Really? I'm fighting the Dark Emperor.

Chapter 411 Teeth Marks

Without giving the newly arrived conclusion a second thought, like a patient about to receive an injection, he covered his eyes with his hand, refusing to look at her.

"Are you happy?" Her hand was pulled away, and she looked down at him, not at all bothered by how tiring the position was. "Does this count as consent?"

"Ah."

The voice was not loud.

I'm not sure whether this confirmation refers to the first question or the second.

Huangwu didn't even think to ask him that.

She just found it strange: "Why don't you dare look at me when you're emotional?"

Miya Xing did not answer. He knew that the scroll he had painstakingly transformed for her was gradually taking effect, but its scope of effect was currently still deviating from his purpose.

This was a difficult question to ponder, so instead of thinking about the answer, he asked her, "Have you ever heard a saying?"

"Go ahead."

"It's called 'The villain dies from talking too much'."

She was stunned for a moment, then chuckled softly, appearing very agreeable: "Okay, I won't say anything more."

Thinking back, compared to many dark generals, she was much more reasonable, but she rarely had such a sharp tongue.

It's also possible that it's just his biased perspective.

I can't tell the difference between the stars.

"I want to leave a mark on you, it might hurt a little bit."

As she said this, she used one hand to press Mi Yaxing's hands onto the bed, above his head.

"I still need to see people."

He neither agreed nor disagreed.

It was a very subtle answer, and Huangwu felt that he was seducing her.

"No one dares to say anything about you, and you can also choose not to see anyone."

And she just happened to be seduced.

He leaned down, as if asserting his sovereignty: "Miya Star, you are mine."

Yes, she would say the same thing to her beloved gold coins, but in a much more affected tone.

Just then, the pain struck. He frowned, trying his best to suppress it, but gasps and soft sobs still inevitably escaped from his throat.

Blood seeped from her neck, and a dark aura seeped into the wound. The stinging sensation lingered long after she had bitten it.

I'll be wearing stand-up collar clothes for a long time now.

The indoor lighting was not very bright. As Miya Xing looked at her, the mission suddenly popped into her mind.

—The only path currently available that leads him to leave safely with her.

Could it be true?

Her Adam's apple bobbed once and then obediently returned to the spot where the teeth marks had been. She had no idea what Mi Yaxing was thinking. She looked at her masterpiece with satisfaction, and the feeling of being suspended in mid-air, unable to go up or down, vanished in an instant.

It's as if I've been suspended by an invisible thread all along, and now I'm finally standing on solid ground, able to catch my breath.

"Ok?"

Something flashed through her mind, too fast for her to grasp.

Never mind if I can't think of anything.

Ignore the subtle unease that arises in your mind and return your attention to what you are doing.

Her fingertips touched his chest; she remembered that this was where the reaction was most intense the last time she tried to use magic directly on him.

"Star of Wisdom, was your totem once here?"

It's an interrogative sentence, but the tone is very certain.

A restless emotion began to rise again, attempting to control her behavior.

Forcing herself to suppress her emotions, she did not immediately begin to act.

"Give me some more of your driving tickets."

"You don't suspect I have ulterior motives anymore?"

His voice was hoarse.

The desolation remains silent.

She was in the wrong.

And they don't have the mental space to think about how to reply.

"My scrolls and magic are designed to target dark energy; you can't handle absorbing too much."

"What does it matter?"

She looked indifferent, while Miya Xing remained silent.

So her disregard for her own life didn't stem from the Dark Emperor's magic.

"No."

……

As the green energy drifting from the sky gradually increased, the Dark Emperor received the news much later.

No one knows what the Dark Emperor was thinking between receiving the news and convening the meeting.

However, at the meeting, he was not as angry as Huang Wu had imagined.

He made the bold statement that he would make the Quark Clan too busy to care for themselves, turning the Moe Academy into an isolated island.

While she was daydreaming, Huangwu overheard the Great Emperor saying that summoning souls didn't require a teacher's license, and that the Quark Clan was in chaos, and so on. He talked a lot, but in short, he didn't mention her at all.

A qualified subordinate should learn to ask the boss questions on their own.

She is certainly a competent subordinate.

"Don't I need to be a teacher?"

Is there no need for her to go undercover, or does the Emperor have some other arrangements for her?

To be honest, she was a little reluctant to go.

Ever since Miya Xing gave her some purification scrolls and memory fragments, memories that had always existed but had been completely ignored were dug out of her mind again.

So much so that the more she thought about the past, the more she felt like a fool whose brain was fogged up, a complete fog inside.

Damn it, I fought a battle and survived the Quark Clan, but when I dragged myself back injured, I was tricked by the Dark Emperor.

The purification was incomplete, and thoughts of loyalty to the Dark Emperor would occasionally pop into her mind. Connected to this was the urge to kill anyone she deemed detrimental to the Dark Emperor's plans.

Miya Xing refused to provide her with more purification scrolls, no matter how much she asked.

However, lying in her arms, the feeling of manipulating someone was subtle and pleasant.

He said the Dark Emperor would discover this and tell her that once she was completely purified, she would return to a state of being fully controlled again.

Using his mind-reading ability, she finally understood why the Soul-Calling General always liked to listen to other people's thoughts, whether there was a reason or not.

Mind reading showed that he was not lying.

She didn't think someone who could read minds would need to specifically train to control their thoughts and guard against their own magic.

That must be a lot of free time.

So she believed it.

Now all I can do is endure the annoying noise and the urge to kill.

Waves of frustration surged within me.

“No, desolation, you will enter as a student.” The Dark Emperor looked at her, his scrutinizing gaze scanning her from head to toe like a scanner. “The Soul Summoning Society will enter the Moe Academy months before you, and you will follow her.”

The Dark Emperor did not specify when that would be.

You have to constantly fight with yourself, leaving no room for thinking about the hidden meaning behind it.

She fits the description of someone completely controlled by the Dark Emperor and obedient to him.

It feels great to control others, but it feels terrible to be controlled like that.

No, that's not how you calculate it.

She won't hypnotize Miya Star, nor will she bother people with her broken voice.

She prefers to see someone do things willingly rather than control them.