"You are... Sirin?" Raiden Mei was stunned for a moment. "Wait... you're not Sirin... No... you are Sirin."
The Cook's eyes fell into confusion. Her brain told her that the other person was Sirin.
But...
Her intuition kept reminding Raiden Mei.
This was not Sirin.
"Who I am... doesn't matter. What matters is... this road is blocked."
The purple-haired, golden-eyed girl extended her hand.
A large purplish-red pair of scissors immediately flew out.
The Cook fell silent, her expression quickly turning cold.
"Yes... who you are doesn't matter to me."
Raiden Mei's right hand reached for the non-existent hilt at her waist. "Anyone who dares to block me... must die!"
The aura between them was tense, like swords drawn and bows strung.
Behind Sirin, a large purplish-red pair of scissors floated.
The strange weapon opened and closed in the air, as if cutting some non-existent things.
Raiden Mei's whole body flickered with electricity.
Just then.
The purple-haired, golden-eyed girl spoke.
"Actually... I don't really want to fight you. How about we step aside and talk?"
Sirin's tone suddenly softened a bit.
Raiden Mei sneered, saying, "You want to step aside and talk? Do you think I'll agree?"
As soon as she finished speaking.
Raiden Mei suddenly charged forward, drawing a katana from thin air.
Sirin sighed inwardly.
"Is she too deeply corrupted? Besides the Captain, I guess no one can communicate normally with Raiden Mei, right? Perhaps one day, I'll also become like this..."
A hint of pity flashed in her eyes.
Sirin's petite body leaped up.
The purplish-red great scissors circling in the air moved in front of her, directly blocking Raiden Mei's attack.
A huge buzzing sound emanated.
The sound of the battle, which could have alerted the entire St. Freya Academy.
Was tragically stopped by a purple barrier.
Raiden Mei paid no heed, her body enveloped in lightning, her eyes fixed only on Sirin's vitals.
Purple blade light bloomed in the darkness.
Sirin easily dodged, as if playing with a child.
After a few simple exchanges.
Raiden Mei gripped her katana tightly.
"You really aren't Sirin... She... isn't nearly as strong as you."
If she hadn't used the Herrscher's power, Raiden Mei would only be a B-rank Valkyrie.
Sirin, by rights, should be the same.
However...
The pressure Raiden Mei felt now was not so.
The opponent was definitely an S-Rank Valkyries!
Looking at the Cook's slightly narrowed eyes.
Sirin said, "Don't be nervous. Now... it's not time yet, I won't lay a hand on you."
"I'm not nervous, hehehe... I'm just thinking about how to kill you."
A cruel smile appeared on Raiden Mei's face.
That's how Yandere Valkyries are; Sirin felt no surprise at all.
"Then let's play."
A smile tugged at the corner of her lips, Sirin extended a hand, making a gesture to Raiden Mei to come forward.
The Cook drew her sword again.
Purple electric light flashed, illuminating both their pupils.
Originally, this light could have spread far.
Unfortunately...
The presence of the purple barrier prevented it.
...
Lucas, of course, was unaware of what was happening outside the Martial Arts Arena.
He had just given a special lecture on the Inverted Heavenly Gang.
Satisfied, Lucas bowed deeply to the Vermilion Knight lying on the ground.
Then he bid her farewell, preparing to leave.
Hua, her clothes disheveled, just stared blankly at the twinkling stars in the night sky, her cheeks still tinged with a blush.
Her eyes also held a hint of tenderness and moisture.
No longer was she as arrogant and aloof as before.
Lucas's voice didn't bring Hua back to her senses; she felt beneath her, then lifted her hand, examining the fresh red blood remaining on it.
"My disciple... actually managed to injure me?"
"It's been how many years since I..."
"However... it doesn't feel bad, rather—it feels great."
Seeing this, Lucas spoke again, requesting to leave: "Master, today's teaching has concluded. Your disciple should depart."
Although he had already conquered the Vermilion Bird Immortal with his talent.
But...
Lucas still couldn't be careless; if he left without saying goodbye, he might face trouble the next time he encountered Hua.
The Vermilion Bird Immortal slowly came back to her senses.
After the intense battle just now,
Hua's body still felt a little pain, but fortunately, this minor injury was completely trivial for a fusion warrior.
There was no need to pay it any mind.
If not for the awkward location of the injury, Hua probably wouldn't have felt any pain at all.
She propped herself up with one hand on the ground and sat up.
The Vermilion Bird Immortal tidied her clothes slightly, then looked at the bowing Lucas. She put away the complex emotions in her eyes, becoming transcendent and ethereal once more, like an inviolable fairy from the Nine Heavens.
"If you wish to leave... then go. Remember to visit your Master more often in the future."
"Your disciple understands."
Lucas stood up, looking at the Vermilion Bird Immortal who had returned to her normal state.
He only felt that everything had passed so quickly.
It was already three in the morning.
Lucas needed to quickly deal with Sakura's problem; he didn't know where she was currently lying in the Underground Training Ground.
Watching her disciple turn and leave, the Vermilion Bird Immortal remained seated in her original spot, unmoving for a long time, until the man was far away.
Only then did Hua rub her stomach. She felt it was swollen inside.
As if she had been violently pummeled with many punches.
This feeling could be described as quite peculiar.
....
Walking out of the Martial Arts Arena,
Lucas quickly saw Judah. Smelling the scent of blood on the man, she rubbed her nose.
A hint of displeasure flashed in her blue eyes.
Judah pulled a backpack from the nearby green belt and said, "Here, your women's clothes."
Until Sakura's capture was complete, women's clothing was indispensable.
Only after the capture was complete
could Lucas escape the fate of wearing women's clothes.
With no time to rest, he prepared himself slightly.
Having changed into women's clothes,
Lucas swaggered towards the Underground Training Ground.
With Judah by his side,
Lucas often didn't need to be cautious; he relied entirely on the little one for warnings.
Underground Training Ground.
Lucas, dressed in pink, once again stepped into that dark world.
This time was different from before.
Sakura had completely lost her ability to move.
Lucas could no longer rely on screaming to attract her; he could only use his own two feet to search.
If an ordinary person were hidden in the Underground Training Ground, they would be extremely difficult to find.
Fortunately, Sakura carried Demon Blade - Cold Prison Ice Sky with her.
This caused the surrounding temperature to drop significantly.
As long as Lucas felt that low temperature,
he could follow the source and go there.
Breathing the stale air, Lucas walked quickly through the Underground Training Ground.
The winding and long paths branched out in all directions, making it very easy to get lost even with a map.
Even a man with ninety-nine reincarnation experiences
walked many repeated paths in this situation.
Footsteps echoed.
Lucas held a flashlight, scanning everywhere...
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