Really? I'm fighting the Dark Emperor.

Chapter 341 The Search Technique for the Dark Moon

"Why not?"

"You look so pitiful."

Is this the truth?

"Can't you see?"

"can not tell."

"Can't you tell even with mind-reading abilities?"

"Mind reading won't be of much use to you."

She sat up slightly and kissed the corner of his lips: "Do you hate me?"

"hatred."

"Pfft, it sounds like you'll never forget it."

Are you satisfied with the outcome you facilitated?

"Um……"

“Student Rui Busi”.

His sudden change of address gave Ruibusi a subtle sense that something "bad" was about to happen.

"Ok?"

“I have clearly told you that I am also vengeful and will retaliate.”

"Ah," there is such a thing, "What are you seeking revenge for?"

What are you seeking revenge for?

You can't exactly pull out an amnesia potion and force it into her mouth.

Ah, it's not impossible for him to force himself to drink it.

Anyway, at this point, she's almost at the point where she can breathe... Huh?

She felt a cool touch on her lips, and was slightly startled. Then a stinging pain shot through her brain, but it was fleeting, like a hallucination.

It took her a long time to process this information.

He chuckled softly: "Is this what 'revenge' is?"

"Yes, it can't compare to the Demon Lord's methods."

"How could that be? Lord Miya Star, I will never forget it, for the rest of my life. Even though it doesn't have much time left."

Is there really no other way?

"Maybe so," he mumbled in response. "Qian Jin has regained his memory?"

"Yes, Kiki-sensei's potion has a time limit."

Kiki? Hmm, she's quite good at witchcraft.

"Don't make that face." She rubbed his face, but his expression didn't improve. "Just like you cute knights, I knew this day would come the moment I found out who I am."

"Oh dear, I'm so sorry you only found out about this recently."

Whenever she softens her heart, she always has the ability to make him grit his teeth in hatred.

"In the past, many Quark people died at my hands. Now it's my turn. Although I have no subjective bias, the objective result is that I have saved a lot of Quark people and other magical races. Hmm, this may be a kind of retribution."

She said this so casually, clearly showing her disbelief in the concept of cause and effect.

"It's really kind of you to say these things to comfort me."

Did this comfort you?

"No." He looked intently into her eyes, as if looking into the eyes of a legendary, captivating witch, but his words didn't match his actions. "Are you and Elder Pikachu on good terms?"

Rui Bu Si occasionally felt that he was much more clear-headed than she was.

"I know them, but we're not very close."

“I believe the former Grand Elder trusted you a lot.”

“I don’t know what he was thinking,” she said, leaving a light kiss on his lips as well. “But if he had been more decisive back then, I wouldn’t be in this situation today.”

What a humiliating memory.

Otherwise, why wouldn't she like to reminisce about the past?

The recollections always end with a series of embarrassing images swirling in my mind.

"Are you going to keep half-lying on me like this? It's a bit heavy."

Miya Xing stood up, quickly gathered the blanket and handed it to her, then looked around.

The inside wasn't painted with the same paint as the door, consistent with the Dark Clan's usual preference—pitch black that swallows all light—which makes the "golden" door stand out even more.

He calmed down so quickly, a stark contrast to how he had appeared when he first arrived.

Ruibosi attributed this to the physical discomfort and psychological impact the cold environment had on the Quark people.

Although she knew that wasn't the case.

What is the range of your magic?

What is the problem?

"You really want to know?"

"You don't want to talk to me about anything else, and you don't even want to talk about this?"

“Oh dear,” she reached out to him, using his strength to stand up, “don’t always look like that, as if I’ve toyed with your feelings and then abandoned you.”

"you have not?"

"I'm serious!"

"That's really hard to tell."

“Hmm,” she reached out and touched his earring, “Do you really like this little gift? I was originally planning to get a different one.”

I just put something in randomly at first because I didn't know what to put in it, and I haven't decided what to replace it with yet.

"I don't really like it." He turned his head away from her hand that she hadn't taken away. "My old one is broken, and I don't have any other ones to wear."

"Really? You haven't bought any other earrings in so long?"

"Yes."

He gestured for him to squat down a little, then carefully examined the pattern on the earring: "The range of my magic depends on the amount of energy I have."

She hadn't looked at the earring closely before.

"Can it cover the entire Moe Academy?"

"Ok?"

The earrings really suit him.

"I mean, after you obtain the power of the Vampire King, can your magical abilities cover the entire Moe Academy?"

Ruibusi released his grip, her smile widening as she looked at him: "Of course, the Vampire King's power is quite impressive. It's a pity he's not with me now."

"The Dark Emperor launched an attack, ordering Teacher Victoria to steal the Dark Spirit Stone from Ukunana..."

“Yes,” he took over, “I did it. You guys almost missed out on the Moonstone. You were so careless.”

Shaking her head, she took a few steps back and sat on the table. Without reciting the incantation, Miya Xing felt something pulling his right index finger. Looking down, he saw a creature resembling a poisonous vine.

Oh, the thing that just hit him on the back of the head was probably this too.

Why did you run over there on purpose so I would see you?

"Huh?" Magic tickled his palm twice, but Miya didn't react. "Is that so?"

The magic was suddenly seized.

“Oh dear, don’t be too ruthless with it. It’s much more agile than poison vines.” Overly agile and useful magic always requires the user to pay a price. “Normally, only a small portion of the attacks it suffers will backfire on me.”

"This part will increase when I need it to convey information to me, to see what it sees, and to feel what it feels."

Miya Xing released his grip, and magic coiled unrestrainedly around his wrist: "What is this?"

"I'm trying to please you, by telling you about the weaknesses of magic~"

“If you want,” she pointed to the vines wrapped around his hand, shrouded in a dark purple mist, “you can now concentrate your attack on it, which will be more effective than attacking me directly—it can’t dodge as fast as me.”

Why did you let me see it back then?

"Because I was seducing you." With a wave of her hand, the magic wrapped around Miya Xing's wrist disappeared. "Was the seduction successful?"

Just as she always avoided answering his questions, he didn't answer either.

"When did you find out that the Moonstone was inside Ukunana's body?"

"This is a problem," she said, twirling a strand of hair in her hand, "when did you discover it?"

"ah!"

She jumped off the table: "She reached out her hand to me and told me that she was Nyarlathotep."

"Yes, that was around that time."

Because she would never, ever feel unguarded around a stranger.

Because the person who didn't evoke any sense of hostility in her when they first met, when she was at her weakest, so weak that she fainted, introduced himself as "Nyarlathotep".