Soul-Slaying Girl: All the contracts I contracted are ancient divine weapons.

When Marianne gently touched Han Zhan's lips.

Han Zhan's eyelashes trembled slightly and he opened his eyes.

At this time, Marianne had quickly returned to her original sitting position.

"Are you awake?" Marianne cleared her throat and said calmly.

"Yes." Han Zhan nodded.

He was sure that the dream he had just experienced should be related to the thought stamp that was punched into his body.

But this doesn't seem like a method that Marianne can do.

If it was really Marianne, how could we explain the frightened Marianne in the dream?

He thought to himself, his face still expressionless.

Han Zhan was thinking, and Marianne was also looking at it.

When she was sure that the Han Zhan in front of her and the Han Zhan who appeared in her dream could not be the same person, she started talking to her slave for the first time:

"You were captured by Tukalu in the Uda Desert. You should be what they call a stowaway. Which planet were you born on?"

"Blue Star."

"Blue Star? Never heard of it." Marianne shook her head.

There are thousands of planets in one star field, and there are countless star fields in the universe. There are so many planets that I have never heard of, and Marianne doesn't care.

She continued to ask curiously: "What is the purpose of coming to Yongsha Star? Is it also to find the treasure of the Lord of Yongsha?"

Because of the mental seal, Marianne knew that Han Zhan could not lie.

Unless he can rise above the steel seal of thought and resist its erosion of thought.

But this is impossible.

"I am indeed here for the treasure of Lord Yongsha, but I am different from those greedy guys."

Han Zhan learned a little about making up stories under the influence of Li Lingzhen.

He made an impromptu decision to create a false identity for himself.

So he continued: "I am a scholar."

"The fall of the Lord of Yongsha and the legends about him fascinate me deeply. I want to explore the truth of history."

Well, this is the art of speaking.

The same search for treasures turned into exploring the truth of history after Han Zhan said it.

Sure enough, after hearing this answer, Marianne's favorability towards Han Zhan improved a lot.

"There is a library in my mansion. If you like, you can usually go there."

Faced with Marianne's promise, Han Zhan did not show much emotion. He nodded slightly to express his understanding.

Seeing him like this, Marianne, instead of being angry, felt that it was natural.

This is what a scholar should be like.

"Let's continue sleeping." Marianne nodded and gestured to the empty seat next to her with her eyes.

After saying that, she closed her eyes again.

It was actually "really" sleeping.

Seeing this, Han Zhan couldn't help but be a little confused. So what were her previous performances?

camouflage? Or simply not interested?

With these doubts in mind, Han Zhan lay on the bed. The soft bed soon made him feel sleepy and fell into a deep sleep.

After they all fell asleep, the dark steel stamp pattern quietly appeared again on Marianne's forehead and Han Zhan's chest.

……

"Run!"

In his sleep, Han Zhan held Marianne's hand and ran towards the endless nothingness.

Behind them is the familiar black mist beast.

They are rolling and surging, chasing after each other, sometimes condensing into an animal state, showing their fangs, sometimes breaking into smoke, gathering but not gathering, spreading everywhere.

"Why are we running?" Marian, whose hand was tightly grasped by Han Zhan, seemed a little shy and asked in confusion.

In the last dream, Han Zhan was like a god of war, taking care of these black mist beasts with just a few punches.

But in this dream, he didn't do that.

"Because violence doesn't solve problems."

Han Zhan's answer caused three questions to flash through Marianne's mind.

Violence can't solve the problem? It sounds about right. He is truly worthy of being a scholar.

In the dream, Marianne lowered her guard, which made their conversation simple and efficient.

"Why do you want to play yourself as a high-class lady who likes handsome male slaves? After getting along with you, I feel that this is not your true state."

Han Zhan asked the doubts in his heart while running.

This time, Marianne did not remain silent, but answered: "A weak woman cannot survive within the Allied Forces. I need to integrate into the 'circle' and maintain connections."

The circle Marianne mentioned should be the circle of upper-class ladies within the Allied Forces.

"They like all kinds of new and exciting things, which makes me feel sick. But in order to fit in with them, I have to behave."

"A horny young woman obsessed with handsome human race. This setting is the biggest concession I can make."

Marianne is forging a persona in order to stabilize her circle and connections.

This solved Han Zhan's doubts, but also gave him new confusion.

"The circles are different, why should they be forced to integrate?"

"You own Marianne's mansion, the largest castle in the city, and a group of subordinates who serve you. They should be the ones here to curry favor with you."

After hearing the question about the Korean War, Marianne was silent for a long time.

If it were in the real world, she would definitely not reveal anything and be tight-lipped.

But this was a dream, and the handsome man in front of her was the only hero in her dream, so she finally chose to let down her guard and reveal her true feelings.

"Power is a double-edged sword."

"A person sitting in a high position should always be vigilant to see if there is someone behind him who is coveting his position and wants to push him down at any time."

"And once he is pushed down, he will be greeted by an abyss." Marianne said.

"This is what my father taught me since I was a child. My father is the leader of one of the eighteen forces of the Allied Forces, but after the 'Mass' invited them to the main city, I never saw him again."

"Not long after that, the eighteen forces formed an alliance and transformed into the Allied Forces."

"Although the leader of other forces is gone, there are other right-hand men and children to inherit, but I can't. My father only has me as an only daughter."

An only child is destined to be coveted and despised.

That's why Marianne became perverse and tough, obsessed with desires, in order to develop a circle and make connections, always on guard against someone pushing her into the abyss.

The Korean War is no stranger to this kind of picture of internal disparity among forces, and the conflict between power and people's hearts.

He could relate to the pressure Marianne was under.

Han Zhan nodded and did not ask any more questions. Even in a dream, if you are too curious, it will also destroy the trust foundation between the two parties.

"Zhan, I can't run anymore." After a while, Marianne's voice came weakly.

She has reached the limit of her physical ability.

Without saying a word, Han Zhan picked her up and ran forward again.

Marianne's weight was nothing to him.

I ran like this for who knows how long.

In front of them, there was finally no endless nothingness.

A very large dark black steel seal appeared not far ahead.

Han Zhan could clearly see a lifelike animal carved in the middle of the dark black steel seal.

That's a hyena!