After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 521 - 205: Why the Story Spread

The coffee shop was very quiet.

It wasn’t that there were no customers, but because there was a presence in the coffee shop that made people dare not speak loudly.

Sitting by the window with green curls and wearing a body-hugging dress was a girl whose aura exuded danger, an alluring sense of danger that made it impossible for people to control where they looked, yet their innermost feelings screamed that she was absolutely an untouchable existence.

"Thank you." Xi Mu took the coffee cup handed over by the waitress and placed it in front of the Monster Witch, "Did you have coffee in your era?"

The Monster Witch picked up the coffee cup and inhaled the aroma before taking a delicate sip: "In my time, there were beverages that were even more stimulating and more addictive."

She put down the coffee cup.

"However, coffee certainly existed back then, but it tasted completely different from modern coffee, perhaps due to cultivation by humans."

"In this era, you can experience many new things, though." Xi Mu pointed to the dessert on the table.

He knew the Monster Witch wasn’t lying. This wasn’t because he was very familiar with her era, but simply based on the official game description which stated that after the Pestilence came, civilization would undergo a certain degree of restart, and many things would change.

Memories considered ominous in the previous civilization would be strictly forbidden in the next. For example, substances developed with strong addictive properties would be banned by the church in the following civilization.

That’s why in this world, there are very few substances that induce lethargic addiction, because over tens of thousands of years of trial and error, and the gradually perfected review system, most of the addictive substances are simply not released.

Unless the developers had the power to oppose the church, to oppose the gods.

"Heh... perhaps there isn’t that much time left." The Monster Witch added some sugar cubes to her coffee and stirred gently, not minding the excessive sweetness.

"Three years later, we will face the first challenge against the King of Ash, and this world will burn to ashes."

Xi Mu showed a look of agreement: "Three years really is too short, hardly enough time for you to use your intelligence."

"Having a dozen years or so to prepare would indeed be more reasonable." The Pestilence Witch frowned, feeling that the Time Witch’s time allocation was too short. To find a way to defeat the King of Ash within three years was practically impossible.

The Monster Witch lightly ran her fingers around the rim of her cup, her green eyes reflecting thoughtfulness, and then said:

"Rather than the time being too tight, it’s more accurate to say that the Time Witch can only give us three years. She surely knows the importance of time better than us, but there must be concerns that only allow for three years."

Her voice carried a calm analysis.

"If we went back several decades, those closely related to Ahtal would disappear due to the change in time, as they were not yet born decades ago. Therefore, the Time Witch could not choose that period. Next comes the question of Ahtal’s humanity... whether it can last, and finally, too much time would lack a sense of urgency."

Xi Mu said: "But three years really is too short, isn’t it?"

"This requires us to consider whether the King of Ash can retain his humanity after three years." The Monster Witch took a sip of her overly sweet coffee and then revealed a seductive smile, "If the King of Ash is not defeated in three years, that woman will still reset the timeline, allowing us to start over, keeping our memories."

The Pestilence Witch also realized: "This way, even if we fail, we can accumulate experience in confronting the King of Ash."

"This is just speculation." The Monster Witch shook her head gently, "Only the Time Witch and the King of Ash know what kind of contract they have reached."

She cast her gaze on Sleipnir, who looked restless and uneasy.

"Your expression has been off since a while ago, are you worried about the safety of the King of Ash?"

Sleipnir shook her head vigorously, quietly biting her straw, choosing to play dead and remain silent. She felt utterly hopeless, her creator and partner, now pitted against each other in a battle to the death.

Such a bizarre turn of events was something she had never imagined.

The Monster Witch’s slender fingers curved, gently supporting her chin, as she observed Sleipnir with piercing eyes until Sleipnir almost buried her head in her arms.

She withdrew her gaze calmly.

"Sleipnir, tell me your stories about Ahtal."

"They’re not particularly interesting stories." Sleipnir showed a troubled expression, not wanting to tell the Monster Witch how she had been tricked step by step by Ahtal into becoming a mount, which was far too embarrassing.

"Anything regarding the King of Ash can’t be defined as just interesting." The Monster Witch spoke earnestly, her voice suddenly softened, "I need information on the King of Ash, to understand what kind of man he really is."

The Pestilence Witch silently turned to meet the gaze Ahtal had cast towards her, then suppressed the corners of her lips that wanted to curl up in anticipation. She was looking forward to seeing what kind of expression the Monster Witch would reveal once she knew Xi Mu was the King of Ash, whether she could retain her current calm and rational demeanor.

"Actually, I am quite curious about the information on the King of Ash as well." Xi Mu spoke slowly, smiling at Sleipnir, "No one in this world understands the King of Ash better than you, after all, Sleipnir is the King of Ash’s... companion."