The lips of the Blue Silver Witch were soft and cold.
A faint fragrance spread through Xia's nose, and he couldn't help but think of the night orchid that bloomed at the turn of dawn and dusk.
At the same time, those slender fingers were still writing on Char's palm.
"Char-nii-san, your virginity...was taken away by me."
"This is the compensation I want."
The itchy feeling in the palm of the hand paused for a moment, then moved again.
"There are a lot of people here."
"Let's go to a place with fewer people."
The next moment, the flowing dusk that enveloped the hall gently enveloped the figures of Char and Silvia.
...
...
Then, their figures quickly faded under the cover of dusk and disappeared.
After a while, the solidified dim yellow halo around it quietly shattered.
"What happened?"
"I was under an illusion? Lost consciousness for a period of time?"
"No."
The title-level beastmasters who were invited as guests looked horrified and shook their heads.
"Rather than saying it was an illusion... it's better to say that the time in this world was frozen by some great mystery."
"But to freeze the time of so many of us Title-level Beast Tamers at the same time, even a Legendary Master can't do such an outrageous thing, right?"
"Could it be that a demigod descended here just now?"
"By the way, where is the Rose Emperor? And where is Char Eggot?"
Someone looked up blankly.
In their memory, it was clear that Guderian was completely furious just now, so he revealed his trump card, the Rose Emperor who had been promoted to the legendary level, and vowed to completely wipe out Char.
But at this moment, not only did the Rose Emperor disappear, but even Char's figure was hard to find.
The only thing left was the blonde girl in the center of the hall, with extremely cold blue eyes, as if she was ready to kill someone at any time.
Aurora did not sense any hostility from Sylvia, so she moved aside just now.
Unexpectedly, the strange female legend was indeed not Char's enemy.
But, he was clearly her own enemy.
Aurora's eyes were cold, as if they could burst into flames at any time.
That was the boy who belonged only to her!
Especially his first kiss.
That was something Airola had treasured for a long time. Countless times when Char fell asleep, she would sit in bed and look at that childlike sleeping face, resisting the urge to take it away.
I want to wait until we are adults and truly take that step before I can savor this treasure carefully.
Of course, Airola knew that with Xia Ya's aura of being a "beautiful boy", there would be people who would keep an eye on her baby.
Therefore, Arora has always been very cautious and treading on thin ice...carefully keeping out those big bad wolves who coveted her little white rabbit.
However, he did not expect that he had stopped the Saint of the Dawn from the Holy Court and President Diris... Even Her Royal Highness the Second Princess and the Queen of the Night, who had vaguely shown some clues, had stepped up their guard in preparation.
However, due to a moment of carelessness, the peaches were picked by someone else.
Obviously, both Char and she have just reached adulthood, so they can move on to the next step as long as they find the right opportunity!
The most infuriating thing is that Airola didn't even know the silver-haired witch. At first she thought she was someone from the Black Tower sent by Char's teacher to rescue her, and she didn't know how Char got in touch with her.
At this moment, Aurora's beautiful blue eyes paused slightly.
Because she saw a piece of paper quietly appearing where Char and Silvia disappeared.
A trace of confusion flashed in Aurora's eyes. She walked forward and took the note in her hand.
All I could see was a line of beautiful, light golden handwriting slowly emerging on the white paper.
"Ms. Aurora Ingrid, or... Xiao Ai?"
"I can call you that, because I saw that Char-nii-san also called you that."
"I was present at the previous dinner and saw it all. I know he is very important to you. If he suddenly disappeared, you would be very worried... so I thought I should tell you."
"I'll take Char-nii-san away first."
"But don't worry, Ms. Aurora. I will send Brother Char back to your home in good condition."
"Sylvia Brunstadt"
It was not until then that Airola learned the true identity of this strange female legendary beastmaster.
The founder of the White Tower, the "Silver Witch" Sylvia.
She became a legend five hundred years ago, and today it seems that she has made even greater progress.
If an ordinary person received a note from the almighty Lord of the White Tower, he would probably be flattered.
But at this moment, Airola's mood was not good at all.
The two words "intact" and "Brother Xia" on the white note were so glaring that Airola couldn't help but grit her teeth.
As we all know, all third-party interferers from ancient times to the present prefer to start with the younger sister who shouts "I only feel sorry for my brother".
Also, how can you, a legendary strong man from five hundred years ago, have the nerve to call yourself a younger sister.
tear——
The paper was cut by the sharp energy of the lance, leaving tiny cracks.
…
Char closed his eyes and felt the world spinning around him.
This feeling was somewhat similar to when he was pulled into the astral realm by his teacher Hathaway, but it was much softer.
But even so.
The softness between the lips has not yet dissipated.
Xia opened his eyes unconsciously, but saw the face of a girl in front of him with her eyes tightly closed and her eyelashes slightly fluttering.
This face was exactly the same as the one in Char's memory, as if the five hundred years had not left the slightest trace on Sylvia's body.
Unlike Airola's previous light kiss on the forehead, it was just a quick touch and then gone.
Sylvia's kiss was much longer, with a deep and strong sense of attachment.
He kept taking greedily like this and was unwilling to stop for a long time.
After a long time, the two separated again.
Sylvia's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she opened her eyes, revealing a pair of beautiful silver eyes.
"Brother Xia, how do you feel now?"
The pleasant sound like wind chimes was not in his ears, but rang directly in the depths of Char's heart.
Char thought about it and was about to say something polite like "I'm flattered."
But the next moment, he heard his own voice echoing throughout the world: "Although it's a little unexpected, it feels great."
"Fuck, what is this place?"
It was not until then that Char discovered the difference in the world around him. It is no longer the spacious and magnificent Hall of Oath as before.
Instead, there was a deep and quiet courtyard. Deep in the courtyard, there was a small tree with tiny white flowers blooming.
I was sitting on the steps of the courtyard. There was a bright moon in the sky and in the distance I could faintly hear the roar of the waves of the Grand Sea hitting the rocks.
Xia recognized this place...
This was the former capital of Cang Ting, deep in the Grand Duke’s mansion, the courtyard that belonged exclusively to Sylvia.
When the two had just met, Char and Sylvia spent one difficult night after another here, looking at the flowers and plants in the courtyard, drinking milk tea or coffee.
But this courtyard should have been burned down in the fire in the capital of Cang Ting five hundred years ago.
"This is my spiritual world as a legend, and it is also the embodiment of my mental landscape, Brother Xia."
Sylvia's pleasant voice sounded again. She also sat on the steps next to Char, looking at the sky in the distance.
There was a hint of imperceptible shyness on that fair face because of Xia's straightforward answer "It feels so good" earlier.
"Or rather, this is actually the spirit world."
Char nodded.
According to the extraordinary knowledge he possessed, the spiritual world was actually the aggregation of the inner worlds of countless intelligent creatures in the multiverse.
But Char didn't know that there was a way to bring other people's spirits into his own inner world.
I can only say that you guys really know how to play Legend.
"What about my physical body in the Prime Material Plane?"
"I have sent him back to Brother Xia's house. He is now sleeping soundly in his bedroom."
The corners of the girl's mouth suddenly curled up: "But I didn't know until now that Brother Xia's sleeping face is so cute."
"She is so mysterious and pretentious on weekdays, making it hard for people to see through her, but she is so childish when she is sleeping."
Char facepalmed.
He imagined himself lying on the bed, defenseless and sleeping, while Sylvia sat beside him and watched quietly...
I suddenly felt that the cool and aloof persona that I had worked so hard to build up in front of Sylvia had completely collapsed, like a large-scale social death scene.
Fortunately, Sylvia didn't dwell on the topic of social death for too long, and soon turned her attention back to Char.
"This is the spiritual world, and it is also my spiritual ocean. All my thoughts and ideas will be revealed in a more direct way."
"So, don't lie, you can only tell the truth."
Sylvia looked straight into Char's eyes and spoke word by word.
There was a hint of anticipation in those beautiful silver eyes, but also a hint of homesickness.
"Brother Xia, I want to know everything that happened that night."
"And, what position do I occupy in your heart?"
…
What kind of damn fatal question is this?
Xia sighed in his heart.
However, it is indeed time to understand your own heart.
If I could have used the excuse that "five hundred years have passed, maybe the other party has forgotten me long ago".
But when Sylvia's kiss came, Xia knew that he had no way to hide.
Or in fact, he didn't need to hide. Char knew that he had always been a very greedy person. A non-greedy person would not aspire to write a "Guide to the Evaluation of Alien Customs".
Only children do multiple-choice questions, adults only choose to take them all.
Moreover, many things are just misunderstandings.
The current Sylvia is no longer the young, immature, and defenseless little girl. She is already one of the strongest people in the Western Continent and no longer needs to rely on hatred to survive.
The next moment, Char's body began to fade rapidly.
Finally, it turned into a ball of illusory, deep black fog.
This is a spiritual world where there is no matter but only spirit. Therefore, as a pure spiritual being, Char can theoretically change his form at will.
This cloud-like state is the most efficient state for information transmission.
Noticing Char's actions, Silvia quickly understood Char's intentions.
Theoretically speaking, a fourth-ring beastmaster has only just begun to recognize the location of his own spiritual world and is still far from being able to control his mind so freely or even change the symbolic form of his spirit.
However, since it's Brother Xia, there's nothing surprising about it.
Sylvia's figure also began to fade rapidly and turned into a ball of mist as well.
But unlike Xia Ya's deep black fog, Sylvia's spiritual symbol is a ball of pure silver mist, hazy, elegant and magnificent.
Sylvia's spirit took the initiative to approach Char, and soon approached the dark mist.
Then, the black fog and the silver clouds blended seamlessly, slowly becoming one and indistinguishable from each other.
This is the state in which the spiritual body is most closely connected. With just a thought or intention, the other person can know what is in their heart.
Xia's mind moved slightly.
The next moment, wisps of pitch-black mist emanated from his spiritual symbol.
Then, it rushed towards the silver clouds.
That was the final scene of the remnants of the history of the ancient country of Cang Ting. Char used up the last of his strength to release Tsukuyomi, which was peeled off and rewritten from the depths of Sylvia's consciousness, cutting out fragments of memory.
This is also the emptiness and flaws that Sylvia discovered in her soul when she examined her heart from a higher perspective after being promoted to a legendary.
Wisps of black mist quickly penetrated the periphery and reached the center of the silver cloud.
That is the core of Sylvia's soul, the lifeblood of every beastmaster, and the key to building their self-awareness and cognition.
For any Beastmaster who majors in spiritual power, this is more important than the physical body and will never be allowed to be touched by outsiders.
After all, if the physical body is gone, you can still rely on your strong mental power to reincarnate or live a new life...but if you lose even the self-awareness, then even if the physical body is still there, you are no longer yourself.
Those cults spread their doctrines and deceive believers by using pollutants to forcibly infect the believers' soul cores and rewrite their self-cognition, so that they can quickly cultivate such devout fanatics.
However, facing the black mist sent by Char, Sylvia did not choose to refuse.
She took the initiative to remove her legendary mental barrier, allowing the black mist that bore the imprint of Char's soul to flow into the core of her soul.
The pure spiritual energy merged into Sylvia's soul.
Thus, the gaps and omissions in the memory of that night were filled and completed.
The feeling of soul fullness made her feel quite comfortable. The illusory figure of Sylvia's spirit body trembled slightly... and the entire pale silver cloud-like spirit body began to ripple in circles.
After a long time.
The ripples of the silvery clouds had just subsided.
The black fog and silver clouds separated again and transformed into solid human figures once again.
But for some reason, Sylvia's delicate and white face, as beautiful as a porcelain doll,
At this moment, her face was stained with a blush that was difficult to conceal.
It was like a fiery red glow that lingered for a long time.
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