Chapter 774: Chapter 774
“Age: An old lady one year older than me”
“Trait: Split personality”
“Advantage: Rules the Gospel Kingdom, almost as pretty as me, has her daughter Lise as a hostage, and possesses personalities like the White Queen, Black Butler, and Scarlet Dead Apostles. She alone can be four girlfriends, which has a unique allure for men seeking novelty, taboo, and excitement.”
“Weakness: Severe father complex; if you bite down on this point, you can sink her. Lise still can’t separate from her for now, which greatly limits how intimate Ashe can get with her. She’s all bark and no bite, and actually hasn’t figured out what kind of relationship she wants with Ashe-she just subconsciously wants to possess him.”
“Conclusion: Not a big threat in the short term, but needs to be resolved soon.”
In the Swordflower College girls’ dorm, Sonya closed her strategy notebook, opened the Holographic Screen, and browsed short videos while thinking about her next move.
There was no doubt that Ashe would return to Gospel in three days. Sonya couldn’t stop him, nor did she want to.
Once he was on Deya’s turf, there was nothing Sonya could do, but the subtle relationship between Ashe and Deya meant that, at most, they’d develop a familial bond in the short term. Unless Deya used some kind of seductive Miracle, there was no way she could achieve perfect exclusivity.
Damn it, Sonya sighed inwardly. She was already a legendary sorcerer, so why couldn’t she lock her beloved away in a dark room, cut off all his contact with others, and make him a good partner who only wanted to act cute for her?
Just how much power did she need to grasp happiness?
At that moment, Lois, Adelle, and Engulite returned from their morning classes. Adelle rushed over and hugged Sonya from behind. “Sonya, tonight is girls’ night. You’re not going to skip it, are you?”
Sonya blinked, only then remembering that tonight was their bi-monthly girls’ night, a time to drink and chat in the secret garden. Besides their dorm, there’d be Leoni, Sylvia, and other big names-sometimes even Aisha from Truth College would come. These were all high-quality connections she needed to maintain after graduation.
Of course, in others’ eyes, Sonya was no longer just a high-quality connection, but a trump card. After Sonya graduated, except for prophecy sorcerer Aisha, no one else could possibly befriend the stretching paw sword saint in normal social settings.
“Sorry,” Sonya said, “I have something to do tonight, so I can’t make it.”
“Can’t you go to the Virtual Realm a bit later, or skip it for one night?” Adelle pouted. “You promised us you’d come last time!”
Sonya had indeed promised before-after all, missing one night in the Virtual Realm wasn’t a big deal, and girls’ night was fun. Even though she was more diligent and ambitious now, that didn’t mean she’d given up on gossiping, badmouthing people, or discussing others’ love lives.
She was already a legendary sorcerer-couldn’t she enjoy herself a little!?
“Can we postpone it to tomorrow night or a few days later? I really have something important tonight and can’t be with you all.” Sonya sighed. “I actually have something important I wanted to ask your advice on, but…”
Seeing that the village girl wasn’t just making excuses, Adelle had no choice but to say, “Fine, but you have to come next time!”
“Mm, mm, mm, I’ll definitely come next time!”
“Actually, we could move the party up to 7 o’clock,” Lois suggested. “That way it won’t clash with your Virtual Realm trip.”
“It’s not about the Virtual Realm. I’m meeting Ashe tonight, so-“
Sonya suddenly realized something and froze.
The dorm fell silent. The stretching paw sword saint slowly turned her head and saw three pairs of eyes glowing red, the excited heat radiating from the three she-beasts.
“You’re meeting your boyfriend tonight!?”
“Does he know Swordsmanship?!”
Lois and Adelle shot Engulite a look of disdain for asking such a boring question, then flanked Sonya on either side, eyes shining as they asked, “Are you having a candlelit dinner tonight? Are you staying over at his place? Have you prepared safety measures?”
Sonya couldn’t help but laugh and cry. “It’s our first time meeting tonight, so we won’t-“
“Stars bless you, you haven’t even met him before? This is your first date?”
“How did you two even date before!?”
Sonya blinked, her love-struck brain taking over again. She’d been so preoccupied with how to deal with Deya that she only now realized that tonight was an extremely important date for both her and Ashe.
Lois immediately opened her wardrobe, pulled out dozens of outfits, and shook her head. “You’ve worn all these-so you have nothing to wear. When are you meeting?”
“Then there are only 9 hours left!” Adelle said anxiously. “Ladies, time is tight, and our mission is heavy!”
“Don’t panic, let’s plan today’s schedule first,” Lois said. “Hair, beauty, nails, shoes, clothes, and it’s best to get your teeth cleaned at the dentist-“
Engulite reminded her, “Swordmasters don’t keep long nails.”
“But we want to get our nails done!” Lois and Adelle said in unison.
“The only commercial center with all those facilities is… Sunset Hall!” Lois clapped her hands. “We just happen to be free this afternoon, let’s go!”
“Adelle has a makeup class this afternoon,” Engulite reminded her again. “Attendance is required.”
Adelle stared blankly at Engulite. “When did I ever offend you? Do you really have to get back at me ?”
Sonya sighed helplessly and asked, “Adelle, who’s your makeup class professor?”
“It’s…” Adelle blinked, then turned to Engulite. “Who’s my professor for that class?”
Engulite: “Professor Wesley.”
Sonya said, “I have a decent relationship with Professor Wesley. I should be able to get you a day off under the pretense of assisting with research.”
Adelle happily hugged Sonya, gave the village girl a ‘mua’ on the cheek, and nuzzled her while whining, “Wuwuwu, I can’t bear to see our sweet, fragrant Sonya all dressed up just to be ruined by some man-“
“So are we still going?” Lois asked.
“Of course, of course!” Adelle excitedly pulled Sonya up, grabbed Engulite’s hand, and led them out. “Girls’ night is canceled. I declare today is date day, with a massive increase in love concentration!”
“I apologize for my earlier remarks.”
In the villa’s dressing room, Ashe stood before the full-length mirror. Igor looked at Ashe and let out a long sigh. “You really have tried your best. I didn’t expect the problem wasn’t your effort, but you yourself. Blaming you for not trying was my mistake.”
Ashe said, “Can you give me some useful advice instead of just mocking me?”
Igor lifted Ashe’s bangs with a finger. “If you got a nice haircut, you’d probably score a lot more points.”
The Con Artist pointed at his own long golden hair. “If I knew how to cut hair, would I keep it this long? It’s hard to dry after washing, and I sweat easily. Seriously…”
As he spoke, Igor took off his hair tie, lifted his golden hair, exposing his pale nape dotted with sweat, casually tied his hair into a wolf tail, checked himself in the mirror, and shrugged. “See? Good-looking people look good no matter how they change their style.”
“I can cut hair,” Harvey suddenly said.
Ashe and Igor glanced at the necromancer, then after a moment’s silence, switched topics. “Looks like the hairstyle issue can’t be solved for now. Any other ways to score points?”
“Gifts,” Igor said seriously. “A suitable gift is as good as a love Miracle. When she looks at you, her eyes will have a filter!”
“Gifts?” Ashe scratched his head. “I don’t really have anything to give-would a spirit work?”
Igor was speechless for a moment. “At least try to understand a bit about female psychology… If the gift is too expensive or too practical, it puts a lot of pressure on her; if it’s not expensive but practical, it feels more like a tool, lacking the qualities of a gift; if it’s neither expensive nor practical, then forget it, giving it is just embarrassing.”
“Then what about my Substitute spirit?” Ashe asked. “It’s a bit expensive, a bit practical, and it means a lot to me. Shouldn’t it have good gift value?”
“If it were your one-year anniversary, that’d be fine. But this is your first meeting, so it’s not suitable to give something so meaningful-it’ll make your Love feel too heavy,” Igor said. “I still recommend choosing a luxury item you can buy on the market, something with some practical value, and something she can show off. That way, she can proudly flaunt your relationship to others.”
Ashe was thoroughly confused, tilting his head with a blank look. “…Is it really that complicated?”
“Need help?” Harvey said. “I have a really great gift I can help you with.”
“Really!?” Ashe’s eyes lit up.
“It’s a gift from Alice and me,” Harvey said. “Alice definitely wouldn’t mind giving you the coffin as a token of your relationship! I personally crafted this coffin, and Alice has nurtured it for months. It’s absolutely valuable, and it’s practical too. Your sword Princess can even show off that you have a coffin to be buried together!”
Ashe nodded repeatedly, then went over and put his arm around Harvey’s shoulder. “Harvey, come with me-I need to discuss something.”
Ashe dragged the necromancer to the second-floor staircase, then picked Harvey up and threw him into the coffin below, shouting, “Alice, hold Harvey for me-don’t let this guy cause trouble!”
The corpse in the coffin obediently hugged Harvey, even closing the coffin lid.
Ashe returned to the room, bowed deeply, pressed his palms together, and pleaded with the Con Artist, “Aunt Bukin, please help me!”
Igor crossed his arms and sighed. “You really are hopeless. But first, let’s deal with your clothes. Compared to a date, your outfit is more suited for murder and corpse disposal.”
“But I can’t go out to buy clothes,” Ashe said in distress. “We’re still fugitives.”
Igor thought for a moment, then suddenly remembered something, a sly smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
“Actually, you don’t necessarily have to buy clothes.”
Before they left, they still needed to go out less, to avoid more contact.
In the bedroom, Felix sat on a chair, her rounded hips pressing a circular dent into the cushion.
She recalled Alice’s wave earlier, still feeling lingering fear.
Even without actively casting spells, the malice of these Evil Sorcerers could destroy her mental defenses in daily life. These three Evil Sorcerers could eat and chat beside a writhing corpse as if they couldn’t smell a thing, proving they were complete psychological perverts, their values far from normal people.
But no matter how perverted they were, it had nothing to do with her. These three Evil Sorcerers wouldn’t stay here long; she just had to endure until they left.
Thinking of this, Felix couldn’t help but feel grateful for the Four Pillars Cult’s protection. Without it, these Evil Sorcerers probably wouldn’t spare her either.
Still, she needed to prepare a bit, just in case these three Evil Sorcerers started killing and burning…
Felix, you’ve survived so many dangers and setbacks since childhood. You’ve finally made it this far-how could you be defeated by a few outsider Evil Sorcerers? Get through this, and everything will return to normal!
Felix pulled herself together, and only then realized she’d been scared into a cold sweat by the fear of death. Her whole body felt sticky and uncomfortable, so she stood up to undress and get ready to shower-
Felix instantly sat back down, clutching her coat tightly to cover herself, glaring at the two Evil Sorcerers who barged into her bedroom. Her shame and anger at nearly being exposed made her so furious she forgot the difference in strength, and she shouted, “Don’t you know how to knock!?”
“Sorry.” Igor closed the door, knocked once, then immediately pushed it open again. “Are you free, Felix? We need your help.”
Felix took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing her anger. “What do you need help with?”
At that moment, Ashe suddenly said, “I think Felix looks just right.” ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚•𝙣𝙚𝙩
Igor studied her for a moment, then nodded lightly. “Indeed, Ashe, your taste isn’t bad.”
Felix was slightly stunned, a bad feeling rising in her heart, and then she heard the Evil Sorcerer utter devilish words:
“First, Felix, take off your clothes.”