Chapter 34: Sudden Death
The inference Xiao Ying once made was half right.
As an emerging cult, the Jafa Group is now in urgent need of finding a place to settle down, so they will definitely seek out countries that are not very powerful to negotiate with.
However, the Jafa Divine Group was obviously not that timid. Xiao Ping misjudged the period of their dormant period and underestimated their courage.
They set their sights on the autonomous territory of Sylvia, and had no intention of trying to get Queen Carina to accept them through negotiation or trade—they resorted to violence.
The hall door was roughly opened, and dozens of burly men in black robes, their faces covered by hoods, rushed in, holding blood-stained weapons, and surrounded everyone in the hall. The weapons in their hands had not returned to human form due to the poisonous gas in the hall - perhaps they had taken the antidote beforehand.
Luo Hou silently protected Karina, while Beichen and Atlas protected the weak Xiang Ying and Heihuo Sujie behind them.
A man in a black robe came over. Unlike the others, his black robe was embroidered with gold edges and had strange totems on it. He lowered his hood and did not look at Karina. Instead, he first glanced at Beichen with a cold look.
"Hot—"
Beichen gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sound from his throat.
"Hmph. Looks like we're lucky today. Even the person I wanted to deal with the most showed up."
He recognized Beichen, and naturally guessed immediately who had announced the solution to the Moon Poison Syndrome. It was Beichen who destroyed his ambition and forced the Jafa Divine Group to operate in secret - just as Beichen deeply hated him, he also felt a tinge of anger towards Beichen who had ruined his plans.
Beichen felt furious - the enemy who killed Pinhua was right in front of him, but Xiang Ying and Heihuo Sujie were unable to move because of poisoning - and he brought so many warriors with him, the chances of winning this battle were slim!
Hott used his eyes to let the two men in black robes come forward, pointed their weapons at Beichen and Atlas, and then walked up to Karina.
"Miss Queen Carina, I think you are already clear about our purpose."
Karina gently pushed away Luo Hou's hand that was wrapped around her chest to protect her, straightened her back and looked down at the thin old man in front of her.
"What? The Jafa Cult wants to take root in the Sylvia Autonomous Region? Sorry, the solution to the Moon Poisoning Syndrome is already known. Even if I agree, you won't be able to win over the followers."
"Don't worry about that, Lord Wang."
As Hott spoke, he took out a small pill from his robe and handed it to Galina. "As long as you take this, I'll have the capital to negotiate with the king of the Sazam Empire, right? After all, he loves you so much as a concubine that he actually gave you an entire kingdom to play with."
Karina narrowed her eyes, and the corners of her mouth curled up to reveal a murderous smile:
"Why would you let me eat it? I don't know which lousy intelligence agent you sent to get the information—but I'm still a free man, not some princess of Sazam."
"You're not going to eat? It seems like Lord Prince isn't going to care about the lives of all the guests in this hall. I'm very interested to know about the deaths of so many of the Spiritual Martial Division participants at Sylvia's banquet. Once this news gets out, how are you going to appease and explain it?"
“──”
Karina gritted her teeth in anger, and while she reached out to take the pill as if in compromise, her whole body was tense.
Beichen saw that she was stalling for time.
Yes, the most important thing now was to stall for time. Based on my experience at the previous two banquets, Yagad shouldn't be too far away, perhaps even near the Sazam Embassy. He might have already sensed something was amiss and was rushing over.
Karina took the pill and brought it to her mouth extremely slowly - but the moment she opened her mouth, Luo Hou behind her moved!
bump!
Even without weapons, a Vein Race was still a Vein Race, and their bare-handed attack power was undeniable. Because Holt was focused on Karina, he was caught off guard by Luo Hou's sudden attack, and was kicked so hard that he stumbled back a few times. At the same time, Karina rushed forward and stuck her fingers in front of Holt's neck, then tensed her arms and twisted it hard -
Ka La!
The sound of bones breaking echoed throughout the hall. In a few seconds, Karina had broken the man's neck, and the body fell limply to the ground.
“…”
However, because the operation was so successful, Karina did not dare to be careless and squatted down to check the body. Sure enough, after a few seconds, the appearance of the body had changed.
"Transformed into a Spirit Crystal!?"
"Hmm... remote operation is indeed more troublesome."
Just as Karina was surprised, the corpse moved. Its head was twisted into a strange shape, but it still slowly crawled up and gave Karina a weird smile with its white eyes.
"Queen Galina is said to be one of the former Knights of Sazam. How dare I underestimate her?"
“Tsk!”
Galina jumped back a few steps away from the body, and Luo Hou immediately stepped forward to protect her.
"Hehehe."
The corpse laughed with a creepy sound.
"No need to look for me. I'm not at the Sazam Embassy. Since the Lord King is unwilling to cooperate, I can only follow the original plan to reduce the number of competitors. - Lahan, subdue the little girl Baiying for me, and kill everyone else."
Instantly, numerous screams echoed throughout the hall—the black-robed men, without hesitation, slaughtered the Spiritual Martial Officers present. Some Spiritual Martial Officers and War Machines began to resist, but without weapons to protect them, the enemy was a well-trained warrior armed with sophisticated weapons. It wasn't long before the guests were defeated one after another—in less than a minute, two Spiritual Martial Officers were dead, and the War Machines were knocked unconscious and shackled in strange shackles.
“Stop!… Damn it, you bastard! Stop it!!”
Karina was furious and wanted to stop the massacre, but three men in black robes surrounded her and Luo Hou and started fighting with them, making it impossible for them to escape. They could only watch the blood splattering in the hall and the screams of pain.
At the same time, a tall, black-robed figure with three or four followers approached Beichen. They approached the group and, along with the two guards, surrounded them. The leader smiled impudently and lowered his hood, revealing a face that made Beichen gasp softly.
——Evil ghost.
This man had short gray hair and a long, hideous scar on his face that stretched from his chin to his eyebrow. He had thick eyebrows and fierce eyes, and his expression was filled with violence and bloodlust—as well as undisguised greed.
What's even more terrifying is that the whites of his eyes are light red, and above these red eyeballs are a pair of wolf-like green pupils. Meeting his gaze makes one feel as if they can't breathe.
The man with the face of an evil spirit seemed to be completely oblivious to the screams around him. He gave Beichen a lazy smile in a leisurely manner.
"You are 'White Shadow'. Nice to meet you. My name is Lahan. I don't know what you did to offend my employer, but anyway, come with me."
As he spoke, he stretched out a hand and grabbed Beichen's chin, lifted her face up, and caressed her facial skin ambiguously with his rough middle finger.
"Your skin is really nice. I wonder how it feels when applied on it—"
"Let go of the master!"
The weak Xiang Ying watched him flirt with Bei Chen, and resisted the venom and stepped forward to open the hand. However, La Han's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he kicked Xiang Ying in the abdomen, kicking him several meters away.
"Who gave you permission to butt in when I was flirting with a woman?—Ouch!"
At the moment he kicked Xiang Ying away, Beichen's eyes flashed with fury and coldness, and together with the Gemini and Atlas, they launched a surprise attack on him from four angles at the same time!
"Hahahaha!! You won't surrender yourself?"
Lahan laughed out loud.
"Okay, then I'll play with you guys!"
As he spoke, he dodged Beichen's knife and Heihuo and Sujie's fists, and snapped his fingers. Immediately, the black-robed men surrounding Beichen and his companions also moved, and the encirclement turned into a counter-encirclement. Heihuo and Sujie, whose combat effectiveness was greatly reduced, suddenly became exhausted from defending themselves, and Xiang Ying, who was climbing up, also seemed a little overwhelmed.
Seeing this, Atlas picked up Beichen and jumped a few steps to escape the encirclement.
"Beichen, kill?"
Atlas asked softly beside Beichen.
"Xiang Ying and the twins are still inside. I'll go rescue them. You—kill without revealing your race."
Atlas nodded, then rushed forward with Beichen.
At this time, the bare-handed combat skills acquired in Feinheim together with Gu Yinyue began to come into play - even with good weapons, Beichen still relied on his agility to knock down several black-robed men in succession. And Heihuo and Sujie, probably because their abilities were better than Xiang Ying, seemed to be less poisoned than Xiang Ying. When they saw Beichen coming to rescue them, they tried their best to use their experience to cooperate with her to knock down the two enemies in front of them.
"Go to Atlas!"
Atlas was the one with the highest combat power right now. Although he was holding back, he could still protect them at a critical moment. Black Disaster and Su Jie also understood that they couldn't act too aggressively right now, so they nodded and quickly ran towards Atlas.
Atlas had already started a one-on-one fight with Lahan. Obviously, Atlas had not expected that he would be so strong. Lahan showed a look of surprise and excitement, and drew out two scimitars with inverted teeth to fight with Atlas. But obviously, Atlas could not use the power of the stars to make weapons nor spread his wings to fly. He was a little restrained and could not suppress Lahan for a while.
Beichen rushed towards the two people who surrounded Xiang Ying. As Xiang Ying was the most severely poisoned, his body was covered with many small wounds. He was gritting his teeth and barely holding on. Seeing the golden bloodstains on his body, Beichen suddenly felt a hard blow to his chest. A ball of fire in his heart ignited. He shouted loudly and used a series of fierce and fast combos, knocking down one of them in an instant.
Seeing his companion being knocked down, the other one changed his target to Beichen. With a flash of cold light from the dagger in his hand, he attacked Beichen.
clang!!
Suddenly, there was a huge sound of glass breaking, accompanied by a huge roar and screams.
A figure broke through the window and jumped in. The long-handled axe in his hand flew out like a boomerang and suddenly flew behind Beichen. With a hiss, Beichen looked back and found that there was a man holding a sword behind him. His head and body had been separated, and the broken neck was synced with the beating of his heart, and blood was spurting out.
The long-handled axe turned into a streak of white light and flew back into the hands of the person who came. Beichen shouted in delight:
"Agad!"
"Ms. Yaxiu, are you alright? I'm sorry I'm late. I'll clear out these enemies for you right now."
Yagad said this, swung the long-handled axe in his hand, and disappeared.
The next second, a scream was heard in a corner of the hall. A man in a black robe was torn into pieces before he could understand what was happening, and his body parts were scattered on the ground. Before everyone could come to their senses, another scream was heard. A dozen meters away, another man in a black robe was attacked in the same way. He fell to the ground with blood splattered everywhere, and his colorful intestines were all over the ground.
The direction of the massacre was instantly reversed.
Although he had a burly physique of nearly two meters, his movements were as light and sharp as purple lightning. The white long-handled axe seemed to have no weight, leaving streaks of ferocious afterlight and dancing wildly in the air with a roar. Wherever the white light passed, screams were accompanied by broken limbs, and a scarlet whirlwind was raised.
Lahan's expression changed. He no longer had the heart to tremble with Atlas. With a flash of light in his hand, a huge spirit crystal appeared in his hand - and then he pointed it at Atlas.
Level 12 Spirit Crystal "Wind Cannon"!!
"Atlas! Watch out!!"
Beichen yelled anxiously and ran towards Atlas, but unfortunately, no matter how fast he ran, he could not catch up with the speed of the wind - the spirit crystal was crushed, and a huge roar sounded. Even though Atlas was a tenth-level possessed moon envoy, he was hit by the wind cannon at close range and could not avoid being blasted with countless wounds. The strange blue-purple blood flowed on the gray dress.
Seeing the color of Atlas' blood, Lahan's face changed, but he had no time to care too much, because Shi Beichen had already raised a ninth-level spirit crystal "Fire Dragon" to him!
Boom!!!
A huge column of flame rushed towards Lahan, and Lahan had to jump sideways and backward for a long distance to avoid the attack. Thick black scorch marks were left on the floor of the gorgeous banquet hall.
Beichen took the opportunity to run to the side and helped Atlas up.
"Are you okay?! Atlas."
"Combat effectiveness reduced by 15%, no life-threatening situation."
Seeing Beichen hugging him tightly with a nervous look on his face, Atlas wagged his tail happily even though he was covered in blood.
But──
"Rahu!!"
Karina roared in shock and anger. Beichen looked over and found that Rahan had rushed to Karina's side at some point. At this moment, Luo Hou fell to the ground, covering his shoulder, and Karina had been held hostage by Rahan, with the scimitar stained with golden blood against her slender neck.
I don't know when the screams around stopped.
It seemed that Yagad had knocked down all the black-robed men except Lahan. Now he was walking towards Lahan with a long-handled axe in his hand, expressionless.
"Stop! Don't move! Otherwise I will kill the leader!!"
Yagad did not stop. Lahan moved the scimitar in her hand, and a stream of blood flowed down her neck. Luo Hou on the side growled angrily, but did not dare to attack rashly.
"Agad, stop!" Beichen handed Atlas to Heihuai and Sujie on the side, and took a few steps towards Karina.
"What do you want in exchange for releasing His Royal Highness?"
"You must come with me, and no one here is allowed to chase you! If you agree to this, I'll release her in exchange!"
Before Beichen could reply, Yagard frowned and took another step towards Karina.
"Didn't you hear me telling you to stop?! Don't you want to kill this leader anymore?!"
Lahannu moved the scimitar in his hand again, and Karina couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.
"The king's orders have nothing to do with me."
Yagad took another step forward with an expressionless face.
"But you want to hurt Miss Yaxiu, I absolutely won't allow it."
"Agard, wait, don't do this, Karina she──"
She's the queen, what if she dies in this situation? How will I answer if the Sazam Empire investigates?! ──And she just became my friend!
Think quickly - think quickly about what to do.
Is there any way to rescue Carina? Really trade her for me? No way. If anything happens to her, what will happen to Xiang Ying, the Twins, and Atlas?!
Just as Beichen was racking his brains, another unexpected thing happened.
A figure suddenly pulled apart Lahan's arms from behind and held him hostage!
As soon as Carina felt the threat was over, she immediately jumped back and escaped, staying away from Rahan under Rahou's protection. When she turned around, she saw—
"——Xiang Ying!?" Beichen shouted in surprise, "What are you doing! It's dangerous, go back quickly..."
"Agaard! Kill him!!"
Trying to suppress Lahan's struggle with all his strength, Xiangying growled at Yagard in a low voice.
"good."
Yagard nodded immediately, raised his long-handled axe and rushed towards Lahan and Xiangying!
“Agard!! Stop────────────────!!!”
Beichen screamed hysterically.
But her voice did not reach the Red Moon Knight's ears. The long-handled axe drew a sharp white line in the air and rushed towards Lahan's chest.
And at this moment, the final change happened.
Lahan roared, broke free from Xiangying's restraint, crouched down, and dodged the sharp blade in less than half a second;
The ferocious white light could not be stopped and fiercely slashed at Xiang Ying's body, accompanied by the sound of bones breaking.
And, the golden blood flowers all over the sky──
Yagad was stunned.
Beichen was stunned, Heihuai, Sujie, Atlas were stunned, and so were Karina and Luo Hou.
At that moment, Beichen suddenly remembered that he had forgotten a fact.
Hypnotized by the gentle illusion, she forgot that this Red Moon Knight was a complete colorless devil who cared nothing about anything except the priestess.
“Xiang Ying──────────────!!!”
It was as if time had stood still for a long time and suddenly started to flow. Beichen stumbled towards the figure lying on the ground.
"Towards the Shadow!! Towards the Shadow!!"
She frantically took out all the Star Spirit Mineral Solution and poured it onto the chest, where the internal organs and ribs were exposed. Her heartbeat suddenly became extremely rapid. She gasped and tried desperately to cover the golden blood that kept gushing out, but the body temperature of the person in her arms continued to drop.
A strong ominous premonition occupied her mind. Beichen didn't dare to think about it anymore. She just took a deep breath and kept applying the star spirit mineral solution on Xiang Ying's chest. It seemed that she had temporarily lost the ability to speak.
"Agad, sir, go... chase that man. He knows Atlas's identity—we can't let him get away!"
Xiang Ying gradually regained consciousness from the brief shock, but the first words she spoke were not to Beichen.
"You idiot—!"
Beichen interrupted Xiangying sharply and shook his hand vigorously. Yagad looked at Xiangying, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he chose to deal with the situation that was beneficial to Beichen first and left in the direction where Lahan had fled.
"Hold on, Xiangying! You can't be in trouble. If you are in trouble—"
"I'm sorry, Master. Until the very end, I couldn't help. I couldn't even help the abandoned child who perished together with me."
"Abandon your bastard! Why would you do that for someone like that—"
Xiang Ying coughed and reached out to stop Beichen from pouring the Star Spirit Ore solution.
"No need to pour it, Master, the body has stopped repairing itself."
“────”
Beichen took a breath, his lips trembling, unable to say anything.
Seeing this, Xiang Ying stretched out his blood-stained hands and gently touched her cheek.
"I'm sorry, Master, I lied to you."
"……What."
"I...wanted to be your strength, but after all these days, I've realized I can't do that. I've wasted twice as much of your time as others, yet I can't even unleash half the combat power of other longswords—and I'm even taking up the time you need to use the Twin Brothers."
Beichen cried out with a hoarse voice: "I've already told you, I can't do that kind of thing at all -!!"
"But I do care. The people around you are all so outstanding, and I'm the only one like this piece of trash who seems so out of place. I can't give you a sense of security, and I can't let you fully display your skills. I've had enough."
Xiang Ying smiled and swallowed the blood that rose up his throat.
"I've had enough. I've had enough. I've had enough.
I'm tired of not being able to become strong no matter how hard I try. I'm tired of feeling like a burden. I hate myself for loving you more than anyone else, but for not being able to be your support. So, the only thing I can do for you in the end is..."
"That is—set you free."
"────" It was as if something had pinched his heart hard. Beichen opened his mouth, but only a hoarse single sound like torn silk came out of his mouth.
"Without me,... you can choose a better weapon. Even if it's not Kasumi Blood, with your abilities, Master—you will definitely be able to obtain a weapon... that is much more useful than mine."
“…”
Beichen stopped talking, just lowered his head and let out trembling breaths.
"Brother Heihuo, Brother Sujie." Xiang Ying turned his head to look at the twins who were standing behind Beichen and looking at him expressionlessly.
"I'll leave the master to you. You must carefully screen the next longsword contractor... Don't... choose a subpar one like me again."
"Are you leaving your last words?"
When Black Fate spoke, his expression could not be seen.
"If you have a wish, go and fulfill it yourself. We won't do anything for you."
Su Jie's gaze and voice were as cold as entering an ice cellar.
"Ha ha……"
Xiang Ying gave a forced laugh and looked at Atlas.
"Please protect the master well."
Atlas frowned and stretched his tail towards Atlas, but ultimately didn't touch him.
Finally, Xiang Ying's gaze returned to Beichen's face again.
"Master, I've been very happy knowing you. ...I have no regrets. So, don't feel sad for me."
"mean."
Beichen spoke in a hoarse voice and held Xiangying's head in his arms.
"To disregard everything and arbitrarily decide your own life or death—how despicable. ...How vicious! If you dare to die, I will hate you—I will hate you to death!!"
"Then hate me, Master."
Xiang Ying raised his head with difficulty, reached out his hand to pull her face closer, and pressed his lips against her hot lips.
He smiled contentedly at the soft, slightly tingling touch and then broke off the gentle kiss.
"No, what causes me the most pain is not hatred, but indifference. ―So, to punish me for being so cruel, please forget me, Master."
"Please forget me."
After he finished speaking, in the flickering white light, the sword turned back into white and slipped from Beichen's arms to the ground.
The simple and beautiful sword body broke into two pieces in the middle.
At that moment, Beichen, who was sitting on the ground, was like a puppet whose soul had been sucked out. He no longer had any expression, made no sound, and stopped crying.
——I almost forgot to even breathe.
The Pain of Scrap Metal
“Haaaaa!”
His master, exerting all his strength, thrust his sword towards the fallen rhino-shaped Moon Envoy. However, no matter how much he wanted to pierce the tough hide, the sword was still mercilessly deflected. Then, the young man beside the master, named Ling Shuang, raised his spear and stabbed, effortlessly piercing the rhino's head.
Without weaponization, its power is several times greater than his own—this is the power gap that is right in front of us.
He kept reminding himself in his heart that his master would not look down on him because of this. What his master liked was him as an individual, not his attack power as a long sword.
“Wow, that was a close call, that was a close call… I was so scared.”
Although he was a Holy Spirit Warrior, he was chased all over the valley by those low-level crab-shaped possessed Moon Messengers. The reason was that he was her only weapon and could not cut through those hard shells.
But the Gemini Crooked Claw, whom she met soon after, easily helped her hunt hundreds of them in two hours.
It is not his master who lacks ability, but himself.
He comforted himself in his heart - even so, even if he met Gemini Crooked Claw who was much better than him, she would still throw herself into his arms first when she felt tired.
When the human-shaped Moon Envoy appeared, what would have been the outcome if his master had not quickly come up with a plan to subdue him?
Probably—they'll be completely wiped out.
If the blade had been sharper when it pierced his palm, his master wouldn't have chosen such a risky way to end the battle.
The possessed Moon Messenger miraculously became her helper, and from then on, she had another power besides Gemini.
So what about me? What am I?
Gu Yinyue and his weapons came to her because they were attracted to her.
Longyun was a formidable giant sword capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks, and possessing the defensive power to shatter the defenses of the Star Spirit Cannon. His full-body weapon form had once drawn a look of excitement and yearning from his master, who then turned and glanced at him. He knew his master was probably imagining what he would look like in full-body weapon form.
However, at his rate of growth, how long would it take him to reach the Seven Scars? And with his own abilities, would his appearance after transforming into a weapon really be as stunning as Longyun's?
The Naraka is an anti-military long-range weapon. While its firing interval is slow, a single shot is enough to severely injure a Disaster King, and its area-of-effect attack range is truly enviable. Sooner or later, my master will also possess such a long-range weapon. By then, my master will surely be even more outstanding.
Then, in comparison, what reason will I have to stay by her side?
"It's the same when she's with Redis. When she cries, the first person she thinks of is always you."
On the moon Sirencrad, Black Plague said this to him with a cold face.
Heihuo and Sujie are bold and uninhibited, yet straightforward. They never beat around the bush when speaking. They never deny others' kindness towards them, but they also never hide their jealousy towards them.
Yes, they were jealous, following the same master but not being able to enjoy her top priority trust.
He smiled bitterly inwardly.
But, Gemini brothers, do you know how I feel about enjoying this trust?
She trusts me, but I cannot respond to this trust. Apart from providing her with my arms in her spare time, aren't it you two who can make the decisive attack and save the situation at the critical moment?
──If this goes on for a long time, won’t her dependence gradually fade away under your light?
Yaye came to her side.
Because she didn't care about the ability of the weapon and showed that she valued herself, Yaye, a fallen dark race who valued the status of the weapon clan, had a good impression of her.
Yaye is indeed a senior with a very gentle heart.
I've heard a lot of rumors about him. From the mouths of humans and the mouths of war machines, I've heard two completely opposite attitudes - a terrifying blood-sucking demon, and a hero who saves the suffering war machines - both sides are the real him.
He loves his own tribe from the bottom of his heart and never judges any of their weapons.
Therefore, when he looked at him, there was indeed no discrimination or contempt in his eyes. On the contrary, he always came over and patted his shoulder when he felt low.
Therefore, he did not despise him, but he never placed any expectations on him.
He just regarded him as an important person who could accompany Beichen, not a weapon.
When discussing tactics together, Yaye's eyes would always look at Heihuo and Sujie first. He knew that he should not feel unwilling about such details, and he also knew that he should not blame Yaye who had done nothing wrong. Everything could only be attributed to his own incompetence.
The west wind came to her side.
When they met, there was obvious surprise in his eyes when he looked at him, as if asking how a weapon of his level could appear near the prince - he couldn't refute anything, after all, this is a world where strength speaks.
After they became familiar with each other, Xifeng never expressed any rejection again. However, when the master came to him with some anxiety and said that Xifeng and her had agreed to sign a contract when she became the Martial Emperor—
I couldn't help but feel a slight pain in my heart.
She is like a gentle breeze. No matter how fierce the hawk is, it will be attracted by her warmth, kindness, and tolerance that gives enough freedom.
It is almost a foreseeable fact that there are more and more talented people around her.
Although she always said that she was an ordinary person, he didn't think so.
There may be many more star vein species like Xifeng, outstanding warriors like Gu Yinyue, celebrities like Yaye, national leaders like Rui and Redis, and powerful heretics like Atlas and Yagad in the future.
He suddenly felt that he was being gradually submerged.
"Ah... I'm sorry, Master. I was just... remembering something that happened not long after we met."
So, when he was in the tent in the sea of trees, he selfishly said these words, hoping to engrave this memory back on the surface of her memory.
That period was the happiest moment in his life. In the whole world, there were only the two of them. He was the only one who could see her sleeping face, and she would smile at him. Her eyes, full of trust, would only fall on him. For less than a second, he also imagined how happy he would be if she could belong to him alone.
But he also knew that such a time could not last long, and the ultimate result of monopolizing her would be death no matter which path he took.
His master was such a gentle person. After he said that, she immediately comforted him with an apologetic look on her face. He could see from her eyes that she cared very much about her thoughts.
She probably likes herself subconsciously.
Sometimes, even when there was no need to use herself in the battle and the twins could defeat the enemy, she would call him over to join the battle so that he would not feel left out. He had long discovered that sometimes, during the battle, some of her movements of switching weapons were even meaningless - purely to protect his feelings.
But even if he knew, he couldn't remind her - even this time alone with her was given to him by the twin brothers. It would be too despicable to point out this at this time, wouldn't it?
"You can stand beside me now," she said with a shy look in her eyes. "I've told you before, levels and such are just estimates of your combat power, but they have nothing to do with you as a person. You're a good partner who makes me feel at ease, and that's all. Don't worry about what others think."
Yes, yes, that's what his master thought.
He reminded himself in his heart: Don't care, she doesn't care, and she doesn't want you to care. Since you regard her expectations as everything, don't take these things to heart, just stay with her honestly.
So, he smiled gently and spoke to her.
"That's why I like you, Master."
Since when did he learn to lie to her?
He knew that his final and greatest value was that he was her first partner and the person who could make her feel most at ease. She once joked that she would abandon him if he showed an inferiority complex again.
But even though he knew it was a joke, he still broke out in a cold sweat just imagining such a situation.
So at some point, he began to learn how to disguise himself and lie with expressions.
He no longer showed an inferiority complex in front of her, and tried not to mention the issue of his own strength. When she said that she didn't care about his fighting ability, he also tried his best to show his joy.
Be sensible, Xiang Ying. You no longer have the strength. Don't look so sad and make her worry.
Time and again, when he unconsciously but inevitably compared himself with the people around her, he clenched his fists like this, and when she looked at him, he gave her a flawless smile.
Telling outrageous lies over and over again.
It's impossible not to care. How can I not care?
The feeling of seeing a worthless piece of scrap metal among a pile of gorgeous gems was something that no matter how considerate she was, she could not make up for the disappointment caused by the display.
Her gentleness touched the people around her. No matter who they were, they could attract countless people's attention just by standing alone, not to mention the people who were gathered around her now.
Like her, they discovered their own incompatibility.
Like her, they never discussed the issue of combat effectiveness when they gathered in groups in order to avoid feeling bad about their lack of strength.
Like her, they carefully avoided his death and took care of his feelings.
However, it was this very gentleness that was like an invisible sword, cutting him into pieces one by one, making him like them but hate himself for being dissatisfied.
While thinking about telling them, “I am not fragile, please don’t treat me like a weakling,” I also remember that I am indeed a weakling;
While cursing himself that they had been so accommodating to his incompetence, what right did he have to feel dissatisfied in his heart? At the same time, he thought darkly that "sympathy for the weak is the best opportunity for the strong to enjoy a sense of superiority."
I like it, but I also feel it is dazzling;
While liking, jealousy surges;
I like it, but I also want to escape.
He even hoped that they could be more harsh, like Glenshe, who ruthlessly judged the priority camp based on strength on the battlefield. During the battle against the golden behemoth, when Glenshe gave the order to retreat to the rear in the face of his master's dissatisfied eyes, he felt the sting of great unwillingness, but also a subtle sense of relief.
Ahhh…finally, there’s someone close to her who is expressing it openly.
If everyone could express their dissatisfaction with his fighting ability and the fact that he was holding them back like Glenshe did, would the rejection and abuse from the outside world offset some of their own disgust towards themselves?
If someone looked down on me on my behalf, would I stop hating myself so much?
Then he discovered that he was so incompetent that he even wanted to use other people to accomplish his hatred for himself.
How ridiculous, how humble, how selfish.
As a being like this, whose body and soul have become completely rotten, what qualifications do I have to enjoy her dependence, her smile, and the love hidden in her eyes - perhaps even she herself has not discovered it?
However, even though he knew he was rotten, he couldn't bring himself to leave.
Happiness is something that, after you have tasted it once, even if you know it does not belong to you, it is impossible to let it go easily.
He really did like everything about her.
In a bright and relaxed atmosphere, the three major races, the warriors, the humans, and the possessed moon messengers, could talk, laugh and play together peacefully. Whenever he was surrounded by the noise of the crowd, he would forget the fact that he was an inferior and unconsciously join in their conversation. Looking at their lively expressions, he would feel pure joy.
But once he returns to the battlefield, facts will force him to remember the fact he wants to avoid - he and they are different after all.
The more powerful people are around her, the smaller the foothold he can have.
Although she had already carved out a holy place in her heart, he did not have the courage to step into it.
Especially at the moment when Glen She brought the news of Xia Xue──the anxiety and self-loathing that had been accumulating for a long time almost squeezed his chest to explode.
Her rejection of Xiaxue could no longer bring him joy. His heart was filled with dull pain of love and heavy pressure.
She gave up such a precious weapon for him, but what could he bring her?
There's nothing. ────There's nothing!!
He suppressed the crushing feeling that almost suffocated him, and reluctantly raised the corners of his mouth to her. He also clearly saw the twins on the side casting a slightly worried and heartbroken look at him.
The most important master to you is right before your eyes.
His most reliable brother was right before his eyes.
The woman he loved most was right before his eyes.
Therefore, even though I can't do anything, I can at least not make them worry or let them be distracted by me.
They like an optimistic and forward-looking attitude, so be optimistic and forward-looking.
"Master—I will find a way to become stronger. I will definitely—any way will do. I will…find a way to become stronger!"
Once again, he lied with a sincere expression.
He knew that all the possible methods had already been used, all the possible efforts had already been made, and all the possible determination had already been exhausted.
Even if one's strength reaches the ninth level, one cannot escape the fact that one is an inferior product.
Reluctant? Of course.
Even if his master told him many times that she didn't care about his abilities, could he really put it behind him?
As a weapon of war, can he simply offload the pressure of the battlefield onto his brothers?
As a partner, could he be so irresponsible as to put his master in danger by saying that he was not strong enough?
As a man, could he watch the woman he loved, carrying the title of "Red Moon Priestess" and running forward without stopping, while he could only stay behind her and could not walk shoulder to shoulder with her no matter what?
I can’t do it, I can’t do it, I can’t do it.
Unwilling? Of course!!
He loved his master deeply, the way a man should love a woman.
However, even when he stroked her cheek with his hand and held her petite body in his arms, he had to bear endless guilt.
He knew that if he had not been lucky enough to become the first warrior she encountered in this world, he would never have been able to become one of the people standing by her side.
He had stood by her bed countless times, looking down at her peaceful sleeping face. He had wanted to secretly leave his mark on those soft lips countless times, but in reality, just reaching out to straighten the hair scattered on her cheeks took all his courage. This girl had no suspicion of him at all, so he could not destroy her trust in him.
He also fantasized about what he would be like after becoming stronger late at night.
I can confidently say, "Even if I can't get the Xia blood, I will not let you regret your decision, my master."
A self who can perform intimate actions towards his master like Hei Huo and Su Jie.
It's natural for me to express my possessiveness towards my master.
The more beautiful the fantasy is, the more it highlights the cruelty of reality.
When I came to my senses, I realized that there were more than thousands of mountains and rivers between me and those days.
He gradually felt a little tired.
The love for the master, the hatred for oneself, the unwillingness to accept reality, the powerlessness to face fantasy... everything is wrapped in the tenderness of the people around him and has nowhere to vent, and in the end it can only rot quietly.
Ahhhhh
Scrap metal, it's time for you to return to where it belongs.
However, just as he was taking the risk of suppressing the warrior named "Lahan" with a life-or-death mentality, and was hit by the unexpected blow, he found that he was not expecting this scene to happen as he imagined.
After all, when he was truly faced with death, he was afraid, just like millions of other creatures.
He began to realize his own stupidity and began to feel distressed by his master's face, which was twisted in pain.
He began to realize his wishful thinking and began to blame himself for his selfishness.
He began to realize his regrets and discovered that he still had so much reluctance and attachment.
I don't want to die—I don't want to die.
But he knew that no matter how much he cried out in his heart, he couldn't say it out loud.
If he spoke out, what kind of pain would his master and his brothers have to bear? Could that pain ever dissipate from the haze in their hearts?
Ahhh… Let them realize their own stupidity and selfishness.
If they are disappointed in me, one day they will forget me and heal the pain.
Finally, he spoke like this while swallowing and spitting out blood bubbles.
"So, the only thing I can do for you in the end is... to set you free."
The deathly pale look of his beloved also made him so painful that he forgot the wounds on his body.
He knew how self-righteous, selfish, and inconsiderate it was to say such things—but if he didn't hurt her now, the hurt she would feel towards him later would crush her.
"Without me,... you can choose a better weapon. Even if it's not Kasumi Blood, with your abilities, Master—you will definitely be able to obtain a weapon... that is much more useful than mine."
No. No.
How I wish that the long sword you own in this life is only mine──but as I am now, I can no longer ask you to treat me as the only one.
"Master, I've been very happy knowing you. ...I have no regrets. So, don't feel sad for me."
How can there be no regrets?
I can't accept it, I can't accept it.
If possible, I wish I were a fallen dark seed, able to arrange my own growth, able to gamble everything to hone myself in a place where you can't see, and when you come to your senses, you will find that I have grown to a point where even you are dumbfounded.
If God could give me another chance, I would really like to stand beside you with dignity!
At the last moment, he couldn't overcome his selfishness and kissed him.
"No, what causes me the most pain is not hatred, but indifference. ―So, to punish me for being so cruel, please forget me, Master."
He used up his last bit of strength to weave a lie that was almost true.
"Please forget me."
Please don't forget me.
I don't want to die.
I'm not willing to accept this.
The long sword Xiangying six-star quantitative seed turned back into cold iron broken into two pieces with endless regret and unwillingness, lying quietly on the ground.
The cry in his heart, from the beginning to the end, could not be conveyed even once.
What is left is only the most gentle lie.
The Outer Chapter Yaye is destined to be three times
The Dark-Fallen Yaye raised his eyebrows at the commanding heights of the Lasha Forest - on the branch of a large fir tree.
Outsiders appeared in the forest.
If outsiders appeared in other forests, it would be normal, but this is the Lasha Forest located outside the Weapon Tomb, which is considered a relatively safe wilderness in the Heyang Kingdom. Those wandering around here are all possessed moon messengers of around level three. Lingwusi who want to exercise their bodies generally do not come here.
Therefore, this area can be regarded as a private hunting ground designated by Yaye himself.
Yaye is a fallen dark species, and his food is no longer star power but human blood, but he still always comes here, sweeping away a large number of third-level possessed moon messengers in one go and putting their corpses into the storage space.
The possessed Moon Messengers cannot be considered truly dead unless they are killed by humans with weapons, because they will come back to life - but before they regenerate, they are still considered corpses, so they can be thrown into storage spaces that cannot accommodate living things. Taking advantage of this loophole, Yaye always comes here to collect corpses.
What is the use of collecting the corpses of the possessed Moon Envoys?
Not all weapons are needed. Some weapons that meet the standards but are of lower quality always find it difficult to find owners willing to serve them. There are even some that no one is willing to take them hunting until they die. There are kind-hearted people who are willing to help the weapons fill their stomachs, but generally speaking, their skills are mediocre and they are not even from the Spiritual Martial Division. Once they become strong, few people are willing to take care of the food and clothing issues that are not related to the weapons. Even if they are willing, there are so many hungry weapons and it is impossible for them to feed them one by one.
So, Yaye secretly organized these supposedly charity gatherings. He regularly gathered humans willing to help the war machines, as well as the hungry war machines who couldn't find their masters. He was responsible for delivering the "corpses"—the food for the war machines—to them, allowing them to replenish the corpses. This way, even those without fighting ability could easily help the war machines feed.
Of course, Yaye himself would never admit that it was a charity event. Every time the warriors looked at him with gratitude, he would yell at them and leave without looking back.
As long as it is a weapon, few have a bad impression of the Fallen Dark Race Yaye, but humans' evaluation of him is more subtle.
The few kindhearted people who knew about the charity work he was doing secretly were naturally curious about and admired him, but while he treated these kindhearted people in a low-key manner, he also did some extremely high-profile things that hurt humans.
A wealthy man who kept dozens of female slaves as bed slaves had his penis chopped off and was hung naked on the city wall;
The woman who abandoned her lover and married a human was slashed across her face and hanged from the tallest bell tower in the city.
The young master, who eloped when they were in love, began to have a rift with his girlfriend due to livelihood issues and even forced her to sell her body for money. He turned her into a dried corpse without a drop of blood and sent it back to his parents' bedroom;
Yaye is like a yardstick. Wherever he appears, he secretly measures the relationship between humans and weapons there. If there is too much bias, he will appear and severely cut one side off.
Therefore, most humans still look terrified when talking about Yaye. As long as they hear that Yaye is in a certain city, no matter how arrogant the young masters are, they will subconsciously give their fighting weapons a friendly look.
Yaye is not the strongest. His strength is not even as good as Xifeng, the last one among the emperor-level weapons. However, his ability to appear and disappear at will is not enough to defeat Xiaxue, the first one.
He can hover in mid-air like a ghost. As a Fallen Dark Being, the astral spirit detection function is ineffective against him. He can also materialize his shadow to wrap around any object, or even hide himself in the shadow and launch surprise attacks on the enemy from unexpected angles. If it weren't for his bold and open-minded personality and his refusal to use these abilities except to punish humans, he might be considered one of the most troublesome weapons in the world.
Therefore, even though he had made so many enemies of mankind and had suffered countless encirclements and plots, he still survived. Over time, the fear accumulated over the years made people regard Yaye as a part of the laws and rules. Even the national officials tacitly turned a blind eye when Yaye took action to sanction him - because when Yaye took action, no matter where or which country, he was fair and reasonable without any personal grudges - if the mistake made by that human was not unforgivable, he would not kill anyone casually.
It is precisely because of this that this black hero, chivalrous assassin and punisher, in people's hearts, not only has a bloody and hideous sense of fear, but also has a bit of tragedy and mystery.
──He must have suffered great harm from humans to become what he is now.
People's guess was not wrong, but Yaye was not a weak person who was so obsessed with the past and unable to get out of the haze. At least in the past hundred years, no matter how deep the hatred was, it should have been weathered into sand by now.
However, sometimes when he saw some scenes, he would still feel a little dazzling.
The nearest town to the Lasha Forest, Wilvis, is only ten sanmars away. However, the master and servant who broke into the forest had no intention of hunting in the more valuable hunting spots near the town. They just stayed in the forest, fighting against those third-level possessed moon messengers all day long, and inadvertently stole many corpses that Yaye had reserved.
Yaye was a little unhappy, but it was impossible for him to compete with the younger generation whose strength was so much different from his, so he could only hide in the dark and watch them hunting.
As time went on, his impatience turned into a hint of surprise.
The black-haired girl Lingwusi only had a long sword, and her movements were a bit childish and immature. It was obvious that she was a novice Lingwusi. But even so, with her contract power, she had no problem controlling the five-stringed weapon across levels. However, the long sword in her hand was actually a defective product with very thin star spiritual power.
Is he helping him hunt out of sympathy? Or is he unable to afford the contract rights to better weapons so he has to make do with what he has?
He immediately discovered that it was neither.
The girl truly regarded the defective white weapon as her most important weapon. They hunted day and night, and at night they snuggled up to each other and fell asleep in the fragrance of the aylan grass. Their eyes were full of trust as they looked at each other, without a trace of utilitarianism or gaps.
Yaye frowned in the dark.
Once upon a time, I was also the protagonist of such a scene, but what happened afterwards?
He sneered in his heart. The scene that was so warm that made others want to bless them became as glaring as a curse in his eyes.
The bloodiest part of the memory was brought back to the surface of his mind. He even hated the two close master and servant for no reason. He almost wanted to go up to them, taunt them, defeat them, and watch them flee when disaster struck.
But he was not a young man after all, and this kind of immature thought just flashed through his mind before he suppressed it.
He was jealous, he was sarcastic, and he hoped that the final outcome between the two would be the same as what he had experienced, so that he could feel psychologically balanced, but at the same time, he had a secret expectation in a corner of his heart.
I hope that this girl will be different from her former master, and will always have this clean and soft expression and continue this bond.
I hope they can fulfill their unattainable wishes and make up for the regrets and emptiness in their hearts.
I hope they can proudly announce to the world that humans and weapons can stand together forever and sincerely.
He secretly pulled away the high-level possessed Moon Envoy that was attracted by the two's activities in the forest, and then watched their feelings grow warmer. When he saw the girl's smile that could simply illuminate people's hearts when the long sword was upgraded to three-pointed, he even felt that his heart, which had been frozen for decades, was opened a little by this warmth.
Don't waver, don't waver. At the beginning, everyone tries to please people in this way.
Yaye shook his head to interrupt the shock in his heart, and filled the crack with solid ice again.
I'll see how long you can hold on.
He said this in his heart with a bit of ridicule, a bit of malice and a bit of subtle expectation.
However, just as he said this in his heart, when he came to his senses, he found that he had still used some tricks and stood in front of them - after discovering the evil deeds of Xia Li, who was said to be a distant relative of Darim (later confirmed to be a distant relative of Darim's substitute) in the town of Wilvis, when he punished her, he intentionally or unintentionally led her escape direction to the Lasha Forest.
That was how they met, and he knew the names of the master and servant.
The girl's name was Xiang Beichen, the long sword was Xiang Ying, and when the short sword Al fell into darkness, Xiang Ying pressed her into his arms and used his body to cover the bloody scene. When she opened her eyes and saw the dried corpse on the ground, whose original appearance could no longer be seen, there was nothing else in her eyes except fear of the corpse and imperceptible disgust.
From beginning to end, she didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with Yaye killing the other person - by the way, she just said something very interesting.
"Although war machines are considered one of the two most intelligent races in the world, they are ultimately dependent on humans for survival. And you've actually forced your own war machines to abandon their own survival and turn against you—I'm sorry, I don't want your money."
She was able to analyze such details so calmly in the face of Xia Li, who appeared as a victim and promised to pay more than 100,000 riyals for protection, and did not take any action to defend her. This really surprised Yaye a little. Then, when Xiang Ying was insulted, she showed a cold and murderous expression for a moment, and kicked the other party to the ground without hesitation, which made Yaye feel shocked in his heart.
no the same……
She was not the same person as the woman in his memory.
Until the end, when Yaye dropped the corpse and left, the look in her eyes when she looked at herself was just the instinctive fear of facing a powerful enemy, mixed with a bit of curiosity, but without the slightest disgust.
"See you later, Xiang Beichen."
His mood suddenly brightened, and he dropped his arrogant smile and turned to leave.
If you can still keep this look in your eyes when we meet next time──I might...
──Maybe, what?
Yaye was stunned in the dark, then shook his head with a sarcastic smile.
What are you thinking about? Have you been walking alone for too long?
Then, on the night of the star disaster not long after, Yaye was still lying in ambush in the dark and observing the battle situation as before. If the human side really couldn't hold on, he would also help. After all, he didn't want to see a small town being razed to the ground by the possessed moon messenger. And in this chaotic battlefield, his attention was involuntarily attracted by two of them - Beichen, who was in a state of panic when Xiang Ying was injured, and almost forgot that he was still within the attack range of the Disaster Emperor Star Spirit Cannon.
Yaye almost couldn't hold back from attacking - but fortunately a gray-haired warrior stepped forward to block the attack for her - had she made friends so quickly?
He came to his senses and saw that he had half extended his hand.
So what if you showed up? You're a Fallen Dark One, can you really join in the warm atmosphere around her? Besides, you can no longer be used by humans, Yaye. He reminded himself with a sneer.
Never mind. This woman was just a special passer-by in his life. A night walker like him was ultimately only suited to a comfortable life of solitude. It was time to return to the life he deserved. I heard the battle between Third Prince Rui and Protoss Mine Governor Darim had recently reached a fever pitch. I'd been keeping an eye on that big cancer for a while now, so I decided to go and take a look.
So when he met the two familiar figures in the Grand River Valley for the second time, he couldn't help but feel that there was a real connection between him and them.
After secretly observing for a while, Xiang Ying looked better than the last time they met, but there was a pair of twin hooked claws and a beige-haired young man beside Xiang Beichen. She seemed to have signed a contract with the hooked claws, and the strength of the hooked claws was quite impressive. The concentration of the three-pointed star spiritual power was terrifyingly high.
Yaye sneered in his heart - you are nothing but this, Xiang Beichen.
However, just when he was feeling extremely disappointed, he saw her in the distance, like a spoiled child, rushing towards Xiang Ying amid the mockery of the twin claws, and then being caught by the other party with a helpless and doting smile.
...Hmm? Aren't you tired of him or disgusted with him?
Why did she still look at Xiang Ying with such dependence and trust? Why did Xiang Ying's gaze towards her become even more intense than before, even tinged with devout admiration and love? Didn't she already possess claws a hundred times more powerful than Xiang Ying's? Why didn't she transfer her empathy to the claws that surpassed Xiang Ying's in both appearance and strength?
And—why, as her weapons, those hooked claws treated her so impudently and casually, yet she wasn't angry? They flicked her forehead, smacked her head, their actions so intimate that they didn't seem like master and servant, but rather like old friends who had known each other for years—how could she control them like this? Why didn't she punish them with a brand?
She didn't even think about using the brand to order the two arrogant twins to do anything.
Once again, his impulse overcame his rationality and he appeared before them. This time, Yaye did not leave immediately, but chose to stay—not only to deal with Darim, but also because he was really jealous.
I envy this atmosphere of unbridled, noisy laughter that completely disregards racial positions and is completely unaffected by the hierarchy of masters and servants.
Yaye, who thought he had lived for more than a hundred years and had long lost interest in human relationships, was ultimately no exception.
He carried Xiang Beichen, who was exhausted from climbing the mountain, and moved quickly through the valley. He glanced at her awkward expression with cautious eyes and amusement, and his mood involuntarily became better.
It seems that after wandering for so many years, I finally found something interesting to do.
Then, he learned that Xiang Beichen was the Red Moon Priestess.
Strangely enough, when he found out she was a shrine maiden, he wasn't surprised at all, because she always gave him a sense of otherworldliness, as if she didn't belong to this world. But later, when she told him everything, he realized that she really wasn't.
He did not feel any real sense of fear or threat - nor did he have any intention of eradicating her efforts to eliminate future troubles for the world. In fact, he even led Rui to perform a world-class show to reduce the impact of the Red Moon Priestess's advent, and even threatened her with unfounded rewards not to return to her original world.
He saw her eyes sparkling with tears and suddenly felt that -
Perhaps, the era that belongs to him, no - to them, is about to come.
He had been drawn into the vortex of the Red Moon Witch. Escaping from nature was not in his nature. So what should he do? What could he do?
By the way, his advantage is time.
He had lived for hundreds of years. He could easily see through people's thoughts and had overcome countless psychological difficulties. If he wanted to, he could easily guide other people's emotions and opinions, but most of the time he was too lazy to do so - but she was different. She was the one who shouldered the greatest burden in the world.
He couldn't help but feel a little worried - could these thin shoulders and gentle heart withstand the huge waves that would happen in the future? After all, she was still a little naive and immature.
But it doesn’t matter. If you can’t hold on, come to me and I can help you overcome yourself.
As long as you are willing to come to me.
Yaye said this secretly with a trace of heartache in his heart that he himself did not even realize.
Then, for the third time, they met in the Great Forest of Dirunak.
When he bit the skin on the black-haired girl's neck and greedily swallowed her blood, Yaye saw something.
When the Fallen Dark Seed sucks blood, it can occasionally vaguely glimpse the past events of the blood's owner through the blood - the more deeply these events are engraved in the other person's memory, the clearer the blood-sucking Fallen Dark Seed can see.
So, he saw it.
He saw a little girl following an elderly woman through a shabby street, picking up scraps from a trash can. The old woman and the young woman didn't show any complaints or resentment, but instead exchanged glances and laughed while they were doing it.
He saw the little girl enter a training camp with many of her peers. Every day, she silently endured the ridicule of a few rich kids, but only worked harder to read the passages in the book.
He saw her, now a young girl, being surrounded by a few obscene-looking men and forced to eat something. Then, as they tore her clothes off, she struggled and resisted like a roaring, lonely beast, but until someone came and hugged her in his arms—with a stubborn expression, she didn't shed a single tear.
He saw the young girl holding the old woman's tattered body, her face up and crying loudly with tears and snot streaming down her face, her eyes full of desolation.
Yaye closed his eyes, slowly swallowed the last mouthful of blood, and pulled the fangs out of her skin.
The girl in front of him looked a little weak, but she was still looking at him with concern. He subconsciously overlapped her face with the crying face that just flooded into his memory.
He suddenly felt that a part of his heart was slowly softening.
Xiang Beichen, the first time we met was accidental, the second time we met was coincidental, and the third time was fate.
Since we are so destined to meet, how about we see what kind of gifts the future has in store for us?
Yaye turned his head, and at an angle where no one could see, he swept away the gloom brought about by the arguments before he sucked the blood, and smiled happily.
He finally decided to stay - by her side.
III Protoss Revolution
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