Really? I'm fighting the Dark Emperor.

Chapter 413 Human Forbidden Travel

He was certain that Xu Jinzhao was the person he knew.

Even though the conclusion was expected, Miya Xing still found the truth unbelievable.

The difference is both too small and too large.

The appearance of the little finger.

"Too big" refers to...appearance.

"Hmm," he nodded after a barely perceptible frown, "Go back and rest. I'll send someone out to look for her."

"Do you know where she is?"

After Carrington left, Mia asked her.

Xu Jinzhao's age looks almost the same as it would be hundreds of years later, but his appearance is completely different.

He had a vague guess in his mind, and considering Xu Xingchun's behavior after voluntarily entering the magic prison, he didn't ask any further questions.

"Hmm." Huangwu nodded, showing no intention of sending out Dark Soldiers to search for her. "She's with the Quark Clan."

After she finished speaking, she murmured softly, "Mr. Carrington is getting old."

It's as if Carrington suddenly aged.

Miya Xing didn't know what to say about this.

Indeed, he didn't need to say anything.

“When I don’t assign Xiao Jinzhao any tasks, she almost never goes out.” After casually remarking, she didn’t forget to clarify for Mi Yaxing, “Xiao Jinzhao only has one friend, and she went to see her friend.”

It might be a friend of Xu Jinzhao, and among the Quark Clan, someone he knew, Miya Xing could only think of one: "Kiki?"

"Hmm." Huangwu said calmly, "That elf likes her very much, she'll be fine in the Quark tribe."

If you don't take a detour, you'll pass through the territory of the Unteachables on your way to the Quark tribe.

The trouble was stopped by the elf cult leader's men long ago.

"Did you have Mr. Carrington do your hair before?"

He asked with such seriousness, and the words she was about to blurt out didn't stay on her lips; she thought about them for a while:

Yes, that's true.

Unfortunately, they encountered several Quark people, and even more unfortunately, they were recognized.

To make matters worse, it was windy that day, and the magic combined with the wind, leaving her hair all over her face.

“You told me that Mr. Carrington also knows a lot of ways to tie his hair.”

"Really?" Her impression of tying her hair up was still that her scalp would hurt afterward.

"Yes, you can give it a try."

Huangwu looked at him again, only then noticing his high collar: "Why are you wearing something so uncomfortable?"

She realized what it meant, then looked on in confusion: "No one here will talk about you."

Of course, Miya Star knew.

But that doesn't mean he has no sense of shame.

He coughed lightly twice: "I've suddenly come to like this style of dressing."

With little leisure time left, the newly replaced study materials on the table, like their predecessors, were not favored, and the wasteland became obsessed with unorthodox and shortcut methods of learning.

She got a bunch of books from the soul-calling shop, but she couldn't concentrate on the exam preparation materials; however, she was engrossed in the crash course.

It took her three days to finish reading the first and thickest book.

The last page of the book reads: There are no shortcuts to learning.

The large characters shimmered with golden light, and were dazzling the moment they were opened.

The irony was palpable, and the book lay peacefully in the fire.

Unable to summon the soul, she could only helplessly vent her anger.

More green dots appeared on the horizon, and Miya Star was told to try not to go out and to always use an umbrella if she had to.

This was the second time he had seen so many fluorescent lights.

Unlike the vibrant life he had witnessed on Destian, he only saw oppression.

"Is each point of light a Destian?"

"No." It was dazzling outside. Huangwu didn't like opening the window, but Miyaxing insisted on looking. She was saying goodbye to every piece of gold and every treasure she owned, and she didn't have the energy to fight him for the right to open or close the window, so she let him have his way.

"Young people have more energy after death, while older people have less. Specific data is not available for the Dark Clan at the moment."

It will be available in a few days.

"Oh, by the way, what's your opinion of Elder Laikos?"

Now she won't say that different times can't be used as a reference.

“Laikos…one cannot discuss the history of the development of magic in the Quark race without mentioning him.” Without a doubt, this elder single-handedly elevated the status of healing magicians across the entire Quark planet.

So what's the cost?

"When discussing... the changes in the Quark race's view of humanity, we cannot ignore him."

"Hmm?" Huangwu looked up from the golden light that filled his eyes.

“Yes, he has no magic; he’s a human through and through.” Miya Xing sighed. “The teacher said that from this point on, the Quark race became completely estranged from other magical races. When the Dark Emperor launched a large-scale attack, not a single magical race offered any assistance to the Quark race.”

The rise of healing magicians is not entirely a good thing for the Quark race.

At least for now, it's not the right time.

Once a group that has been oppressed for a long time is given attention, no one will be willing to go back to the days when everyone despises them.

Internal strife has begun.

The Dark Emperor will not suspend the Dark War because of internal strife on the enemy side.

Other magical races dared not approach a sacrificed ally to strengthen their own group.

Moreover, prior to this, the Quark race had already incurred the dissatisfaction of many magical races due to their arrogance.

It is unknown what role the elders played in this, what time and opportunity there was, and why Elder Vance did not stop the damage in time.

But he knew that Destian would soon win the war within his own tribe.

In just a few days, Laycus will die, as history has recorded, from the flames of vengeance.

"From then on, the Quark race resented and ostracized humans, and the law prohibited humans from appearing on Quark Planet." The people's discontent needed an outlet, "not only for ordinary humans, but also for the Quark race among human descendants who possess magic."

The ban was lifted by the Elders less than two hundred years later, but the "tradition" of contempt and disgust for humanity was preserved.

"Pretty impressive." Huangwu's praise was genuine.

Not long ago, she was still angry that she had worked so hard to benefit someone else.

Then, the other person stabbed him in the heart.

"All the achievements I've made through hard work over the years can't compare to a single small decision made by the elders of your Quark Clan."

She shook her head.

She sighed.

She felt she had been wronged.

"This is no small decision." Taking advantage of someone's misfortune, stabbing an ally in the back to improve their own medical capabilities...

It sounds like something only the Dark Emperor could do.

"This shows that this elder has been biding his time for many years, and his hatred extends beyond just the Destian tribe." Huangwu blinked. "Close the window, Elder Miya Star."

Her voice was soft: "'Firefly' falling in can easily cause chaos and disorder."