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Quietly watching the boy who had completely lost consciousness, his body, after being anesthetized, was no longer able to react.
Believe it?
I don't know why Jiang Cheng would say something like that—that such things are insignificant.
Mistelin subconsciously reached out and carefully, gently touched her face, feeling the contours of her skin with her fingertips, the distance from her ear to her chin, the direction of her mouth, and the corners of her mouth that seemed to be raised and smiling no matter how she touched them.
Ahhh...
Really.
Why can a single sentence turn into this?
Completely unable to find a reason, she simply stopped looking—Mistelin took off all her gloves and muttered loudly to herself, as if trying to convince herself—
"Hmm... For safety reasons, let's take some samples first. This kind of preservation experiment should be tolerable, right?"
"After all, I have no bad intentions and don't intend to use it for anything bad. I will just keep this and let me, as a scholar, study it."
"Ah... since we're going to preserve it, then it's definitely more effective to use genes than blood tests or anything like that."
Such a loud shout, completely lacking any manners, slapped her face, her slender, jade-like fingertips gently reaching downwards, the burning touch causing her body to instinctively tremble.
But as she spoke, her face began to burn involuntarily, even though the girl herself knew how absurd her words were.
The arm, the genes, and everything else are completely mismatched; it's all for selfish reasons.
The fact that Zhiyi Lingqi privately supplies Ba with his own research means that he is essentially stealing things to keep as his own collection.
...I guess I really do want to do that.
She drew this conclusion.
Since that's the case, there's no need to hide it anymore—gritting her silver teeth, her purple eyes made a slight decision.
Preserved collectibles and the like.
As expected, I still don't want to be associated with Mei and Sakura.
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I wonder what Chengjun is doing now.
While still working, Raiden Mei looked up at the sky, where she wondered if her lover was looking up at the same time, and the sky was already showing a somewhat dim yellow hue.
The place where the Valkyries gathered is now tinged with the light of twilight. As far as the eye can see, the last rays of the setting sun are barely visible, and even the clouds are tinged with yellow. The fading light that shines on the trees has lost its intensity, and the interplay of light and shadow is blown by the wind.
They must be working hard right now.
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call……
Yae Sakura, leaning against the window overlooking the twilight, put down the documents in her hand. Looking at the specific policies and processes that had been revised countless times and could no longer be marked with any errors, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, bending over as she gently exhaled, exhaling both her energy and exhaustion.
Turning my head away, ignoring the staff member's greeting once again, the gentle colors of twilight surged into my vision like a tidal wave, rippling steadily and endlessly like towering waves on the unobstructed summit.
It swept across the nearby high-rise buildings and colorful designs, and also brought the airport under its control.
Flight paths, pedestrian streets, patrol teams... even on the distant shore, the endless horizon seems to merge with the setting sun.
The golden afterglow spilled across the earth, and even though all that could be seen were towering buildings that seemed like walls—countless magnificent structures that showcased the dreamlike nature of the headquarters of Destiny, transcending the mortal world—in the hazy light that seemed to cast a layer of afterglow over the entire world, there was a touch of softness and nature.
The white clouds in the west were tinged with fiery red, and although it wasn't as clear as in the simulation, the changing colors of this pure white were even more beautiful.
Amidst the ever-changing clouds, fiery red, gray-blue, and pale pink hues mingled together, as if someone had artificially applied a touch of pink and red rouge to the pure white.
I wonder what the gods are doing these days.
Jiangcheng...
They must be working hard too.
Compared to herself and Mei, who only needed to prepare some trivial things, Jiang Cheng had to deal with the most difficult part.
We can't let our guard down...
The girl gently patted her cheeks again.
It was almost as if it were forcibly restoring vitality to this body, which was essentially a pseudo-Herrscher, squeezing out even more energy, and once again issuing an order to the person waiting quietly beside it—
How long until the people attending the coronation ceremony arrive?
"The London branch, the Paris branch, and the Berlin branch have arrived immediately."
The man, who was already prepared and was holding a recording device, wearing a full and close-fitting work uniform and a half-high silk tie, lowered his head slightly.
"Then take me to see them." Yae Sakura handed the documents to the automated sorting machine. "Give me the list of other arrivals as well, I'll check it."
"Yes." The man nodded.
Yae Sakura stood up and, with the people around her making way, tidied herself up a bit. She was still wearing the shrine maiden outfit that she didn't want to change and had no need to. She also gently patted her buttocks, which, even after half a day of work, still had almost perfect elasticity and curves, without the slightest deformation or fatigue.
No matter how one confronts or even slaps the part of the body, it remains perfectly intact under Jiang Cheng's force. This behavior serves no purpose other than evoking memories of his past actions as a boy and causing Bai Yu's cheeks to flush slightly.
As for other places and parts... there seems to be even less need to check them. The body of a Herrscher is not destroyed or deformed by physical actions. No matter what kind of injury it suffers, as long as it is not completely dead and still has energy in its body, it can recover quickly in a very short time.
Pulling up the white stockings and then gently letting go, watching the white stockings bounce back against her full, soft flesh, creating just the right amount of curves, Yae Sakura hung her ever-present spirit sword, Sakura Fubuki, at her waist.
"Well……"
"Let's go."
The order to leave was given—the men who were already prepared gave the same look, and several equally upright men, along with dozens of armored Valkyries, stepped forward.
They stepped forward, turned around, and lined up neatly, standing before Yae Sakura with the most solemn and dignified posture.
"Miss Yae, due to the attack by the Reverse Merchant during the previous Schicksal event, we are short-staffed..."
"It's nothing." The girl didn't intend to pursue the matter further; he had no right to do so.
"As a god... I, the guardian of the bishop, also possess the strength of an S-rank Valkyrie."
"Even if I encounter a Herrscher, I can stall until His Holiness the Bishop comes to my aid."
“I see. I was presumptuous. Please allow me to apologize to you, Lord Yae.” The man, whose gaze had just swept over the Spirit Blade Cherry Blossom, bowed his head respectfully. “Because you came here alone, I mistakenly assumed you were an office worker. I am truly sorry for that.”
Has she grown from a young lady into an adult?
Is it because S-class items are rare, or because they are snobbish?
Even the gazes of those Valkyries who were originally just simple and earnest changed in an instant.
If I had to put it into words, it would be that what started as simply providing protection to those who didn't belong to the same department has transformed into a sense of anticipation and surprise.
"It's alright. We were secretly trained by Bishop Otto. We were hidden away to avoid the influence of the external environment."
There's no need to make others too sad. Yae Sakura simply held firmly to this belief.
The road ahead became much easier. Initially, the staff were very obedient because of the bishop's intimidation and the fact that a significant portion of them were members of the World Serpent. However, after learning about the girl's specific strength and value, they no longer regarded her as an envoy, but instead genuinely flattered and took her seriously as a cadre and a top-tier combat force.
As the result of the Gray Serpent absorbing the shortcomings of the previous era's Fire-Chasing Moths and thus elevating the status of high-end combat talents countless times, Yae Sakura's subsequent work went even more smoothly.
Qi 2, Sanling Jiuqi (Part 4)...
Chapter 118 Kiana is about to arrive
Meaningless time flies by in the blink of an eye.
Soon, time passed the sunset, the twilight, and the clouds that had painted the sky burned away, bringing night.
The moon is still bright tonight, and so is the street. Although it's not on the ground, the staff and Valkyries' desire to travel and spend money hasn't decreased much.
Aside from its core design, the floating islands of destiny also feature areas specifically designed for habitation, where the living environment completely surpasses that of the most luxurious cities on Earth.
As human beings, we may not be qualified to be called the most advanced or superior in history, but we are absolutely worthy of being called the richest and most luxurious building complex. Relying on anti-gravity facilities, we are suspended high in the sky, overlooking the earth. Underneath the extreme luxury, we possess absolute material reserves and production that can sustain us for hundreds of years even if we lose the resources on the ground, without any internal resource problems.
Some areas were illuminated by countless network beacons or other lights, and the numerous beams seemed to make the sky as bright as day—illuminating the vehicles passing high above as well.
Even at night, countless starships and aircraft, which are difficult to describe in science fiction novels, and even fantastical spaceships, streak across the sky like countless shooting stars, all heading towards the airport.
Hundreds and thousands of stars fell together, and the sound of the giant machine starting up was like the roar of a mountain range. Above the hollowed-out airport, the staff who were suspended in the air and walking on the ground raised their hands like machines carved from a template.
"boom--!!!"
The fully deployed, ascending platform aligned with the spaceship, and the extremely precise manipulation supported this magnificent behemoth.
Among them, one of the most conspicuous and largest spaceships, a white-haired girl overlooks the numerous airports.
The semi-transparent virtual space subtly reflected the girl's figure, and her pair of bright blue eyes, as if moistened by a light rain, reflected countless lights.
"Kiana, it's time to go down."
The voice beside my ear was gentle and tender concern.
"I see."
Fingertips gently glide across the glass-like transparent area, as if touching the flawlessly shining lighthouse through layers of darkness.
Kiana turned away gently, suppressing all her hesitation, expectations, and worries in her heart.
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Almost simultaneously, just as the girl's aura was about to completely dissipate as she turned to leave, a middle-aged man with the same silvery-white hair and blue eyes, but who appeared excessively old, emerged from the shadows and stood in the spot where Kiana had stood.
"Really?"
From this perspective, the edges of the tallest building, reaching into the clouds, can be seen through the sky illuminated by countless lighthouses.
That's where the bishop lives, and it's also where that scumbag, who's hard to call a scumbag, would most likely be now.
"Even though I've already left once, I still haven't learned to adapt to this kind of thing at all..."
"Kiana..."
Muttering that name that felt so complicated no matter how much I thought about it.
Siegfried took a deep breath, turned around, and squeezed through the gap that almost completely closed the door, disappearing into the shadows once again.
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"what"
It was at this moment, when even the last ray of sunlight had dissipated, that Jiang Cheng, who had closed his eyes and gently lay down when the sky outside was still as bright as day, finally opened his eyes again—his body jerked up like a spring, gasping for breath.
"Huff... Huff..."
The cold sweat soaked through his pajamas on his back, and the unstoppable sweat on his forehead testified to his current physical weakness.
It was as if she had just had a nightmare; even her cherry-colored pupils trembled with a sudden contraction. It took her a while to snap out of her daze, and Jiang Cheng pounded her chest without restraint.
"Cough cough—cough cough"
Several relentless blows slammed into his chest, the excruciating pain coursing through his entire body, barely bringing him back to his senses...
The weakness that had spread from my waist throughout my body was only now being slightly driven away from my chaotic mind. The nightmare that kept recurring in my mind, which felt like being forcibly pressed down and endlessly exploited, finally subsided... Now I can truly say that I have returned to reality.
Really...
Strange...
"Have some water..."
Mistelin's voice rang out from beside her, followed by a steaming glass of water. Seeing Jiang Cheng's weak expression, the girl did not rush forward immediately, but waited until he gradually regained consciousness before handing him a glass of water, whose throat was already parched from the violent coughing.
When did the other person start standing next to me? Why didn't I pay attention?
Seeing the girl who had changed back into the same dress she had worn at the beginning, and the girl's face showing a worry that was almost human-like because she was concerned about her physical condition, Jiang Cheng felt an overwhelming sense of guilt.
Even now, the worries still have a certain degree of falsehood, as if mixed with something else, a deliberate illusion of being hidden, like a child who has made a mistake but pretends not to have done anything wrong in front of their parents. So, every moment, the child is filled with worry and fear, hoping that they haven't been discovered.