The air was a little stagnant, and in just a few minutes, Erin's expression changed to ten thousand colors.

At the end, she suddenly smiled and said:

"Thank you."

"Lord, this joke is pretty good."

Xu Nan was speechless.

Am I kidding?

It’s not that I haven’t eaten any devils. After all, the low-level devil Dai Johnson on the island in the middle of the lake was still tasted by his mouth.

He also has a title specifically targeting the Hell race!

However, Xu Nan was too lazy to explain these things. He knew very well that the existence of whispering in Erin's ear should be the one who controlled the source material of Theron.

Because he had heard that Barnes looked at Erin differently, especially in the supply of Theron, he almost met his requests.

It is precisely because of this that when Erin was writing a stage play, her creation speed was extremely smooth, many times faster than before.

This is definitely not something a devil can do.

At least he is also an evil god with a little divine character!

Xu Nan looked at Erin and felt the various danger signals coming from her.

He knew that this girl, like Barnes, was probably an important part of the mastermind's plan.

If you want to pull it out according to the original plan and then let the Lion King come forward to solve the problem, it is best not to create troubles at least before the Mudong Festival party, and you cannot alarm the snake.

In fact, reason tells him that this is also the most correct way to deal with it.

Otherwise, once the mastermind behind the scenes see the crisis and shrink back, the impact on Wildfire City will be endless. Xu Nan will not be stable as the city lord in the future. After all, the Lion King or Luo Mang cannot be staring at this place all the time.

But can I really do it by giving up this cute girl like this?

He was asking himself.

Green's sincere request was still in his ears. Xu Nan thought he had made a cold-blooded decision, but in the end, he suddenly felt that he couldn't bear it.

He wants to do something.

He looked at Erin seriously: "Since you know the existence of that devil, why not do anything?"

"I can help you."

"Trust me, I have this ability."

Even if he didn't have one, there was a paradise lost. At this time, Xu Nan suddenly became too lazy to calculate the gains and losses of interests.

However, Erin shook her head:

"Thank you, Lord, but I don't need help."

"Maybe you think I have lost my mind, but I understand that I am now sober like never before."

"I'm just a trivial little person, I want to fulfill my own dream...my mother's dream."

"I know what you want to say, I might die, but everyone will die, right?"

"I want to complete this work, even if I die, this work will be passed down..."

She closed her eyes intoxicatedly, her eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was completely immersed in her own world.

Xu Nan noticed that the green marks on her neck became more and more obvious.

"It's not a talisman of hell..."

At this moment, Xu Nan suddenly hated his ignorance.

His level of knowledge was insufficient, and the potential rituals or spells attached to Erin did not have enough discernment.

He can only guess one approximate.

"Maybe, you can write good works without the help of Theron and the power of that devil?"

Xu Nan whispered: "Since you have noticed something is wrong, why do you have to get deeply involved?"

Erin smiled slightly:

"Because I know my mediocrity."

Xu Nan was speechless.

He could feel that at this moment, Erin's mind was indeed extremely sober.

She was not twisted, nor was she in a state of fanaticism like Barnes.

At that moment, a trace of enlightenment surged into his heart.

"The agents produced by Sample 1 and Sample 2 have completely different effects."

"If the fake wine sold by the God of Seven Blood will distort and crazy that super magical civilization; then the effect of Theron wine is obviously not like this. It will make people very calm and sober, and at the same time full of creativity..."

"What about the side effects? What are the side effects? Is it just addiction? This is unreasonable! What exactly does that guy want? Who is it, and why can he get the god-created creatures of the God of Qi Blood?"

More doubts poured into his mind.

However, Erin, who was sitting opposite him, began to talk about some secret past events on his own.

Perhaps it was Xu Nan's extraordinary charm that attracted her.

Maybe some other reason: she might have had a premonition.

“…My mother died when I was very young.”

"In my impression, she is the most beautiful woman in the world. All my strengths are inherited from her. Except for ***, this thing is probably inherited from my bastard father..."

"She is from Afalia, she is a very good writer and opera... In Afalia, she has a high status; later because of the war, she met my father, that bastard, just a soldier in the lowest level of the Ryan Kingdom... He raped her roughly and died on the battlefield soon."

"My mother's wish during her lifetime was to create a work that would be remembered forever; unfortunately, before she could finish it, everything was destroyed by war; no one knew why she had to fight, but later I realized that the world of Afalia was captured by the gods of the Promotional world. This was a battle between worlds. Logically, I should hate the Promotional world very much."

"But I can't."

Speaking of this, Erin's face showed a clear remembrance: "I have returned to the jungle of Efalia."

"There are all seasons like spring, extremely warm, without war or disputes; for the people of Wildfire City, it is simply a paradise. But my tribesmen hate me because of my blood... Some people try to vent the trauma caused to them by war... Of course, I will not blame them secretly, I will only scold them directly..."

"Later I came to Wildfire City, and the people here accepted me. I gradually realized that the people in the Iceland were not willing to start a war. There were countless families in the eastern kingdom, broken in the jungle of Afaria... The war was not right or wrong, so I accepted all this and I lived happily here."

"I once thought that if I die one day, please be sure to bury me in the cemetery in the north of the city. After all, it is my old acquaintance. I will not be lonely if I die in the future. One night I will get up restlessly without having to walk a few steps next door to be an old friend..."

Speaking of this, she laughed silently, as if she was telling something that had nothing to do with herself.

Xu Nan gently held her hand, and he could sense her mood.

She really doesn't care about life and death.

Perhaps she has been living a difficult life for so many years, torture is enough for her.

Even though he is so open-minded and elegant on the surface, he is rejected by his own tribe members, is he somewhat sad?

"I actually only have two wishes."

Erin carefully placed a small biscuit in her palm and drew beautiful patterns: "The first one is to fulfill my mother's last wish and create a great work."

"If you have the second one, it may be a bit extravagant."

She smiled embarrassedly: "My mother once said before her death that every Afalia should return to the roots after death. They will be buried under the ancestral tree and become the nutrients of the jungle. Returning to the jungle is our last destination."

"Of course, I'm not a pure Afalia, and I don't want to become any nutrients. Chengbei Cemetery is my destination... But I still want to see if the sacred ancestral tree in my mother's mouth is really towering into the sky..."

The living room was quiet for a long time.

Erin suddenly looked up and looked at Xu Nan's eyes:

"Will I die?"

Xu Nan nodded gently.

Through his investigation and search these days, it can be basically confirmed that Barnes and Erin are the most important pieces chosen by the mastermind. Generally speaking, such people will inevitably die after being under too much pressure from the evil god.

Unless, someone will kill the evil god now.

But obviously, Xu Nan couldn't do it, and there were not many people in the world who dared to say that they could do it.

After all, at that time, almost all of Bayes, the characters of Stephen San Baye were dispatched to be legendary. They were not comparable to those of the six apostles like Emma.

"That would be a bit regretful."

"But I really have no way out, I have made a decision."

Erin stood up and stretched in the setting sun: "I'm going to finish that work."

"No one can stop me."

"Finally, thank you for your little cookies. Lord City."

Speaking of this, she blinked playfully and slowly disappeared on the stairs.

"That fool Green can't bake."

This is the last sentence she said.
To be continued...