Bengtie: Is your pure and beautiful destiny serious?

Cheng An didn't know whether Kakavasa believed what she said in the end, but when the child heard her say the answer to the question he had been doubting for a long time as a matter of course, many emotions flashed in his eyes.

But the night was dark, and the moon's light could not illuminate such a complex thing.

After a long while, he started the topic again: "Since you are not our envoy, what is your original identity?"

"Ah, my original identity..."

Cheng An thought of the students, the game players, the apprentice of Luofu Jianshou, and the red-haired knight who rescued him from the pit.

"I am currently a pure and beautiful knight. Although I was forced to do so."

She finally chose this statement.

This is her first identity under this starry sky. Even if she did not choose to take this path voluntarily, it is still an undeniable and decisive thing.

Ever since she came to Tsygannia, she was treated as the messenger of the Mother Goddess. Every day, she couldn't tell whether these people looked at her as a person, a god, or an investment. In short, it was a very strange feeling.

It would be better to be a pure and beautiful knight!

It's really like picking the tallest person among the short ones. Everyone has a hard job.

"Pure Knight? What is that?" Kakavasya asked.

Cheng An: "According to my limited understanding, he should be a kind-hearted person who travels the universe and takes action when necessary."

"For example, we Pure Knights all speak like this in order to promote aesthetics—"

"Ahem, this lovely creature, talking with you under the moonlight is truly an experience that makes the soul admire. The stars and the moon are not as beautiful as your eyes, and the silver light is not as bright as your character. Please allow me to praise you, you are so pure and beautiful!"

Kakavasia: "...Ah, wow, that's amazing."

Cheng An: "...Don't be like that, Kakawaxia, you make me feel embarrassed."

God has mercy on me. The little kid had to learn how to change the subject at this time: "So, sister, you came here to help us?"

"Maybe." She could only pretend that she had never said that beautiful speech and continued speaking along with the child.

But in fact she didn't have any concrete ideas. The situation here was too special, and she herself was not strong enough to lead the survival of an entire clan.

To be honest, it would be better to just save the Kakavasa siblings in the end.

Cheng An sighed.

"Go back, Kakavasya, it's late. Thank you for giving me a chance to speak my mind, but children should not stay up late."

She extended her hand to the blonde child, and they hurried back to the tent in the night. As they were about to enter the door, they looked at each other tacitly and promised each other that they would not tell anyone what happened tonight.

Only the night and the stone ruins heard the two people's nonsense about faith and destiny.

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The next day, Cheng An started a new strategy.

After staying in this clan for so long, Kakavasya is the only child who has the awareness to doubt the beliefs of their clan, and the rest are not even capable of doing so. How can she possibly lead everyone?

Hunting won't save the Evikin.

It's time to jump out of that narrow circle and find some hope for yourself somewhere else.

So she decided to go to the United Emirates of Tsygannia to see what the official area of ​​the planet looked like.

With the help of the music box and brooch, as well as her perfected pure and beautiful rhetoric, the gatekeepers of the Emirate completely believed her story of "a wild pure and beautiful knight accidentally landed here".

Once again, she lamented that the identity of the Pure and Beautiful Knight was indeed very useful. She was hardly ever questioned. When everyone heard her start the address with "Dear Sir/Miss" and end it with "Idrila", they were shocked, then they suddenly realized what was going on and let her go smoothly.

No one looked at her as if she was some kind of messenger of God. There was no need to consider their firm yet fragile beliefs. Cheng An's addiction to acting was greatly satisfied, and she walked into this legendary emirate with a happy heart.

She walked through the streets and alleys of this relatively prosperous place, got a general understanding of the structure, and then went to a place that was not taken seriously by the people here in the short term - the library.

The harsh environment of Tsyganiya is common to the entire planet, so even though the people in the emirate have a relatively centralized government, everyone is still in the stage of struggling to survive. At this time, not many people realize that they have to rely on knowledge to get out of here.

This actually made it convenient for Cheng An to check things.

After all, these are local indigenous materials, so they should have special experience and insights in dealing with local situations. If this library also has the support and supplementation of companies, then if you are lucky, you may find many unexpected surprises.

For this possibility, she began to stay here every day, at least half a day each time. Perhaps the Evikin people thought that the God's Messenger must have her reasons for doing this, and they were not very dissatisfied with her.

This surprised her a little. She thought these people would complain that she didn't take them to rob Kartika often. Unexpectedly, the current situation was fine. She didn't know if it was because Old Lana spoke for her.

In addition, the looted weapons are still somewhat useful. Although they cannot become weapon masters, better equipment at least greatly increases their abilities. The Evik people's defeat rate has now been reduced from 100% to 80%.

A very great progress made Cheng An listen to the silence, love comes from the pure and beautiful knight.

I feel so helpless. Guys, are you really incapable of fighting?

Just after coming to this place that was like a library or database for more than a month, on an ordinary afternoon, when Cheng An was looking up information about the pure goddess and the breeding star god on this planet, someone came to greet her.

It’s not really appropriate to say that he was saying hello, because this person was just asking questions on his own, making his own inferences, and then naturally asking Cheng An for answers.

He asked, "You have been looking up information about Star God for a month. Why are you researching this topic?"

It's very strange. He suddenly revealed in front of her that he had been staring at her for some time, and asked her the reason openly without any guilt.

"Who are you?" She looked up when she heard that. She was already annoyed that she couldn't find much useful information about these mythical things, and now there was actually someone trying to get close to her.

"And why—" Why are you staring at her.

But she didn't ask, because the moment she raised her head and saw the person in front of her clearly, she froze where she was.

The person in front of her looked young, probably in his teens, probably in middle school, but the emotions in his eyes were very stable, and he was not affected by her unhappy tone at all.

"I'm asking you a question, and you should answer it directly. As scholars, our time should be very valuable." He spoke as sharply as ever.

Cheng An was so shocked that his jaw dropped.

“Yi, ahem, no, why are you here?” Bluish-purple hair, golden-red eyes, golden cassia twig hair accessories, sharp but familiar way of speaking—isn’t this the great godfather, Doctor of Truth, Veritas Ratio?

Had he ever been to Tsyganj when he was this age?

real or fake?

"You know me." The boy opposite frowned and said affirmatively.

But he was obviously not satisfied with her answer.

"You haven't told me why you study Star Gods, and why you always answer questions irrelevantly."

Help, at this age he still can't call her an idiot and a fool all the time, crying, he is so gentle.

"Because I want to find out the power of Chunmei and the scope of her involvement. What's more, I want to know the reason why Chunmei disappeared." This involves the truth of her time travel, whether the power of Chunmei in her hands has other uses, and the criteria for achieving a Chunmei ending each time a mission is carried out.

“And whether there are any remaining reproductive forces in the desert.” This involves the possible subsequent Ajihazo gold placer case, as well as the attention of the Society of Knowledge and even the company.

It is always more purposeful to deduce the process and reasons from the results, so she read the records related to these star gods every day. Unfortunately, as always, how can the mystery of the star gods be easily perceived by ordinary people?

Little Latio in front of him got the answer to his original question, and he didn't comment too much on it. "Then let's talk about the second question. Why do you know me?"

It’s over! This is really a death question that cannot be avoided.

Every time she answered this question she made a fool of herself, and this time she was going to embarrass herself in front of the professor.

But Cheng An still tried to struggle: "Because the genius boy Ladio was recommended by Professor Rong De to go to Aletheia University when he was only in middle school. Your deeds are still very famous."

She was gambling, gambling that Latio had indeed been recommended by the old professor at this time, gambling on her vision and intuition.

The person in front of her didn't show any extra reaction, but looked at her with a little suspicion, as if thinking whether this explanation made sense. He didn't refute or curse, so it seemed that she was probably right.

Cheng An didn't show it on his face, but he was actually very happy inside. He was able to guess it right, could it be that he had been following Kakavasia for too long and had some good luck?

If that was the case, then perhaps she could gamble a little bigger.

"Why, Latio-san, you're asking me this question. Do you want to join my research?"

She once tossed and turned in her tent in the desert, wishing she had an external brain to help her think about these complicated things.

Now, the most talkative external brain is right in front of us. If we can get the professor to join us, I believe the mystery surrounding her will make great progress in no time.

It seems that after spending too much time with Kakavasia, she has also started to become a gambler.

This time, she was betting on the attitude of the future Doctor of Truth.

It’s so exciting!