Milo was not trying to be annoying at this moment, but he really believed he did not have any grand ambitions for the world. All he wanted was to live happily with a group of people.
Whether it be a wolf or a pig that became his teammate, Milo would not mind. The teammates he wanted should all be real people with compassion. For some reason, Milo placed a lot of importance on human compassion.
After going through so much, he could only identify with the Northwest because he could sense the compassion he needed there. This compassion was not about whether his comrades were strong and powerful during battles, but that when the battles were over, everyone could support each other while bantering and cursing as they made their way home together.
But Milo did not see any of this in the Stelaria Consortium. He could only remember the Stelaria Consortium’s artificial intelligence and how the Silkshade House plotted from afar to bring down the supernatural beings and the outlaws in the underworld.
After the cave-in at East Lake and the expedition to the Sacred Mountains, the Stelaria Consortium and the Silkshade House had indeed made Milo change his opinion of them. The last time he met a genius strategist like that was Julius.
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