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Chapter 159: A tool that no one cares about, but also likes to pursue sweet freedom

Julia understands Amy.

Amy has shadows of her past.

Julia thinks Amy is naive.

Because Julia was once naive.

Julia is unwilling to expose Amy. Julia thinks that Amy is still immature. Julia likes this rapidly growing junior.

Whether it's handling things or personal feminine charm, Julia is confident that she can surpass Amy.

That's exactly why she's here.

Amy needs to struggle with her destiny, but she doesn't.

"The year I was born, the person in charge of this power died on the battlefield. That battlefield has never been truly safe. Those guys are the most malicious guys in the world, even if they are completely crazy,

Lost my mind."

Julia's voice was very steady, her words were not as crisp and fast as usual, but she had slowed down her voice.

She hoped that Lord Ken could hear what she described clearly.

"I was born at that time, the first toy I touched was Knox's forbidden book, and the first stranger I saw was a god."

Her voice was very clear: "The officiant of Knox, my creator, she spent her own divine power to derive me. I am the user of that power, and teaching the saint etiquette is not...

Because I am good at etiquette, but in the experience of the Saint, she needed an officer to teach her etiquette."

Julia looked at Ken seriously. She was not as fragile as Amy.

When Amy talks about her heart, her hands will shake and tears will flow from the corners of her eyes.

She is an immature girl.

And Julia has been through a lot.

She had seen her colleagues die around her, and she had seen her creations block the gaps in the coast with their corpses one after another.

She was also a witness to Amy's mother's death.

She has seen a lot.

But she is nothing more than a tool of war.

Arrogant and indifferent personality.

Indifferent because of unfamiliarity.

Arrogance comes from imitation.

But this is her, Julia Emily.

Julia continued:

"After the evil beasts in the East China Sea almost ceased their activities, I lost my role, so I was transferred back to the front line and was once again responsible for the safety of the saint. But now, the chief priest seems to have forgotten me."

To her there was nothing to say about these things.

She didn't act coquettishly.

She was just describing.

Julia stopped describing.

Her life is so simple.

A tool that needs to be used, the priest of Knox is like this for the master priest, and she is the one who is used most thoroughly.

Julia looked at Ken seriously and asked:

"What do you think of my experience? I will be very happy if I get your evaluation."

Her eyes were serious.

Under her gaze, Ken's thoughts changed.

He had some understanding of Julia's experience.

Not long ago, she was like a blank slate.

Her arrogance and indifference were immediately shattered by the slightest contact.

But she's not completely blank.

She has enough depth in life.

She is smart.

And willing to accept reality.

So that quickly turned into a book.

She is very complex and has seen too many things in the past, making some of her views too mature, or utilitarian?

But Ken can believe it.

This is a very mature beauty.

Ken scratched his cheek and replied:

"I am not qualified to judge you, Miss Julia. Your life is much more exciting than mine."

Ken is not much of a critic.

To be honest, he is a practical warlock.

He is a blasphemer who blasphemes the evil God.

In a certain sense, it is also a machine for combat.

but……

"I think you are as mature and reliable as I remember you to be."

Ken said.

Julia nodded.

reliable.

This is what she would like Ken to say about her.

Ken had nothing bad to say about her past, and she knew he was not the kind of man to judge other people's pasts.

He is a good man.

He is the part she likes.

And she was willing to let Ken's impression of her change from the initial vigilance, suspicion, and strangeness to the reliable one it is today.

Moreover, she is willing to become more reliable.

Julia leaned forward gently and said seriously:

"Mr. Ken, you don't seem to be in the habit of drinking coffee. Were you doing something else and were interrupted?"

Ken's body was shaken.

Under Julia's direct explanation, he almost forgot the purpose of coming here.

I came here chasing the goblins!

He also needs to look for clues of the cultists' conspiracy in the city!

Julia continued to speak thoughtfully: "Just continue to do what you want to do. I can help you pay and clear away the coffee here."

Ken stood up, looked at Julia gratefully, and said, "Thank you, Miss Julia."

Julia tilted her head and showed a professional smile again. She put her hands on her belly, still like the professional maid.

In other words, in a sense, she was more open-minded than before.

Because Lord Ken's trust in her has deepened.

She spoke softly:

"If this makes you feel comfortable, I'm happy too."

"..." Ken's steps faltered.

Julia always hits the ball straight.

But she was always too direct, which made Ken confused about her true thoughts, and Julia could only blur the distance between them bit by bit.

The relationship between the two gradually and naturally became confused and took on Julia's color.

He slowly turned around, only to see that Julia had already sat on the table, looking at him upright, and the expression on her face returned to its original expressionless look: "Do you have any other instructions?"

"No...nothing." Ken turned and left.

Julia looked at Ken's back and smiled again.

It's her turn.

She is a true outsider.

The Holy Lady wants to destroy the officiant's sacrifice, Lord Ken wants to help the Holy Lady, and there is a storm brewing in the city, but it has nothing to do with her.

She also has an arranged life.

She has no complaints about her fate.

This tool of hers has been forgotten in a corner and no one cares about it.

And her soul is free to pursue what she wants.

"Here's a glass of warm milk." Julia looked at the fox lady boss who was still fussing not far away and shouted softly.

She doesn't like bitter things.

She likes sweet things.



The quiet Alik mansion.

This is the residence of Baron Alik.

The silence here has been broken more than once.
Chapter completed!
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