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Unfortunately, Mistelin was not a person who had dignity.
"--not enough."
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The inhuman rational form is precisely the best nemesis for someone as carefree and unrestrained as Kiana, because when a girl can say those things without restraint, Mistelin can also shamelessly admit it, using her sincere and defiant power to crush this feigned willfulness.
So what if I'm shameless? So what if I have no dignity? Does it matter? Is it useful? Can dignity buy Jiangcheng's companionship? Can shamelessness buy Jiangcheng's love?
If it can't be exchanged for anything from Jiangcheng, then it has no value whatsoever; it's just that it looks more normal when walking in its original form.
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The final result was that after a struggle and compromise, both sides agreed to split the car in half. Although both wanted more, they couldn't actually tear Jiangcheng in two, so they divided it from the nose outwards. The left side belonged to Mistelin, while the right side was led by Kiana.
Her right hand was held openly, like that of an old married couple. The gentle young woman simply cast a glance down at him, her beautiful eyes, a lavender-purple hue, carrying a hint of assertiveness amidst their gentleness and charm.
At this moment, Kiana was more like a puppy guarding its food, baring its teeth and also displaying the fluffy, cat-like quivering.
Having experienced Siegfried's abandonment, the girl cherished the boy even more.
So much so that all the previous doubts, Siegfried's strange behavior, and the jumbled information in Jiang Cheng's words were completely put aside—no matter the outcome, no matter how much was hidden, as long as Jiang Cheng's concern at this moment was genuine, that was enough.
As a result, the competition is now extremely fierce, so fierce that the two girls are even openly and secretly vying for dominance.
Unlucky……
Do not……
You could say I was lucky.
Jiang Cheng felt a sensation that could be described as both ice and fire. The girls were like masters fighting each other with their internal strength, using themselves as the center in a dangerous confrontation—even so, he swallowed his subconscious complaints that he felt his current life was unfortunate.
No one in this world is luckier than I am right now, having two girls who also like me, and now two more girls working for me, even though what will happen when the four of us get together...
One more and they'd be torn apart by five horses...
It doesn't seem safe at all.
Speaking of...
What are Mei and Sakura doing right now?
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Is Jiang Cheng thinking of me?
At the same time, the purple-haired girl raised her head, feeling a strange, almost imperceptible sensation emanating from the depths of her heart.
As if by telepathy, they experienced the care from the boy on the other side at that moment.
I really have to work hard. I'll prepare a celebration banquet for Jiang Cheng tonight to celebrate him becoming a bishop.
It was with this idea in mind that Raiden Mei continued to work hard and respond—she had actually prepared to inform Jiang Cheng, but was stopped by the Valkyries on the way, so she simply continued working and left everything to be told to Jiang Cheng for the night, so as not to cause him any trouble.
Anyway, it's only a short time, so nothing will go wrong.
Jiangcheng is protected by Mistelin.
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Chapter 148 Gray Serpent: Is there anyone left in the World Serpent?
Sakura was also working hard, almost squeezing her Herrscher-level body to its limits. It was tireless, never tired, never sleepy, and never had any physical exertion. It was free from any problems or aftereffects that would occur during work. The only thing that would cause some mental strain was the strain that would increase with the intensity of the work and the passage of time.
"My lord, things have been mostly sorted out here, and the administrative system has been stabilized again. There's no need for you to work so hard anymore."
"nothing."
Yae Sakura didn't care about the advice of others.
After we finish this, we'll prepare a congratulatory gift for Jiangcheng tonight.
Even if it's already running normally, it's always useful to have extra supplies. This place is now Jiangcheng's property, so it's necessary to take good care of it.
The two girls, who used to be quite at odds, are now able to see things from the same perspective.
I wonder what Jiangcheng is doing now?
They must be working on it.
Just recalling one's lover evokes boundless emotions, and even people from five hundred years ago would do their utmost to learn and master certain things.
It's not about whether you're skilled or not, whether you have talent or not—this is something that must be done, something that must help Jiangcheng.
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"Feathered Rabbit..."
What are you doing?
The gray serpent mechs displayed on the floating island of destiny, used for communication, watched the three people walking side by side—after the red monitors flashed back and forth, they still only saw the three people.
It's hard to imagine what could have happened to make the gray snake, a machine creation, emit sounds so similar to those of an ordinary person experiencing a breakdown.
The red light on the mask no longer flickered at its former mysterious frequency, nor did it shine in the shadows in a deliberately profound manner.
If a description must be given, then the flickering frequency at this moment might be better described as rain.
The endless raindrops fell, flashing simultaneously, as if they were flashing several times per second. The simple blinking, turning on and off, even resembled a constantly lit lamp, making it almost impossible for human vision/observation to perceive the brief moment when it was off.
"I...can't...can't understand..."
Why is the Feathered Rabbit there?
"Why...why is she embracing Jiang Cheng like a wife in the traditional sense?"
Even if one has unknowingly or even used the inefficient act of talking to oneself, a behavior unique to humans, no one can answer this question.
collapse.
collapse.
This is an emotion that can only be described as a breakdown.
Even for machines, for the super artificial intelligence Gray Serpent, it was still clear that the form of an artificial being could still be easily touched. Even though everything was hidden under the black trench coat and that snake-like mask, that inexplicable emotion that could only be emitted between humans was clearly conveyed with the rise and fall of the voice—the impending collapse of the individual named Gray Serpent.
It wasn't the human brain trembling or its brain matter boiling, but rather the machine's—the circuitry was overheating, the logic was collapsing, the fuses were about to blow, and even some deliberately preserved gear-like linkages were trembling violently, on the verge of breaking down at any moment.
Like humans, machines also feel incomprehensible when they encounter knowledge outside their own circle of knowledge, and their worldview and logic seem to collapse.
Jiangcheng has a new lover.
—That's strange.
Based on what we know, Jiang Cheng's personality is inclined towards pure love and innocence. It was already strange that he had a lover named Yae Sakura before, and it was even impossible to confirm whether it was true or not. Now he is embracing two young girls on his left and right, which in a sense means that he has taken down the Siegfried family.
Strictly speaking, it has no right to interfere in other people's emotional problems, having neither the standing nor the qualification. At most, it can only offer some advice, reminding Jiang Cheng to be careful not to anger the Herrscher of Thunder.
As long as it doesn't lead to something terrible like the Herrscher of Thunder, who is on the side of humanity, going out of control, Jiang Cheng can marry as many women as he wants; morality can't interfere with him.
The more they acquire, the more likely their genes will be passed down, and perhaps new sacred marks similar to those of the Shaniat family, which can be passed down through generations, will emerge.
Although the possibility is extremely small, it is clear that the probability of an individual with a Holy Mark being male and also a Holy Mark Awakener is even smaller, because there were at least a few families that could pass down the Holy Mark before, but due to the twists and turns of time, those families were unable to form a proper inheritance.
The problem is, the problem is...
what……
Feathered Rabbit...
No matter how many times one examines oneself, or even summons other individuals to try observing in different ways, at this moment, the one being held by the boy is undeniably the cadre in charge of modifying the Stigmata Project—Mistelin—in terms of information, density, strength, temperament, and posture.
Could this be the reason why she strongly recommended that Raven assist Jiang Cheng?
With just a few words, he managed to persuade Raven to accept the outcome of his boss suddenly becoming Jiangcheng.
This was essentially due to understanding and speaking the truth. Because he understood what the charter would do and said things that Raven could trust and resonate with, he was able to solve the problem so easily. At the time, he had wondered why Yu Tu, who theoretically had no contact with Jiang Cheng, knew so much about Jiang Cheng.
Now that their relationship is so close... if their personalities are naturally compatible and they are quite well-matched, then it's not so incomprehensible that Mistelin knew so much about Jiang Cheng back then...
...What the hell!
How could anyone possibly understand that?!
Can anyone tell me how Jiang Cheng managed to win over Mistelin in such a short time, less than a month?
The closeness of their skin, and even the subtle sparks between them and Kiana, the other girl embracing Jiang Cheng, were enough to prove it...
--no.
Not at all.
This is absolutely no joke.
The fact that Mistelin could compete so openly suggests that even if they weren't already lovers, they were at least girlfriends. The reason we didn't speculate that they were already married was simply because there wasn't enough time—we can't completely rule out the possibility that Yuto doesn't care about the ritual of marriage, so she announced the possibility of marriage in an extremely hasty and crude way.
Kiana's movements overlap with those of Changkong City, which is understandable. The question is, what gives Mistelin the right?
Gray Snake really wanted to be told that it was just a game, a prank, or some other random excuse.
--no.
Because Mistelin was even more intimate at this moment—the blue rose pinned to her body tilted at a fifteen-degree angle, the artificial petals looked delicate and beautiful, her fingertips smoothed the wrinkles on Jiang Cheng's collar lightly and gently, and the expression on her face was serious, even if you couldn't see the color of her eyes, just like a wife taking care of her husband's appearance and tidying his clothes, about to send him off to work.
So much so that Kiana, surrounded by such maternal tenderness, seemed almost like a daughter, baring her teeth and claws beside her parents' public display of affection. If we were to use a metaphor... perhaps calling her a frantic kitten would be more appropriate.
After all, the emotions are so prominent and obvious that even without judgment, one can clearly perceive the expression on their face.
Although the kitten seemed to realize that it was being watched.
She also realized that she was being seen as a cat—
"Your perspective is so rude! Why are you only focusing on Jiang Cheng and Mistelin?"
"I'm clearly of the same status as Mistelin, so what's the meaning of this mocking look?!"
Those bright blue eyes were excessively lively, and the girl, who was already on the verge of exploding with anger, was now truly on the verge of exploding—especially now, one could even vaguely sense from the machine-like flashing red light that they were so disdainful that they didn't even bother to look at them again.
She would rather turn her gaze away or walk to the left to look at the other half of Jiangcheng, the other side with Mistelin, than look at herself even once.
Being of the opposite sex, he was completely outmatched by Mistelin and could only avoid being defeated by recklessness.
Forced to rummage through the tangled mess of yarn, my emotions have reached their limit.
This pent-up emotion, especially when accompanied by a seemingly rational and gentle voice beside him, yet carrying a strange sense of mockery—
"Although I don't want to continue to provoke you, compared to me who has already reached home base, you can't really be considered a lover in the strict sense yet."
Even without turning around, one could hear the expression on Mistelin's face.
What exactly is that feigned gentleness?
Do you really think anyone would like this constant, rational, and discouraging approach?
Isn't this a bit too malicious? This kind of seemingly gentle but actually aggressive approach is hard to detect, no matter how well it's hidden. You'll realize it when you're cornered. Kiana just experienced this firsthand, winning and then finding herself backed against a wall. She was forced to realize the veiled meaning in the words through practice.
...Especially when using such a tone, even blaming...cannot even be blamed, as soon as you open your mouth you will definitely be seen as making a fuss about nothing.
Things like this had happened before when I was homeless. Once someone becomes unreasonable and starts acting willfully, they will definitely be relentlessly pursued and attacked by others.
Her toes pounded the floor at an alarming rate of three times per second, the tips of her shoes grinding... as if crushing light and shadow, spreading a somber, yellowish hue across the seemingly tiled floor. The lingering scent of blue roses that Mistelin had left on Jiangcheng's left sleeve remained—
She stared at the carefully ironed crease, her canine teeth pressing deep crescent-shaped marks into her lower lip.
The girl, elegant and gentle, seemed to possess all the beautiful qualities of a companion. Her eyes and brows were so warm, and her slender fingertips were like candlelight that drew people's hearts.
This indescribable sense of frustration made Kiana even more dissatisfied. She even unconsciously bit her soft lower lip, and her eyes showed a depressed and skewed expression. However, just a moment later, the boy's fingertips, his blinking eyes, and his comforting words dissolved all her annoyance.
"There's no need to rush. Just go with the flow. Besides, that's just Mistelin's personality. If you're not happy, you can point it out. She won't mind."
The sudden weight on her head sent an electric current through her spine. The moment Jiang Cheng's fingertips dug into her silver hair, the end-of-month wind blew in from the window, and the light that seeped in formed spots of light that flowed like a honey waterfall between his fingers—the girl's reflexively arched back bumped into his chest, and the lemon scent of shampoo and the lingering blue rose scent of Mistelin battled in her nostrils.
"Don't touch my head... I'm not a child anymore..." Her mumbled protest was scattered in the whorl of her hair, and her previously tense shoulder blades relaxed as if betraying her will. When Jiang Cheng's neatly trimmed, rounded nails brushed against the sensitive area behind her ear, her knees, hidden under her skirt, suddenly went weak, and her heels unconsciously brushed against the beam of light.
—A cat whose fur is being stroked cannot maintain its fluffy state.