Lord of Mysteries: Curly-haired Baboon

At this moment, a chill came out inexplicably from Lucid's back.

People are really different from person to person.

He and Roselle...really different.

The look in his eyes was a little dim, and Lucid was a little hard to understand his choice.

Although there are many interests involved, can Roselle really make this kind of money with peace of mind?

Is this different from person to person, or is it because he is contaminated?

Lucid didn't know, but she was psychologically more willing to believe that this was due to the latter.

Seeing that dazzling red pupil seemed to dim suddenly, Roselle couldn't help being even more surprised.

Does this Miss Lucid really want to abolish slavery?

He was amazed secretly in his heart:

"I thought it was just a show of wanting to play, but I didn't expect this Lucid to actually have such a plan? Tsk tsk tsk. This is really interesting..."

But this is the case, Roselle did not change his words.

In his opinion, everything in front of him is just a "game". What is worth paying attention to the life and death of slaves?

And now Intis has just settled down, and it really can't stand too much toss. If slavery is abolished, it will definitely touch some people's cakes, which will make the situation turbulent.

Roselle certainly knew that "slave trading" was an "inhumane" behavior.

But he feels that, relatively speaking, it is more important to maintain the stability of the political situation first.

Seeing that although Roselle was still smiling, but kept silent about the "slave", Lucid was inexplicably bitter.

After she stopped talking a few times, she sighed slightly and asked sadly:

"Master Archon, what sequence are you now?"

"what?"

Russell couldn't help being a little surprised, how could this topic... jump so fast all at once?

After hesitating for a while, he smiled and asked jokingly:

"Why do you want to ask this question? Are you trying to'conspiracy' against me?"

Lucid shook his head and replied softly:

"No...consultant, do you remember the last time I told you'the only true god'? I am willing to exchange a related piece of information for your decree to cancel the legality of the'slave trade'... I don't know what you want. How about...?"

But turning her head, she saw Roselle's somewhat pale face.

The confident and easy-going look on his usual face disappeared, and only shock was left on his handsome face.

"'The only true God'...?"

With a stiff face, Roselle murmured.

Although it sounds familiar, he found that there was no news related to it in his memory!

This discovery caused Russell to suddenly fall into a great panic. He suddenly discovered that his memory was very likely to be touched by an unknown force.

At this time, I already possessed the personality of a demigod. What kind of indescribable existence is it to erase my memory?

"Grumbling."

After swallowing, he forced himself to calm down, his voice unknowingly brought a bit of urgency, and tremblingly asked:

"'The only true God'...what is it?"

"Forehead……"

Seeing Russell who suddenly seemed to have changed himself, Lucid was inexplicably scared for a while, not knowing what to do.

Slightly tangled, she trembling in her voice, insisted:

"As long as you issue a law to ban the legality of the'slave trade', I will tell you..."

"good!"

To Lucid's expectation, at this moment, he agreed to this condition that was previously rejected by Russell.

"..."

This huge contrast made Lucid somehow unable to react, but he was a little sluggish, not knowing what to say.

Seeing this, Roselle was rather impatient, and urged in a low voice:

"I agreed, and quickly tell me... what is the ‘One True God’."

...

After taking a long breath, Lucid paused for a while. After organizing the language, he told Roselle about the specific situation of the "One True God"...

After a while, looking at Roselle who had hurriedly left, her eyes were also confused.

There must be something wrong with "Huang Tao"!

After thinking carefully, Lucid only felt that his back was cold, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

The same "traverser", also affected by the "Cthulhu"...Is he also affected unknowingly like him?

...

"DaDaDa..."

Accompanied by the crisp sound of horseshoes, Lucid rode his carriage away from the White Maple Palace behind him.

But sitting in the car, she was more or less disheartened.

Although the trip finally achieved the goal, Lucid couldn't be happy anyway.

The "secret" world is too dangerous!

If you don't pay attention to it, you will end up with nothing.

His face was not so good-looking, Lucid found a fatal problem.

I really underestimate this kind of "influence", and basically I can say that I have no protection against it.

When her face turned dark, she immediately began to reflect on herself, and tried to find a reliable solution.

But after thinking about it for a long time, Lucid became more irritable.

She found that she had no particularly effective response to this intangible "influence".

The only thing that seems more reliable is the "diary writing" exactly like Roselle.

...

Inexplicably, Lucid had a feeling of "powerlessness".

This method of "writing a diary" has been proved by Roselle's "learning from the past" to be ineffective, and it cannot be particularly effective in preventing this "influence."

But after thinking about it for a long time, she still made a decision.

write diary!

But unlike Roselle, Lucid also added an additional clause to "writing a diary."

That is, you must review your diary ~www.NovelMTL.com~ within a week to avoid the situation of "being sold and helping others count the money".

"Ugh……"

But Lucid couldn't help feeling a little sigh at the thought of writing in a diary.

I think that when I was asked to write a diary when I was studying, I was reluctant to do so. How could I be "forced" to write a diary here in the end?

It's outrageous.

Then she thought of some things, but she couldn't help but laugh:

"Haha...maybe Kezhe will have to read my diary in the public...Bah!"

Thinking about it, she suddenly realized the "unlucky" of this kind of thing, so she shut up quickly.

How can one's own diary go out? nonexistent!

By then it will be almost the same to execute Roselle together... No, it's better not to have Roselle's...

"Ugh……"

Looking up at the sky outside the car window, Lucid sighed.