Let the White Bull of Heaven take a few steps back.
As the supre power was divided between the two mages, the Dream Stairs also welcod a Promotion Ceremony destined to beco the beginning of history. In the chaotic Void Realm’s third layer, four female mages were about to initiate a new Secret Poison legend.
The ceremony where Ash and the Dazzling Star shared the Supre Holy Grail was broadcast live across the All Virtual Realm, and Freyja and the others on the Dream Stairs naturally could see it.
In fact, since the Ruby Mountain was at the top of the Dream Stairs, they were in the best seats, witnessing Ash, with the help of Rose and the Silver Lamp, forcibly snatch back half of the Supre Holy Grail from the Dazzling Star, vying with the Divine Lord with his mortal body.
Seeing this scene, the four of them had different expressions.
The most worried was Freyja, who seed to feel Ash’s emotions through the layer of the Void Realm, her eyes welling up with mist;
Hanna was so excited that she was on her tiptoes, looking at Ash’s back with eyes full of admiration;
Tamasi clenched her shield with a disgruntled face, secretly hating why she wasn’t on the battlefield;
Siflin calmly looked up at Ash’s coronation, gently clapping her hands.
When this unprecedented festival ended, and everything returned to normal, Freyja exhaled a long breath, her tense mood dropped and she collapsed softly to the ground, "Ash is fine, that’s so good..."
"Transcending the Divine Lord’s boundaries, the Supre of Magic... Now the only mages qualified to step into the seventh layer of the Void Realm, aside from Dazzling Star, is Ash." Hanna’s eyes twinkled with unexplainable light: "He will beco the strongest mage in history..."
"He’s already on a battlefield I can’t reach." Tamasi was full of unwillingness, stamping her foot resentfully, letting out a long sigh: "When on earth will I be able to catch up?"
Siflin squatted beside Freyja, asking with a smile, "Do you really think it’s good? Ash has to return to reality now, you know."
"Of course it’s good, he’ll be safe back in reality!" Freyja imdiately replied, "After all, in reality, he has... has..."
iwa got stuck, suddenly realizing what was waiting for Ash in reality.
"On one side is the Sword Maiden, waiting for close to half a year, full of love and longing, and on the other is Ash, pursuing from the Blood Moon to the Dazzling Star, enduring countless hardships to entangle with his true love."
The little bat leaned in close to iwa’s ear, whispering like a demon: "They can finally et in reality, now it’s surely going to be like the grasslands on Midsumr Night, where thunder ignites earth’s fire, and all the grass will catch fire. When they et, they’ll definitely embrace and kiss, won’t they?"
"Ugh ugh..."
"And then, isn’t it normal for everyone, covered in dust from traveling, to bathe together?"
"Ugh ugh..."
"Surely they’ll sleep together at night too, since they’ll have endless topics to talk about, endless sweet words to share. When the feeling deepens, mingling like water and milk, they’ll definitely do what you’re thinking about now, Freyja, right?"
"I-I’m thinking about very pure things!" Freyja lowered her head, clamping her legs together, lips pressed tight, and whimpered: "Siflin, stop talking..."
Siflin’s mouth twitched, wishing there was a mirror to let Freyja see her own expression. Clearly, they were talking about her beloved being with soone else in a wild and extravagant way, but this iwa, while tears of sadness were falling from her eyes, had a bit of longing in her expression, her skin tinted an ambiguous peach pink.
Though she knew iwa was already broken, every ti iwa could refresh her understanding—even if the heroine in the fantasy wasn’t herself, iwa could still get excited!
She had originally intended to use this thod to make iwa disgusted, but now it seed it only added to iwa’s casting material...
"Blood Shadow, haven’t you given up yet?" Hanna laughed, "Whatever you do can only increase iwa’s affinity for that guy. When he put the ring on iwa, her affinity got locked."
"But it was a ring Spellbound prepared herself!" Siflin retorted with irritation, "What’s so moving about that!"
Freyja clutched her own ring protectively, weakly saying, "But he also gave an Emotion Sword..."
"Aren’t you thinking about how many Technique Spirits you gave him! He only gave you one in return!"
"I’m happy giving him gifts, and I’m happy receiving gifts from him, it’s double happiness!"
Freyja called forth the Emotion Sword Technique Spirit, and all her sadness vanished in that mont, speaking full of yearning, "He’s back to reality now, maybe he’ll co find in the Blood Moon... We’ll be able to et very soon!"
Siflin held her head, her body leaning back into an arch-like artistic position, only by twisting her body this way could she alleviate her headache.
The little bat’s voice even trembled: "It clearly has nothing to do with , so why does it feel like I’m the only one hurt... Violet Resentnt, Black Crow, don’t you also feel unhappy?!"
"I’m fine." Hanna placed both hands on her waist, smiling smugly, "After all, I’ve already gotten the future Supre of Magic’s first kiss!"
"Why would I be unhappy?" Tamasi stated calmly, "Everyone has their own obsessions and beliefs, I can physically eliminate my enemies, but I won’t question soone else’s obsession."
Everyone looked at Tamasi for a mont, thinking this heavily armored Black Crow might be the most competitive among them. But it wasn’t a big issue since the first rival the Black Crow had to face wasn’t them, but that Sword Maiden Miss with almost no flaw except strong possessiveness.
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