Chapter 2936 Finding a Needle in a Haystack

There is an old daddy!

Let’s not talk about my identity before time travel. Let’s talk about my identity after time travel. I am also from Zephyr Continent. Is there anything related to the demon world?

Therefore, I showed my disdain towards the noble young man's questions.

As my disdainful attitude became apparent, the all-out bodyguard took action.

Like the male magician I fought with before, he used ice elemental magic to attack. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he transformed an ice bow, and quickly moved the bow to shoot arrows.

The ice arrow condensed from the ice element was like a gust of wind, shooting towards me.

The ice arrows shot contain three parts lessons and seven parts killing intent. In a few cases, they want to see me dodge in a panic, but in most cases, they want to see me killed by an arrow!

If the target is an adventurer who rarely kills, this move may put great pressure on the opponent. After all, a guy who has killed people and is ruthless will use some of his combat skills. A little murderous intention made ordinary people who had never killed anyone feel scared, and then blocked the action.

But the goal he chose this time was completely wrong.

Because of me, I not only caused large-scale killings, but also had the ability to create and control murderous intent. In other words, the killing intent he had accumulated so easily, and displaying it in front of me, was tantamount to trying to do the same thing.

With a sneer, I reached out my hand casually and stopped the incoming ice arrow. Then I rubbed my fingers together, and with a crunching sound, the tip of the arrow was crushed into a pile of ice shards and fell rustlingly.

The male magician's face was slightly stiff, and he looked at me with dull eyes. At the same time, his expression was no longer as cold and arrogant as before, and was replaced by caution.

However, I didn't even bother to pay attention to him, turned around, went back to the room, and closed the door.

The blue witch is lying on the bedside and sharing the cherries with the little hound. Usually the blue witch bites the cherry in half, eats one half herself, and throws the other half to the little hound. However, there are also cases where the cherries are particularly delicious, and she will do it. Eat the pulp directly, then spit out the core and feed it to the little hunting dog.

I thought the little hound would choose to refuse, but unexpectedly, it was not picky at all. If you gave me the pulp, I would eat the meat. If you gave me the core, I would eat the core. It is simply not possible to distinguish the good from the bad and just take everything as ordered. receive.

I watched dumbfounded for a long time, then said: "If you feed it the core, won't your conscience hurt?"

"What is conscience? Why does it hurt?" The blue witch casually threw another fruit core to the little hound and asked curiously.

"Conscience is conscience. I said, isn't it your good partner, your close comrade-in-arms, and your never-ending family member? If you eat the pulp yourself, but give the core to your family, don't you feel uneasy about your conscience?"

"Yeah." The blue witch fell into deep thought. After a moment, she raised her head and said, "No."

I was speechless for a moment, always feeling that what I just said was just playing the piano to a bull.

After sitting down, I picked up a peach, took a bite, and fed the bitten part to the little hound.

The little hunting dog ran over and couldn't wait to swallow the peach meat in one bite. When it was finished, it smashed it in its mouth.

Just when I thought, 'After eating the pulp, the little hound will no longer pay attention to the fruit cores fed by the Blue Witch,' the little hound dog unexpectedly ran back and ate the cores fed to it by the Blue Witch. Got in.

After swallowing it, don't forget to smash it in your mouth.

This scene really pissed me off, so I held the peach in my hand and ate it in two or two mouthfuls, cursing in my mind: "Go ahead and eat your core! Stupid dog!"

Nobles are a strange species of creature.

Many of them consider themselves noble and think they are naturally superior to others.

And this sense of self-proclaimed arrogance directly distinguishes two types of people with aristocratic atmosphere. One is very open-minded. Even if he is insulted and abused by others, he can still smile the whole time and ignore all the abuse and criticism.

The other kind is the type that will retaliate. Let alone scolding and criticizing, even if they take one more look, or look at it for a while, it will immediately arouse their disgust and cruel revenge.

Some revenge comes earlier, some revenge comes later, but it will never be absent.

Over time, this situation developed into a phenomenon, then upgraded to common sense, and was passed down from generation to generation.

It is precisely because of this inheritance that there is an unbreakable and insurmountable barrier between ordinary people and nobles.

So you often see this scene: When meeting a noble, most parents will pull their children aside, cover their mouths, and teach them in a low voice: Remember, avoid this kind of people when you see them in the future. , don't get into trouble for no reason.

As a noble, facing the fearful eyes of others all day long, it will swell over time, and it will feel as if the whole world is afraid of him, afraid of him, and even if he stamps his feet, the world will tremble a few times.

But is this the case?

I'm afraid not so.

Frankly speaking, the reason why they can make others fear them is because they do not have the power to control them. If they meet the apostles, they will show off and try again. Believe it or not, even them and their family can be defeated in just a few breaths. From then on, he disappeared into the demon world, and his soul returned to the great will.

This is the difference in power.

In the eyes of the party without power, the party with power is invincible.

The person who has power but also has a bad temper and a corrupt character is terrifying.

But few people know that a guy who has both strength and a good temper on the surface, but actually likes to mess around in his heart, is actually even more terrifying.

Because this kind of person never plays his cards according to common sense.

Hoe strong? Help the weak? Why should I do it?

justice? evil? It has nothing to do with selflessness!

It is this kind of guy who can't figure out whether it is justice or evil at all, and everything starts from himself, is the most difficult to figure out, and at the same time the most terrifying existence.

Unfortunately, I am this kind of person.

And the aristocratic young man whom I ignored happened to belong to the second category of people - he had a bad temper and was determined to retaliate, but he was very good at pretending, or rather tolerant. At least on the day of the incident, he did not trouble me. .

I guess the reason why he didn't take action was most likely because this was the first time he had encountered a situation, and the first time is often confusing and confusing.

Then, I guess he might be collecting information about me.

But the latter step should be very difficult, because I don’t have any identity information in the demon world. In other words, I am a blackmailer.

Moreover, the Blue Witch who was traveling with me was also a black witch - after all, she had lived in the forest for tens of millions of years, so even a native aborigine would still be treated as a black witch.

Trying to find out the identities of the two ‘black households’ is as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack!