Really? I'm fighting the Dark Emperor.

Chapter 340 The Dark Clan's Chapters Can Never Be Trusted

With the help of the spirit bracelet, Miya Star quickly determined his location in the universe.

Even though the current area has been narrowed down a lot, the dark lair that moves erratically in the universe is still very difficult to find.

However, whether it's easy to find or not is not important now.

He randomly chose a circled area from the map and headed forward.

The time was shorter than he had expected. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but in the blink of an eye, before he even realized it, a magical wall with an open door appeared in front of him.

The magic wall shifted, and the doorway expanded, clearly indicating the intention to lure the victim into a trap.

As soon as he stepped inside, just like in all horror movies, the door slammed shut behind him.

He turned halfway around in the small space in front of him, but there wasn't a single dark soldier. All he saw was a ship's rudder turning on its own and making a sound. Strange light flashed beside the throne on the high platform. He glanced at it a few more times, and then he was suddenly slapped on the back of the head.

I turned my head, but there was nothing there.

It was just an open passageway, its destination unknown.

The passage was very dark, and the entrance closed automatically after he entered, making it almost impossible to see anything.

The sound of footsteps echoed around him, and after a long while, a door painted with gold paint appeared in his sight, so bright that he couldn't open his eyes for a moment.

His complicated feelings were tinged with a strangeness, as if a part of the heaviness had been removed, and he didn't know what to say.

The door opened with a push, and the hand was still in mid-air when the person she had been longing for was reclining in a chair. Hearing the noise, the person lazily raised their hand and waved.

It was as if nothing had happened; he had simply gone out to buy the magic drink and returned.

She's always like this.

always.

Perhaps feeling she should be more serious, Rui Bu Si stood up and opened her arms to him: "Want a hug?"

"If you're going to use magic to vent your emotions, you should let me know in advance. I might not be able to dodge at this close range..." It would be terrible if the Heartless Spell hit me and shattered like a target in a magic training room.

She fell into a cold embrace.

In response, she thoughtfully draped the blanket from the chair over him—it's always convenient to do such things with magic.

Miya Xing didn't even look at the blanket on her body. After hugging her, he cupped her face, forcing her to look up and unable to look anywhere else.

This action often means that he is angry and does not believe she will tell the truth.

"Didn't you say you never wanted to see me again, Lord of the Dark Clan?"

Without answering his question, the hand on his back exerted a little force, pulling him down into the chair behind him.

Miya Xing braced himself on both sides of her, at a distance almost the same as before.

His facial expression changed slightly, no longer as stern as before.

"There's nothing we can do about it. Our Dark Clan has been notorious for breaking our promises since ancient times, Lord Wisdom of the Quark Clan."

She touched the redness at the corner of his eye: "Was it from the wind? It certainly doesn't feel warm here."

"Are you Dark Clan members just as cruel to those around you?"

"Ok?"

She thought that Miya Xing wanted to meet her to catch up.

People often do this before parting, even though she doesn't understand the reason or necessity for doing so.

She never does this kind of thing with people normally.

But perhaps this can be considered a way of reminiscing.

So the feeling of reminiscing before parting isn't so bad.

Then, he told her that the redness at the corners of her eyes was not due to changes in weather and temperature.

"Why can't you tell me the truth? Why did you make me lose my memory? Why did you say those ambiguous things to me when I had amnesia? Why... if you weren't going to tell me your thoughts, why did you give me 'Dark Files X' in the first place?"

He wanted to yell it out.

But he didn't.

If the two hadn't been so close, Ruibusi might not have been able to hear what he was saying.

Her voice trembled, and though her vision was blurred, she remained as calm as ever, though there seemed to be a hint of confusion mixed in with that calmness.

The calmness made him feel his heart sinking into bottomless darkness, a dull, aching pain.

The Dark Clan is truly cruel.

His finger touched the corner of her eye, and when the temperature difference caused their bodies to collide again, they both instinctively flinched.

Under Rui Bu Si's questioning gaze, Mi Ya Xing rubbed the corner of her eye until it also turned red.

"Can you understand how heartbroken and regretful I felt every step closer I got to the truth," "when I learned that you would disappear because of the complete purification of dark energy?"

Do you understand?

He took her hand and placed it against the spot where his heart beat. Their hearts gradually beat in unison, just like the full moon hanging in the sky.

Rui Bu Si thought that she might have this feeling because his pain hadn't been transmitted to her.

If she has studied the psychology of magic, she should be able to answer his questions very well.

But she didn't.

Her innate sensitivity allows her to react to others' emotions more accurately than any textbook example.

After all, people's emotions don't always follow textbook patterns.

She knew he was in pain.

I just don't understand.

She thought she should comfort him now and say some more lies.

He will definitely find out, but he will also feel much better.

Perhaps he was hoping she would say something false.

"I'm so sorry."

She did not do that, nor did she answer his question.

"I'm sorry, honesty isn't something I'm good at."

Long ago, everyone would have been happy for her disappearance.

The way the joy dissipates varies, and so do the happy crowds.

She had thought that if they had found out later, the pain of parting would probably have been less.

Everything will pass by quickly, like a dream, becoming a blurry image in memories.

People tend to forget painful memories; forgetting is the best gift the Creator has given to mankind.

Besides, it would be too much to ask her to spend time with a crowd of tearful people and count down the days until their farewell.

There's also a possible branching ending: being imprisoned just like two hundred years ago.

“Let’s talk about something else, like—have you ever doubted me?” she said jokingly, breaking the brief silence between them. “I might not necessarily help you purify the dark forces. Maybe I’m loyal to the Dark Emperor and yearn for the universe to be ruled by him?”

Before Miya Xing arrived, or even further back, she thought he should have been happy overall.

Although it may cause sadness and temporary pain due to close relationships, sacrificing a few people is nothing compared to the complete purification of the dark forces.

It was like this more than two hundred years ago; the mission of the cute knight always took precedence over everything else.

But she saw no joy in him, nor any wariness of someone who had come here alone.

"You dare to come here alone? Aren't you afraid it's a trap set by the despicable Dark Clan?"

“Rui Bu Si,” he told her with utmost solemnity and seriousness, “none of us have ever doubted you.”

That's it.

"That's a really uplifting response."

Yes, things are definitely very different now.

If Vance knew that Leonardo, after becoming the Grand Elder, would appoint such a "morally corrupt" person as a Cute Knight, he would probably... oh, no, he would probably...

Even before Leonardo was the Grand Elder, he had already frequently clashed with him.

There's always a need to respond to someone's trust: "If you're upset about the doubts you had about me, there's absolutely no need for that. You know, I didn't trust you much in my thoughts and actions either."

Of course he knew, he knew better than anyone else.

He was much calmer than before: "We rarely meet, and you say things like that?"

"There's no other way, darling. I think you need to be honest with me right now. And it would be so bad if you regretted it after I disappeared, the moment you thought you had suspected me of having ulterior motives."