Chapter 2426 - 2421: The Prophet Is Dead (32)

Chapter 2426: Chapter 2421: The Prophet Is Dead (32)

Ridiculous justice...

Isn’t it said that sincerity moves the heart?

Theoretically, because Ballard has been completely forgotten by everyone, Akasha shouldn’t have heard this saying.

However, faced with this word spoken by the outsider, she didn’t rush to ridicule but remained silent for a brief moment.

Of course, Fu Qian doesn’t really think Akasha is considering the issue of justice.

It’s obvious that her current confusion is only about "what’s the purpose behind Andiel’s words."

But regardless of how it’s moved, let’s just talk about whether it moves the heart?

"I’m really looking forward to it... So where exactly are we heading? Will it be far?"

When she finally spoke again, Akasha’s tone showed no signs of discrepancy. Instead, she stood up with a cheerful smile.

Going together? Is she blatantly inserting a monitor by my side?

This Spider Queen is quite bold.

Although Fu Qian doesn’t think the motive is that simple, Akasha’s attitude seems to be fixated on him, ready to go wherever he goes next.

Besides, this attitude of binding without doing anything seems to be a confirmation of previous conjectures about team division?

The plan progresses with others, and missing one person doesn’t matter.

From this perspective, the previous encounters with the Black Doctor seem to be external personnel.

After all, merely spiritual-level sensing is still hard to convince someone like Akasha to take on such dangerous duties.

Don’t forget that Fu Qian had previously killed the Black Doctor directly; if monitored continuously, it is impossible not to know about this situation.

Frankly speaking, Akasha’s resilience previously displayed was slightly inferior to that of the Black Doctor.

She couldn’t be naïve enough to think someone like him would hold onto past sentiments.

In short, it seems the natives have a big plan, with the overt goal of plunging the Unseen Hillock into Eternal Night.

And to achieve that, besides the enlightened Transcendents causing chaos everywhere, there’s even a well-communicating team pushing forward.

It can’t be ruled out that his old friend Ah Wei might be a member of this team.

"It’s hard to say, but don’t worry, we can take a ride."

While sorting out the current situation, Fu Qian turned to Akasha to reassure her, not rushing to strike.

Though the glance visibly made Akasha a bit nervous.

"Ride?"

Akasha was almost caught off guard, only reacting to Fu Qian’s meaning after a moment, looking somewhat surprised out the door.

...

"Carriage, don’t tell me the city’s transportation has completely collapsed now."

Seeing Akasha’s seemingly exaggerated reaction, Fu Qian casually explained, indicating indeed that he meant transportation by carriage.

"Do you know where there are carriages nearby?"

During the last task, the Clown had mentioned that carriages are the smoothest yet dullest things in the city, even targeting this transport tool for terrorist activities to vent discontent.

In subsequent experiences, it’s evident a considerable number of carriages operate in this city to maintain public transportation.

Although due to the Prophet’s Death Words plus the Gate of Freedom, stirred natives have destroyed many, it’s still nighttime now.

Along the road earlier, Fu Qian noted seeing a few still operating persistently.

As for why, in such emergency times, one must opt for public transport—

"There’s still some, but why would we do that?"

This shared confusion was vividly expressed by Akasha in the next moment.

"Aren’t you worried it’s too far and tiring to walk?"

However, Fu Qian looked more puzzled, casting a caring look at her like a patient with amnesia.

"... So caring about me, it’s truly surprising and touching."

Akasha finally surrendered, holding her chest after a moment of silence, a smile blossoming like a flower.

"But I’m not very familiar with the transportation here, might need to go out to look."

Underneath, she’s implying that since you don’t mind wasting time, I’ll accompany you.

"It’s okay—do you know?"

To this, Fu Qian gestured dismissively, indicating he had thought ahead and directly sought advice from Catherine next.

As a well-trained restaurant server, familiarizing herself with the surrounding transportation should be indispensable qualities.

Moreover, this person was a carriage tracker not long ago.

...

"There seems to be... but it might require some walking."

Despite the Predator’s suppressive effect, it’s evident that during previous interactions, Akasha’s humble demeanor in front of the Grand Fate Ming Emperor slightly eased Catherine.

Unfortunately, after merely a few normal exchanges, the topic’s absurdity escalated again, rendering her speechless for a while before barely giving an answer. Her expression revealed she had given up thinking.

"Could you point it out? Or are you planning to personally take us there?"

Fu Qian seemed very satisfied, even giving a casual reminder after a brief wait.

Ah—

Catherine almost jumped, hurriedly pointing towards one direction, introducing the route while avoiding glances towards Akasha.

"Thank you, let’s head out."

Fu Qian didn’t force Catherine to accompany the Predator by carriage, thanking her casually, leaving her to continue her duty here.

"Alright."

Akasha similarly didn’t insist. While laughing as she followed, she glanced twice between Fu Qian and Catherine, seemingly curious about their relationship.

In a blink, the restaurant with good business at night returned to quiet.

In the Darkness, Catherine could be seen standing there listlessly, in this passive posture, awaiting the possible darkest night.

...

"There really are."

However, it turned out to be very helpful; Fu Qian and Akasha didn’t exert much effort before waiting for the nighttime transport vehicle.

Though the coachman’s eyes looked more desolate than Catherine’s, he didn’t refuse to take them.

As the two eccentrically dressed individuals finally boarded the empty carriage, Akasha, expressing success, deliberately squeezed up against Fu Qian, her red hair already draped over his shoulder.

"The smell on you, it’s quite pleasing."

Fu Qian showed no intent to shy away, even giving genuine praise the next moment.

"Thank you... what a sweet tongue!"

This time it was Akasha’s turn to be pleasantly surprised, though she steadfastly expressed gratitude while her exaggeratedly voluptuous body leaned closer, intensifying the sweet and lush fragrance.

"But it seems to smell different than before, so Crystal couldn’t detect you?"

Receiving this warmth calmly, Fu Qian quickly added a sentence, pinpointing the focus of this review.

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