Although the [Bright Radiance Manifested in the World] Talent didn’t state it outright, everything it implied encouraged Westheid to enact the Reversed Celestial Spirit.
Otherwise, no matter how he expanded the Qinghui Territory’s domain, the ultimate authority would still be in the hands of the Pure Holy Spirit. Westheid would never be foolish enough to pin his hopes on soone else.
Especially not an unreliable being like the Pure Holy Spirit.
When your house is extrely valuable but the Old Deng at ho has lost his marbles, what should you do?
You change the na on the property deed, of course! You can’t just let Old Deng keep squandering it, can you?
"W-West... are you going to take my entire Purity Forest away?"
Hearing his plan to bleed her dry, the Pure Holy Spirit’s delicate body trembled. A mist welled up in her clear, beautiful eyes, creating a heart-wrenching sight as she said weakly:
"N-no, don’t do that... If I don’t have the Purity Forest, Watasie will..."
Westheid said, full of exasperation:
"What’s with that expression? What’s with that look in your eyes? And what good are those tears? Can you defeat Chaos with tears? It makes want to fly a Floating Battleship over here and crash it!"
"It’s like I said: with great power cos great responsibility. The Qinghui Territory can no longer remain the size of a single Imperial Province. To survive, we must expand the Land of Qinghui. This is a duty that carries the fate of billions and resists the Chaos eroding the Mortal World. Can you bear that responsibility?"
Just as he expected, as soon as he put pressure on the white-haired maiden, the Pure Holy Spirit’s pretty face turned deathly pale.
She stopped talking and simply wiped away her tears.
After a long mont, she said weakly:
"Then... I have conditions, too."
"Of course, that’s no problem. As long as it doesn’t cross my bottom line and it’s within my power, anything is possible."
Westheid was being reasonable. Stripping the ownership of the Purity Forest from a Holy Spirit was no small matter.
’A Holy Spirit is a Spirit of Nature born from a Holy Land. If you control the Holy Land, you completely grasp the Holy Spirit’s lifeline. You hold the power of life and death over her, so what’s wrong with giving her a little sothing sweet?’
"First, you can’t make work all the ti."
The Pure Holy Spirit held up a finger and said, "Like that new path West created—you made build the entire frawork. I haven’t even had ti to sleep."
Westheid raised an eyebrow. "It’s just for this busy period. Afterward, you can work three days and have four days off."
"Mmm-hmm. And another thing! You can’t touch my garden!"
"Don’t worry, this area will be your private plot. I won’t interfere."
’Westheid appeared generous, but he knew that once the transfer was complete, wouldn’t he be the one calling the shots on how to handle her?’
’He could be rciful when it suited him, and he could just as easily turn hostile.’
"Then there’s just one last thing."
The Pure Holy Spirit was extrely easy to please. She nodded with a smile and looked at Westheid.
"I wanna watch you ’tutor’ soone, y’know?"
Westheid: "...What?"
"Right here would be fine. I can build a love nest for you, West! Beautiful, lovely children being ’tutored,’ performing the great, harmonious fusion of life... Tsk, tsk, just thinking about it is so beautiful."
The Pure Holy Spirit cupped her blushing cheeks, her expression rapturous.
In the Holy Spirit’s eyes, the resonance between lives was a beautiful art form, untainted by lust.
’How about I pin *you* down and "tutor" *you* instead!’
Westheid was so angry he laughed. The Pure Holy Spirit’s outrageous demand made him want to pin down his degenerate Holy Spirit Ancestor and take her right then and there.
He wasn’t joking. If Reiya and Mivana weren’t watching from the side, he really would have done it.
"If you don’t satisfy my three conditions, I absolutely won’t agree! Oh, and I want to watch the ’tutoring’ right now! Otherwise, how can I believe you’re sincere?"
The Pure Holy Spirit, having been given an inch, now tried to take a mile. In one smooth motion, she crossed her arms, tilted her head, closed her eyes, and puffed out her cheeks.
"You won’t even let watch the ’tutoring,’ and you still say you’re on my side!"
’Hm? If she was going to put it that way, then the situation was different.’
Westheid suddenly realized his Holy Spirit Ancestor might actually be trying to give him an assist.
So, Duke Qinghui took a second to compose his expression before turning his head with a troubled look.
"Since you’ve put it like that... it’s not that I have a problem with it, but..."
"I have no problem with it."
Before Westheid could finish, Mivana took a step forward under the Silver-haired Princess’s astonished gaze and volunteered.
"I’ll do the ’tutoring’ with Teacher West."
"Ha! That’s wonderful! I don’t usually like sullied Beastn, but since you’re very pretty, it’s okay."
The Pure Holy Spirit clapped her small hands excitedly, then turned her pure, clear eyes to Reiya.
"What about you? Do you want to be ’tutored’ too, child with half the blood of the Supre Yang?"
Reiya was taken aback. "Eh? ...?"
The Silver-haired Princess pondered for a mont before asking Duke Qinghui:
"West, is this really important to you?"
Westheid imdiately realized he needed to give a crucial answer. He fell silent for a mont, his eyes a perfect pie chart of emotion: thirty percent reluctance, thirty percent difficulty, thirty percent desire, and ten percent resistance.
"This is truly important to ."
The Pure Holy Spirit imdiately shrieked, "If you don’t let watch the ’tutoring,’ I’ll never agree!"
With the clamoring White-haired Holy Spirit fanning the flas, Reiya slowly nodded.
’Holy Spirit Ancestor, you’ve done well! You’ve done so well!’
Westheid hadn’t expected this to happen when he brought the two won here. Duke Qinghui had only brought them because he had already decided on Reiya and Mivana as his Ascension Apostles, and he felt he shouldn’t hide such an important matter from them.
But he never expected this little interlude.
’It wasn’t that a certain soone was just thinking with his dick; he simply wanted his ’wings’ to be able to coexist harmoniously. Westheid believed that the barriers between people could only be broken down through deeper understanding and honest interaction.’
’Hadn’t their relationship already thawed a bit after fighting side-by-side before?’
The Pure Holy Spirit raised a fist. "Yay!"
***
Afterward, the three of them stayed in the Holy Land for a day and a night, until the Pure Holy Spirit voluntarily transferred ownership of the Holy Land to Westheid, making Duke Qinghui the undisputed master of the Purity Forest and, by extension, the entire Qinghui Territory.
Westheid was able to leave, completely satisfied. To his regret, however, that day and night did nothing to improve the relationship between Reiya and Mivana. In fact, it created yet another rift between them.
"Just as I thought. I still can’t accept you."
On the way back, Reiya looked at the carefree Wolf-eared Maiden, her magnificent Cang Tong eyes filled with animosity.
"Why is that? Wasn’t it a very pleasant experience?"
The Lady Knight, however, wagging her tail, seed unconcerned. She lowered her eyelids slightly, hiding her brilliant golden eyes, looking as if she were savoring a delightful mory.
"Pleasant? A selfish person like you—do you even deserve to be called a Knight of Chivalry?"
Mivana tilted her head. "Shouldn’t you ask the person involved? Teacher West, what do you think?"
’Fuck, don’t ask .’
Westheid, forced into the middle of this Chaotic Scene, couldn’t help but sigh internally.
’What a miscalculation.’
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