Their world doesn't need gods.

Chapter 210 Alfred’s Schemes and Conundrum (2)

"Although they do have unique personalities, isn't it a bit too much to say that they are dangerous?"

"Stop changing the subject!"

Cheryl demanded, glaring at Alfred.

"Okay, okay. If you can, just think of them as my cheat codes. After all, in novels or comics, doesn't the protagonist always have cheat codes when traveling through time?"

"Tsk, you don't trust me. Forget it, I don't trust you that much either."

A trace of disappointment and loneliness flashed across Cheryl's face, and she muttered unhappily.

It wasn't that Alfred didn't trust her.

If Alfred was just explaining Luna and the others, he would have to explain to Cheryl his four past lives...

Well, no matter how you think about it, this matter cannot be explained in just a few words, right?

And whether Sheryl believed it or not was another matter.

"By the way, besides asking about those girls, I have something else to tell you."

Sheryl said.

"whats the matter?"

"According to Roderick, the game he played in his previous life contained some unusual cheating items. I think we should try to find and recover those items. Maybe there's something useful among them."

Cheryl showed a somewhat regretful expression and continued.

"But Roderick was surprisingly alert, and I couldn't find out any detailed information about the items. Plus, I didn't lend him money recently, so he started to distance himself from me."

"Hmm? Why did you lend him money? Are you interested in supporting a loser?"

Seeing that Cheryl felt guilty about something, Alfred made a joke to ease the atmosphere.

"Hey, stop talking nonsense to me!"

Cheryl raised her fist and hit Alfred's shoulder twice.

"It hurts. I was wrong. That was just a joke."

"For someone as strong as a monster like you, this shouldn't hurt at all."

Cheryl curled her lips and complained in dissatisfaction.

"Okay, stop messing around and let's get serious. I don't think we need to force the props that Roderick mentioned."

Alfred said with a serious look.

"Among those props, I think many were arranged by the Antonio you mentioned. If there are props that can reversely control the user's mind, it will be troublesome for us to get them."

“…I understand. But is it okay to just leave it alone?”

Cheryl thought for a moment and asked. Although she accepted Alfred's opinion, she still found it hard to let it go.

"What does it mean?"

"I mean, don't we have to stop Roderick from getting those items?"

"I'll find a way to keep an eye on him and make sure that no props that could cause trouble for us fall into his hands. As for the rest, just let Roderick be."

Alfred shrugged his shoulders and answered in a very cold tone.

"Just like Roderick hates me, I can't say I like him. I don't have much energy to waste on him. As long as he doesn't cause us any trouble, even if he uses some dangerous tools to destroy himself, that's his business."

"you……"

Cheryl showed a complicated expression, pursed her lips and didn't continue speaking.

"What's wrong with me? Do you think this idea is cold? But like you, I am actually a very weak person.

It's already very tiring just to take care of the important people around me. I don't have the time to waste my time on insignificant people, not to mention that idiot Roderick might even consider me an enemy."

Alfred said. He deliberately put on a playful expression in front of Cheryl.

"How about it, are you completely disappointed in me?"

"Not at all! You really are a scumbag who doesn't live up to my expectations. I really hate you. There's nothing else to do. I'm going home today!"

Cheryl said angrily, turning around and leaving.

"Alas~ Al, you are still the same. You are such a difficult man."

Christina appeared behind Alfred and sighed helplessly and dumbfounded.

"Christina, you're here. Eavesdropping on other people's conversations is not a good thing."

"I know that, but if the target is you, then there is no problem. Do you need me to send out my followers to monitor that guy named Roderick?"

She summoned her scythe, spun it around, and sat on it.

The sickle automatically activated its magic, floating in the air and supporting Christina's slender and graceful body.

"I'll leave it to you first. I'll find another way to monitor that guy later."

"Well, you can thank me later. But... although he describes himself as a cold-blooded guy, Al is actually an idiot who is too idle to care about others."

Christina raised her eyes and looked at the crescent moon that was peeking out.

"What does it mean?"

Alfred asked back, pretending to be stupid.

"Still playing dumb. The girl is feeling guilty about something insignificant, so you're trying to resolve her inner conflict. But your method is really clumsy, just like mine at that time."

"Well, I think I'm speaking from the heart. I don't care what happens to Roderick. Even if he is deceived by a bad god, he is the one who makes the final choice and faces tragedy."

Alfrid shrugged his shoulders and said nonchalantly.

"Even if they encounter misfortune because of this, it is not my business. Besides, it is all the fault of the person who was deceived."

It was clearly a case of victim blaming, but Alfred deliberately said it in a righteous manner.

Christina felt angry and couldn't help but raise her beautiful eyebrows.

"You mean to say that I was deceived by you and suffered so much so far, and all of this is my own fault?"

Alfred didn't answer, but responded to Christina's question with a smile.

"It seems like you want to be reincarnated immediately."

Christina jumped to the ground and swung the scythe that was more than two meters long.

"Wait, wait a minute, I was just joking."

"Hmph~ Even in a place like this, you haven't changed at all. Even if you've been reincarnated, you're still that annoying guy who doesn't know what's going on in your head."

Christina snorted coldly and put down the sickle.

"Hey... why did you chase me here even at the risk of your own death?"

Alfred asked with a sad face.