Chapter 93

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At the same time that the two petite bodies were completely pressed together—

It meant that their tiny cherry lips had also come into contact.

With her eyes closed, Sylatrella leaned down and placed a gentle kiss, putting into practice her “heinous rebellion.”

At the same time, she also fulfilled her heartfelt filial piety.

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A thousand years ago.

A genius young girl once made an arrogant declaration.

"[Hah? Wait until I find someone I respect? Just kissing them can double the effectiveness of my magic? Yeah right! Everyone in the world is so mediocre, how would I not already know if there were someone I could respect? What a joke. Search the whole world, and such a person simply doesn’t exist! Maybe? No, it’s absolutely impossible!]"

13. Fate (6K)

Xiarette’s expression shifted into a look of unparalleled astonishment, something that had never happened since the day she was born.

It had originally been rosy and radiant.

But the moment Sylatrella straddled Sheffy, Xiarette’s face turned pale as snow.

And when Sylatrella planted a fierce kiss on Sheffy’s lips and even gave a firm suck—so much so that the slumbering Sheffy was kissed into a soft "Mmphn"—

Xiarette’s face had completely turned green!

"Enough... enough! Sylatre...! Hm?!"

Xiarette didn’t even need to pull her away.

Because during the moment Xiarette was stunned, Sylatrella had already completed her magic construction and slowly lifted her lips—at an angle Xiarette couldn’t see, Sylatrella’s gaze, for the first time in a thousand years, was full of deep affection.

The little Holy Sword didn’t understand what kind of emotion made her heart beat in such a strange rhythm, but she believed this must surely be a form of filial piety.

Filial piety, my foot...!

What kind of "filial piety" would make you so reluctant to part that you even give Sheffy’s lips one last lingering lick?!

Xiarette couldn’t bear it any longer. She walked around to the other side of the bed, grabbed Sylatrella by the arms, and lifted her straight off Sheffy.

And that was when she noticed Sylatrella’s eyes had become completely different.

Even though she was suspended in mid-air, the little Holy Sword’s serious and sharp expression now carried a touch of resolve and charisma—it was the edge of a blade.

A soft, pale blue glow began to shimmer simultaneously around Sylatrella and Sheffy.

The little Holy Sword shook her head, signaling Xiarette to set her down—otherwise, she couldn’t perform properly.

This time, Xiarette placed her back on the ground but kept a firm watch, lest she once again commit any indecent acts toward Sheffy!

But this time, she wouldn’t.

Because the magic that could share in Lady Sheffy’s pain—【Fate】—

Had already been successfully activated.

The ghostly blue glow was gentle—entirely unlike Sylatrella’s sharp expression. Her sharpness had been honed through witnessing blood and carnage.

But the sharpness wrapped in deep tenderness—she reserved all of that for the one who had granted her a new life.

"Lady Sheffy... please get better soon... okay...?"

The specks of light floated over Sheffy like starlight. Xiarette anxiously observed… and indeed, she discovered a surprise!

Sheffy’s tightly furrowed brows, which moments ago had been drawn together in pain, were now gradually relaxing. The tipsy blush on her face was slowly returning to a healthy pale white. Her limbs began to loosen and stretch out in comfort, and her rapid breathing calmed into a steady rhythm.

She even let out a single, naturally contented sound from her throat.

"Huu..."

At that moment, the blue light didn’t seem like magic at all. It was more like a refreshing, cool spring in the sweltering summer—soothing and revitalizing.

"Sheffy... thank goodness, thank goodness... with this, everything will—!"

"Aaah I can’t take it anymore...! Hero, hurry and lend a hand! Lady Sheffy’s magic power is too overwhelming! I’m just building a mana circuit and it’s about to blow my entire body apart! Help meee!!"

"..."

It was over.

The little Holy Sword had just looked so cool—and now she definitely didn’t.

She had started calling for help.

But Xiarette couldn’t bring herself to call Sylatrella unreliable.

Because when she stood beside Sylatrella, clearing her mind, compressing and releasing her magic to integrate into the circuit Sylatrella had constructed…

She, too, couldn’t stop a fine sheen of cold sweat from beading on her forehead. A chill ran through her.

Sylatrella’s magic was vast and heavy—truly worthy of being called a once-in-a-millennium genius.

But on the other side of the mana circuit—

It felt like eight massive black wings had unfurled, enclosing an infinitely deep, dark ocean floor. Trapped within, there was no way out—only the suffocating dread of facing what could be called “infinity.”

Fear was instinct. There was no helping it.

But when the source of that fear came from the one she loved most—that became the first step in overcoming it.

Raindrops fell without a sound, landing on the sea without causing a ripple—only seeking a faint glow from a single pearl hidden in the deep.

"Sylatrella, little sister... how much longer for this magic to finish?!"

"Still... still need to hold on for another half a minute!"

"That’s too long... but we have to endure it, or it’ll all be for nothing."

"Like I need you to say it?! I’m giving it my all...!"

Xiarette and Sylatrella’s arms were trembling violently. Before deciding on this method, neither of them had expected the process would be so arduous and winding.

No—actually, Sylatrella never even mentioned that establishing the mana circuit also meant having to withstand Sheffy’s torrent of magic power!

This torrent wasn’t something grand and dramatic. It was something only Sylatrella and Xiarette, who had connected with it, could sense.

And this was still just a weakened version of 【Healing】...

This wasn’t even as effective as simply letting Sheffy drink a glass of warm water!

Ugh... they just wanted to help Sheffy sober up, so how had it turned into this desperate struggle?!

And this was only the uncontrolled reserve of magic Sheffy released while unconscious from drunkenness.

If Sheffy consciously released her magic and focused the pressure into a single point—no one could imagine what kind of situation that would be.

Forget thirty seconds—after just three seconds, it already felt like their whole bodies were falling apart!

But then...

The deep sea, the black wings, the fear, the sense of infinity—

All of it vanished in an instant.

Then came Sheffy’s faint, broken voice.

"You two... hold on, I’m trying to open my eyes... I’m dreaming, fighting a big fish... I must catch it... give me a knock on the head..."

Even though she was still lying there fast asleep, Sheffy actually lifted one finger and voluntarily released her own magic defense.

Because of that, Sylatrella was able to seize the opportunity and complete the full release of the magic in the shortest possible time.

Uu... it had to be Lady Sheffy after all. Even with her drunkenness reduced by only half, she regained consciousness and actively cooperated to complete the spell. That was the only reason her daughter’s little life was saved.

Mom... you’ve saved your daughter again!

Meanwhile, Xiarette, also released from the intense pressure, focused on something entirely different from Sylatrella.

What Sheffy had just said... meant she still hadn’t fully woken up, right?

Not fully awake—and yet still able to force herself to speak in reality while sleeping...

That was an even more extraordinary talent than being lucid in a dream!

Realizing that Sheffy was trying hard to wake up, Xiarette quickly walked over to help as she had requested.

Knock her on the head?

No way. I can’t bring myself to do that. But I can rub her little cheeks back and forth.

"Sheffy? Sheffy?

Wake up... can you wake up?"

"Mm...? The fish... the fish got away... Awake!! Huu, Xia... did I get drunk just now?"

The moment Sheffy suddenly opened her eyes, still half-dazed, all of Xiarette’s sense of security and relief returned completely.

Honestly... even though you always said you were the one protecting me, why is it that when you were unconscious and asleep, I was the one feeling so anxious...

Xiarette gently held Sheffy’s hand and supported her back, helping her sit up.

Sheffy rubbed her still slightly dizzy head and shook it a little, slowly recalling the events she remembered from her half-asleep state.

"I only remember that I seemed to have had some wine... and then a strange magic was trying to pull me up... that sensation... Xiarette, was it you and Sylatrella?"

"Yes, you drank too much and looked like you were in pain. Sylatrella, that annoying... ahem, I mean, used a special kind of magic to help you bear half of it."

"I’m sorry..."

"It’s fine... We wanted to do it."

If their hearts hadn’t been in sync, this conversation would have made no sense.

But Xiarette and Sheffy both understood exactly what the other meant.

Sheffy apologized because, in her unconscious state, she had forced Xiarette and the others to directly face the torrent of her magic.

Sheffy’s magic was only ever meant to protect the ones she treasured... she never wanted it to bring them fear.

And the way Xiarette gently pulled Sheffy into her arms and patted her back seemed to be her answer.

There was no need to apologize. "Fear" was a word that applied to others—Xiarette would never fear Sheffy. So this was never something worth worrying about to begin with.

Sheffy was very moved.

But the thing she most wanted to complain about... wasn’t that.

It was...

You two...

Just to help me sober up, you really caused such a huge commotion just now?!

Isn’t it possible... you could’ve just left me here and let me sleep until morning, and I’d have sobered up on my own?

Even so... the fact that they were willing to go to such lengths for her—Sheffy was truly grateful.

"Hm? Where’s Sylatrella?" Sheffy suddenly realized she hadn’t seen that pervert anywhere.

"Wasn’t she just over there... huh? Sylatrella, little sister?"

She had just been standing by the bedside, so how did she vanish in the blink of an eye?

Xiarette got up and looked around the large bed, walking to the spot where Sylatrella had just been standing—when she felt herself kick something.

Looking down—

She gasped sharply!

Sylatrella had been standing just moments ago.

But now she was completely collapsed!

Sylatrella lay flat on the ground, seeing stars. The expression on her face was hard to define—was it a smile, or was she about to cry? But the way her tiny fists were clenched seemed to declare that she had no regrets about helping Lady Sheffy!

"I... I can’t go on... The world’s spinning... it’s spinning... I forgot I’ve never had alcohol before... never... What is this... it’s hitting me... hitting me hard... my head hurts...!"

Well, that was something.

Sheffy couldn’t handle alcohol—but here was someone even worse than Sheffy.

Sharing half of Sheffy’s drunkenness was certainly the reason Sylatrella had collapsed.

But beyond that, the intense mana consumption just now was probably also a major factor.

Xiarette helped her sit up, but the spirals in Sylatrella’s eyes clearly showed that she was completely done for.

Sheffy, without any concern for the fact that she was wearing only thin underclothes—or perhaps she was still too groggy to notice—crawled on all fours to the edge of the bed.

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