Hate Me, Miss Witch!

Why are you so interested in whether my buddy is a virgin?

Xia Ya, who was innocently lying at gunpoint, turned dark.

Now that his virginity has been confirmed, it won't work if he pretends to be a veteran in front of Xiao Ai and teases her.

This directly exposed the fact that he was also a master in theory, but a dwarf in action, and could only talk on paper.

And the other side.

Originally, after receiving the answer from the Holy Grail, a smile appeared on Sylvia's pretty face, but then her expression suddenly changed.

The moment the font of the question appeared on the surface of the Holy Grail of Knowledge.

The dim yellow color surges.

The solid dusk froze the air in the entire room and even the burning candles.

Sylvia's beautiful pale silver eyes were cold, her fingers were slightly raised, and the dusk light flickered in them.

After a long time, her frost-like white face calmed down slightly.

She took a deep breath and stared at the small Holy Grail. Her white fingertips outlined the pale golden Juanxiu calligraphy.

"I refuse to answer the question, but I can provide secret knowledge equivalent to the question."

"you?"

The small Holy Grail shook slightly, and the cup body also slowly revealed its answer.

"Only the secrets that I don't understand and are completely unknown can have the value of equivalent exchange."

"Young Throne."

"Even if you tolerate divinity, take control of some of the authority of the ancient gods, and carve out a path to the throne of your own, even in my opinion, you can be called amazing, but you are still too young after all."

"The history you have experienced is just a drop in the ocean since the birth of the main material plane."

The cup swayed slightly backwards, as if in a tactical retreat.

"Little girl, you don't understand, the most taboo and precious secret knowledge in your eyes."

"In front of me, it's actually worthless."

The coldness in Sylvia's beautiful pale silver eyes was even more intense.

The posture of this broken cup with its hands on its hips and its back really looks a bit too rough.

However, Miss Witch still carefully restrained her emotions.

Mainly because I had just directly stripped away the vitality of a legend, and seemed to be too strong in front of brother Xia Ya.

If she reveals her violent side too much, Sylvia is worried that Brother Xia will feel disgusted with her.

When Lemon Cat had been worried for so long, she finally confirmed that Brother Xia Ya was still a virgin... If she missed Brother Xia Ya's top spot because of her carelessness, she would really want to cry without tears.

Sylvia sat expressionlessly on the edge of the bed in the room, and Juanxiu's words continued to be sketched out.

"There is a true god-level item in the Black Tower..."

The cup shook from side to side, as if spreading his hands: "I knew it, next one."

"The weakness of the water elemental emperor in the elemental plane is..."

"Useless scrap knowledge, next."

"The Starcasting Dragon Clan was born..."

"Morning, no, next."

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Silent questions and answers continued.

The cup shook and recoiled more and more.

"Good guy, this B cup knows a lot."

Xia Ya was eating melon and observing secretly.

According to the secrets of the Western Continent described by Sylvia, this fake cup seems to be really not simple.

Because of the particularity of its existence, this holy relic has the ability to connect the astral world and the spiritual world, and can freely collect secret knowledge through revelations from the spiritual world.

In addition, the Holy Grail of Knowledge was born at the beginning of the emergence of arcana and wizards who do not know how long ago. It has gone through a long period of several eras, and the knowledge and secret intelligence reserves it has collected can be described as terrifying.

The knowledge that Sylvia proposed was already obscure enough that even other thrones might not know it, but it seemed worthless in front of this broken cup.

"If you can't exchange secret knowledge, then just answer the question."

The cup shook, and an arrow pointed straight at the Silver Witch.

"Answer quickly, I can't sleep at night."

Silvia had a stern face, and her white fingers pinched the pillow where Xia Ya had been lying before, and pale golden words were engraved on the white bed.

Char also focused his attention on it.

He was also somewhat curious as to what his eldest wife had done in the third-dimensional mezzanine of the sleeping plane attached to the White Tower, in the darkroom in the third room turning left from the entrance corridor on the sixth floor of the castle.

People who eat melon are ecstatic.

"I did nothing there but sleep."

"This is a lie."

"Okay." Sylvia took a deep breath: "I performed an occult ritual there."

The cup paused, and then the font appeared again: "What ceremony? Your answer is too vague and does not meet the standards of equivalent exchange."

Sylvia's beautiful eyes were filled with frost, and she was engraved word by word: "The familiar transformation ritual."

The cup shook his head: "It's too vague. Be more specific."

"In that secret room, I cut off part of my spiritual power and used occult rituals to transform half of it into a familiar that shared my consciousness and consciousness."

Sylvia's writing slowly paused, and the dangerous light in her eyes towards the cup was no longer concealed: "That's all, it's almost over..."

But the cup still didn't give up, still swaying from side to side: "It's not enough, it's still too vague, and more details need to be added! What is the familiar, what does it look like, and what did you do after you separated the familiar?"

I am Cao, is Ah Bei so brave?

Char looked at the Holy Grail that ignored the throne in shock.

Why don't you call it the Holy Grail of Knowledge? Just change it to the Prison Grail.

Although this holy relic is indeed magical and has the ability to obtain secrets from revelations in the spiritual world and astral world, Xia Ya knows very well that this thing is just a simple question and answer machine, but it has no combat effectiveness.

If not, the price of the Sands of Time of the Holy Grail of Knowledge would not be that much lower than the original "Black Grail" because it lacks the power to transform "omniscience" into "omnipotence".

And the Sylvia it provoked is a throne. Are you really not afraid of being killed by the master of the White Tower with a word of spirit?

However, he could sense Sylvia's unconcealed murderous intention, but the cup still had no intention of stopping, and even turned it over without any scruples.

According to Char's understanding as a beast master, this should mean that lions, cats, and dogs have their bellies in the air and are being slaughtered by each other.

It's just that this action, made by a cup, is a bit abstract.

"Little girl, you can also break me in front of the boy next to you, as long as you are willing to bear the change in the boy's view of you after breaking me."

The badly placed cell cup makes him look quite confident.

"Of course, the moment you break me, I will put the answer to the question you are unwilling to answer into the star realm and broadcast it to all the legends and star creatures in the star realm."

Sylvia clenched her silver teeth.

And Xia Ya couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

He discovered that the Holy Grail of Knowledge was so weak even though it had no power, yet it could be spread for several epochs without being broken into pieces... The most important thing is that, although it had no power, it could guarantee that every exchange of equal value would be successful. If it is completed smoothly, there is no need to worry about the other party running away. There is indeed a reason for this.

It is said that words are like knives, and black history can really kill people.

And holding the holy grail of knowledge about other people's dark history is like holding the button for nuclear weapons, the kind that comes with its own cradle system.

It directly entered the era of deterrence.

However, this kind of foreplay and dialogue did make Xia Ya very interested in the secret that Sylvia has always refused to answer directly.

Sylvia looked at the cup and then at Char.

After a long time.

Those beautiful pale silver eyes showed a calm disregard for life and death, as if they had transcended life, death and reincarnation.

Finally, the weak and listless handwriting slowly appeared in mid-air.

"In that dark room, I used the familiar transformation ritual to separate a familiar that looked like a white cat. It was also a spiritual incarnation that was connected to my heart and touch."

"Then, I sent the demon to the Imperial Capital."

"During the time when I stayed at the White Tower headquarters and dealt with the specific matters of opening a branch, every time my spiritual incarnation came to sense, I would hide alone in the secret room in the attached plane."

"Then I lay on the bed, rolling around on the bed alone while feeling the sensations coming from my spiritual incarnation."

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PS: There are still two updates in a row today. .