“Zhu Qiu, do you think this is fair to me?”
The Sword Spirit’s current tone of voice was like the precursor to a storm.
“Hmm? What… what’s wrong?”
“You’re asking me what’s wrong?!”
In the next second, the Sword Spirit suddenly pulled Zhu Qiu over and pinned her down.
“Sword Spirit? What are you doing?”
“I’m going to punish you, you ungrateful Evil Dragon! All you know how to do is toy with my feelings!”
“???”
Zhu Qiu looked completely innocent.
“Where did I toy with your feelings?”
“And you still deny it. I really misjudged you. We were supposed to be together, brothers-in-arms through thick and thin. But when you encountered trouble, the first person you thought of wasn’t me, but that Evil Dragon. I’m super, super angry! The kind that can’t be coaxed! Today, I’m going to punish you on behalf of that Evil Dragon!”
The Sword Spirit puffed out her cheeks and reached out with her claws, firmly grabbing Zhu Qiu’s large tail.
‘Wait! No, who taught you to just touch someone’s tail like that?’
‘No matter how angry you are, you can’t touch that place!’
She tried to push the Sword Spirit’s hand away, but the Sword Spirit held on for dear life, her grip growing tighter.
Sensing something was wrong, Zhu Qiu’s expression changed instantly.
‘Could it be that every time I was bullied by Zhu Xiaxia, the Sword Spirit was secretly watching and learning?’
‘If that’s the case…’
Zhu Qiu’s pupils dilated as she looked at the familiar Sword Spirit before her.
It was like seeing a Zhu Xiaxia in heat.
“Don’t bother struggling, you wicked Evil Dragon! This Sword Spirit shall punish you on behalf of the Sword Saint!”
With that, the Sword Spirit didn’t give Zhu Qiu a chance to struggle, letting her hands wander all over.
“No!”
This technique was identical to Zhu Xiaxia’s!
‘I never thought that not only would I be bullied by Zhu Xiaxia, but I’d also be bullied by the Sword Spirit when I get home.’
‘Waaa — where is my dignity as the Sword Saint! Am I only destined to be bullied from now on!’
‘No, it won’t do. I… I have to resist!’
Braving her increasingly blurred consciousness, Zhu Qiu struggled with difficulty.
“Dastardly Evil Dragon, you actually dare to resist me? Watch me increase the intensity!”
“Ngh —”
Waves of tingling sensations rushed straight to her head.
Every second, her brain told her to stop resisting and just faint.
However, relying on her willpower, she managed to wiggle her body down to the Sword Spirit’s feet.
“Sword… Sword Spirit, you’re the one who forced my hand…”
Zhu Qiu’s face was flushed red.
Using the last shred of her willpower, she grabbed the Sword Spirit’s tail, which was resting off to the side, and squeezed hard.
“!”
“I… I’ll let you experience this feeling too.”
After saying this, Zhu Qiu fainted immediately, but the strength in her hand didn’t weaken one bit, maintaining a death grip.
Since it was the first time the Sword Spirit’s tail had been grabbed, she was even more sensitive than Zhu Qiu.
She didn’t even need her tail to be squeezed; the mere sensation of it being held made her feel just like Zhu Qiu.
“You… let go quickly.”
A blush appeared on the Sword Spirit’s face, gradually spreading across her cheeks.
“Let… let go, waaa —”
But Zhu Qiu had already been knocked out and was in an unconscious state.
She couldn’t hear at all, and even if she could, she wouldn’t have let go.
“Uwaaaa —”
In less than 1 minute, both little girls were collapsed on the bed — one unconscious, and the other completely out of it.
If someone were to barge in at this moment, it would be a disaster.
Heaven still favored the two girls, as no one came to disturb them until noon the next day.
That morning, Sodlan left early.
He wanted to explain the situation to his younger son, Sote, and inform him about the house.
He made his way to the main gate of the Mages Association.
The two Young Mages at the entrance had their faces covered with black cloth, making it hard to see their features.
However, based on his last visit, one of them had been replaced.
“No… entry… for… outsiders.”
It was still the same Young Mage who spoke with pauses between every word.
“Please wait, sir. May I ask what business you have with our association?”
Hearing a familiar voice, Sodlan was taken aback.
He whispered, “Sote?”
The Young Mage was also stunned.
He then used both hands to pull back the black cloth covering his face.
“Dad! You came to see me?”
Sote ran out excitedly and hugged Sodlan.
“Dad, I’ve missed you so much after all these days.”
Sodlan used his rough, large hand to gently stroke Sote’s head.
“Sote, you’ve suffered these past few days. How are your studies going?”
“They’re going quite well. My teacher says I have a special talent and mentioned taking me out to kill Magic Creatures for practice later to keep strengthening myself.”
After a brief exchange, Sodlan intended to get straight to the point.
“That’s good. I came here today to tell you two pieces of news — one good, and one bad. Which one do you want to hear first?”
“News? Then I’ll hear the good news first.”
“The good news is that your brother is back. Also, he seems to be quite free lately, so he should be able to play with you more.”
“Brother is back? That’s great! I can play with him again!”
Sote was excited for a second before his mood immediately took a dive.
“It’s just a pity that I still have to study here and can’t go home for the time being.”
“Sote, how about… taking a leave of absence? It shouldn’t interfere with your studies, right?”
“Huh?”
Sote doubted if he had heard correctly.
No matter what he was studying, his father always valued education.
“Why was he proactively asking him to take a leave today?”
“Sote, I know you’re confused. To tell you the truth, the bad news is that our house is going to be demolished.”
When the news of the house being demolished was spoken, it felt like a bolt from the blue to Sote.
He suddenly gripped Sodlan’s hand tightly.
“Dad, our house is perfectly fine. Why is it suddenly being demolished?”
“These are the King’s orders, and there’s nothing I can do. That’s why I suggested taking a leave; I want you to go home and see the house more, and pack your things. In 2 days, the King will send people for a forced demolition.”
“What specific reason did the King have for wanting to demolish our house?”
“The King didn’t say anything. I’m also quite speechless about it. Anyway, that’s how it is.”
At that moment, Dinksway walked out from the main gate.
“What are you two, father and son, chatting about here?”
“Lord President, I would like my son to take a leave of absence. I wonder if that would be possible.”
“A leave?”
Dinksway hesitated for a moment and looked at Sote.
“You want to take a leave?”
“Uh… Lord…”
Sote stammered, unable to speak.
Dinksway glanced at Sodlan and then said to Sote, “You should know that the greatest obstacle to learning often isn’t the learning itself, but external factors like family.”
“Lord? What do you mean?”
“I believe that if there isn’t anything important, it’s better not to take a leave. You should put your studies first. Your shift for guard duty is almost over; we should head back.”
As he spoke, Dinksway led Sote toward the interior of the association.
“Lord President, please wait!”
Sodlan called out.
“Sir, is there anything else?”
“I believe that, as a father, I have the right to let my son go home. This doesn’t require permission from certain people.”