After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 262 - 91 The Three Goddesses of Fate_2

And just as expected.

"Of course, we’re using you to threaten Ahtal," the dwarf loli answered very honestly, "As long as Ahtal hands over the Sword of Light, we’ll eliminate both you... and Ahtal."

She withdrew her hand from stroking her hair and lay on the soft bed.

"As long as that moving disaster is unleashed, it would be dangerous for both Ahtal and this world."

"Moving disaster?" Letixia lowered her eyelids, hiding the emotions in her heart, and planned to ask the dwarf loli for more details.

She was not very familiar with the current situation and needed more information to make a judgment.

Regarding this,

"Explaining is such a hassle; you just need to know that you’re like a damsel in distress waiting to be rescued," the dwarf loli yawned, appearing somewhat sleepy.

"By the way, don’t even think about escaping. In Nim Town, there’s a really formidable guy on guard; he’s the infamous bandit king Logue."

"You have no chance of escaping." As she finished speaking, she closed her eyes and began to rest, quite tired from the journey.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t be resting in Nim Town.

"..."

Letixia looked down at her bound hands, heaved a gentle sigh, and since her Magic Power was restrained, she couldn’t even eliminate the sleeping dwarf loli, let alone find a chance to escape; it was simply impossible.

Just because she could not kill the dwarf loli didn’t mean she had no way to kill herself, but... death was not an easy decision to make.

If possible, she wanted to die clearly, not cluelessly; if possible, she wanted to see Ahtal one last time.

Otherwise, dying like this would really be too regrettable.

...

...

Outside Nim Town.

"Cheers!" With mugs raised, several dwarves laughed heartily, "To celebrate this world that is about to burn!"

Then,

a flash of the sword passed.

Xi Mu emerged from the shadows; a mare was by his side. They approached the bodies of the several dwarves, one after the other.

"It should be here."

He flicked the Great Sword of Death.

"Partner, wait for me here for a while."

"..." The mare scraped the ground with her hooves, watching Ahtal enter the town and commence an assassination that was almost like art.

The followers of the Dusk Cult resting in Nim Town started to decrease unknowingly.

After a while,

Xi Mu flipped into an elegant mansion, infiltrated the master bedroom of the estate, and found the bandit king Logue, who was lying on a large bed with several mugs beside him, an arm around a dark-skinned dwarf woman.

Poor taste...

Thinking this, Xi Mu slowed his steps, concealed his presence, reached the side of the bed, and thrust out his sword, piercing the sleeping bandit king Logue and also sending off the dark woman in his arms, two lives with one blow.

Withdrawing the sword, blood stained the bedspread.

"Liquor and lust wear the body; it’s time... to quit drinking." Shaking off the blood on the Great Sword of Death, Xi Mu no longer hid his tracks and left the room.

In Nim Town, the most troublesome was bandit king Logue, who if were alert, his strength would be... well, not strong.

But bandit king Logue was prone to escaping and could also possibly seize Letixia and threaten him, so the best choice was a silent assassination.

To eliminate any possibility of unforeseen incidents.

...

...

Walking along the corridor,

Xi Mu arrived at a door, pierced the lock with the Great Sword of Death, and then gently pushed it open and walked in, only to see Letixia sitting by the side of the bed, her emerald eyes filled with vigilance.

However, once she confirmed it was him, she was surprised.

"The Saintess of Destiny said you were in danger." Xi Mu smiled, sat down by the bed, and the Great Sword of Death was stabbed into the ground beside the bed.

"Did I arrive... just in time?"

"Very much so." Letixia pursed her lips in a slight smile, her emerald eyes reflecting Ahtal, and said:

"If you had been a bit later, perhaps we might not have had the chance to see each other again."

"That’s not likely." Waving his hand as if joking, Xi Mu said, "I could go to Hell to find you."

"Suicide is not allowed in Hell." Letixia whispered with a soft smile, disagreeing with Ahtal’s willingness to find her in Hell, although she was very happy, she still highly disapproved of suicide.

On this world, what’s more terrifying than death itself is having no way to go to Hell, and those who commit suicide... have no way to go to Hell.

It is clearly written in the doctrines.

"Rather than taking your own life, it’s better to think of a way to pry open the gates of Hell." Xi Mu gently shook his head, then took out the Sword of Light.

He handed it to Letixia and said:

"Return what belongs to the original owner."

"You should keep it and use it yourself." Letixia shook her head gently, humorously watching Ahtal, "If you really wanted to return the Sword of Light to me, you wouldn’t have waited until now."

"..." Xi Mu did not answer, his palm caressing the Sword of Light, truly not intending to return it to Letixia.

"If I take back the Sword of Light, I will surely... die." Letixia’s eyes lowered as she said to Xi Mu:

"Too many people covet the Sword of Light, I simply cannot protect it."

Now, as Ahtal had become a famous hero, the reputation of the Sword of Light had also spread across the world; everyone knew it was extremely powerful.

This also meant that while the Sword of Light was safe with Ahtal, no one daring to snatch it from him, if it were to return to her hands, with the strength of the Iris Flower Kingdom, it was impossible to guard the Sword of Light.

All parties coveting the power of the Sword of Light would surely try everything to snatch it from her hands.

"Besides, you need the power of the Sword of Light, right?" Letixia said with a gentle smile, expressing her deep thoughts. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

In Ahtal’s current situation, there were many instances where he needed to use the Sword of Light, and if she were to reclaim it,

then Ahtal might encounter danger.

"Looking at the current situation," Xi Mu smiled, "even if you don’t take back the Sword of Light, it’s quite dangerous."

He glanced at the dwarf little loli pretending to sleep.

"Letixia, go to the Magic Kingdom or Sky City to seek asylum."

Letixia shook her head, "I still need to manage the Iris Flower Kingdom."

"However, your presence is a danger to the Iris Flower Kingdom, now it’s better for you to leave the Iris Flower Kingdom," Xi Mu stated the harsh reality, then swiftly changed his tone, "Let Fifine help you manage the Iris Flower Kingdom."

He smiled warmly.

"Fifine won’t seize power, unless she dares to face the wrath of the Magic Kingdom and Sky City; otherwise, she will remain a loyal subject of the Iris Flower Kingdom her entire life."

Letixia fell into thought.

However, Ahtal had no intention of saying more, being able to chat casually with Letixia was already a display of his affection for her, just like encountering a particularly beloved character, he could be slightly more patient instead of immediately pressing skip.

"You should leave here first." He stood up, drew the Great Sword of Death that was stuck in the ground, and as the sword’s glow flashed, the chains binding Letixia’s wrists were severed.

Then, he grabbed the dwarf little loli on the bed, and said:

"I still have very important matters to attend to, concerning several countries, no, perhaps even more countries."

He picked up the dwarf little loli by the nape of her neck.

"These guys have been causing me quite some trouble, aiming to unseal someone formidable."

"Alright, then you go get busy." Letixia looked out the window, concealing her disappointed expression, "Fifine and I can go back on our own."

"Mhm." Xi Mu replied, then walked towards the outside, while Letixia, listening to his departing footsteps, clenched her hands in the bedsheets, then closed her eyes, listening as the footsteps gradually faded.

Although she still wanted to talk more with Ahtal,

she could not allow her personal feelings to obstruct Ahtal, it was a rational decision she made, compared to the life and death of several countries... or even more countries.

Being sentimentally attached was clearly inappropriate.