"Then..." Although Crosso's words were tantamount to a death sentence for Muir, the four-year-old still couldn't help but ask with hope: "Is there any possibility that Muir can be saved?"

"Of course there is, but..."

"But what?" Before Crosso could finish speaking, Xue Linyu standing over there couldn't wait to interrupt.

"The degree of difficulty is a bit high."

His eyes swept over the faces of Xue Linyou and Mu Ya in turn, and Croso suddenly said with a smile: "But in my opinion, if sister Mu Ya searches for it alone, it may not be impossible to succeed."

"You want Muir to search alone?" Repeatedly repeating what Crosso had said before, Xue Linyu suddenly seemed to have figured out something, and her face suddenly changed and she shouted: "Hey, Crosso

What do you mean?"

"literal meaning."

Being questioned so strongly by Xue Linyu, Crosso answered without even blinking.

"What does that mean literally?"

"Don't you know, Crosso, that Muir is only four years old?"

"If something unexpected happens to her on the road, who will come..."

"Then Xiaoyou, can you find a solution if you follow me?"

Completely ignoring Xue Linyu's series of verbal attacks, Crosso's eyes were calm and he asked this question in an indifferent tone.

"..."

When Crosso asked this question, Xue Linyu suddenly became speechless.

yes.

If there is any doubt, Crosso really doesn't doubt Xue Linyu's ability.

after all.

How could someone chosen by her, the goddess of fate, be so bad?

She can even say without any exaggeration that all the qualities Seolinyu possesses are the best choice.

but……

The best choice is the best choice. Crosso does not deny Xue Linyu's potential, but potential cannot be used as strength.

Um.

To use a simple and easy-to-understand word to describe it, it is ‘forced payment’.

Forced payment, as the name suggests, means that you do not have the ability at present, but you have to do things that you cannot do, so that even your own potential and future prospects are all ruined by impulse.

It can be said that this is not what Crosso wants. What she wants is a wise, powerful, and caring master.

She doesn't want to destroy Xue Linyu's heart of justice, but she also doesn't want Xue Linyu to ruin everything in the future because of a momentary impulse. After all, that would be more than worth the gain.

(…)

(Is it possible if I follow you?)

Countless thoughts echoed in Xue Linyu's mind, and Xue Linyu couldn't help but feel confused for a moment.

Doesn’t he have a contract spirit with him?

He has.

Didn't he want to protect his friends?

He has it too.

Doesn't he have the determination to become stronger?

He has more.

but……

Does he now have the capabilities to match it?

He didn't.

He didn't hate Crosso's explicit words, because what she said was true. He did not have much fighting ability. If he had been with Muir, according to previous speculation, he would have encountered something unexpected sooner or later. Instead of letting Muir know when the time came,

If you feel sad about yourself, you might as well find a way to become stronger first.

Because only when he becomes stronger can he have enough ability to protect the people he wants to protect.

(Become stronger.)

(I want to become stronger.)

(I want to stand at the top of the pyramid.)

(I want to kill all the enemies who try to harm the friends around me.)

(Only in this way will I not be so powerless.)

(Only in this way can I protect the people I want to protect!)

"Crosso." Clenching her teeth tightly, Xue Linyou said with firm eyes: "I want to become stronger, please let me become stronger."

"Haha, of course this is possible, but before that..."

Crosso chuckled and agreed to Xue Linyou's request. Then she turned her gaze to Muia and said, "I also have to give sister Muia a 'sacred protection' shield to prevent sister Muia from getting hurt in the future.

If the ability continues to evolve, things will become difficult to handle."

"Then I'll leave it to you, Miss Goddess."

Hearing in vain that Crosso wanted to bless himself with a sacred shield, the sensible Muir naturally bowed deeply to him.

"You're welcome, sister Muir, I'm going to start now."

Standing with both hands in front of his chest, he made a posture of holding a ball, his wings trembled slightly, and rays of holy light swayed down, and then the rich vitality around him gradually gathered towards the palms of his hands.

A little, a little.

The originally void ball of light gradually solidified.

That is the power of destiny.

It is an iron hammer that can break the original destiny.

She pushed gently with both hands, and the light ball moved accordingly. Then, under Muir's blank gaze, it integrated into her body.

Destiny is quietly changing.
Chapter completed!