Looking at Helair’s mischievous and teasing actions, Fisher’s breath beca extrely rapid in an instant. He didn’t know why, but clearly, Helair wasn’t even female, yet always carried a faint, comforting fragrance.
That scent was hard to describe specifically; if Fisher were to give it a rating, he’d probably just say "pleasant" and that’s it.
But the feeling was resonant, like lying comfortably in the shade ford by dense sunflower fields in the afternoon, wrapped in the cool soil yet still able to vaguely see the sun in the sky.
Unable to control himself, he reached out towards the white robe Helair had lifted with one hand, wanting to touch her tender, fair skin through that thin robe. But just as he was about to touch her skin, she very wickedly let down the white robe she had grasped with one hand, it fell like an iron block, knocking down his outstretched hand.
Before Fisher could react, her bare foot landed directly on his chest, pinning him against the tree he was leaning on behind him.
Her jade-like foot shape fell like a hot iron on the "infinity" seal that Renie had left, effortlessly covering and erasing the trace left by Renie.
She lightly pressed her clean right foot on Fisher’s chest, along with her finger, wavering as if to say "No," but her eyes were full of playfulness and allure,
"How did your reproductive ability beco like this? Are you the offspring or a clan of a black goat, unable to be restful even when just injured..."
"Black goat, what is that?"
"Well..." She nodded her chin, paused for a second or two, then smiled and said, "A powerful creature imagined by angels, since we don’t have reproductive ability and are arrogant, we consider reproduction as the original sin for a long ti. Black goats are such ugly, unethical, reproduction-obsessed strange creatures, similar to you."
"...I’ve already turned over a new leaf."
Helair smiled and slowly lowered her gaze, as if noticing sothing, her smile deepened a bit. But instead of continuing to tease Fisher, she said,
"Hmm, it doesn’t seem that way. But not now, rewards co as payback for effort, if you make feel amused, it’s not impossible, of course, you can also beco strong enough, like crushing in rank, then strictly teach , the mischievous angel who loves to tease you."
She still carried a playful smile, yet her body posed like a shy lady hugging herself, leaving Fisher speechless. He rubbed his head and said,
"For example, the thod you ntioned before about helping enter the Mythical Rank?"
"That’s right, I do have a thod to let you enter the Mythical Rank."
"...Arousing desire like this, letting enter the Mythical Rank, aren’t you afraid of being the first to suffer? A year ago, my rank wasn’t even at the Extraordinary Rank."
Helair applied slightly more force on Fisher’s chest on the Renie seal, her smile unchanged,
"Amusent always accompanies risk, I’m well aware of this. Also now it seems your risk outweighs mine~"
"What a madwoman, but I don’t believe you’re doing this just for amusent...even without helping , you have countless other ways to entertain yourself, right?"
Upon hearing these words, Helair withdrew her right foot from his chest and squatted in front of him, looking around at the twisted branches, resting her chin as she said,
"Exactly, if I were to give another reason. As you saw earlier, you were targeted by an unknown existence, and the opponent was of Mythical Rank existence, which hearkens the saying ’hundreds of secrets, one overlooked’. There’s a chance that next ti if I’m too busy to entertain myself without watching over you, sothing might happen to you?"
"So, who exactly was the Mythical Rank existence that targeted ? Angels of the Holy Land? Archangel Raguel and Archangel Raphael?"
Helair decisively spread her hands, innocently saying,
"How would I know? There are only 200 Mythical Species, not to ntion other races that might break through to Mythical Rank. There’s a chance that what you’ve done couldn’t be tolerated by the gods, and they might send Death to take you for atonent?"
"..."
For real, the gods are that petty?
According to this standard, many gentlen of Nali would have been cleared by Death countless tis, right?
If strictly differentiated, perhaps just having a wider range of beloved ladies?
"Snap!"
"Alright, back to the topic, let tell you the thod for other races to enter the Mythical Rank."
Helair clapped her hands together with a crisp sound, pulling Fisher’s scattered attention and slowly rising reproductive desire back on track, letting him refocus on Helair’s stunning face.
"You already know that Mythical Rank can, in a sense, transcend certain restrictions of rules. Essentially, it ans that the individual’s life quality goes beyond normal rule restrictions. Although the end point reached is the sa, there are two different paths to take during the process."
Helair smiled, raised her first finger,
"First is the path most Mythical Species and Mythical Creatures take, ’[transcending the rules inherently conforming more to them]’, all living creatures are, in so sense, believers of Order. This way of climbing is actually increasing one’s compatibility with the rules. But it would be very difficult for you to take this path, as your starting point is Human, the lowest existence in this world’s hierarchy. For you to climb here has already tacitly ant taking the other path, so we’ll focus on the other path."
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