But she knew that the day of recovery would come sooner or later, and the date was approaching.

"What to do...... What should I do......" Xiao Qian bit the horns and trembled, fear made her want to escape from reality, and the urge to drink came up again. Only drunken dreams and coma could relax her mind.

But her situation is different from the previous isolation and helplessness. Now, she has another thing to rely on besides alcohol.

"Master......" Xiao Qian was tempted when she thought about him, she curled up in the quilt for a while, she couldn't stand the timidity that came one after another, gently lifted the cold quilt, stepped on the slippers, shamefully covered the thin nightdress, carefully unscrewed the door, stretched out her head to look at the dark and unmanned corridor, and then tiptoed to the master's door.

When her five fingers touched the lock, she nervously grabbed her collar and imagined her owner's expression.

Surprise, craving, greed, bullying?

It doesn't matter what happens.

As long as the host can make decisions for me. As long as he whispered that sentence in my ear, it would give me the courage to make a choice.

"Betray that contract, no matter what it takes. Xiao Qian's chest was fiery and fantasized about the master's voice.

"If you say that, I'll do that. She plucked up her courage and thought.

But she heard a faint "giggle" from the bedroom.

"You don't have to compensate people like that...... Hey......" The pleasant laughter grew thicker and thicker, as beautiful as honey.

Xiao Qian's five fingers suddenly retracted from the door lock, as if they were touching the coals. The courage of the rising tide retreated in her chest, and she was too embarrassed to disturb her master.

"Some choices can only be made on your own......" Xiao Qian floated back to the room like a ghost, thinking wildly, "According to the contract, I must fulfill my obligation to destroy the dark human race...... I'm lurking in the presidential palace, so I'm fulfilling my obligations, and there's nothing to be afraid of, nothing to be afraid of......."

She pulled the quilt over her shoulders and forced herself to sleep.

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When the "master ......" set off for the cathedral, Xiao Qian hid and rolled down Frederick's sleeve.

"Huh?" said Frederick, looking back at her as he buckled his belt.

"I don't dare go to the ruins...... There are priests there, and there is a prophet sleeping......" Xiao Qian secretly looked at the heavily armed Filia, and her voice became thinner and thinner: "I'm afraid that the prophet will wake up and ...... me on the spot."

Frederick wrapped up his cloak, covered the gun in his white shirt and the sword in his belt, and then turned his head to look down at the maid.

"Are you willing to admit your identity? You know that you are an enemy of the prophet. He asked softly. At the same time, he waved back the other minions.

He had long known that Xiao Qian's identity was wrong. From the time she was nursed to recover from bedridden, he was asking Xiaoqian's identity. But she is pampered and arrogant, but she doesn't say it. Now that the limelight has passed, she has spoken out instead.

Xiao Qian looked down at her fingers and played with the white lace gloves in silence.

"You're so bold. Frederick wanted the maid to answer, "Why didn't you say it before?"

"Now...... I can't hide it. Xiao Qian suddenly whimpered, lowered her head and wiped her tears. The words "can't hide it" are so profound that they are like girls saying that they are breaking up, and they will be sad when they mention it. She suddenly began to cry, which made Frederick turn her anger into worry, turned her head and yelled at Fillia, "Wait a minute", and dragged Xiaoqian back into the hallway.

"You make it clear what happened. Frederick's voice was fierce.

Xiao Qian bit the back of her hand and choked, desperately trying to stop her tears.

"Say, I won't punish you. Frederick pinched the maid's pointed chin and forced her to look up at herself, only to see her eyes red, as if she had just fallen out of love.

When Xiao Qian heard the order, he mustered up his courage, tried to be calm, and said intermittently: "Yes...... Something very powerful woke up...... Its power is getting stronger and stronger, and it is enough to dominate its vassals...... Master, the day of advent is approaching, you have to be careful......"

Frederick's heartstrings tightened. He stared at Xiao Qian with wide eyes, and thought in his heart: "Sure enough...... She's a demigod...... Sure enough, it's a vassal of that evil god...... But what is she talking about, she said this to me, aren't you afraid of being punished by the evil gods?"

Frederick thought that Xiaoqian was naïve like a child, but he didn't expect her to be reckless like a child. In the past, Xiao Qian was tight-lipped, and Frederick guessed that the demigod would pay a price for leaking secrets. So once Xiao Qian opened his mouth to warn, it made him feel like he was hammered.

"Aren't you afraid of being punished?" asked Frederick, baring his teeth. He was afraid that Xiao Qian would be retaliated against by the evil god.

"I'm not afraid of the master's punishment...... I was afraid of another host. The master who has infinite power, awakened with hatred, and is about to invite the flood...... It holds my contract, and it is my true owner......" Xiao Qian took two steps back, his eyes hazy: "On the other hand, the prophet has a tradition of imprisoning the ancient gods, and I dare not approach the tomb of the prophet. If my identity is discovered, the prophet will kill me, the priest will kill me, and everyone around you will kill me...... Okay, don't take me to church, I'll take care of your house, okay?"

"But I promise to watch over you at all times, and I will never leave you. Frederick took her hand.

Xiao Qian was held by his five fingers, nervously lowered her head and bit her fingers, and waited for the trembling current to pass, she blushed and looked up at her master, and whimsically said, "That...... You...... Can you not go to church?"

Frederick was a spirit, thinking to himself how could he not go, the priest would most likely find the remains of the second prophet and perhaps even awaken it. If the second prophet is revived, it may bring about a military leap. Moreover, the revival of the ancient gods is imminent, so on the contrary, it is urgent to awaken the prophet.

"You stay at home. Frederick withdrew his hand and gently tapped Xiao Qian's advice: "Don't walk around, don't run away." If I come back and find that you are gone, I will dig three feet into the ground to find you and give you a whip. Also, don't let others know who you are! I can understand you, just because others will tolerate you. Do you understand?"

Xiaoqian returned to her childhood in a trance, and her immature self shook her mother's hand and said that she was not having a good time at school, the teacher was sarcastic, and she was bullied by girls after class. But adults will only say, "It's busy, I'm sorry my mother is busy." You can decide the little things yourself.

How wise can a small child make a decision?

But the busyness of adults is high-sounding, and there is no room for refutation.

"Got it, master. I'll stay at home. Xiao Qian's heart was terrified, and she felt that she was guarding a secret with her master, and once the secret was revealed, she would be crushed. She had the illusion of being held by a gentleman and jumping on a blade.

"As long as I don't say it, no one knows you're a demigod. Continue to keep your mouth shut, just like you used to hide from me. "Frederick was very skillful in cover-up.

"Nice hosts. Xiao Qian said.