Hate me, Miss Witch

Chapter 102 The first time, I took it away (two in one)

The lips of the Cang Silver Witch were very soft and cold.

The faint fragrance spread in Xia Ya's nose, making him involuntarily think of the night orchid that bloomed at the turn of morning and dusk.

At the same time, the slender fingers were still writing in Xia Ya's palm.

"Brother Xia Ya, your first time...was taken away by me."

"This is the compensation I want."

The itching sensation coming from the palm of my hand paused for a moment, and then moved again.

"There are a lot of people here."

"Let's move to a place with fewer people."

The next moment, the flowing dusk that enveloped the hall gently enveloped the figures of Char and Sylvia.

Obviously, Xia Ya and she have just grown up now. As long as we find the right time, we can progress to the next step!

But he didn't expect that he had blocked the Saint of Dawn in the Holy Court and blocked President Diris... Even Her Royal Highness the Second Princess and the Queen of Night, who had vague clues, had stepped up their guard in advance.

"Miss Aurora Inglite, or...Xiao Ai?"

"Sylvia Brunstadt"

Then, their figures quickly faded under the cover of dusk, and then disappeared.

Only then did Aurora learn the true identity of this strange female legendary beast master.

She was promoted to a legend five hundred years ago, and today it seems that she has taken another step forward.

Someone looked up blankly.

Because she saw a piece of paper quietly emerging from the place where Char and Sylvia disappeared.

Aurora's eyes were cold, as if they might burst into flames at any time.

However, just for a moment of carelessness, someone picked the peach away.

But he didn't expect that the strange female legend was indeed not Xia Ya's enemy.

From Sylvia's body, Aurora did not notice any hostility at all, so she gave way just now.

But at this moment, not only the figure of the Rose Emperor disappeared, but even Char's figure was equally difficult to find.

"But to freeze time, including all of us title-level beast masters, at the same time, even a legend can't do such an outrageous thing, right?"

After another moment, the solidified dim yellow halo around him quietly shattered.

However, he is clearly her own enemy.

Only the center of the hall was left, the blond girl with extremely cold blue eyes, as if she was about to kill someone at any time.

"Am I under an illusion? Lost consciousness for a period of time?"

That's the boy that belongs only to her!
Especially his first kiss.

The founder of the White Tower, "Blue Silver Witch" Sylvia.

"By the way, where is Emperor Rose? And where is Char Eggut?"

At this moment, Aurora's beautiful blue eyes paused slightly.

"It's not so much that I was under an illusion...it's better to say that the time in this world was frozen by some huge mystery."

"But Miss Aurora, you can rest assured that I will send Brother Char back to your home intact."

In their memories, it was clear that Guderian was completely furious just now, so he revealed his trump card of being the Rose Emperor, who had been promoted to the legendary level, and vowed to completely obliterate Char.

It is a treasure that I want to wait until the two of them reach adulthood and really take that step to taste it carefully.

"Do not."

All I could see was a line of pale golden Juanxiu handwriting slowly emerging on the white paper.

And the most annoying thing is that Aurora doesn't even know the silver-haired witch. At first, she thought she was someone from the Black Tower sent by Char's teacher to rescue her, and she didn't know how Char was interacting with her. Hooked up.

"what happened?"

If you were an ordinary person, you would probably be flattered to receive a note from this aloof Master of the White Tower.

Of course Aurora knew that with Xia Ya’s aura as a “beautiful young man”, someone would inevitably spy on her baby.

"Brother Xia Ya will be taken away by me first."

"Could it be that a demigod descended here just now?"

So Aurora has always been cautious, walking on thin ice... carefully keeping out the big bad wolves who covet her little white rabbit.

A trace of confusion flashed in Aurora's eyes, and she stepped forward and took the note in her hand.

The title-level beast master who was invited as a guest looked in shock and shook his head.

Airola had treasured it for a long time. When Char fell asleep countless times, she sat on the bed and looked at the child-like sleeping face, but she resisted the urge and was reluctant to take it away.

"I can call you that, because I think Brother Xia also calls you that."

"I was present at the previous dinner party. I know he is very important to you. If he disappeared rashly, you would be very anxious...so I thought maybe I should inform you."

But at this moment, Aurora's mood was not beautiful at all.

The words "intact" and "brother Xia Ya" on the white note were so dazzling that Airola couldn't help but grit her silver teeth.

As we all know, all third-party interveners from ancient times to the present like to start with the younger sister who shouts "I only feel sorry for my brother."

Also, how on earth do you, a legendary strongman from five hundred years ago, have the nerve to claim to be your younger sister.

tear-

The note was cut by the sharp Qi machine of the lance, creating small gaps.

……

After closing her eyes, Xia Ya only felt the world spinning around her.

This feeling was somewhat similar to when he was pulled to the star realm by his teacher Hathaway before, but it was much softer.

But, even so.

The softness rippling between the lips has not dissipated.

Xia Ya opened her eyes unconsciously, but saw the girl's face with her eyes tightly closed and her eyelashes fluttering slightly in front of her.

This appearance is exactly the same as the one in Xia Ya's memory, as if these five hundred years have not left any trace on Sylvia's body.

It was different from Airola's subtle kiss before, which was just a kiss on the forehead.

Sylvia's kiss was much longer, with a deep and intense feeling of attachment.

Just asking for it greedily, unwilling to stop for a long time.

After a long time, the two separated again.

Sylvia's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she opened her eyes, revealing her beautiful pure silver eyes.

"Brother Xia Ya, how do you feel now?"

The sweet sound like wind chimes was not in his ears, but sounded directly in the depths of Xia Ya's heart.

Xia Ya thought for a while and was about to say a polite reply such as "I'm flattered".

But the next moment, he heard his own voice echoing throughout the world: "Although it's a bit unexpected, it feels so good."

"Grass, what kind of place is this?"

Only then did Xia Ya realize the difference in the world around her. It is no longer the spacious and majestic Hall of Oath before.

Instead, there was a deep and quiet courtyard. Deep in the courtyard, there was a small tree with small white flowers blooming.

He was sitting on the steps of the courtyard, with the bright moon high in the sky, and the roar of the waves of Grant's Sea hitting the rocks could be vaguely heard in the distance.

Xia Ya recognizes this place...

This was the original royal capital of Cangting. Deep inside the Grand Duke’s residence, there was a courtyard that belonged exclusively to Sylvia.

During the time when they first met, Xia Ya and Sylvia spent one difficult night here looking at the flowers and plants in the courtyard, drinking milk tea or coffee.

But this courtyard should have been burned down in the fire in the Cangting capital five hundred years ago.

"This is my spiritual world as a legend, and it is also the embodiment of my mental landscape, brother Xia Ya."

Sylvia's sweet voice sounded again, and she also sat on the steps next to Char, looking at the sky in the distance.

That plain white face also had a hint of imperceptible shyness because of Xia Ya's straightforward answer of "I feel so good".

"In other words, this is actually the spiritual world."

Xia Ya nodded.

According to the extraordinary knowledge he possesses, the spiritual world is actually the aggregation of the inner worlds of countless intelligent beings in the multiverse.

But Xia Ya didn't know that there was a way to bring other people's spiritual bodies into his inner world.

I can only say that you legends are really good at playing.

"What about my physical body in the main material plane?"

"I have already sent him back to brother Xia Ya's house. He is still sleeping soundly on the bed in the bedroom."

The corner of the girl's mouth suddenly curved: "But I didn't know until now that Brother Xia's sleeping face is so cute."

"Obviously he is so mysterious and pretentious on weekdays, making it difficult for people to see through him, but he is so childish when he is sleeping."

Chara covered her face.

He imagined himself lying on the bed, falling asleep defenselessly, while Sylvia sat aside and watched quietly...

Suddenly, I felt that the aloof persona I had worked so hard to cultivate in front of Sylvia completely collapsed, comparable to a large-scale social death scene.

Fortunately, Sylvia did not dwell on this social death topic for too long, and soon turned her attention to Chara again.

"This is the spiritual world and my spiritual ocean. All thoughts and thoughts in my heart will appear in a more direct way."

"So, don't lie, you can only tell the truth."

Sylvia looked directly into Char's eyes and spoke word by word.

There was a little bit of hope in those beautiful pale silver eyes, but there was also a hint of nostalgic cowardice.

"Brother Xia Ya, I want to know the whole story of that night."

"And, what position do I occupy in your heart?"

……

What the hell is this?

Xia Ya sighed in her heart.

However, it is indeed time to clarify one's own heart.

If we could have used the excuse "Five hundred years have passed, the other party may have forgotten me".

But when Sylvia's kiss came, Xia knew that she had no way to hide.

Or in fact, he doesn't need to hide. Xia Ya knows that he has always been a very greedy person, and no one who is not greedy will aspire to write a "Guide to the Evaluation of Different Race Customs".

Only children take multiple-choice questions, while adults only choose them all.

Moreover, many things are just misunderstandings in the first place.

Now Sylvia is no longer the young and immature little girl with no ability to protect herself. She is already one of the strongest people in the Western Continent, and she no longer needs to rely on that hatred to survive.

The next moment, Xia Ya's body began to weaken rapidly.

In the end, it turned into an illusory, deep black mist.

This is a spiritual world where there is no matter and only spirit exists, so as a pure spiritual body, Char can theoretically change his form at will.

This cloud-like state is the most efficient state for information transmission.

After noticing Char's actions, Sylvia quickly understood Char's intentions.

Theoretically speaking, the beast control masters of the fourth ring have only just realized the location of their own spiritual world, and are far from being able to control their spirits so freely, or even change the symbolic form of their spirits.

However, since it is brother Xia Ya, there is nothing surprising.

Sylvia's figure also began to disappear rapidly, and also turned into a mist.

It's just that unlike Xia Ya's deep black mist, Sylvia's spiritual symbol is a pure silver cloud, hazy, elegant, and beautiful.

Sylvia's spiritual body took the initiative to approach Chara, and soon approached the dark mist.

Then, the black mist and the silver clouds blended together and slowly became one, regardless of each other.

This is the state of the closest connection between the spiritual body. It only takes a thought and intention to let the other party know what is in your heart.

Xia Ya's thoughts moved slightly.

The next moment, strands of dark mist overflowed from his spiritual symbol.

Then, it rushed towards the silver clouds.

That was the final scene of the reverberation of the history of the ancient Cangting Kingdom. Xia Ya used his last strength to release Tsukuyomi, peeling off, rewriting, and excising the memory fragments from the depths of Sylvia's consciousness.

This is also where Sylvia discovered the holes and flaws in her soul when she examined her heart from a higher level after being promoted to Legend.

Threads of black mist quickly penetrated the periphery and reached the center of the silver clouds.

That is the core of Sylvia's soul and the life gate of every beast master. It is the key to building their self-awareness and understanding.

For any beast master who majors in spiritual power, this is a place that is more important than the physical body and must not be allowed to be touched by outsiders.

After all, the body is gone, and with strong mental power there is talk of reincarnation or rebirth... But even self-awareness is gone, so even if the body is still there, you are no longer yourself.

Those cult groups spread doctrines and confuse believers by using pollutants to forcefully infect the core of believers' souls and rewrite their self-perception, so that they can quickly cultivate such devout fanatics.

However, facing the black mist sent by Char, Silvia did not choose to refuse.

She took the initiative to lift her spiritual barrier as a legend, and allowed the black mist engraved with Char's soul to flow into the core of her soul.

The impurity-free spiritual energy is integrated into Sylvia's soul.

Thus, the gaps and gaps in the memory of that night were filled and completed.

The feeling of soul filling made her feel quite comfortable, and the illusory figure of Sylvia's spiritual body trembled slightly... The entire pale silver cloud-like spiritual body rippled in circles.

After a long time.

The ripples of the pale silver cloud had just subsided.

The black mist and silver clouds separated again, and once again transformed into a solid human form.

It’s just that for some reason, Sylvia’s delicate and plain white face is as beautiful as a porcelain doll.

At this moment, it was stained with a layer of blush that was difficult to hide.

Like the fiery red glow, it has not dissipated for a long time.

(End of this chapter)