While Purple Moth and the little bat were discussing, iwa had already walked onto the air passage, calmly saying, "Let’s go, it’s ti for the next trial."
"Aren’t we going to take a break?" Siflin asked.
"What’s there to rest for?" Freyja pouted and said sourly, "I don’t have a man to play with anyway..."
Siflin glanced at Hanna, who sighed, went over to tug at iwa’s hand, didn’t manage to move her, so she leaned in and took her arm. "Are you still mad at ?"
"Not at all." Freyja imdiately replied angrily, "I had nothing to do with you back then, nor with him, so what right do I have to be mad at you?"
Seeing iwa acting like a sulking little girl, Hanna found it both funny and exasperating. A few days ago, Ash finally updated his diary with the Nabistin plot, or more directly, the night he almost got eaten by Hanna.
Since then, iwa had been at odds with Hanna. Although they still explored the Eternal City together every night, it wasn’t as close as before. If Hanna talked to her, iwa would respond indifferently.
Isn’t it said that the Blood Moonians are all mature? Isn’t it said that iwa is quite clever? Hanna thought Blood Moon iwa should be the Igula type, but Freyja taught her a lesson - in reality, she has to accompany the little girl Liss, and in the Void Realm, she has to humor the little girl Freyja!
"It’s not like what was written in the diary," Hanna said, "You misunderstood!"
"Ash wrote it that way, so it must be true! You definitely used the Slave Contract to control Ash and forced him to kiss you!"
"Listen to my explanation."
"Fine, explain!"
"Actually, we did more than just kiss, but Ash didn’t write about that part."
iwa was stunned for a mont, staring at her blankly.
Hanna slapped iwa on the butt. The sound was quite good, and iwa turned around covering her bottom, looking at her aggrievedly.
Purple Moth strode past her, heading towards the Tower, leisurely saying, "Didn’t we say we’re continuing the exploration? Hurry up and catch up."
When dealing with a childish girl like Freyja who hasn’t even graduated from kindergarten, you can’t just indulge her. The more you give in, the more arrogant she becos. Occasionally, you need to assert dominance to take control.
Siflin patted her behind and caught up, while Freyja followed Hanna nervously asking, "You’re definitely lying to , right? Right, Hanna, you trickster!"
"Could be~"
"How far did you go? How did it feel? Is he, he, powerful?"
"Who knows~"
While talking, the three of them entered the interior of the Tower, only to find themselves in a grand and magnificent study—if not for the overly conspicuous desk, it could even be called a library.
"The trial is set in the study?" Siflin analyzed, "Then it’s not a combat trial. The Ti Heritage doesn’t want us to damage a single blade of grass in the Eternal City."
"This isn’t a test level."
Behind the desk, a golden phantom appeared on the throne. It had five silver Void Wings and a patched-on golden Void Wing. It had no pupils, yet the female mages felt they were being watched.
"This is your endpoint," it said, "Your adventure with the Ti Heritage ends here."
Freyja imdiately got into a combat stance, "Are you going to kill us!?"
"Idiot!"
Siflin harshly pinched iwa’s cheek, "The King of Ti ans we’ve received the ultimate heritage—we can inherit all of the King of Ti’s legacy!"
"What?" iwa blinked, "Is it already over?"
The King of Ti waved his hand gently, and three red leather chairs walked over to the female mages, "Please sit, inheritors."
The three of them looked at each other but understood that if the King of Ti truly had ill intentions, they wouldn’t be able to resist. So they obediently sat down, their round hips sinking into the soft cushions.
"This place was originally nad ’Nexus Between,’ the Eternal City Lord’s office," the King of Ti raised its head, looking at the splendid, embroidered Heavenly Curtain. "It’s said to represent the world origin worshiped by ancient elves, although no one knows what this term ans now. It was ant to urge the City Lord of the Eternal City to constantly walk the Path of Truth in pursuit of knowledge and mystery."
"After I beca the City Lord, I renad it ’Windmill Between.’ Do you know why?"
Hanna and Siflin said nothing, but Freyja thought for a mont, "Windmill? I rember there’s a huge windmill building beside the main city of the Garden—"
"That was supposed to be our elves’ city!"
The King of Ti suddenly exuded powerful waves that blew through the three’s hair, making the entire Eternal City tremble slightly!
Even with the King of Ti’s emotions surging, Freyja dared to reply, "But now nobody knows it was your city, and even the Eternal City is unknown—if it weren’t for the Ti Heritage appearing, nobody would have known that ancient elves once lived on the Ti Continent!"
Hanna widened her eyes at Siflin, who nodded solemnly—when offline, she’d storm Freyja’s house and give this foolish iwa a good lesson, to let her know it’s not always the ti to pucker up.
If they ever get the chance to log off, that is...
However, upon hearing this, the King of Ti wasn’t angered but instead withdrew its aura, lowering its head in a dejected spirit, "Yes, we’re already... history."
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