After the meeting, Alisha and the others were still standing there without saying a word.

Dikao seemed to want to comfort them, but after thinking about it, he finally walked out of the castle without saying anything.

Seeing him like this, Selena didn't say anything, but turned around and went to her lab with Nitia.

"Are you sure you don't go with him?" asked Nitia.

"Now he is like this, it's better to let him do something he likes." Selena shook her head, "Not everything needs mine."

"Okay, then why are you looking for me?" Nitia asked while sitting in the chair.

"Think about a way to increase the chance of winning Him." Selena sat opposite her expressionlessly.

"Why do I have a solution?" Niteya raised her eyebrows.

Selena suddenly grinned: "Because I know you must have a way!"

In the past, as long as Selena said this, Netiya would definitely smile helplessly and say, "You know I don't like things outside the plan."

And Selena always answered with a smile, only this time!

But this time, Nitia shook her head abnormally: "I can't say that there is, and I don't even know how confident it is."

"It's okay, I believe you won't let me die." Selena nodded, "Do you need my help?"

"To be precise, it's someone else's help." Nitia made herself a cup of tea, "but Dikao shouldn't agree."

"Just don't tell him." Selena replied, "Alisha and the others are certainly willing, as long as they can help..."

"Don't forget that they have soul-bound connections with Dikao," Nitia reminded. "If Dikao doesn't agree, they can't do it."

"Then..." Selena frowned.

"And don't underestimate Dikao. He is not stupid at all. If there is really something wrong with Alisha and the others, it is unlikely that they can hide it from him."

"Didn't it hide it before?"

"That's because Dikao himself is guilty," Nitia curled her lips, "but this is impossible."

"Is there no other way?"

"I'll think about it..."

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Speaking of Dikao, he walked all the way to the forest, and Enjeli sat on the stool woven rattan and looked at him.

"It seems you know I'm coming?" Dikao asked while lying in the hammock next to him.

"I know you better." Enjieli chuckled.

"Yes, you know me very well." Dikao put his hands behind his head, looking at the sky and muttering to himself...

"Since you are not sure, why don't you leave on your own initiative?" Enjieli asked suddenly.

"Maybe it's some obsession..." Dikao replied in looking at the sky, "As an ordinary human, I should have died... But since I was reborn in this world, I always want to leave something here to prove that I have existed... Even if it's just a legend, it doesn't matter..."

"I thought this obsession was Selena." With a faint smile on his face, Enjieli walked to the swing beside the hammock and sat down, shaking it gently.

"There is part." Dikao also chuckled, "but not all because of her. I do love her, but it's not as good as a dog licking."

"What kind of mentality is it for the part of myself?"

"Maybe it's thankful for this world that I, a damn human, have such a wonderful experience." Dikao turned his head and smiled, "The most important thing is... to know and have you!"

"Didn't you have a wonderful life when you were still human?"

"Not at all..." Speaking of this, Dikao breathed a sigh of relief, "Basically, he has been following the steps since childhood. Normal people should have had a lot of experiences, and they shouldn't have... Although I have fantasized about it, I finally followed the education process."

"What have you ever imagined?" Enjieli seemed very interested in these things.

"My world used to have no supernatural powers like magic, so when I was in middle school, I fantasized about being a killer or a mercenary or something..." Dikao smiled, "because in my cognition at that time, it was a very mysterious and cool profession..."

"Then why didn't you do it?"

"The first is that I don't have the courage, the second is that I don't have the channel, the third..." Speaking of this, Dikao smiled, "I don't have the ability. Today, I have the goal of being a killer, and I did two hundred push-ups when I went back that night, sweating profusely... I gave up completely after three days."

Speaking of this, Dikao suddenly laughed: "After all, it's just a fantasy from the middle school period..."

"Is it because of laziness?" Enjieli hit the nail on the head.

"Uh..." Dikao was a little embarrassed, "It's not just because of this, it's mainly because of this. I was at that time... let alone humans, I haven't killed chickens. The only life I've plundered was probably the cockroaches that were trampled to death. Moreover, the art student is a little emotional, and cannot calm down and take away other people's lives."

"It seems that the body of the demon clan has changed some of your things." Enjieli looked at him.

"Really..." Dikao nodded, "but I think the most core thing is difficult to change."

"For example, for our sense of responsibility." Enjieli stood up with a smile and gently placed his hand on his forehead.

Her hands were very cold, not that kind of cold, but a feeling that could calm her mood instantly.

"I know you are very tired, and you are a little anxious when facing the war in the future... So, have a good rest."

As he said that, a faint green light lit up from his hands, causing Dikao to slowly close his eyes.

In less than half a minute, Dikao fell into deep sleep.

Looking at his quiet sleeping face, Enjieli lowered her head gently, and the two faces were less than ten centimeters apart.

Enjieli had a gentle smile on her face and her turquoise hair poured down, covering up the surroundings.

Looking at the familiar face in front of her, she whispered to herself: "I will... believe in you forever!"

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In the lobby on the first floor of the castle, Alisa sat on the sofa, while Amelia and the others sat next to her.

"Is there really no other way this time?" Feiana asked.

"My king is right. We are not qualified to participate in this kind of battle." Alisa nodded.

"But..." Grie next to him looked disappointed, "What should we do without my king?"

Alisa closed her eyes and lay on the backrest: "Don't worry, there is still time, I'll think of a solution."

"I don't care what you think." Rabel suddenly spoke expressionlessly, "Anyway, if my king dies, I will not be alive!"

Her voice was not loud, but her tone was full of firmness.
Chapter completed!