Miss Hero Must Die

The specifics of what I'm about to say are a bit complicated.

Ke Qi felt that he shouldn't rashly let the ship sail now.

I've tried rowing the boat with my own hands before, but it didn't slide. Now, suddenly, the boat is moving. This is a bit too sudden.

Ke Qi pondered for a moment, not expecting that the people he had rescued in the past could directly travel by boat to explore extraordinary powers. This seemed much more convenient compared to the troublesome situation he was in now.

He couldn't help but wonder what had caused his old acquaintance to fall and be replaced by this new era.

Moreover, it seems that the identity of the hero can regain some recognition from the Silver Sea of ​​the old era, and can also pilot the Silver Ship.

Is the old Silver Sea still standing today?

Or what exactly is the relationship between the old era and the new era?

Ke Qi suppressed these chaotic thoughts, believing that if he went to the academy, he might be able to explore something much deeper.

He pondered for a moment, waiting for Chtholly to perform a move that would allow him to proceed with his next action.

Chtholly gently propped her chin up with her hand, then placed her arm on the gunwale, as if somewhat shameless. She then spread her hands out flat, rested her head on the other side of the boat, and kept paddling her hands in the water, her tone somewhat helpless.

"Why can't we row this boat? How are we supposed to get to the place with the historical projections?"

Latilia also felt very strange.

She wanted to pilot the boat, but she could sense that she didn't have the authority to sail it, or that the gods were currently controlling her body and that the boat should be under their control.

But why isn't the god piloting this ship now? Is it because the god has some concerns? Latilia pondered for a moment.

Could it be that the gods are afraid of exposing this ship?

Latilia subtly glanced at Ctholly.

Latilia thought to herself: ………

This guy seems to be a silly roe deer.

Even if you were piloting this boat, she might still dance around and say: "Oh yeah, the boat's moving!"

Then, patting his shoulder with a heartfelt and endearing expression, he said:

"Latilia-chan, you must be so happy, right? Come on, let's hug each other and enjoy a romantic ride on this boat."

Latilia imagined the scene in her mind for a moment and thought it was very likely.

She already felt that she understood Chtholly's habits very well, and perhaps she would be able to deal with her well after she left the God.

Sure enough, Chtholly blew on the air like she was blowing bubble gum, and said with a look of utter despair:

"Latilia-chan, do you think we might be doing something wrong?"

Latilia tilted her head, looking somewhat curious.

"There's something wrong with how we're opening this ship. So tell me, what exactly is the correct way? Miss Hero, have you perhaps discovered the real, correct way to open this ship?"

Chtholly, with a look of confirmation, suddenly jumped up from the boat.

Fortunately, the boat is now sitting there very steadily, with no change in direction or altitude, and without any turbulence, just like on flat ground.

Latilia thought to herself: ………

Chtholly looked at Latilia with a shrewd gaze.

"Watch my performance; I'm sure I'll succeed. You'll then witness the true skill of piloting this boat."

Latilia hesitated for a moment.

Ke Qi looked at the interface.

Could it be that this player can give him a way out, allowing him to take control of the Silver Ship with a new reason?

Chtholly, of course, did not disappoint the two, jumping off the ship and throwing herself in front of Latilia.

Two little feet landed just outside the boat, touching the water.

The little feet that were previously covered in yellow sand are now washed and turned a pinkish-white.

Or rather, the reflection of a shadow in the water, rippled by the waves, seems to possess an even greater aesthetic appeal, much like the refraction of light.

Latilia hesitated for a moment.

Although she couldn't speak or move, she had a bad feeling. Was this guy up to something again?

That's quite possible. This guy is really outrageous; he might actually have come up with an abstract way of sailing a boat.

Regardless of how outrageous this guy's way of sailing the boat was, Ke Qi had to go and sail the boat now.

At this moment, Chtholly's head landed right in front of Latilia's two small feet. Unlike Chtholly's feet, Latilia's feet were not so pink and white, but rather a bit pink, with a delicate smoothness, like a strawberry-flavored Alpenliebe.

Or perhaps it was the strawberry-flavored soft candy with white sugar that Ke Qi used to buy in the corner stores when he was a child.

Isn't that just strawberry gummies?

Chtholly unconsciously raised her head, her mouth slightly open.

Wow, beautiful feet!

Latilia thought to herself: ………

However, Chtholly suddenly changed, her two little feet landing on the boat behind her, and her tone was very firm.

"Latilia-chan, now it's up to me to show you what the correct way to sail a ship is."

If Chtholly hadn't felt it was inappropriate given her status, she might have actually pinched Latilia's little feet.

With a determined look in her small mouth, she said to Latilia:

"Let me be the oar."

Ke Qi didn't turn around. What was this player thinking? What's a paddle? I almost didn't understand. What is this guy talking about?

What on earth is this guy mumbling about?

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Ke Qi was able to truly express his emotions as Latilia's emotions.

Latilia tilted her head slightly, rubbed her fluffy red bangs with her hand, and said something that seemed a little uncertain.

"Miss Hero, what are you talking about? What is a paddle? Where are we going to get a paddle?"

Seeing that Latilia was just as adorable as before, Chtholly opened her mouth slightly, looking very confident.

"And what do you see at the stern of our ship now?"

With a sense of foreboding, he placed his hands on the keyboard, controlling Latilia to raise her head.

At this moment, Chtholly gently placed her hands on the two gunwales of the boat, rested her head between Latilia's two little feet, and then started moving her two little feet at the stern.

Those two smooth little feet gently kicked the water backward, sticking out like a dog kicking back and forth.

Chtholly's voice was very joyful and very cute.

"Latilia-chan, let my legs be the oars!"