Chapter 794 This is too exciting

"Just go ahead and get promoted."

Isabel said briskly, "I'm still some distance away from the fifth energy level... but not too far. I won't be left behind by you, and I will definitely not hold you back—"

——These confident and unwavering words were something that the "Lulu" that Aiwass met for the first time would never dare to say.

Aleister was a little dazed.

It turns out that so much time has passed...

"I only recently discovered it," Isabel said, stuffing Aiwass's bottled soul back into her chest, "I actually have the potential to follow the path of love..."

"……What?"

Aleister was stunned for a moment.

According to Aiwas's memories from his previous life, Isabel should be a complete transcendent in the path of beauty, right?

In this life, under Aiwass's training, Isabel gradually gained adaptability to the path of authority. However, she did not embark on the path of authority... She led by example, a pioneer in opening up the path.

Isabel herself is a banner, and people are watching her.

If she becomes an authoritarian queen... then the policies she implements may not be able to be implemented.

People would say things like, “Look, even Her Majesty the Queen couldn’t help but go back to the authoritarian path. I guess the authoritarian path is still the best choice.” Then they would breathe a sigh of relief and start going back.

Suddenly, Aleister opened his eyes slightly.

She suddenly reacted -

The power that can revive the dead earth of Avalon comes from the power of flowers inherited in Isabel's blood and the inheritance of flowers that she possesses.

But although her mother was the half-elf Inerris Flower, her own strength was not strong enough. Betinatia Flower, who was most likely Inerris's mother, was quite powerful, but the elven blood in Isabelle was too weak... At only one-quarter elven, the flower power within her had not yet awakened.

The ritual of purifying bloodline undoubtedly belongs to the path of love.

In another worldline, Isabel sacrificed her fertility in that forbidden ritual... and fertility also belongs to the path of love. But generally speaking, fertility alone shouldn't suddenly make someone so powerful, rising from a mediocre level to a strength capable of participating in the Celestial War.

Unless, what Isabel was sacrificing wasn't her fertility at all...but her entire path to love.

Or rather, it was her entire self that belonged to the Path of Love—one-ninth of her complete soul! Now it seemed that it was the second most powerful self, second only to the Path of Beauty. And this ritual itself must be related to Hengwo's secret method of giving up the self ten times...

No wonder Isabel in that world line became a ruthless, tearless, self-disciplined and indifferent iron-blooded queen.

No wonder Aiwas always felt that Isabel had a strong desire, and showed a considerable degree of enthusiasm and curiosity in Morgan's Wonderful House.

——This is clearly a clear manifestation of the Path of Love! However, Aiwass had never thought that Isabel would show adaptability to the Path of Love, so he didn't think about it at all.

"Alai."

Isabel pleaded, "Can you become... the little girl I saw in my dream?"

"Do you want to hug me?"

Aleister tilted his head and answered readily, "Not impossible."

She was quite happy now... not because Isabel was pregnant, nor because Isabel's child named "Aleister" was about to be born, but because Aiwass would no longer quarrel with her for this reason.

Then, Aleister's body suddenly shattered.

"Aiswas", who was originally hugging Isabel from behind, turned into a little girl snuggling up to her.

Isabel picked up Aleister, held him close to her and took a deep breath: "I finally see you in real life... So cute! I wish my future children could be as cute as you!"

"Be careful! Be careful! Don't use so much force!"

Aleister was so frightened he didn't dare move, fearing he'd accidentally elbow Isabelle—a fourth-level Moon Child with a body that could practically destroy a tank with a single slide. And Isabelle was, after all, a fragile mage...

Morgan's blessing could only be used this once... Once Aiwass reached the fifth level, her blessing might not be effective anymore. In other words, the child in Isabel's belly was essentially extinct, a limited pool that was practically impossible to reproduce.

"Don't worry, I know what's going on."

Isabel said briskly, "I am at least a fourth-level transcendent... Don't underestimate me.

"Speaking of which... I have a new understanding of the Puppet Mask Sutra. Now I can wear someone else's mask. Do you want to give it a try?"

“…So powerful?”

Aleister in Isabel's arms suddenly became excited: "Let me see!"

"OK."

Isabel spoke briskly, stretched out her hand and grabbed in the air, and a white mask materialized out of thin air.

Then she put the mask on her face.

Aleister felt the softness on his back suddenly become hard. He turned around in surprise and asked, "Whose mask is this..."

But soon, Aleister was held down by a pair of strong hands and turned over.

Isabel held both of her arms and pinned her to the bed, and she didn't dare to resist, fearing that she might accidentally hurt Isabel.

"This is……"

Aleister's eyes widened.

The clothes were still the same as before - but the person inside the pajamas had become someone she was extremely familiar with.

——It’s Aiwass!

Even Aleister himself couldn't tell if it was Aiwass or not. From the appearance to the build to the temperament, even the temperature of the palm was exactly the same...

Even more than that——

Aleister also clearly sensed a resonance from the "Evans" opposite him.

Although the real Aiwass was still sleeping in the Theocracy, Isabel was portraying the true body of Pope Aiwass! This also allowed her to break away from her fragile body and directly gain more powerful physical strength.

“Wait…”

Aleister blushed immediately.

She turned her head away and whispered, "Your clothes are so weird... When did I ever wear women's clothes like this?"

"——Why did it become 'me' now?"

The "Evans" said leisurely: "Aren't you Aleister?"

"I……"

Aleister was speechless for a moment.

Then, Aiwass kept riding on Aleister, reached out and took off Isabel's translucent pajamas on his body and threw it on the floor beside him.

He held the bottled soul in his chest, the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "You want this thing, right?"

"...Did you feel it?" Aleister wasn't very surprised.

"Because I noticed your gaze."

Isabel, who was playing the role of Aiwass, said gently, "I know what kind of look Aiwass has when he wants something. Since Aiwass gave it to me, it should belong to me, right? So if I want to give it away again, I should be able to...right?"

"……Yes!"

Aleister nodded vigorously.

Aiwass smiled, took off his necklace, and placed the bottled soul on the small round table beside the bed: "Then it's yours. As for why, I won't ask."

Just as Aleister was about to reach out, her wrist was grabbed by Aiwass again and lifted above her head.

"But before that..."

Isabel said slowly.

She realized what Isabel was trying to do.

“…Wait, wait, this won’t work! This is too weird!”

Aleister felt like his brain was on fire: "This is obviously my own body...but...I am me...but you are you...our relationship..."

If this happened on Star Antimony, Aleister would probably be overjoyed—but less than half a day after she left Star Antimony, the chaotic and urgent desire that filled her mind had dissipated. Aleister now had none of the madness and lust she had had on Star Antimony...she was even a little shy.

"So, you don't like it?"

Aiwass's gentle voice rang in her ears, and at this moment, Aleister imagined Isabel's voice in her mind: "If you don't want to, I certainly won't force you."

——These words are just like Aiwass.

"But……"

Aleister hesitated to speak, but finally shut his mouth in a huff.

She closed her eyes as if she had given up, and her head tilted slightly to one side.

Her favorite, Aiwass, overlapped with Aiwass's favorite, Isabel... This made Aleister, who had a love path, unable to resist.

There's even a faint sense of anticipation.

At this moment, Aiwass, caught between reality and dreams, also sensed that his body had merged with Isabel's consciousness. As long as he wanted, he could bring his consciousness into this body at any time, as if it were his own clone.

The first moment he transferred his consciousness over, he saw Aleister clearly and felt the softness and warmth of Aleister's skin in his hands.

“…Your path of love.”

Aiwass shook his head helplessly. Perhaps he had understood it once, but now that he had shed the path of love, Aiwass looked at it as if his two daughters were messing around.

For a moment, he was a little confused about this complicated relationship.

——This is too exciting. In the sense of "burning winter".

Aiwass's body then spoke again, "Don't you like it, Aiwass? If I'm not mistaken, the other you called 'Aiwass'... shouldn't exist for long, right? What separates will eventually return, like a closing circle, the beginning is also the end...

"I am a greedy and jealous woman, Aiwass. I am afraid of loneliness and being abandoned. Therefore, I don't want to share a single bit of you. I want to possess you completely. But at the same time, I don't want you to have any regrets."

Isabel lowered her head slightly and rested her forehead against Aleister’s: “So, it would be fine as long as I participate in it.

"To Aiwass, I am Aleister; to Aleister, I am Aiwass. I am a twin mirror, reflecting a love that never matches, a love that is both inside and outside..."

"Evans" murmured softly, his pupils filled with emerald green light - Aiwass's pupils, which were originally azure blue, were now as emerald green as the surface of a lake, and as pure as a mirror.

Bless me, Twin Mirror, Isabel thought to herself.

Let me be a mirror...a mirror of light and love.

She slowly released her grip on Aleister and embraced her tenderly, letting Aiwass's chin rest on the top of her head and letting Aleister's warm breath flow down along her collarbone.

"—I love you, Aiwass."

Her last sentence sounded like two people were talking to each other at the same time.

There was only one voice, but it seemed to have caused an echo.

Update completed!

I just finished writing it. I originally wanted to schedule it for 12 o'clock, but my hand slipped and I clicked publish immediately. So I'll post the second chapter right away...

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