He was still struggling to jump upwards, but at this time he was already showing fatigue. I flew to his side, "You still want to crawl?"
"Yes." He confirmed, "Why are you back? Didn't you say you would wait for me at the top of the mountain?" He stopped, rested, and asked by the way.
"Is there a top of the mountain?" I asked with a cold smile.
"No?" He was a little disappointed.
"At least I'm not here yet!" I sighed.
"This..." He raised his head and looked upward, just like when he looked up a moment ago, he didn't try his best. Finally, he shook his head and said, "Forget it, let's get down!"
"Give up?" I slowly fell downwards.
"No, but I believe that you can't climb to the top of the mountain unless you are full." He smiled, spread out his huge flesh wings, and fell down the mountain like me.
"Hmph! Maybe!" Looking back at the mountains nearby, maybe it has no top at all.
When we landed on the ground, the two of them were already waiting there. When he saw them, he looked back at me in surprise.
"Are you ready?" I met his gaze calmly, "It's about to start."
"Who?" He understood, pointed at them, and asked.
"He's already been beaten, let's replace him!" I pointed at Satoris without hesitation.
"Him? Did you really choose him?" He pointed at Satris in surprise, "He is much stronger than him! Not to mention you, even you and I combined will not be his opponent! Although I am not I hope you win, but I don’t want you to seek death, after all, I know you here.”
"Don't worry! I..."
"You kid, don't talk nonsense. Who said he was better than me!" Before I could finish my words, the special man stepped forward unhappily, "I fought with him ten times, and we didn't tell the difference even once. Win or lose!”
"Really?" But he looked suspicious.
"If you don't believe it, you can ask him." As he said that, Temon turned to Satres behind him, "Satres, tell me, did I make a mistake?"
"No." Satris explained with a calm look on his face.
"No way!" He still didn't believe it, but now that both of them said it, he couldn't help but not believe it. In the end, he just turned to me, "You said you had fought him just now, what was the result?"
"The result is that if they are both equally strong, then I will definitely win if I fight him!" I didn't hesitate at all.
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"What? Little girl, no! Your Majesty... Forget it, let's call the adults." Temen was really not used to speaking in a polite manner like Satris, "My lord, don't think that you won with that blow just now. Got it!"
"Oh? Didn't you win? Or did you lose?" I raised my chin slightly and asked.
"Haha~ I only used half of my strength just now, and now I am the real me." As he said that, his short black hair suddenly turned into silver hair, standing straight and flamboyant.
"How is it? Now you dare to say that you have won me?" Seeing that I remained silent and looked at him quietly, he laughed proudly.
"Luvian, I think it's better to forget it. Stop fighting. They are too strong! They are not someone you can compete with. At worst, let's make a bet instead." He took a step closer to me and pushed me as I stood with his elbow.
"No need!" I turned to look at him and smiled, as if to comfort me, but also as if I was making up my mind. Looking back again, when facing the God of War, "In this case, if I defeat him, does it mean that I have won you?"
"You!" He was stunned for half a second, then burst out laughing and turned to Satres, "You heard it! This gentleman is very confident! Why don't you guys compare?"
"No!" Unexpectedly, Satris denied everything we discussed without hesitation.
"Why?" Before I could say anything, Temon jumped up, as if this was related to his vital interests.
"Because she is our princess, if she is injured, the person who hurt her will be punished according to the clan regulations." Satres was still calm, and there were few emotional fluctuations in him. So in my opinion, he is an angel, and he is stronger than the God of War in front of me.
"Your Highness, Luvian, you..." The third generation stared at me in surprise, hoping I would give an answer.
"I told you, they invited me, and I told you the reason, because I am strong!" Whether the identity will be exposed depends on my acting skills and his IQ at this time.
"Strong?" He had no objection. It seemed that the luvian I played was stronger than him, but the God of War was very disdainful, "What's so strong? He's just a blood-eyed man, Satris! Can you tell the Lord God about it? , Her Royal Highness, the princesses of our tribe, how come each one is weaker than the other? Maritis only has silver eyes, but now, she actually has blood eyes. If all the tribesmen in heaven know this, they may laugh. "
"You've already fought against him. Do you think she's weak?" Satteris stared at the other party seriously, without any intention of joking.
"Weak... That's not the case. After all, anyone who can fight with me for so long is at least stronger than those with silver eyes. But with her little ability, she is not qualified to be the Lord God! Not to mention others, I am the first I'm not convinced." Te Meng made a retort.
"Then what if I say that she might be better than you?" Satris's eyes didn't even flicker.
"No way? Others don't understand me, don't you understand me? In this paradise, the one who can win me, except the Lord God, belongs to you." Temen laughed wildly, and the laughter was deafening.
"That was before!" Satris' tone was very certain.
"I don't believe it!" Temeng answered with certainty, "Unless there is another competition."
"You know, if I didn't take action just now, you would have been defeated!" Satris declared.
"You clearly know that's just the sealed version of me." Temon argued.
"How can you be sure that that is not the sealed Princess?" Satris's words were not serious, but their meaning was not light. Temen was speechless for a moment and turned to look at me, "You too..."
"Satris!" When they were talking about these things, I had already awakened her in the depths of my soul and returned to the depths myself, and she was not very interested in these, "Let's start!"
"No! I can't fight with Her Highness the Princess." Satris refused again.
"Do you think I'm not as good as you and will be hurt by you?" "I" asked coldly.
"I..." Satris had nothing to say, because everything he said was wrong.
"If not, let's start!" "I" jumped back dozens of meters, "It's very difficult for you to hurt me!"
"But..." Satris hesitated whether to step forward.
"This is an order!" I waved my knife forward, facing him directly in front of me, "He doesn't know, but you should know that you can't hurt me."
"You..." Just as Temen was about to protest, Satoris glanced at him and immediately changed his mind, "Sir, what do you mean by this? He is with you every day, so of course he knows you better than I do!"
It's a pity that no one paid attention to him.
"But Your Highness Princess, the poison of Coagulant Medicine in your body has not been cured yet. If we take action now, it is likely to cause uncertain harm to your body. And I am your servant, so I must not do anything harmful to you." That's the way Tris is, sometimes making people angry.
"If I prove that the coagulant poison in my body has been cured automatically, will that be enough?" "I" took a step back.
"yes!"
"Then go and confirm it now."
"Okay!" he said, "Your Highness, please follow me to see Lord Falham!"
"Yeah." "I" nodded, and at the same time called out the me in my heart, "It's up to you to do it next! I don't know if you want to continue your game."
"Yes." In response, we changed positions again, and then turned to the third generation who still couldn't figure out the triangular relationship between me and Satris, "It seems that the competition needs to be postponed."
"Are you...really okay?" As a result, he frowned, took a step back, and looked me up and down.
"It's okay! The competition may have to happen next time." I became a little serious, "But don't forget what you should do before the competition."
"Don't worry, since I agreed, of course I will do it, but you..." he said, looking at Satris and the others, "Do you really want to go with them?"
"Yeah." I didn't expect that he was worried about me. Could it be that the relationship between the luvian and him was not shallow
"Oh! Maybe you are different." He shook his head, "Although there is no such thing as family ties among nobles, Sister Sekerus is very good to us, so neither Lake nor I hope anything happens to her daughter. , you...be careful yourself."
"..." I nodded, turned around and walked towards the path I came from, and Satris and the others naturally followed me away.
As I walked, I was still thinking about Sekerus, her daughter, and Lake, analyzing the relationship between them, hoping that the next time I play this Luvian, it will be more natural and realistic.
"Temeng, why are you here too?" Satris looked at Temeng who was following closely behind, a little surprised.
"Who said I was following you? I just stopped by to see that old guy from Fareham to see if he had woken up my men." Termon denied.
"Then you don't have to go." Satris didn't exactly welcome him to go with him.
"Why?"
"Because I just came from there, I can tell you, no one woke up."
"Not awake? Then I'll ask that old guy when they will wake up. I'm short of manpower right now, so I can't let them sleep like this all the time." But Temeng had to go with him. He gave one reason, and then one.
"You..." Satris' face turned cold.
"Am I the only one who can go to him and not me?" Temen said confidently.
"You can go!" I replied, "If it's to watch me compete with him, then just say so."
"You..." He was stunned, not expecting me to explain clearly, "My lord is so smart, and you deserve to be the next Lord God."
"Yeah." One was aggressive, the other was quiet, and with both of them following behind me, it was difficult to live in peace, so I sighed helplessly in my heart. (To be continued)