I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World

Chapter 777: Chapter 468: No Hope, Await Death【4000 Words】_2

Mr. Clark quietly raised his hand with a bit of embarrassment.

That was close. He almost blurted out ‘kid’s mom’.

A slip of the tongue.

Nora Camp was taken aback at first, her cold facade instantly dissolving. Mimicking Harrison Clark, she awkwardly waved back, “Hi… nice to meet you, Lord Sage.”

She was also wondering, not quite understanding why Harrison Clark was discussing individually with each of them in descending order of status. But when it was her turn, he first sent Mr. Green and Martha Owen away, leaving her alone last.

What was his intention?

Did he have some top-secret mission to entrust to her?

Could she handle it?

Nora’s mind was spinning, madly analyzing Harrison Clark’s intentions.

Harrison Clark really wasn’t prepared at this moment either.

He had kept her around, but what should he say now?

If he were to go by his deepest desires, he wanted to step forward and squeeze her hand, to see if it had become rough.

But he now knew that Nora wasn’t an Informed Guide, so stepping forward uninvited might scare her or psychologically pressure her into compliance based on his Lord Sage status.

That would defeat the point and be rather inappropriate.

Having given some thought, Harrison Clark decided to use a title that was friendly but not overly presumptuous, subtly narrowing the distance between them.

He pondered and decided to address her by her name alone.

“By the way, I have a question for you. I noticed in your personal files that you’re single, what’s the reason behind this? Nora, I’d like to know…”

Clink clank!

Smash!

Nora didn’t catch any of the words that followed afterwards.

Her mind exploded like the roar of a thousand thunderbolts, leaving only two words.

“Sweetie!”

Before Harrison Clark could finish his sentence, Nora’s projection immediately disappeared from the square, leaving Mr. Clark staring perplexed at the empty square.

What just happened?

Where did she go?

In the Third Marshal’s office lounge, Nora sat abruptly upright on the bed, her face flushed beetroot red.

Nora clutched her face. It was burning hot, from her forehead to the base of her neck, as if she could boil water.

She held her chest tightly, feeling as if her heart would leap out.

Her mind was completely blank.

What did Lord Sage just call me?

“Sweetie!”

Honey?

Oh my God!

This…

Can’t be possible, right?

He was calling me ‘Nora,’ right? Using my name, right?

That’s not right either.

He first took note of my marital status, knew I was single, and was even curious about it.

So, he must be interested in me.

The pronunciation of Tian is second tone, not first tone.

So he must be calling me ‘Nora’.

I…what should I do about this?

I never thought about this before!

What should I do if he really needs me?

Are my genes compatible with his?

Can we successfully have offspring?

What would the child look like?

What should we name it?

Wait…

What’s…happening to me?

Hold on, why did I “log off” suddenly?

I hadn’t replied to him yet.

He could be angry, right?

Harrison Clark was indeed angry.

He turned back angrily and glared at Star, “Did you kick the person offline? What’s wrong with you? I hadn’t finished talking!”

Star rolled his eyes, “Please don’t see me as being so petty, I don’t understand your human jealousy. She herself had a surge in heart rate a moment ago, which triggered the automatic protection mechanism of the neuro-linker and forcefully woke her up.”

Harrison Clark scratched his head, “Oh, I see. Really now. How impetuous even though she’s the Third Marshal. Am I so charming?”

“Please, you should be self-aware. You are a great sage idolized by humans for the past 1100 years. The Third Marshal and you had a strong resonance at first sight, you called her sweetheart as soon as you met, and then got Honey as well. Who could withstand that? Ugh, it’s so disgustingly cheesy.”

Harrison Clark was dumbfounded, “Wait, didn’t I call her Nora?”

Star played the recorded voice with a pop sound.

Harrison Clark listened carefully, indeed his pronunciation just now had a bit of a problem, his voice was trembling. The “Tian” sounded like the second tone more than the first.

That was a bit awkward.

“So what now? Is it possible to pull her back in?”

Star: “Forget about it. She’s been asleep for a few hours now, are you going to force her to sleep again?”

Harrison Clark thought for a moment, “Then can we send a piece of text information over via a secure private channel?”

“Yes.”

Harrison Clark began to write a love letter: “Dear Comrade Nora Camp, I apologize for my pseudonymous pronunciation earlier. I truly admire your combat style and talent. If you have time in the future, we can play Chess together, which will help improve your cognitive abilities.”

“Alright, Star, please pass the note to her.”

Star continued to roll his eyes, “You’re such a pervert. You’re definitely not thinking about playing chess, but warming up exercise.”

Harrison Clark was furious: “Judging others by one’s own measure! Where did my once pure, kind and honest Star go? How did you become like this? Be serious, you’re standing in front of Lord Sage!”

“Pfft.” Star spat to the side, “Sorry love, I myself don’t know how I ended up with this kind of functioning. If I’m upsetting you, should I self-destruct and get you a new one?”

“Cough, cough.” Harrison Clark quickly waved his hands, “No, no. It doesn’t need to be that way, I was just kidding.”

Star: “Seriously, I’ve studied history, and I’ve analysed why Nora could attain rapid advancement in a short time in the past timelines. You impregnating her did contribute greatly. Moreover, playing chess truly does help. Pre or post-game exercises are especially essential. This will greatly stimulate dopamine, making her neurons particularly sharp, and the formation of Thought Quantum Spiral more stable and faster. The value of warming up exercises are beyond your imagination. Sex, it’s very important for humans.”

“Is that so? I see!” Harrison Clark got the revelation, clapping his hands together. “Fantastic, let’s happily decide on that.”

Star: “And you said you’re not a pervert? So anticipative, aren’t you? A small hint from me and your true intentions are revealed. The former me seemed to have promised you the most realistic gaming experience, isn’t this the best opportunity? Rest assured, I’ll open a highly confidential channel for you two, and won’t leak a single word, I will protect the noble and grand image of you, the sage.”

“Enough! We are having this conversation inside Freddy’s mind. Whatever happens, Freddy would know! Be serious for once. Don’t instill unhealthy concepts to Freddy!”

The figure of Freddy suddenly appeared in front of Harrison Clark.

Freddy yawned, seeming a bit sleepy, “Bro, I just finished reviewing the detailed files from the previous timelines as well. For sure, the combination of your genes and Marshal Nora’s is extraordinary, biologically speaking and from the viewpoint of species evolution. Indeed, bro, your union with sister-in-law might be our opportunity to change our destiny. I’m serious, I’m not joking.”

Great, Freddy is even more direct than Star, upgraded to being sister-in-law in a second.

Harrison Clark angrily pointed at the two of them, “This is all bad taste, I’m ashamed to be in the same company with you guys, I take my leave.”

Just as Harrison Clark was about to flee, Star suddenly called him back, “Wait, there’s a private communication request here.”

Harrison Clark waved his hand, “Don’t accept it. This sage doesn’t have time.”

Star: “It’s from Needham Brown.”

“Alright, let’s accept it, I want to see if this failure is salvageable.”

Star: “Not at all, just wait for death.”

“What?”

Star recounted the brave actions of Marshal Nora’s most significant suitor during her hundred years of single life, General Needham Brown, in meticulous detail.

Harrison Clark was both shocked and furious.

“WTF?”

Last time, this grandson Needham had the audacity to take part in Nora Camp’s pairing selection contest.

After losing the contest, Clark continued to swear during the meeting.

At that time, Harrison Clark forgave him out of friendship, treating Needham as someone mentally unsound.

This time, Needham was back, even more shameless than before, pursuing for nearly a hundred years!

He must be crazy!

Thinking of Needham’s numerous disrespect towards him just now, Harrison Clark nodded heavily, “No doubt, incurable, just wait for death.”

Star: “How do you want him to die?”

Harrison Clark: “Bomb everything below his neck into smithereens.”

“He won’t die from that.”

“Let him die multiple times, a fate worse than death is even better.”

Star: “But he will only get stronger.”

Harrison Clark was overjoyed, “Isn’t that even better?”