Rede was amazed by the speed at which Flail Awn took down Gadros. After he was done, he held her sunflower seeds and asked her what was her ulterior motive for getting close to Lord Gadros.
Flail Awn asked her back as she chewed on her sunflower seeds.
Rede said, "I've seen it since that day at the Trading Post. You weren't serious when you said you liked Boss, right?"
Flail Awn threw a handful of sunflower seed shells at his face. "I'm serious, thank you."
"Alright, alright. I'll take it that you're serious." Rede wiped the sunflower seed shells off his face and continued to munch on them. "So, what's your motive for liking Boss?"
"Your boss never asked me why I like him. What are you worried about?"
"That's why I'm just asking. Boss doesn't care why you're getting close to him. Of course, I won't kill you."
"If you're so worried about Gadros, why don't you tell him that I have ulterior motives?"
"Hey, hey. Lord Gadros is very smart. How could he not know what you're thinking?"
Flail Awn spat out a sunflower seed shell. "See, we're back to the topic. Gadros doesn't care why I'm getting close to him. Why do you care?"
Rede also spat out a sunflower seed shell and smirked. "See, you still admit that you have ulterior motives for getting close to Lord Gadros, right?"
"… …" Little brat. She was actually tricked by him.
"Hey, tell me. What are you thinking?" Rede pressed his hand on Flail Awn's shoulder. His tone was as relaxed and cheerful as ever. "Maybe I can help you on behalf of Lord Gadros."
"Don't make me sound so cold and heartless, okay?" Jia Mang looked at him expressionlessly and slapped his hand away. "I admit that I do have some things I need to clarify with Kaderos, but I won't go so far as to play with his feelings in such a despicable way."
Rede loosened his grip and happily munched on the melon seeds again. "So?"
"So," Flail Awn put away the melon seeds, clapped her hands, and said, "I like Gadros. I want to hold him, hug him, kiss him, and even sleep with him. Do you have a problem with that?"
"No!" Rede raised his hands, surrendering to her shameless words. "I have absolutely no opinion on this matter. I strongly support you in spirit."
Flail Awn sighed and said regretfully, "The minimum sentence is three years. The maximum sentence is death."
"What is the Universal Law? Is it edible? "Rede asked.
"No." Flail Awn looked at the sky. "But I will be eaten by the Universal Law."
"Come on, the Universal Law only applies to humans," Rede said with relief. "Don't you know Boss's identity?"
Flail Awn was enlightened. "That makes sense."
Rede turned to look at her. "I have one last question."
"Ask away." She was in a good mood.
"You slept next to Boss last night. Did you really not do anything?" Rede asked sincerely.
"…" Flail Awn angrily slapped the melon seeds in his hand and said viciously, "I suddenly remembered that Zuma told me that she wanted to eat crispy bone balls, but she couldn't find the ingredients …"
Before she could finish, Rede jumped up and ran happily to Montezuma, who was setting up the melon seeds.
After he ran away, Flail Awn lowered her head and picked up the melon seeds one by one. Just as she was about to pick up the last few seeds, someone grabbed her wrist.
"What are you doing?"
As she spoke, she was forcefully pulled up. Gadros looked down at the melon seeds in her hand.
"Picking up the melon seeds," she said.
"They fell on the ground. Why are you picking them up?"
Flail Awn smiled. "I'll share them with Rede next time."
"…"
Looking at Gadros's speechless face, Flail Awn suddenly asked, "Is the Universal Law useful to you?"
"No." Gadros looked at her suspiciously. "Why are you asking this?"
"Nothing." Flail Awn threw away the melon seeds that she wanted to trick Rede and said nonchalantly, "I suddenly thought of it, so I asked."
The regular meeting in the Convex Hall began again. Flail Awn originally planned to skip the meeting, but Daniel informed everyone in advance that there was something special to announce, and he hoped that everyone would be there on time.
Flail Awn vaguely sensed that there was a conspiracy behind his words, so she took a detour to the Convex Hall.
When they arrived, the meeting had just begun. Daniel talked about the usual issues, and finally, Flail Awn looked sleepy as he revealed the important news.
"… The lucky sightseer this time is from the Sacred Space."
There was a sudden burst of discussion. They had heard about the lucky sightseer before, but they did not expect that person to come so soon, and from the Sacred Space.
Everyone discussed and cast a strange look at Gadros, who was also from the Sacred Space. They were all from the same planet, so their strength would not be equally terrifying, right?
However, they were obviously overthinking this time. The lucky sightseer was not participating in this competition, and was only representing the universe to observe the competition venue.
However, Daniel did not say whether the safety of the lucky sightseer should be guaranteed. Flail Awn touched her chin and thought about how many points she could get if she killed the lucky sightseer.
When she came back to her senses, the figure of the lucky sightseer had already appeared in front of everyone.
It was not a young man, but he was well-dressed and had the temperament of a researcher.
Flail Awn glanced at him, lowered her head, and then raised her head again.
Daniel announced his name in a low tone. Before Flail Awn could react, Gadros locked his eyes on her, as if he was wondering why she was so calm at this time.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Flail Awn was confused. "Am I fat?"
"…"
"Don't you like me if I'm fat?"
"…"
"You're admitting it …"
Gadros simply reached out and clasped her chin to shut her up, and then looked away expressionlessly.
Ding dong.
A message came from the terminal.
Gadros lowered his eyebrows and glanced at Flail Awn's terminal flashing green light. Flail Awn pulled his hand and said to herself, "Freya finally has the face to see me, right?"
She lowered her head, and the name of the sender on the terminal did not belong to the two-word girl.
Tenchong The Ghost.
Flail Awn subconsciously retracted her hand, looked up, and said with a natural expression, "I have a small matter to take care of, I'll come back to you in about two days."
"Oh." Gadros replied. He did not see who the message came from, and asked matter-of-factly, "What's the matter?"
Flail Awn said seriously, "My friend has suffered some setbacks in her relationship, and she wants me to comfort her. You know, I'm considered a winner when it comes to relationships."
Gadros was speechless.
He tilted his head slightly, and the tips of his white ears turned red again.
Flail Awn quickly left, and Gadros stared at her back with burning eyes. He only looked away when she was far away, and then looked at the lucky tourist of the competition.
Rede noticed that his expression was not right, and asked him if he knew the lucky tourist.
Gadros sneered, "Hmph, that kind of trash."
After the meeting, he unexpectedly ordered Rede to keep an eye on that guy.
"That guy?" Rede had forgotten about the lucky tourist.
Garderoth went away without looking back.
"Yesh Qish." Montezuma reminded him.
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