"You... don't belong to this era!"
Mase's voice trembled, and his glasses gleamed as though he had glimpsed some priceless treasure.
As an expert in the study of the Society for Historical Studies, he too had noticed what was different about Connie!
Compared with a living person who had stepped out of a different history, what did a mere 'History Stele Inscription' recording a few fragments amount to?
Mase immediately decided to capture Connie alive. This would be a prize far more precious than any ancient relic!
He adjusted his glasses and put on what he believed was a kindly smile. "Madam, please don't worry. I'm not a bad person!"
"Try saying that while looking at these corpses."
Connie pointed at the bodies lying in pools of blood on the ground, saying bitterly, "I originally thought the Invis of this world might be a little better, but now I know—you're no different at all! You're all evil bastards!"
"Don't be like this!"
Mase looked at the alchemical bombs in Connie's hands. It was not that he feared being hurt himself; he was simply terrified that one slip on her part would destroy this precious living document of history...
"I don't want to hurt you." Mase put on a fierce expression, intending to frighten Connie.
Since she refused to see him as a good person, he could only be the bad guy. "If I can't have you alive, then I'll kill him!"
Mase pointed at Shahrukh. Having weathered many storms, he had already noticed the difference between the two of them.
"Fine, I'll go with you... but you have to let Shahrukh go!" With her weakness exposed, Connie could only grit her teeth and agree. She said to Shahrukh, "I'll keep an eye on him here. Run!"
"No, I can't leave