Chapter 689:

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The moment I passed through the clean realm, my whole body was softened, and a sense of powerlessness hit me, and finally I closed my eyes altogether, but the cold eyes in my mind forced me with endless chills. Breathless.
"Master Missilia, what's the matter with you?" asked Esther who was holding me as if feeling something.
"I... okay." What can I say, only these two words, it seems to be really okay after saying them, yeah! It's really okay. This will be the last time I have met him. Whether it is in heaven or earth, even if I meet again next time, I will also be the lord of heaven, and he is a dark creature.
"Pharaoh! Hurry up and take a look for Miss Missilia!" Esther didn't think I was really okay, and rushed into the temple with me flying through the long apse, stepped into the side door, and rushed Go upstairs to the laboratory.
"What's the matter? Something really happened?" Farham seemed to have expected something, and turned back to look at us who rushed through the door without any anxiety.
"Master Missilia..." Esther put me on the hospital bed aside.
"Don't worry, I'll take a look!" As he said, Falham walked towards me with a smile, "What? Did you do it with someone?"
I didn't say anything, I just nodded. In fact, these few tricks shouldn't be considered as hands-on, and this pharaoh is also making me more and more curious about what kind of existence he is? Staying here, it seems to be in control of everything outside, even I know that I will meet the red angel Tisohel, isn't it weird?
"No feeling in my legs?" Farham squeezed my leg gently.
"Yeah." I nodded again, but the doubts in my heart continued to enlarge around the conjecture.
"It seems there is a problem." Farham frowned.
"Will be disabled?" I blurted out, which I didn't want to see.
"I'm here, of course not, but..." He turned around and took a bottle and handed it to me. "Eat this, maybe it's too late."
"What's the time?" I took it, but didn't drink the liquid in the bottle right away, because he...now has become a difficult existence for enemies and friends.
"It won't be disabled." He smiled and looked at me, "Hurry up and drink it!"
"Yeah!" I drank the liquid in the bottle in one breath, and sighed coldly, "It won't be disabled now!"
"But it may not be able to catch up with the ranking game the day after tomorrow." Farham said with some worry.
"Ranked competition?" I sneered coldly. "Maybe only we will participate by then."
"What does your Highness mean?"
"Don't you know?" I glanced at him with a smile and handed the bottle back.
"What happened?" His expression became serious.
"Nothing happened, it's just that some people like to play games, and some people are invited to participate." After saying that, I just moved my body well, "Estel, you go!"
"Yes, Master Missilia!" Estel promised to turn around and walked out of the laboratory. At this point, there were only two of me and Farem left in the laboratory. I lay down and rested, and he was busy again. Experiment, an endless experiment.
"Pharaoh! I have always wanted to ask you something?" I closed my eyes and said.
"Just ask what the little lord wants to know."
"Which side are you on?" In the past, from Thor's conversations, it was Falham who cared the most, but now it is even more so that an uncertain friend is more often than a certain enemy. terrible.
"Middle!" he laughed.
"In the middle? What if there is no foothold in the middle?" In fact, no one likes a person with unknown friends or foes by his side, and he is still a healer who will treat you anytime and anywhere. A strong person, but you don’t know him. Real strength.
"For me, there is a foothold everywhere." His tone was calm, and he didn't get angry because of my persecution, and didn't shrink back because of my toughness.
"A foothold?" I suddenly became interested in the word, "What about me?"
"His Royal Highness also wants to stand in the middle?" He asked somewhat unexpectedly.
"Who doesn't want to stand in the middle~" I exclaimed, "No matter what kind of center it is."
"I don't think the middle of your Highness wants to stand is peaceful coexistence with Thor and the others!" He chuckled, as if he had seen such things and got used to it.
"My existence is already at one end. There is no intermediate point. The intermediate point I want is not this. As for which, I think you have guessed it in your heart, I won't say more." I turned over. , Facing the window, opened his eyes and looked at the light outside, suddenly felt that darkness might be more appropriate at this time.
"It's where the humans stand, unless the little majesty wants to be a human." He said, walked around to the table on the other side, took a small bottle and returned to its original position.
"Humans?" I was taken aback, "Well, now I finally understand why my father is there. It turns out he is looking at humans."
"Perhaps he is also looking for the middle point of peaceful coexistence." Farham added, but his tone was somewhat disdainful.
"Guess?" I glanced back at him, but just back.
"Half." He suddenly looked back at me, "He is my child, the little majesty doesn't know it yet!"
"You..." I was stunned, and it took a while before I came back to my senses, "So you always have a foothold."
"Well, you don't need to think about it again if you understand it. You can't have the middle point of mine now. The middle point you want hasn't been found after searching for so many years, but maybe you can find it." He said, again Turning around, continue to busy with those test tubes, it seems that there is the middle point.
"Maybe?" I recalled these two words, "Maybe! But now I am not in a hurry to find them."
"because of him?"
"you know?"
"Well, I heard something from Sartres. Stie had it before, but I think the result will be you now. As for your result, I don't know what it will be."
"Huh! The result? Now the result has come out." I laughed mockingly.
"What?" he asked curiously.
"Light and darkness may intersect, but in the end, light is still light. Darkness is darkness after all. It is incompatible. Only separate." As I was talking, I suddenly felt my feet numb, and I couldn't help but squeeze.
"Why? Feel it?" Pharaoh saw my movement and smiled.
"Ok."
"You'd better stop using them for a day, unless you really don't want them anymore." Pharaoh's face dropped a smile and replaced with a stern expression, "I won't even be able to help you then."
"Well, within a day, I will lie here, not going anywhere." I smiled coldly, "There will be no crippled in heaven."
"His Royal Highness's words are really interesting!"
"The words of the old highness are not more interesting!"
"Haha~" Listening to the hearty laughter of this "grandfather", I just felt confused. He gave me the feeling that his friends and enemies were so uncertain. Although his reason for the intermediate point was reasonable, but what he wanted, What is his purpose? Is it really because it's Stie's father, my grandfather? When did angels feel so emotional?
"Oh? Why is the princess here?" But when we looked at each other and laughed, we were thinking about each other, suddenly an uninvited guest came outside.
"Thor, aren't you here too?" I didn't speak, and Pharaoh joked.
"Well, I'm here to look for Tisohel and the others. I don't know where they are, and I can't find it." Thor said and walked towards the Pharaoh, but the light kept spinning around me, "Princess Your Highness, what's the matter? Are you feeling well?"
"It's okay! I'm tired from playing outside, come back and have a rest!" I smiled, just a little cold.
"Oh! Your Royal Highness is out?" He seemed a little surprised.
"Well, someone played a game, I also went to participate, but in the end I found that the other party was not only playing, but also had to play the other party until he disappeared, so I let the other party disappear." I said casually, but it was actually scaring. He, watching his slowly changing face, was indeed in a good mood.
"I don't know where you are playing the game?" Thor's tone was not as relaxed as before.
"Do you want to play too?" I yawned, "but it's too late, the game is over, next time!"
"Next time?" He was taken aback.
"Yeah! If I remember correctly, it should be the day after tomorrow, then I should have played with you, how about it? Lord Thor would be interested, right?" I sent out a war post and waited for him to challenge.
"Of course, at least we have to continue the game we played last time!" He smiled, showing no emotion.
"Okay, then don't bother Master Thor looking for someone, I will continue to rest." Turned over and stopped looking at him.
"Since they are not here, then I will go first, Pharaoh, I don't know you..."
"Don't participate, I'm not interested in those." Before Thor could finish, Pharaoh had already explained.
"Oh, that's a pity, I also asked Pharaoh for advice!" Thor said, sighing, seemingly disappointed.
"How dare you teach me, I almost forgot where my sword is, and now heaven is the world of your young people, my old man still stay here obediently and just play around with my darlings."
"Then don't bother Pharaoh." As he said, Thor turned and left the laboratory, looking at his leaving back, I smiled unconsciously.
"So happy?" Pharaoh was actually looking at me.
"I will be happier then." I put away my smile and closed my eyes.
"Are you not afraid that he will go out and meet Satris and the others?" Pharaoh asked suddenly.
"I have helped them. If they haven't solved the problem yet, then they can't solve it. It's better to wait until the day after tomorrow." I really don't care about this.
"You are not afraid that Satreis is not Thor's opponent, you will only have one person left." Pharaoh asked with a smile.
"Huh!" I snorted coldly, "How strong is Sartres? If he can't win, he can't die. Besides, even if he disappears, can't you help him resurrect?"
"It seems you know him well."
"general."
"Then you rest, I won't bother you anymore, I'll go take a look." As a result, even Farham couldn't sit still, and threw me down and walked outside.
"Are you not afraid of being suspicious of what you just said?" I asked.
"Don't forget, I stand in the middle point." Pharaoh turned his head and smiled lovingly at me, then disappeared in front of me.
Ugh!
I sighed and looked away, they should be playing almost!
It's a pity that I didn't have a chance to see the end of this game, but I believe this will be the prologue of the next game, and I am the one who started this prologue by myself. Should I be proud?
But what I have in my heart is just the unclear taste.
he? There should be nothing wrong, right?
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