Facing an Ancient God for a Year-Chapter 1409 - 1407 Calamity Strikes (22)

"Riet was reckless, and I’m sorry for the trouble she caused you."

It’s hard to deny that being a sister like Veil isn’t easy.

Leading the way all along, the first thing she did when she stopped was to solemnly apologize to Fu Qian.

The place she chose for conversation further proved she was indeed her sister—not her bedroom or guest room.

Although just as clean and tidy, the room was clearly uninhabited.

Choosing such a place to talk is much less likely to be discovered than going to the farthest room of the diagonals.

"It’s okay, I’ve also troubled her."

The other party was so polite and respectful, Fu Qian nodded slightly and responded gently.

Of course, the content wasn’t so gentle.

Veil’s face instantly turned pale.

"That’s what I find hard to understand... Why did you say those things to Riet?"

Biting her lip and hesitating for a few seconds, she finally couldn’t resist her concern for her sister and directly brought up the critical issue.

However, even so, her knowledge of the mysterious master before her made her tone more confused than stern.

She seemed to have difficulty associating the person before her with a believer of the Evil God.

"Spreading evil beliefs, doesn’t it seem so?"

Faced with this reaction, the disregarded Fu Qian frowned, expressing dissatisfaction.

"No, it doesn’t."

Unfortunately, Veil firmly shook her head.

"Emblems, honored names, indeed are the most crucial symbols of belief for the Ancient Deities, and the name Abandonment King, who presides over calamity, though I’ve never heard of, I can’t assert its authenticity either."

"The only issue... I find it hard to imagine you would believe in any form of existence."

Hmm... You might as well just outright say I look like a professional rebel.

Veil’s words were easily misinterpreted by Fu Qian, who frowned even more.

"Sounds like you arrived quite early."

However, the dignified Grand Fate Ming Emperor certainly wouldn’t resort to unsavory personal attacks.

The next moment, Fu Qian just nodded slightly and casually spoke.

However, this simple sentence had incredibly strong lethality.

At the moment she understood, Veil’s face across the table turned crimson red.

"I... vaguely heard noises from Riet’s room..."

But as a swordsman who has traveled far and wide and even knows some seductive arts, her eyes flickered but she managed to calm her emotions, whispering an explanation.

Unfortunately, the instinctive gesture of adjusting her nightgown, as if fearing exposure, betrayed her.

Fu Qian did not rush to speak, his gaze lowered to her hands.

...

The reason that sentence provoked such a big reaction was really too simple.

He had a general sense of Veil’s level, and while in an alert state listening carefully, discovering movements in her sister’s room might have been possible.

But hearing such things in her sleep clearly used an exaggerated rhetorical approach.

And the detailed understanding of the conversation content confirmed she discovered it quite early.

The most reasonable explanation combining it all was that she had noticed since the first conversation point and followed as soon as he and Riet went ahead.

We must admit, this heroine had real composure.

In that situation, pretending to sleep was indeed a good choice.

"The reason I told Riet those things is simple, I needed her help to test something."

However, always fair and rational, the Grand Fate Ming Emperor, after stating his disdain for beliefs, didn’t vent further and directly answered Veil’s initial doubt—why promote faith to Riet.

The answer was indeed honest, without any rogue logic like "helping her grow up," but directly expressing owing them a favor.

...

It was evident that, even though she firmly believed Fu Qian was uninterested in missionary work, hearing it confirmed by him personally allowed Veil to breathe out half a sigh of relief.

As for the other half—

"That thing almost certainly won’t be effective."

Before she could comment, Fu Qian continued to add, making her eyes show complete relief.

"I will also compensate for mental distress."

And before Veil even had the chance to react, Fu Qian looked at the top of her head, blinked, and added another sentence.

"Please, there’s no need to be so polite, you have helped us a lot before!"

In reaction to his words, Veil’s first response was to refuse, explaining seriously.

"As long as Riet is fine, that’s good, she’s no longer as obsessed with transcendent powers, even if it fails, she won’t be devastated."

"Her current emotional state is more related to her hand, as it’s been a while since the limb attachment, and it hasn’t fully recovered—"

"That’s my compensation, I know some professionals who might have some solutions."

Fu Qian directly interrupted Veil’s courtesy.

Uh... huh?

Regardless of what Fu Qian said later, Veil was full of joy and surprise.

"Not guaranteed to be effective, but when convenient, you could try taking her to the academy, find a small shop, and wait for a woman who loves to drink."

Fu Qian casually described Lanaia’s appearance.

"Explain your purpose and mention my invitation, if I’m there, she will definitely bring you to me, if not, she will find the right person for you."

Riet’s situation had somewhat of a limb attachment aftereffect.

The Heaven’s Commencement Institute’s peculiar members would likely be interested.

Even if they aren’t interested, as one of Heaven Commencement’s Pillars, arranging someone through Cass to repay a favor was extremely simple.

Though the process seemed to have a technical issue.

Veil in front of him was just a special guest in her sister’s dream, which would dissipate upon waking, the words just spoken couldn’t convey to the real her—though initially true, it was no longer the case.

At this moment, on top of Veil’s head, a phantom eye was faintly visible.

Just now, this special guest seemed truly invited, like himself.

Of course, it wasn’t Riet’s invitation.

Only the Superior Beings within the Nightmare Corridor currently had the power to correspond a non-dreaming character to a real person.

After Alarakir stopped concealing, he clearly sought every exploitable opportunity in the dream, extracting the last residual value.

Compared to her sister, having Veil successfully involved was undoubtedly a much better target for malevolent influence.

"Remember?"

Looking at Veil’s face where the blush was fading, Fu Qian asked authoritatively.

"I remember."

She nodded very seriously.

"That’s good."

Fu Qian snapped his fingers, waste no words in reopening the Return Edict.

At that moment, blush rose again on Veil’s face.

Yet, it was a pathological blush.

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