Capítulo 1094: Chapter 807: Temptation
“Are you nuts—”
Although Filly had wanted to say this for a long ti, she hadn’t expected to actually voice her thoughts in front of Ash.
In the small private room of Nebula University’s cafeteria, faced with Filly’s helpless rage, Ash turned his head to look at Rose next to him: “See, I said we shouldn’t add any awards, we should just give her the fashion award directly.”
Eating steak on the side, Vishi said fearlessly: “One award isn’t shocking enough, you should give her a few more, break the record for most awards won by a person, then put up giant banners on bus stops, online, and outside buildings, and announce her as the lead actress in your next movie, only then will she beco hugely famous. You all are too conservative now.”
“Exactly,” Ash patted Vishi’s pink-haired head: “Who knew you had sothing useful in your head besides bad ideas.”
“More like infamous!”
Filly felt like she was going crazy: “Seriously, Mr. Heath, are you shooting so prank reality show on ? I didn’t offend you, did I?”
“What’s the problem?” Ash was quite puzzled: “Isn’t it great? You’re famous now! And just call Ash.”
“But it’s infamy.”
The blonde girl let out a long sigh: “I don’t have the caliber to win an award, especially the one you personally added… Now everyone’s probably speculating whether I have a deep family background!”
Ash suddenly understood, nodding: “I get it. I’ll take care of the problem.”
Filly raised her head expectantly: “You’re going to cancel the award?”
“Rose, find a high-level work to put Filly’s na on it, let her rightfully win the award,” Ash said earnestly: “Create a buzz in the online forums and school blogs, report in a big way how hard Filly works, how talented she is, how she studies tirelessly even with a fever of over forty degrees, there can’t be any sar against Filly!”
“Okay.” Rose nodded.
“That’s not what I an!” Filly was exasperated, “I don’t want an award, I don’t want fa, I just want to graduate quietly and beco a regular clothing designer.”
“Understood.” Ash asked Rose: “Do I have any clothing brands under my na?”
“Only shareholding,” Rose replied: “But you can acquire one.”
“Good—”
“Not good at all!”
Filly slamd the table heavily, took a deep breath, and looked at the three people in front.
On the left was Rose, whose deep blue hair was so beautiful she could be a celebrity, her expressionless face making others feel inferior; on the right was the rogue Vishi in a lace maid dress, busy eating her third steak, whose hair was mysteriously pink, even though it was red last night.
In the middle, wearing casual clothes and looking innocent, was the man who even Nebula University’s committee advisor couldn’t handle, Ash Heath.
“You don’t like it?” Ash asked: “Reputation, status, honor, whatever you want, I can save you decades of struggle and take you directly to the finish line.”
“It’s not that I dislike it, just, Heath—”
“It’s Ash.”
“Ash,” Filly lowered her head, looking at her own chest, “These aren’t mine to deserve. Even if I get them temporarily, I won’t truly own them.”
The room fell into brief silence. The blonde girl felt a bit uneasy, afraid.
The unease was naturally because she had actually rejected the conditions given by the celebrity Ash, and fear stemd from Ash’s power—oh no, he might ask the Spirit Mage to brainwash , turning into a submissive piglet, or let the Necromancer turn into a corpse to slowly manipulate and transform.
And having been rejected, Ash will surely feel embarrassed, right? What if he lashes out and gets expelled from school? Or evicts from the apartnt? Or sends soone to abduct ?
Just as Filly’s imagination reached the dark room stage, Ash let out a long sigh.
“I said two days ago that I would give a sincere condition, but now it seems I’ve gone back on my words.” He took a bite of fiery La-La Fat, saying, “You’re a smart girl, you saw through my insincere conditions instantly.”
Filly was taken aback and quickly shook her head, “No, Ash, you really did offer good terms, it’s just I—”
“But they’re just vanity.” Ash said, “Whether it’s status, company or honor, you know it’s not earned by your own ability, you won’t gain a sense of security from it, nor feel self-worth. I initially hoped vanity would move you, but you possess the wisdom to resist temptation.”
Filly blushed a bit, “I’m not that great…”
“My situation is actually quite like yours. Similarly drawn into an unpredictable stage, similarly surrounded by imnse temptation.” Ash said, “I’m not really Ash Heath, you can consider a traveler who crossed over from a parallel world. You might not believe it, but several days ago I was a wanted fugitive nationwide, living precariously, fraught with danger, even had to snatch clothes from others just for a date.”
Filly thought, it’s not that I don’t believe you, since you have Swindler and Necromancer by your side, it’s obvious you can’t be a decent person… She couldn’t help glancing at Rose, who indeed remained expressionless as if not hearing Ash’s words.
Not just Rose, even Filly herself didn’t quite believe Ash’s words; it sounded too much like soone obsessed with creation suddenly gone mad, or character developnt from a sci-fi movie.
“I’ve felt like dreaming these past couple of days. Here I’m a respected successful person, people inviting for als exceed those I know, I have nurous influential followers, assets I can mobilize could buy half of Gashi, countless people admire and respect .”
Ash rested his left hand on his chin and said leisurely, “A few days ago I could only sleep outdoors, but now I can wake up comfortably in a big bed in a villa. If I say I never had any attachnt to this identity, that would be a lie. But do you know how I resist temptation?”
Filly listened intently, “How do you resist?”
“No need to resist.” Ash spread his hands, “Here, I can live the life of a successful person, but as long as I can survive and return, I can live the life of a King.”
“But didn’t you just say you were a fugitive!?”
“I’m a fugitive in one kingdom, but in another kingdom, I’m the Empress’s closest kin.” Ash blinked, “Temptation can’t be resisted, but it can be overshadowed by a higher temptation.”
“That’s why I’m recklessly squandering Heath’s wealth. After all, I will leave this world sooner or later, so everything in this world is like a mirage to , not worth lingering over or cherishing.”
“But it’s different for you. To you, this world is real.” Ash said seriously, “I’m very willing to slowly cultivate you, make career plans for you, arrange suitable trial posts for you, and gradually nurture you into an excellent, confident, successful woman — perhaps that is the best condition I can offer.”
“But I don’t have that much ti, so you just have to ask, and I’ll provide, be it honor, status, career, love, tell what can tempt you, and as long as Heath can do it, I won’t hesitate to offer.”
Filly was silent for a mont and asked in return, “What exactly do you want to do?”
“Fight for .” Ash said, “You might even die because of .”
Filly quietly clenched the tablecloth, “What’s the probability of death?”
“If luck is bad, there might be four teams like ours, and only one team will survive.” Ash said, “So the probability is… 80%.”
Filly lowered her head, her golden hair draping down to cover her face.
Seeing this, Ash sighed inwardly. He didn’t understand why Filly was a Demon, but being a Demon clearly didn’t affect her personality — she was ultimately just an ordinary young person.
She wasn’t a maniac, didn’t have any disabilities, nor was there an imminent crisis, who would participate in a ga with an 80% fatality rate?
Ash would rather Filly be a criminal sentenced to death, a conspirator, or a religious fanatic; though he didn’t want to admit it, he was indeed adept at dealing with scumbags, happily using whatever ans necessary when required. But with ordinary people like Filly, temptation was Ash’s last boundary, while coercion, brainwashing, and threats were thods he could use but couldn’t bring himself to deploy.
Beside him, Rose and Vishi were continuously giving him looks. The forr suggested being aggressive, like tying Filly up for slow training; the latter thought a gentler approach would work, simply capturing her and using hypnosis techniques for indoctrination.
“I agree to your terms.”
Filly’s answer surprised the three of them.
She raised her head and said seriously, “As long as you agree to one condition.”
“Na it.”
“I want to find my biological father.” Filly said, “That’s all.”
Ash nodded, he didn’t ask any more questions and signaled to Rose to note it down, “Anything else? Really, don’t be polite, eting your demands is my highest priority, I don’t want you to slack off in battle due to poor treatnt.”
“And…” Filly hesitated, “If possible, I hope you can help Senior Demir get the award he deserves.”
“Demir Vosloda?”
Ash blinked, he had long noticed this person because he had heard from Sword Maiden about the two Vosloda siblings; one was Felix, the other Demi. Demir was obviously the projection of Demi, but Felix’s projection seed to have disappeared, making Demir the only child with no younger brother.
According to Sword Maiden, Demi was extrely popular at Dazzling Star, so it wasn’t surprising that his projection Demir was admired by many in the Kingdom of Allstars. But compared to Demi, Demir seed less confident and even overly timid—if Heath’s Unison Chain intelligence was true, it would imply the genuine Demi had taken all confidence and bravery, leaving only self-doubt and weakness for the projection Demir.
Just as Nia was vigilant and irritable likely because the reality of Sword Maiden was overly tranquil and gentle.
“Do you like Demir?”
Filly’s face turned red as she hastily waved, “I don’t… I just can’t stand it; they are being too unfair, I want to support the Senior’s rights…”
“You want to protect him?” Vishi summarized after consuming his fifth steak, “Protection urges only arise among pets, partners, or family; they do not occur between friends because friends aren’t ‘your possession.’ The synonym for protection urges is possession, representing an unbreakable bond between you and the other party.”
For a demigod living their third life, a few words from Vishi were a dinsion-crushing blow to the 20-year-old Filly. Her face flushed to the point of dripping blood, shifting the topic awkwardly, “Ash, who are we going to kill?”
“For now, there is just one target, she should soon expose herself,” Ash said, “That’s why I’m eager to entice you— I genuinely don’t have much ti.”
“Who?”
“‘Death Mad’ Nia Sevi; you might know her, she’s—”
“Nia?” Filly was startled, “She… We attended the sa class, I let her copy my notes. You want to kill her?”
“No.”
Ash slowly shook his head, his eyes gentle, “I want to protect her.”
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