Chapter 308 - - 306 Soaring Acting Skills_1

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"Where is the person who hired you?" Duge asked.

"In the woods over there," the farmer said. "He told me to bring anyone who agrees to cooperate."

"Let's go, lead the way," Duge, having sheathed his sword, ordered.

The farmer, trembling, stole a glance at Duge, bent down to pick up two baskets of peaches from the ground, and started to lead the way.

Duge signaled to the daydreaming Luo Shuang.

Snapping out of it, Luo Shuang gave Duge an awkward smile and quickly followed. She couldn't help but glance at the cut on the farmer's face left by Duge.

The characteristics of the Heavenly Demon, as described in the announcement, wouldn't leave her mind.

The seriously wounded Leng Shi had suddenly let her go, his injuries healed rapidly, his blood pouch, the undercover, his extensive knowledge, and the moment he turned away after seeing the blood check at the city gate...

A series of clues in her mind formed a line, pointing to one truth---the Heavenly Demon.

Her newly sworn-in cheap master was very likely a real Heavenly Demon who had taken over a body.

Before, the story concocted by Leng Shi sounded flawless, but something felt off. When she imagined him as the Heavenly Demon, everything became flawless.

Heavenly Demon?

Her master was a chaotic Heavenly Demon!

Luo Shuang's heart raced, thumping wildly. She kept stealing glances at Duge, at a loss for what to do.

"Princess, what's on your mind?" Duge, with his keen senses, noticed Luo Shuang's odd behavior right away.

He had realized he might have exposed himself when she saw the announcement.

But Duge didn't care much; he believed that the disciple he had personally trained wouldn't be so foolish. Now it seemed he might have overestimated her.

"Nothing much," Luo Shuang forced a smile and said evasively, "I was wondering what the Heavenly Demon will look like. I've never seen a Heavenly Demon before!"

"Neither have I," Duge replied, looking at the farmer's back. "Perhaps we'll have to strike the Heavenly Demon with a couple of swords later to see if what the announcement says is true, that they heal quickly and can only be killed by beheading..."

The shoulders of the farmer carrying the load trembled involuntarily.

Watching Duge, who seemed so natural, Luo Shuang entertained the thought that he might not be the Heavenly Demon for a fleeting moment.

Too natural.

Perhaps she should casually strike him with a sword to verify her judgment...

What could his trigger word be?

After talking for so long, I still don't know what your opinion of the Heavenly Demon is," Duge's calm voice seemed to come from the distant sky, like a lightning strike that jolted Luo Shuang awake. Suddenly, she came to her senses.

That's right!

Why bother wondering if He Xu is the Heavenly Demon?

Wouldn't it be better if he was?

With no factions entangled behind him, approaching her with no hidden agenda...

Even if there was an agenda, it currently seemed to be in her favor.

Otherwise, who else could she rely on in this world?

Moreover.

If it weren't for Leng Shi being possessed by the Heavenly Demon, she would no longer exist in this world.

Indirectly, He Xu had saved her life...

"To assist," Luo Shuang pondered for a moment and then said, "Master always said that everything has two sides, yin and yang, even a woman can hold up half the sky, and it was this saying that inspired me and gave me the courage to seek revenge.

I believe the same is true for the Heavenly Demon. Not all Heavenly Demons are necessarily evil; whether a knife wounds or saves lies with the one who wields it. If a Heavenly Demon helps me reclaim the throne, I don't mind joining forces with them to rule Qingwu Country."

"Such a pupil is indeed worth teaching!" Duge nodded, Luo Shuang's speech was undoubtedly a stance made clear to him, and he was pleased she had reacted so quickly. It meant his days of teaching his disciple were not in vain. He smiled, "Old man, much farther to go?"

"My good sir, not much farther," the old farmer replied.

“Our princess has already made her stance clear, old man. Don’t you have something to say?” Duge asked with a smile.

“The old fellow is dull-witted. I don’t understand what you’re talking about,” the old farmer said timidly.

“There’s no Heavenly Demon over there, right?” Duge sighed and said, “Nowadays, in Chongming Country, everyone is calling for the head of the Heavenly Demons. Which Heavenly Demon would willingly place their life and fortune in someone else’s hands? Hence, leading us there, at most you would find some traces of people having stayed. Do you think what I said is correct or not?”

“Good sir, that person really gave me ten pieces of silver…” The old farmer put down his basket of peaches and pointed helplessly at the wound on his face. “Moreover, the proclamation states that Heavenly Demons heal very quickly. If I were a Heavenly Demon, this wound would have healed by now.”

“Mr. Heavenly Demon, even the princess has noticed. Your acting is indeed rather poor. Ordinary people wouldn’t listen to the princess’s title and walk away without turning their heads,” Duge shook his head and smiled. “Who do you think her earlier words were meant for?”

“…” Luo Shuang.

“Who exactly are you?” The old farmer sighed, put down the basket on his shoulder, and his stooped figure straightened a bit. He looked at Duge with confusion and asked.

“Sir, she is Luo Shuang, the fugitive princess of Qingwu Country, and I am her master, He Xu.” Duge bowed again towards the old farmer and said, “The people from Dragon Teeth are hunting us. Just now, we saw an assassin from Dragon Teeth at the gate of Datong Town, so we avoided entering the city and didn’t expect to be mistaken for Heavenly Demons by the gentleman. I think this is probably fate!”

Just now, the princess clearly expressed her attitude towards the Heavenly Demons. Although Her Highness is a woman, she possesses a heroic spirit and ambition that match any man’s. If sir could indeed assist us in restoring our country, there will surely be a place for you in Qingwu Country."

“I ask for your help, sir,” Luo Shuang followed with a bow, sincerely beseeching the old farmer.

“Qingwu Country? Fugitive princess?” The old farmer furrowed his brows and asked, “Can you tell me exactly what happened?”

“So it turns out you really are a Heavenly Demon?” Duge’s voice could not hide his excitement.

“…” The old farmer was stunned.

Duge smiled awkwardly, bowed again, and said, “Sir’s actions don’t match those of the Heavenly Demon mentioned in the proclamations, and your wound has not healed quickly. Actually, I was just trying to deceive you, sir. Please forgive me.”

Damn!

The old farmer’s face changed instantly. Looking at Duge, he shook his head and said, “Mr. He is worthy of being the Imperial Master. Wu Chang is no match for you.”

As he spoke these words, his facial wound healed rapidly.

Watching the wound on his face heal so quickly, Luo Shuang couldn’t help but widen her eyes. Standing next to two Heavenly Demons with the equivalent of eight hundred scheming hearts, she suddenly felt as innocent as a fool.

For the moment, it seemed her master was the more formidable one, playing the other party like a fiddle, without the other party realizing anything.

“Mr. Wu is too modest. In fact, we are also desperate, seeking a cure in our panic,” Duge looked at the healing wound, paused momentarily, then regained his composure, performing his micro-expression to perfection.

Afterward.

While guessing the other party’s keywords, he narrated the current situation of the two of them in complete detail.

Alien Warriors who take over a body indeed retain memories.

Some unlucky ones lose their memories, but those are the minority.

This time, Pan-Universe Entertainment changed the rules, allowing everyone to take over bodies at random.

The memories of the takeover targets are limited by their own experiences, so even if they retain memories, they might not be useful.

It would be manageable if it were an assassin.

The one who took over the old farmer might just have memories of mundane things like farming or feeding cattle, probably only aware of the world within his immediate three acres.

Forcing him to comprehend the significant events of the whole world in just a few days would decidedly be difficult for him.

“…That’s roughly the situation,” Duge said. “Currently, the princess has only me left as a guard, and the assassins from Dragon Teeth are everywhere, blockading us to prevent us from going to Chongming Country to seek reinforcements, and we’re going to Qinglan Sword Sect for help. The proclamation said that Heavenly Demons have Divine Skills that can disrupt the world. If sir could help us through this difficult moment… No matter what sir asks, we will agree…”

“I ask Mr. Wu for your help,” Luo Shuang once again bowed to the old farmer, promising, “Sir, if Luo Shuang can reclaim Qingwu Country and avenge her father and brothers, I am willing to grant you the position of State Preceptor.”

The old farmer facing Duge and his companion held their breath reflexively. Helping the princess reclaim her country—is that the main storyline of this Alien Battlefield?

Is his luck that good?

Just like that, he could stumble upon two big fishes?

“Mr. Wu, Mr. He knows this matter is quite difficult. If you are unwilling to help, we won’t force you, but we do ask that you keep our secret…” Duge spoke humbly, but his hand quietly grasped the sword hilt, ready to silence anyone who refused.

What a tough nut to crack!

The intelligence of the natives is too high.

The old farmer glanced at He Xu, then at Luo Shuang, and made a quick decision. He knelt on one knee, cupped his hands, and said, “Princess, Mr. He, I am grateful for the high regard of you both. Wu Chang is willing to serve the princess with the loyalty of a dog or a horse.”

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