This time, its tone held none of its leisurely amusement, none of its affected theatrics.
"You might die."
Ye Buyu nodded. "I know. But if I don't go, I won't be able to accept it."
Knowing full well that the [Seedling Eater] was connected to her, she would never be satisfied if she didn't go.
Everyone was working toward victory. She had channels that no one else could access, so why couldn't she find things out a step ahead?
Besides...
Ye Buyu abruptly lowered her head and looked at Little Whale.
"Besides, surely my wonderful whale wouldn't abandon me, its priest?"
Little Whale closed its eyes, its voice full of cold detachment.
"What if I really do leave you to it?"
Ye Buyu kept smiling, but a trace of ruthless recklessness lay in her eyes.
"Then leave me to it."
Little Whale sighed, suddenly deflated, and threw its fins around the thigh of Ye Buyu's Spirit Body.
"I'm begging you, your highness! Please don't take the risk! I'm scared!"
Ye Buyu shook her leg.
"What are you scared of? I'm the one who'll die, not you. Whoever that person you saw was, what the hell does that have to do with me?"
At that moment, Ye Buyu was like a stubborn donkey refusing to work, ready to kick anyone who approached. Her tone was downright abrasive.
Little Whale burst into tears, wailing as though the sky were falling, utterly miserable.
What was it scared of? It was scared that if Ye Buyu died now, there would be no Ye Buyu later. Without the future Ye Buyu, no one would go back into the past to give it hope, and this world wouldn't exist.
It really was scared-scared that if this person died, the entire world's existing logical loop would collapse.