After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 83 - 7 Conspiracy Night

[...] The System fell silent for a moment, watching the host leave the alley, beginning to feel somewhat panicked, worried that the host might do something irreversible.

If, after killing the Magic Queen, the host were to personally take out his own teacher, only to discover the truth later on.

He would likely feel extremely distressed.

After some consideration, it decided to test the waters, asking in a conversational tone, "Host, do you think there is any difference between a game and life?"

"Why think about these problems when playing a game?" Xi Mu retorted, but then responded:

"But if I have to answer, yes, there is a difference."

[Is it because reality cannot be restarted?] The System grew excited, believing that as long as the host acknowledged its viewpoint, it could then persuade the host that each game equates to a life, and completing a game with full stealth technology is completely different from past games.

It then tried to advise the host from the perspective of physical and mental health that one should not be too extreme in playing games, but should treat them as experiences of a second life.

However.

After considering for a moment, Xi Mu replied, "Perhaps it’s because there are too many players in the reality game, and the starting conditions are too diverse."

System: [...]

Although it felt there was some truth to what the host said, something didn’t quite sit right.

But what exactly it was that felt wrong.

...

...

Meanwhile.

Atop the Earth Tower in the slums.

"Still feeling that something is not quite right," Martha retracted her gaze, having deliberately observed Xi Mu and found this man... very dangerous and impractical.

But she couldn’t quite put her finger on it.

"I think he’s quite handsome though," came a charming, light chuckle. Martha turned her head to look at the source of the sound and saw the Bloody Countess elegantly seated on the railing of the tall tower.

She raised her hand to lightly tuck the hair behind her ear.

"A leap in strength at an impressive pace, an extremely handsome appearance, with the Witch as his background. He can be described as a very perfect... man indeed."

Martha fell silent for a moment before asking, "Do you still find him handsome even though he completely disregards your existence?"

In the course of her interactions with Xi Mu, Martha had already realized that she was in a state of being ignored by Ahtal, or rather, she was at least given some attention by Ahtal.

But the Bloody Countess was utterly ignored.

"It’s just a personal assessment of him; how he perceives me is irrelevant," the Bloody Countess shook her head and smiled at Martha, "The moon is unattainable and treats everyone equally. Don’t you find that beautiful?"

In fact, when she first met Ahtal, she noticed Ahtal’s indifference: her existence didn’t seem to matter to him at all.

Even if his gaze lingered momentarily on her chest, it was promptly withdrawn.

Bluntly put, she, the Bloody Countess, was a beauty, and countless were infatuated with her allure, pursuing her with fervor.

She also knew her charm was an asset.

But Ahtal was completely indifferent to her allure as if something more captivating to Ahtal existed.

Leading to Ahtal completely disregarding her, the beauty.

"It’s just that he feels a bit off," Martha furrowed her brows, trying to figure out the source of the discord she felt, "That feeling is like... hm, how to describe it."

Watching Martha’s troubled expression, as she seemed unable to articulate her feelings, the Bloody Countess laughed seductively:

"Here’s a piece of advice, stay as far away from that man as possible, or you’ll end up dead because of him someday."

Martha looked puzzled.

"It’s just because I’ve been surrounded by many men before, which led to some understanding of the male species," the Bloody Countess stretched languidly, accentuating her alluring figure.

"His eyes lack any confusion, indicating he has a clear goal. If your existence can help him achieve his goals, or if you obstruct him, you will be ruthlessly trampled underfoot, your corpse turned in to a stepping-stone for his progress." 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

Martha nodded, smiling, "If that’s the Bloody Countess’s judgment, then it’s worth considering."

"However, if someone’s value could surpass the goals he desires," the Bloody Countess suddenly shifted her tone, "then perhaps it is possible to bring about a change in that man."

"Like you?" Martha looked at the charmingly smiling Bloody Countess, and then received a coquettish roll of the eyes.

"Of course not," the Bloody Countess covered her mouth with a giggle, "Have you forgotten that he is the pretty face of the Witch?"

Her eyes curved into crescents.

"As minor characters, we should not get close to those who are difficult to handle."

Martha: "..."

So, should she continue to interact with Ahtal? She felt that if the interactions went on, something was bound to happen.

...

...

At the same time.

In the hotel.

"If you want to refuse, then just do it," Yasiraqi said, sitting elegantly on the sofa with her long legs crossed, looking at Xi Mu, who was holding the invitation, and lightly laughing:

"After all, if you attend the banquet, you’ll just be constantly questioned about your stance by the Academy faction and the Royal faction anyway."

Xi Mu shook the invitation: "Did you get invited too?"

He had recently received an invitation from the Magic Kingdom’s nobility, asking him to attend a banquet.

Yasiraqi nodded her head, smiling, "It seems they are quite eager to obtain Sky City’s support, although it doesn’t really matter to me."

The situation in the Magic Kingdom was currently quite complicated, with everyone seeking external support to strengthen their own powers and thus overshadow the opposition.

And Sky City was a power worth courting.