The ugly pupils of [Desire Alien] are very humane and abruptly narrowed.

It is not surprising that it is born from the human mind, and it produces such micro-expressions.

In the same way, the consternation on its distorted face was clearly expressed at the falling leaves in front of it, expressing its disbelief at what it was seeing.

It was born out of desire, and it knew that the last thing that humans could break free from was the swamp like black mud.

Reason is just an insignificant straw, and if you go up to it, you will be broken without resistance.

It's hard to make the straw a lifesaver.

How hard is it?

It's like asking a person to say to someone who loves him and is loved by him without any external force: "I hate you the most, I hate you very much, and every time I see you, it will make my smile and dive all day long."

- It's like that's hard.

However, this guy in front of him actually did it?

The emotions of human nature have always conveyed emotions such as "this is impossible" and "he must be pretending" to [Desire Alien], but he is indeed standing here as if he is not affected in any way.

I even wanted to reach out and pinch its neck again.

"Boom—"

The ground shook violently, and the fleeing leaves made it look not like a place with warm sunshine at all, but like an extremely cold ice field shrouded in green wind and snow.

In the crack, the expression of [Desire Alien] became more and more hideous, and it instinctively mobilized the power that should belong to it, trying to reawaken the remaining marks on Lynn's body.

Lynn, however, smiled.

"Do you think that our abandonment of resistance and the current sudden outburst are a defensive posture for the onslaught that is about to come upon us?"

He didn't smile exaggeratedly, just smiled lightly, but the white tiger teeth were exposed as if he were not paying attention, and the winter sun was just right to render up, like the cold fangs of a beast ready to kill its prey after a successful hunt.

"At the end of the day, you are only desires, only emotions, and although you may have some outward appearances of human beings, you can never truly grasp human intelligence."

As the voice fluctuated, the blood-colored glow on Lynn's body suddenly began to flicker gradually, from fast to slow, and every leap in the end seemed to be able to cause the desire fluctuations of [Desire Alien]. When it reached the extreme, the blood light suddenly condensed into a clump, gathered on his right hand, and then slowly pushed out.

"Bang-"

[Desire Alien] collapsed, and countless fragments scattered and fled, some of which dissolved into invisibility when they came into contact with the air, some of which fled to a high place, and some of which ran for the two spectators hiding behind the trees.

"Yvette!"

This time, the shout was as high-pitched as the general's front of the battle, and the moment the pure white cat responded to the call and jumped into the air, the air suddenly rippled inexplicably.

The once pet cat stepped on the ripples and became a real predator at this moment. She searched back and forth for every piece of shards that had escaped, crushing them into powder with her tiny baby teeth and swallowing them into her stomach.

Cats are creatures that are often agile creatures, and these shards of desire without mice cannot escape the prey of one of the best rat hunters.

"Click—"

When Yvette swallowed the last piece of shard, the crisp bite sounded as if she was really executing a condemned prisoner with a guillotine.

"So, reason, is the biggest difference between humans and beasts."

Murmuring lowly, Lynn withdrew her gaze and put it back on Yvette's.

After swallowing the shards that so-called contained her powers, Yvette's body didn't seem to have changed much, but after such a long time together, Lynn could still see that her eyes were slightly brighter than before.

It's not obvious, but it's true that there have been changes.

"Hmph!"

After chewing lightly, Yvette gracefully landed back on Lynn's head and crossed over to punch

He burped, then stretched out his paw and patted Lynn, raising his head as if asking for praise.

— and then she's going to curse.

When Lynn subconsciously raised her head, Yvette accidentally fell to the ground, and her soft lying on her stomach looked like a "cat water."

"Click—"

Yvette re-coalesced, and before she could open her mouth angrily, she heard Lynn ask curiously.

"Eh, how did I not know you could fly?"

"Huh." Yvette raised her cat face and said, "What's wrong with Fly? I am a god, everything in the world is my command, so why bother with flying me?"

"Then, why do you keep lying on my head and keep asking me to carry me away?"

Yvette's cat face stiffened, and then quickly said: "I am the lord of pleasure, laziness is also a kind of pleasure, I can lie down and not sit, naturally it is also a quality I like."

「.」

Really, for unassailable reasons.

But.

Lynn squinted slightly, looking at Yvette, who was smug about the answer she had given.

She seemed to be getting smarter—no, I should say, thinking more flexibly.

Before, she would not have been able to say such a thing.

It seems that this little bit of power has indeed brought her a boost.

I just don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing.

"Let's count it as a good thing for the time being."

Shaking her head, Lynn shook off these thoughts and looked at Charlotte, who was trotting towards her.

"You, no, it's okay." She asked nervously, gasping for air.

Lynn chuckled and shook her head, indicating that she was fine.

"That's good, that's good"

"Hey!"

The sudden shouting scared Charlotte away.

She jerked her head back and saw DeWitt approaching with a look of enlightenment.

"You're good." He looked at Lynn and smiled, "You're qualified to work with me."

"Cooperation?"

Lynn was confused when he said this: "Who are you? When did I say I was going to work with you?"

"Huh?" DeWitt pointed at himself, his face stunned, "You don't know me?"

Lynn asked, "I should know you?"

"Then why are you doing so much to work with me?" DeWitt pouted, "Be bold and admit it."

"Although your surname is Blazer, I don't mind if it's just cooperation, after all, if we work together, we can not only ease your difficult situation, but also help me win the championship. But if you keep hiding your purpose and won't say it openly, I'm going to hate you."

「.」

Lynn, who was speechless to the person in front of him for a while, turned her head to look at Charlotte, and Charlotte only whispered a short sentence.

"He came up with something I didn't understand."

"I see." Lynn nodded, then turned her gaze back to DeWitt, "Cooperation, yes."

"After leaving the secret realm, you go to the third floor of the club activity building of the medical department."

DeWitt was slightly stunned, then pondered for a while, and suddenly suddenly.

"Did you set up the medical department to avoid the eyes and ears of others? In this way, even if it falls into the eyes of others, it may just be us to talk to the same student. Yes, it seems that your wisdom is not bad."

"So, which room is it?"

Lynn said casually, "Either one."

"Huh?" DeWitt was stunned again.

The meaning of this sentence is that he is quite well-connected, so he can go anywhere, or.

DeWitt's eyes narrowed.

Heh, do you still want to put me to the test?

That's right, although his strength has been tempered by fire, the person in front of him is a freshman after all, and it is normal not to believe in rumors.

And putting some obstacles in the way of a possible partner to see what it really is capable of is also a qualified way to shake hands.

"Huh." DeWitt strode away with his head held high, "Look, I can see through your tricks at a glance and find your true identity!"

「.」

Lynn and Charlotte looked at his back as he turned away, speechless.

After a few moments, Charlotte whispered, "That address you reported was?"

"It's not a special place." Lynn said casually, "I just heard by chance that the seniors there like the damage caused by human heads, and I think that such patients should be something they are willing to study."

「.」

Charlotte almost couldn't hold back her laughter, but she forced her to hold back.

And at the same time as she held back her laughter, she seemed to remember something and patted her head.

"Oops."

She quickly raised her eyes in the direction where DeWitt had left, but the man flew as if he were in a hurry to be treated at the hospital, and disappeared in a few moments.

"What's wrong?" Seeing her like this, Lynn asked suspiciously.

"No, nothing." Charlotte shook her head and whispered, "It's just, I think, I want him to apologize to you."

"Apologize?"

"You saved him, he should thank you, and he just said something nasty."

"That's right." Lynn rubbed her fingertips and asked, "He greeted my father and mother?"

"Not really."

"Offended you?"

"Not really."

"So, you're just saying something disrespectful to me?"

"How can this be?" Charlotte muttered, "It's a big mistake to insult the person who saved me, and I have to apologize."

"No, no, no." Lynn smiled and said, "It's okay to apologize, but 'must' isn't needed."

"No one should look up to a crown because it has no jewels in it, and no one will be complacent about the praise of shit."

"To me, the praise of these 'nobles' is not even as good as a blank sheet of paper—at least it serves as a record, not as a nuisance fly."

「.」

Charlotte looked at his side face in a daze.

At this time, the delicate mind that girls are born with makes her suddenly discover something other than Lynn's superficially handsome words.

I didn't deny that I was actually saving people

Is it because it's just an end-product of purpose and doesn't deserve to be noticed, or is it because the essence is not pure enough and you don't want to mention it?

Charlotte couldn't figure it out, but she didn't think she necessarily needed to.

It is a good thing to save people; Good deeds should be praised.

Taking a deep breath, Charlotte sorted out her few words of praise a little, and made up a sentence in fits and starts.

"You're gentle."

「.」 Lynn turned her head to look at Charlotte with a look of surprise in her eyes.

"What, what's wrong?"

Lynn said half-distressedly, "I don't know how you came to this conclusion, but it's not a good adjective for me."

"Huh?" Charlotte looked at him and was startled, "Well, I'm sorry, I."

"Of course, if this adjective were uttered, I might really think he was insulting me." Lynn chuckled and interrupted Charlotte, "But if it's you, it's a different story."

"Being endowed with the same qualities by a person who is supposed to be the word itself is one of the few compliments I am more willing to accept."

Charlotte's gaze froze, but the corners of her lips curled up slightly uncontrollably.

She didn't know why she was laughing all of a sudden, and she didn't know why Lynn would say something like that, but she

I feel like I'm happy now, so I feel like Lynn is happy too.

But isn't he really happy?

"Gone."

Lynn's greeting came again, and Charlotte hurriedly looked up to follow.

Walking to his side, Charlotte glanced at the teenager next to her from time to time.

When he walks, he always puffs out his chest and stands upright, and the heavy shadows of his eyebrows and eyes obscure the light and heaviness in his eyes, rendering only the majesty and firmness like a mountain.

Charlotte suddenly felt that whether she was really happy or not seemed to have become a choice that did not need to be judged.

What she should do is add to her little notebook what she "can help."

"Tsk."

In the darkness, the man leaning on the chair looked at the picture projected in front of him and sighed.

After a moment, he beckoned.

Someone came out of the deeper darkness.

"Sir."

The man bowed slightly, then whispered a few words.

The whispers seemed to be soaked in darkness, blurred, and the only thing that was evident was the surprise of the minions reflected in the shimmer of the projection.

"Sir, this seems to be a little different from your previous plan?"

"The Difference?" The man laughed, "Are you a pig in captivity by untouchables?" When you're hungry, you'll just scream and wait for your master to feed?"

His voice was soft, but sharp like a frost blade that had been tempered a thousand times.

The servant's face froze, but he didn't dare to say more, and hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy.

"I'm sorry, my lord, but I."

The man kicked it away, squinted his eyes and smiled, "It's better to say that the courts are different, but it's better to say that they have the same end."

"From the beginning, there was only one starting point and destination, but the intersections passed through were different."

"When you come to a fork in the road, you have to turn a corner; If there is a shortcut, take a shortcut; If you're hungry, you'll have to look for other means of predation."

"But no matter what, it's all walking according to the route I planned, and breeding pigs will only become dead pork on the chopping board when they lose their fertility."

"So, got it? Stupid pig?"

The servant kowtowed again and again, and his heart was bitter.

Mr. behavior, why has it suddenly changed so much.