Elysia's soft words, however, made Jingliu feel even worse.
Only a true heart is the most moving.
And Elysia's heart was as flawless as crystal.
Jingliu clenched her fists tightly. Such a pure woman, now being toyed with in every way by this wicked disciple for her sake...
Jingliu understood.
So, what was the point of her resistance now?
Her own endurance was only to make this wicked disciple "one bit less excited," but it would be fed back to Elysia several times over—
This kind of thing...
Click.~
Jingliu, as cold and pure as the moon, also knelt.
She gracefully moved on her knees to Ye Feng's front, side-by-side with Elysia.
Jingliu raised her head, her face covered by shadow.
Ye Feng looked at his Master kneeling before him, pleasantly surprised.
"Master, you've figured it out so quickly? Such high comprehension. I thought you would continue to struggle for a while. You are truly a swordswoman with a clear sword-heart."
Ye Feng's words didn't sound the least bit sarcastic.
Of course, Jingliu didn't care either.
She said coldly, "I have done as you wish. If you retreat again, don't blame me for turning hostile."
"Ah, I won't, I won't."
Ye Feng straightened his back. "Blessed with my Master's pity, how could this disciple not know what's good for him?"
Ye Feng looked down at Jingliu and Elysia, side-by-side. "Who wants the antidote first?"
Both Jingliu and Elysia's shoulders trembled slightly.
"..."
"..."
The air fell silent, filled with an awkward atmosphere.
Old Ye was perfectly at ease, but letting them discuss this question... neither of them spoke.
In the end, it was the ever-considerate Ye Feng who said thoughtfully, "I'm not one to play favorites. Let's have the antidote at the same time."
"..."
Elysia and Jingliu exchanged a silent glance, then quickly looked away.
Finally, both of them, trembling, gave their answer through their actions.
"Such good sisters. Come, hold hands."
Ye Feng had them each free one hand and interlock their fingers.
When Elly grasped the swordswoman's hand, her heart couldn't help but tremble.
What a pair of slender, jade-like hands!
Jingliu's fingers were slender and long, her skin as smooth and delicate as fine cream, the touch like a morning dewdrop gently sliding past.
Her fingertips were slightly cool, like the caress of a winter night's breeze, carrying a trace of clear, cold gentleness. Those hands seemed to contain some mysterious power; every light touch made one's heart tremble, as if touching the purest moonlight.
Though they had the softest touch of a woman, they also seemed to carry the weight of a thousand pounds.
So this was the hand that grasped the moon's brilliance and condensed it into a sword... this was Jingliu?
"Hehe, Elly, how does Master's hand feel?" Ye Feng asked with a laugh.
"Mmm... Mister Ye Feng, you're not allowed to think rude thoughts..."
"Rude? What rude thoughts?"
Elysia didn't know, but when she saw the mischievous glint in Ye Feng's eyes, she understood that his mind was surely running wild with them right now.
And that was indeed the case.
Ye Feng felt that, more than his Master's lips, he wanted to experience his Master's hands.
After all, that was the sword-gripping skill of a swordswoman, tempered through a thousand trials.
However, to truly experience the swordswoman's sword-handling technique, she would, of course, have to be willing for it to be at its best.
Ye Feng was in no hurry. He had plenty of time and energy to play with his Master.
Elysia had a rough idea of what Ye Feng was thinking, and she still had to make things clear.
"...I... Mmph, I'm not the type you're thinking of..."
Elysia did indeed find Jingliu's hands comfortable, but unlike Ye Feng, she felt no desire, only a pure appreciation for their beauty.
"Hehe, it's all the same, all the same."
Ye Feng smiled. "We both think that Master's hands are truly amazing."
---o---
Schicksal Headquarters.
Overseer's Central Chamber.
Metal doors connected to a wide and deep corridor. The walls were inlaid with countless screens flashing with data streams, monitoring global dynamics in real-time.
Otto's brows were tightly furrowed, his eyes fixed on the compiled information, a rare anxiety showing on his face for the first time in five hundred years.
—The Cosmic Juggernaut!
The Second Divine Key, the Cosmic Juggernaut that could open a path to the Imaginary Tree, had been taken by someone else first.
Three days had passed since an unidentified flying object appeared over the River Thames and collected the Cosmic Juggernaut.
To this day, Otto still had no information about the person who had taken it.
A crucial part of his core plan had ended before it had even begun...
「Just like your love for Kallen.」
The voice of the Void Archives chimed in at the perfect moment.
"Shut up!" Otto roared, a rare loss of composure.
「Are you sure you want me to shut up? Perhaps I can give you some answers.」
Otto, who had been like a wounded beast moments ago, instantly reverted to his gentle and refined state.
He tapped his fingers lightly on the desk, pulling his gaze away from the data streams.
"Hehe, this civilization can't find any information, and you're showing a peculiar interest... Someone from the Previous Era?"
The moment Void Archives spoke, Otto had already determined the direction.
「Correct. Mobius, a great scientist who pursues [Infinity]. I thought she was dead. I never expected her to appear in England.」
"Oh? You admire her?"
Isn't it obvious?
It's more valuable than being in your hands, anyway.
The Void Archives was a weapon made from the core of the Previous Era's First Herrscher, the Herrscher of Reason. It could replicate any weapon or item whose structural principles the user understood, and its interior was a knowledge space of nearly infinite size.
It was originally meant to preserve the embers of civilization, to wait for the right time.
But after falling into the hands of this scoundrel Otto, the most frequently searched record was how to resurrect his beloved.
I am the database of a civilization, not an almighty wish-granting machine.
Otto paused, then asked, "What do you think I can use to move her? To make her willing to trade the Cosmic Juggernaut?"
There was no response this time, not that Otto had expected one.
In the end, he didn't even know where Mobius was.
Otto's gaze fell back upon the torrent of data in the center, and the room sank back into silence.
At that moment, far away on the other side of the globe, in the Far East.
The Cosmic Juggernaut that Otto so desperately sought was being carelessly tossed on the ground by Mobius like a dirty rag.
At the same time, a white-haired dumpling snuck in on tiptoe.
Mobius had naturally noticed Kiana, but she didn't care. Instead, a wicked smile played on her lips as she activated the Cosmic Juggernaut.
The Herrscher of the Void and the Cosmic Juggernaut are a better match, after all.
Countless scenes from parallel worlds flashed before Kiana's eyes like shards of glass.
She saw boundless deserts, city ruins overgrown with vegetation, dragons soaring in a blue sky...
And—
"Huh? Mei, that's Mei!?"
Dark clouds gathered, thunder roared. In the pouring rain, a Mei with a long, braided ponytail, wearing a purple kimono, stood atop a Tenshukaku...