In the empty, clean passage of the base, Sirin carried the unconscious Bella on her back, walking forward expressionlessly.
It wasn't that Angel didn't have a more labor-saving method, but Sirin didn't want to let go of Bella.
"Is Bella really okay?" Sirin asked, pretending to be nonchalant. As proud as she was, she didn't want to show any weakness.
However, how could her inner worry and anxiety escape the eyes of Tachibana Yuki, who could read people's hearts?
"She was seriously injured, frozen for too long, with her mental state suffered greatly. In fact, the situation is quite serious. But since she met me, she only needs to rest for two days. She will be fine once her soul adapts to this new, intact body."
Hearing Tachibana Yuki's explanation, Sirin believed it without much thought. She began to feel at ease.
Bella was special. Sirin created her, gave her the name of her deceased friend, granted her wisdom, shaped her into a human form, and even shared all her powers with her, such treatment was obviously not given to an insignificant accessory, but to a true friend.
In Siberia at that time, Sirin regarded Bella as a loyal, eternal, unique, and only friend.
Although she never admitted it, Sirin's attention to Bella was undeniable. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been nearly broken during her duel with Kiana because Bella chose Kiana.
Tachibana Yuki put her hands behind her back, calm and elegant. Her bright eyes turned into crescent moons as she smiled, and her steps gradually became lighter.
It was nothing special, but it was rare to see Sirin more humanliike a spoiled little girl who was hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, caring about her friends.
And for this change, Angel has played an irreplaceable role.
Isn't that worth celebrating?
"Hey, what are you laughing at?"
"Did my elder sister notice?"
"Nonsense. Do you think I can't tell when you're really laughing and when you're hiding it?"
"I didn't expect my elder sister to pay so much attention to me. I'm so touched~~"
However, Sirin had long become immune to this level of malicious cuteness. She simply snorted and continued walking as if she hadn't heard it.
Tachibana Yuki, unable to tease Sirin, gently tapped her chin with her index finger. Her obsidian-like eyes twinkled, and then she smiled:
"Actually, I've been thinking about something."
"Hmm?"
"Since my elder sister is Bella's queen, given the relationship between you and me, should you call me Princess or Prince?"
The queen's sister is a Princess.
The queen's husband is a Prince.
It took Sirin three seconds to understand this logic. She glanced at Tachibana Yuki's cute and expectant smile.
Another second passed, and she said nothing.
However, her steps quickened. She lowered her head, her cheeks flushed, and she didn't want anyone to see.
...
'Oh my god, this feels so strange.'
The Herrscher of the Void Angel far away couldn't help rubbing her arms, unsure how she should react.
I'm playing the queen while watching 'myself' tease the queen. What kind of messed-up script is this?
It's so weird!
"Hey! Is anyone there?"
"Are you there?"
"Where are you hiding?"
"I'm coming to find you!"
On the other side of the consciousness space, Kiana held the Tier 3 frying pan she obtained in the Battle Royale dream above her head and walked forward cautiously.
There was no other choice. Every time she encountered the Herrscher of the Void in a dream, she couldn't avoid a confrontation.
No matter how strong Kiana's nerves were, she still had lingering fears.
But she couldn't give up. In Kiana's eyes, persuading the Herrscher of the Void was her only option to solve her own problems and then go all out to help and protect Angel.
Kiana looked back every three steps and bent down every five steps on the empty ground, moving forward as if she were navigating a battlefield full of bullets.
Meanwhile, the Herrscher of the Void, Angel, floated in the air, a twitch at the corner of her mouth.
"It should be a good thing; after all, her recklessness has been worn away, and caution has been cultivated."
Angel touched her chin uncertainly.
Kaslana is the type who learns and remembers best through physical experience, and Kiana is a typical example.
Through carefully constructed battle simulations, Kiana's combat style has gradually evolved from reckless to mature and adaptable.
But witnessing the changes throughout, Angel was a little worried.
This child seems to be getting more and more unruly. It's not that her personality is vulgar. Though it is a already a bit: but the key point is the craftiness in her fighting style. It seems she has gradually mastered mock Ashina-style swordsmanship, which uses all means necessary.
"But this look is quite..."
Her raised buttocks were as plump and round as peaches, and her tight thighs constantly quivered, like milk being poured
Kiana moved quite cautiously. She resembled a little female leopard lurking and hunting, exuding an unconscious but particularly obvious wild temptation.
"This is bad. It's all because of that bastard who messes around outside with Sirin every day, making me become weird! The salted tuna become a bloodsucking tuna!"
Angel slapped her forehead fiercely.
However, while she was distracted, she inadvertently neglected to cover herself. Kiana, who was searching for the Herrscher of the Void, instantly caught sight of her.
Kiana raised the frying pan high, pointed it in the direction of the Herrscher of the Sky, and shouted.
"Sure enough, you're in the sky again! Herrscher of the Sky, I'm here to ba..."
"Get lost."
Angel waved her hand expressionlessly, and sharp spears in the sky sent Kiana out of the dream world.
"Damn it! I will definitely come back!"
"I'm coming!"
"Yes!"
In the pale world, only the girl's unyielding cry echoed for a long time.
And the Herrscher of the Void, Angel, covered her face with both hands, unable to believe that she had been moved by Kiana for a moment.
It's illegal to attack the mentally retarded!
...
"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Does she not understand what people say or what's going on?"
Being woken up, Kiana hugged her head and kicked off the quilt frantically.
However, this was to no avail. Based on the past experiences, Kiana knew it would be impossible to re-enter the dream world tonight.
"Can't we just sit down and talk? Do you know that Angel is in danger now? How can I waste so much time with you?"
"If I can't beat her... Damn it, why can't I be stronger?"
Kiana hugged the pillow and rolled on the bed in frustration.
The despair Angel faced was a tremendous pressure for Kiana. Under this pressure, she worked much harder than she did in the original timeline. Whether it was in the actual combat courses in reality or the simulations in her dreams, she gave it her all.
Even Fu Hua, who was always strict, praised her recent progress!
But, if you can't beat her, you can't beat her. Compared to the Herrscher, she was still far behind.
Kiana was a little discouraged.
Frustrated, she got out of bed, walked out the door, and quietly pried open the door handle to Himeko's room.
Kiana entered the room, got into the bed skillfully, and took Angel from Himeko's arms. Then she calmed down and fell asleep again.
Angel's eyelids moved, but she didn't open her eyes or resist, and she fell asleep as if nothing had happened.
No more dreams tonight.
Only Himeko, whose arms were now empty, suddenly frowned, stretched out her hand but didn't touch what should have been there, and made an uncomfortable sound.
Unfortunately, she didn't wake up after all, and just faced Kiana and Angel as she slept soundly until dawn.