Of course, the so-called god of fate is just Lily's unwarranted complaint.

As a demigod, she knows very well that there is no god in charge of 'destiny' on this continent. Not to mention, the so-called "fate" is actually the product of a combination of factors, rather than a rule written by a high-ranking being.

She thought blankly, and casually asked the young man opposite, "By the way, how did you know our name?" ”

The young man slowly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a confident smile.

"Of course I've heard of you, September." He whispered, "The daughter of Edda, who was of noble birth, was willing to step into the world and get along with the mortal creatures. In the many years you have traveled, you must have fully understood the nature of intelligent beings. ”

Lily stared at Fermir, trying to see the true nature of the young man hidden behind the smile, but found nothing.

She glanced over at Coventry. The Thatch man remained expressionless, with only his tense arms indicating that he was in a state of imminent battle. The poor guard had been thrown aside by him at some point, and was now spreading his limbs on his back to the sky, gasping for breath, presumably glad that he had survived.

"What do you want to say?" She looked back and was annoyed to find that the young man was still looking at her without impatience, "Let's not be too lazy to play dumb riddles with you, so let's just say it if we have something to say?" ”

"I mean it very simply. Based on your knowledge and experience in September, it should be enough to understand that for the so-called 'intelligent beings', it is normal to compete for more resources, even at the cost of their own lives and the lives of others. He recounted calmly, without the slightest hint of excitement or anger, "Since you have found me, it means ...... You're tired of this worthless fight. ”

"In a sense, you are right." Lily replied angrily, "You don't want to win us over?" ”

"Wouldn't it be nice for us to have a common goal and to form a partnership that works together." The young man stood up from behind his desk and stretched out his slender and smooth right hand towards Lily, "I believe that with your help, we will definitely be able to achieve the ideal world without ** and strife as soon as possible." This is also my wish in this life. ”

The young man's expression was very reverent, and his tone sounded unpretentious, but Lily shook her head and refused without thinking.

"We don't trust you more than that good-sounding target...... Whatever thou hast done and thou hast intended now. She ignored the vague expectations in her heart—no matter how beautiful the young man said, in the 'future' she saw, the other party did something she couldn't tolerate, "What's more, with you alone, plus us, it is impossible to achieve the world you described?" ”

"You'll never know the outcome without trying it yourself." Fermier said confidently, "It makes sense that you can't believe my wishes for a while. He smiled and saluted Lily, "In that case, you and your companions can stay here for a while, and we will be able to confirm the truth of what I said." Of course, I will arrange the best room for you, as well as adequate food and service. ”

Lily glanced back at Coventry, and the Thatchman looked at her coldly, as if wondering what she was going to do.

"Don't bother you." She grinned defiantly, "Let's wonder if you really want to keep the peace here, or if you have other plans." Mr. Fermier Stark, can you answer that question? ”

The young man slowly straightened up, his expression still gentle, "You should be able to figure it out...... Rather, you've got it, right, September? ”

The temperature in the room was still a little hot, but Lily felt a chill spread through her heart. Femir was right, she had already guessed her own, and the other party guessed her thoughts, even if they didn't confirm it personally.

"You're going to make the Federation a 'victim,' right?" The mercenary squinted her eyes and watched all the subtle movements of the young man, "deliberately making the Federation not make any moves, or even give up their guard, it looks weak and bullying...... In this way, the Empire, which is already ready to move, will try to take advantage of the Federation. ”

A few crisp clapps of applause came. Fermir lowered his hand with a smile, as if he was genuinely happy for Lily, "Very good, keep talking." ”

"We don't know if you really plan to sacrifice the Federation or if you have other plans. But in this way, the balance that was barely maintained no longer exists? Lily took two steps closer to the young man, watching out for a surprise attack, "That doesn't quite match what you said...... Didn't you say that you intended to build a world free from strife? ”

The young man spread his hands and looked at her defenselessly, as if telling a simple truth.

"That was my eternal, ultimate vision. But you should know that it is almost impossible to achieve such a great thing in the usual way. Fermier shook his head slowly, "Only if I really have the power to change everything can I make it happen." And in the process of achieving that goal, there will inevitably be sacrifices, and there will be a price...... Would you like to share those responsibilities with me and witness the arrival of a new world, September? ”

Achieve your goals, and pay the price.

These somewhat familiar words made the female mercenary suddenly flash a thought, "Femir, you once prayed to an oil lamp, and the price you paid was that you became the "source of evil", are we right?" ”

"I can't believe you even know this, you should say...... Isn't it September? The young man slowly retracted his smile, "That's right, that's the price I need to pay, and it's my own wish. ”

"Less nonsense, huh?" Lily felt like her patience was running out, "What did that lamp do to you, what plot are you contemplating!" ”

"You had a chance to know, September." For the first time, the young man's tone cooled slightly, "It's a pity that you made a choice, so you can only witness the reality later." ”

The two men shot at each other almost simultaneously. Lily swung her greatsword and swept across the youth's torso in the shortest distance; The youth quickly backed away, using the table as an obstacle to avoid her attacks. At the same time, the Saatchi swordsmen raised their swords and surrounded the youth from the other side.

The mercenary had full confidence in the outcome of this battle. She knew Fermier was strong—but that was him at the end of the Grey War, not the young wizard he was now. What's more, she had learned a lot of tricks from Shirinfell to fight against the occult arts, and in such a situation where the two sides were extremely close, she was confident that the other party would not be able to cast any powerful spells.

Without stopping, she leapt onto the table and slashed at the young man from a height. The nearly two-meter-long Mithril Blade blocked all the young man's dodge space, and Lily's attack was extremely fast, and for a wizard with a normal physique, there was no chance of escaping through teleportation-

However, her greatsword failed to reach the other party at all. A slender arm, covered with tiny crimson scales, emerged out of thin air, gripping the blade with ease. The female mercenary swung the sword with all her might, leaving only a wound no more than ten centimeters long in the opponent's seemingly tender palm.

She tried hard to draw the greatsword, but the slender hand gripped the blade firmly, and she couldn't do anything with all her might. The mercenary looked up and was greeted by the face of a red-haired woman, with her sarcastic red vertical pupils. She turned her head to look to the side and was disappointed to see that Coventry had been in the same situation, only his opponent had been replaced by a 'male' with short black hair.

"I think you should understand, September." The young man's voice came just right, "The dragon wants to protect its own property very closely. The same is true of this Chamber of Commerce, and of this country. ”

Without hesitation, she threw away her greatsword and pounced on the young man's location, while trying to turn into a giant wolf and bite off the other's neck. However, it was too late.

The dazzling light dust exploded less than ten centimeters from her eyes, and Lily immediately turned her head, but it was still as if a layer of white mist was still covering her eyes. Immediately afterward, a heavy punch from nowhere slammed into her lower abdomen, with a sharp pain and vomiting sensation like a river overturning, throwing her whole body to the wall behind her.

It must be the dragon, Lily thought to herself. To be able to have such power, I think it is an adult dragon clan - perhaps, this is her retribution for killing that black dragon?

She heard the Saatchi swordsman roar in anger and a muffled grunt of slightly pain. She tried to stand up, but a shimmering silver-white metal mesh enveloped her entire body and then closed inward, making it difficult for her to even lift her hand.

Lily heard approaching footsteps, and then, without the slightest mercy, the mercenary was punched in the abdomen. She immediately vomited everything she had eaten at noon, and her mouth was full of the sour smell of gastric juice, mixed with a little blood. In a drowsy mind, she heard the young man's voice regain its gentleness.

"Alright, Lindy, give her to me. She's a smart person, and one day, she'll be able to understand what I'm thinking—even if it's much later. ”

The sound of soft chanting echoed through the room, and a strange tiredness swept over her, and Lily struggled against it, but her wounded body could not compete with the power of the occult arts. Her eyes slowly closed, and she fell into a short, blissful sleep.