Beria's refusal to be an arcane scholar made Beria, and Mayil was furious, and the urge to commit murder burst into his heart, and the wizard was also wary of finding a way to protect himself if this woman was really a madman who did what he wanted.

Although it provoked Beria's anger, Penny did it on purpose.

He tried to attract the attention of this woman, but after being in this world for so long, he also understood that a submissive slave could not be conspicuous, especially since the wizard in front of him knew the female elect, and only stayed at those three unpleasant meetings, although it was far from enough to understand a person, but it did not prevent Penny from making a general and superficial impression that this was a cruel and arrogant woman.

Most people with a haughty temperament don't take a minion who can only nod and bow to heart.

The reason he had the audacity to do this was mainly because he knew from Savian's memories that this woman only had 'spiritual authority, and did not have the power to kill people by bypassing the Netherworld government), but Penny was not sure that her sanity would be able to suppress the murderous intent of anger - Penny knew very well that this woman was definitely the kind of dangerous animal who would kill people if she didn't agree with her.

When he saw Beria's breathing rate unnaturally slow down by two beats, Penny let his guard down slightly, knowing he had made the right bet.

"You don't have a lot of guts, Shade Man. "Beria, Mayil glanced obliquely at the arcane scholar who rejected him, "How dare you refuse me?"

"Your Excellency, your broad-mindedness should be able to tolerate the petty contempt of the contemptible. Beria saw the ghostly man nodding politely at her, "I beg your pardon, I'm so busy with work that it's hard to squeeze in enough leisure, eh...... That's the case with my colleagues. ”

"Hmph!" The anger in her heart rose again, but she didn't feel it, this time the anger was not as strong and hot as when she was rejected just now, she coldly looked up and down at the young ghost man in front of her, tall, with a respectful expression but not the humility she often saw.

If so, that's pretty unusual.

"Isn't serving the great Lady of the Night your job as a Netherworld?" she narrowed.

"If the Lady of the Night needs the service of a contemptible person, I will certainly feel extremely honored, and I am willing to spare some time for it, and I am sure that Lord Brainers will agree. Penny responded like a standard ghost man.

Rejecting a personal invitation from a wayward female electorate is not a political issue, but a clear refusal to serve the Lady of Night in the Netherworld is a matter of right and wrong.

Although those high-level Arcanists of Netherworld who have lived for thousands of years have limited respect for Shar, and many times they only serve the Night Lady with the idea of part-time work, but in the middle and lower classes of Netherworld City, the Night Lady who has blessed the city for thousands of years in the shadow plane has a high status. However, the result is likely to cause a violent upheaval among the various classes of the Netherworld, which in turn will lead to a split.

Neither the Shadow Princes nor the Church of Thal, who uphold the legacy of Nesser, want to see such a scene, so both sides maintain a tacit understanding.

Out of this tacit understanding, the Nether Arcanist is obligated to serve the Lady of the Night unconditionally, and of course, out of that tacit understanding, this 'unconditionality, and to some extent, there is a limit.

Satisfied, Beria waved her hand, and her body floated, and Penny flew up behind him in amusement.

...,

The scale of the temple area in the Netherworld City is unusually huge, which really opened Penny's eyes.Most of the Shar temples he has seen in the past are hidden in the gutters and sewers of the city, although the identity of this goddess is the oldest and most powerful nature god in the multiverse, but her teachings are really difficult for her beliefs to put on the table, probably only in a place like Netherworld City, can you see the Shar Temple of this scale.

As a high-ranking goddess elector and worshipper, Beria lived in a small room on the side of the temple's huā garden, which was truly dumbfounded for a moment—a large chunk of deep crystal-covered walls and floors, and all that remained was a chair and a shrine, without any other ornaments.

A side view can also see a corner of the bedroom, which seems to have only a bed in it.

What a pure monster.

Penny couldn't help but think so, but there was nothing on his face.

Beria sat down on that chair, and it seemed that he had no intention of setting up a seat for Penny, and Penny did not say anything, but maintained that pretended calm demeanor - in fact, he did not dare to let himself relax even the slightest bit in the face of this woman, with his mana, the wizard was naturally not afraid of her, but as soon as he moved, he would inevitably reveal his stuff, and then everything would be over.

Beria scanned Penny up and down for a while, as if to see through this ghost man thoroughly, until she frowned, because she didn't see even the slightest special thing in this ghost, and her appearance was okay, but she couldn't be called handsome—at least there was a gap compared to those ghost princes, and her strength was even more of a mess, and she couldn't see what was worth paying attention to about this person, and she thought to herself, and her mouth said: "It's strange that such an ordinary yin soul can make that little girl like it so much?" ......”

She kept her eyes on the wizard while she was chattering, and she didn't feel anything wrong with her status because of the contempt in her tone, and she really didn't need to care about the feelings of such an ordinary ghost person.

She even wanted to see how the ghost man reacted when he heard this.

She was really curious if this ghost man, who was not too afraid of her, would continue to provoke her stupidly when she saw the scholar shake his head and said in a very flat tone: "It is not only extraordinary characters that can be liked, and it does not take appearance, power, or power to be likeable. ”

Beria was furious again, and this sentence was combined with what she had heard yesterday at Yalì Kexia, and she smelled sarcasm in it.

He me off.

Belial's eyes lit up fiercely, and she gritted her teeth into the wizard's eyes, trying to find a sarcastic look in them, and even the slightest hint of this was enough reason for her to indulge her anger.

She should have wondered how her patience had become so good, if it had been before, this man's words just now would have been enough to kill him.

It seems that the anger that burst out when she was rejected by this person for the first time was not fully released, so that her reason became firmly in favor of the upper hand and a wave of curiosity, and also made her inadvertently restrain her killing intent: this ghost man is different from others.

What Beria saw in this man's eyes at this moment made her even more sure of this: calm, honest, without the slightest fear or sarcasm, not even the slightest bit, as if what had just come out of his mouth was just a true sentence that could not be normal.

This discovery made her rise of tyrannical murderous intent subside again.

"You almost me off again, man. The remaining anger still lingered on her part: "If you were a slave and not a ghost, life would have ended a few seconds ago. ”

She wanted to see the look of fear on the Ghost Man's face, but Penny disappointed her that it didn't show the emotion she'd expected.

This discovery made her more uncomfortable, but the greater curiosity kept her anger from rising with the negativity, and this curiosity made it difficult for her to keep the words she wanted to ask from the beginning: "Aren't you afraid of me?"

...,

"Are you my enemy, Mistress Mayil?" Penny asked rhetorically, "or do you think every shadow should be feared when confronted by you?"

Beria was stunned, and the anger in her heart collapsed rapidly under a strange emotional erosion, so that she was so stunned for a moment that she didn't know what to say.

Penny was silent, just now, he didn't know if it was appropriate to show such a character, and frankly, he had let go of his personality disguise since that refusal - psykers were very sensitive to changes in the heart, and he didn't want to lose his efforts because of some inappropriate details.

But now it seems that he may have been right.

Beria's face was cloudy, and Penny's simple words cut a hole in her psyche and made her realize the fact that all along, it seems, she had secretly expected everyone around her to be afraid of her, friend or foe.

And Penny's words undoubtedly told her that this kind of thinking was inappropriate, and what disturbed her was precisely because she vaguely agreed with this view, which gave rise to a kind of self-doubt.

This, of course, gave her a feeling of bewilderment, and this feeling of distraction lasted for a long time, and was finally forcibly terminated by her.

Doubting oneself is in itself a taboo for psychics.

She took two deep breaths and shifted her attention back to the ghost man in front of her again, her eyes revealing mixed emotions.

Although there was no anger, at this moment, a deeper killing intent spread in the depths of her heart—this person made her doubt her own heart.

It's not just a matter of pising her off, it's a serious threat to her power.

However, this killing intent did not explode immediately, perhaps because there was no anger in her heart, perhaps reason made her hesitate, or a fatal freshness and curiosity - words forced her heart to reveal a flaw, no one had been able to do this before, in short, it was all kinds of thoughts that made it difficult for her killing intent to burst out immediately.

She was silent for a while and decided to continue the conversation.

As long as this conversation aroused the anger in her heart again, then all hesitation and scruples could not stop her killing intent.

With this man's character, it should be easy to make her angry.

Recalling the conversation from the beginning of the meeting to the point just now, Beria came to this conclusion.

"Can you, then, tell me how to be likable?" she picked up the interrupted topic, speaking softly, without any negative emotion, as if it were just a pure discussion of the question, "You know, the Church has failed to inspire Her Highness the Princess, and has not been able to make her even the slightest bit of respect for Her Majesty, which troubles me very much. ”

"It's simple. She heard the ghost man reply, "Her Royal Highness obviously doesn't like heavy and tasteless history books, so I've given up on educating her, and now I just hope she doesn't hate me so much." ”

When Beria heard this, he somehow laughed in his heart: "Hey, it turns out that you have also been derelict in your duties. ”

"I am not negligent. Beria heard the ghost man explain: "If a teacher cannot please a wayward student, then no matter what he teaches, it is impossible for the student to listen to even a penny... What's more, this thing is dispensable to her. ”

Beria was silent for a while, and although this bland truth was hard, it couldn't make her angry: "So you're just doing what she likes, so can you make her like it?"

"Yes, do what she likes. Penny replied.

"For example, what?"

"For example," Penny paused, he really didn't expect this woman to ask this question in a serious and academic manner, and had to answer for a while: "...... Tell a story. ”

"Storytelling?" Beria looked stunned for a moment, and asked in a somewhat strange tone, "What is storytelling?"

This rhetorical question shocked Penny not lightly, and for the first time there was a strange look in his eyes, and it was difficult to remain calm anymore.

Will anyone not even know what storytelling is?

"What is storytelling?" Beria continued, meeting Penny's strange gaze in an unusually serious tone.