"Tempting a father to fall into the abyss of greed for money, causing evil consequences to his children......"

"Put a barrier in the way for a young couple and test their ...... for each other"

"Stir up strong winds and waves on the sea, take away all the harvest of the fishermen, and throw them to the desert island......"

"Oh? Rescue the teenager who was oppressed by the Awakened! Then let the other party embark on a brave path of revenge, and finally failed......"

In the small room, the air was filled with the sound of pages turning.

Lindsay's three bystanders couldn't see anything in their sight.

"She's done everything – no amount of punishment can make up for the victim's regret."

Seth shook his head very dryly:

"If you want me to say - the existence that can cause such a result is at least a big man above the eighth stage!"

"Death!"

"Selena! It's you? ”

Everyone present had their own opinions on Seth's conclusion.

Lindsay's expression made Seth a little curious, and he asked:

"Why, young man, are you scared?"

But Lindsay remembered the frenzied look on Hilud's face when he came to the door, and the eagerness that came out of the other's mouth.

"This ...... Just think of it as a challenge. ”

"Mr. Femble?"

On the point of abolishing the craft.

“……”

"How many hurtful things has this guy done in pursuit of his own 'art'?"

Lindsey has not yet answered.

"What this guy did was truly unforgivable."

Others are discussing solutions and hopes for dealing with the crisis.

"At least this guy has done 16 times when it comes to reaching out to desperate people and resisting the oppression of power - of course, regardless of the consequences of resisting."

His face suddenly turned pale, and there was not a trace of blood in sight.

Valawala and Fimble had serious expressions:

Hilude's past sins have been roughly figured out by everyone.

“……”

He looked at his stats panel, and a long-vacant slot came into view.

He didn't dare to announce it to the public, he got the things of a ninth-stage artist, especially in the city of a thousand sails where art is fanatical!

This matter can only be misunderstood by others.

The girl who had passed out couldn't make any resistance.

Seth concluded, somewhat reluctantly:

"Hell knows what she saw, it's not something I can handle anyway."

Fimbull on the side spoke:

After some discussion, the matter about Silud and the fate script was also decided.

"In total - 14 incidents that led to human death; resulting in physical disability, family breakdown, and loss of hope in life, a total of 27 groups; Of course, a special mention should also be made. If there is any justice to be judged against her, the good deeds she has done cannot be ignored. ”

"Something at this level, even if it's just looking at it, can be extremely dangerous. If you don't want to be like Hilud, then it's best not to do anything, not to ask anything. ”

"Whew-"

"It's true, but that time it was interrupted by this little brother in time, and it didn't cause any harm."

"Okay, okay - since it's the man you have your eye on, then I won't do it."

"A beautiful face, a thin body, and a seventh-stage awakened person."

Immediately, the writer took two steps back. He leaned back on his desk, and then he sighed:

So he asked Seth:

After some conversation.

"Mr. Seth, it seems that Silud changed her fate very much before she became like this, do you know what she did?"

Seth didn't want to mention this.

Seth shrugged his shoulders and turned his gaze to Lindsay:

"Seth, don't beat his idea!"

When Fimble heard this, he immediately shook his head:

"Even so, it's hard to get away with it."

Hearing Vala's voice, Seth was stunned.

It wasn't until Lindsay asked that he explained:

"I can tell this incident has something to do with you."

Fimbull served as the administrator of the theater.

Lindsey was very supportive.

"Such an unrestrained revision of fate - no matter how presumptuous a writer is, can only end up like this."

"And you should have seen what she did to our theater actors, right?"

The other side.

"No matter what world it is, this is the highest level of goods."

Then, Seth also began to think crookedly:

"Lindsay, right?"

Seth put forward his opinion:

Hear Seth's conclusions.

"If that's the kind of being, there's absolutely nothing we can do about it – unless the president of the Screen Actors Guild makes a move."

"I suggest that her essentia and skills be abolished, and then sent to the Platinum City and sold as slaves."

"Anyway, along the way, I haven't encountered less troubles."

"That's the cheapest and easiest thing to do."

"I won't talk about the details, let's make a summary."

Vala Vara instantly stopped in front of Lindsay:

"You guy, I almost didn't recognize you when you took off your mask."

"I don't know."

"If I am asked to write the script, I will either give her a lifetime of indelible pain and suffer from it for the rest of her life; Otherwise, let her use the rest of her life to do good deeds, which can be regarded as some contribution to society. ”

This is the case at hand

Fimble then cast an inquiring glance at Lindsay and the others:

"So, what are you going to do with this guy?"

【Shop: Lindsay's Magical Plant Shop】

Lindsay decided to change the subject, so he asked:

"Mr. Seth, since Hillud has now ended up like this, what will be the fate of her previous modifications?"

“……”

In the room, Lindsay was the only one who didn't say a word.

But because of the treasure map, he seemed to understand something. Maybe it was because he ran all the way to the studio left by the ninth-stage powerhouse that Syrud became like this?

He looked at it and said:

Lindsay sighed.

"No wonder she's like this."

Lindsey smiled lightly:

"I just feel troublesome."

Seth stopped the activation of the technique.

He only then reacted:

He waved his fingers in the air, turning the pages of the script that he couldn't see, all of which were Silud's 'creations' in recent years.

"This guy Silud seems to be very important to you, do you want to make an appointment and have dinner together?"

"It's over."

"You're going to think it's an art festival, so she's got something she can't mess with!"

The habit of the superior led him to give advice to Lindsay and the two:

But Seth, the writer, looks confident.

For the sake of his own holiday, Seth immediately replied:

"If there are no vicious consequences, I will simply omit it."

"But it is precisely because of this rewriting of fate that Hilud's essentia technique has completely collapsed, and even the memories in his mind have been cleaned up."

Fimbull came to Hilud and lifted the girl's head.

Speaking of which, Seth burrowed back into his draft pile:

Half an hour passed, and everything in her destiny was revealed.

But when it comes to being sold into slavery.

[Level: 2 (443/500)]

[Clerk: 0/1]

(End of chapter)