Molly also knew that in this chaotic Lower District, if one’s background or fists weren’t hard enough, being too conspicuous would easily invite unnecessary trouble.
Besides, Lin Lue didn’t seem to like being famous.
In the end, she only managed a forced smile as she accepted the cheers and praise from those around her.
But in her heart, she felt a strange sense of calm.
She had done a great deed, yet it felt… just okay.
“Brother!”
A small figure came flying toward him.
Lin Xue’er hugged Lin Lue tightly, her small hands constantly searching his body, checking him over from top to bottom, afraid he had sustained even a single injury.
“I’m fine, Xue’er,” Lin Lue whispered to comfort her, catching her soft, delicate hands.
“You’re not allowed to be so impulsive anymore, do you understand?”
Lin Xue’er looked up, her eyes rimmed with red.
“Yes, yes, I know.”
Lin Lue nodded repeatedly, half-squatting to obediently listen to his sister’s scolding.
“Xue’er is still very angry, hmph!”
“It’s all Brother’s fault!”
Lin Xue’er turned her head away, and Lin Lue smiled apologetically, continuing to say nice things to appease her.
“When we get home, Xue’er is going to… punish Brother!”
She puffed out her cheeks, putting on a fierce expression, but to Lin Lue, she looked adorable.
Lin Lue chuckled.
“Of course, no problem. However Xue’er wants to punish me, it’s fine.”
“Now, let’s go home.”
Lin Xue’er held her brother’s hand tightly, leaving that noisy place without looking back.
She could hear the crowd cheering behind them, and if she turned around, she could see Molly surrounded by everyone.
Her brother, Lin Lue, should have had a share of that.
But Lin Xue’er felt that this was also good.
Molly enjoyed the applause and gratitude.
Meanwhile, she and her brother went home together.
“Brother, can you carry Xue’er home?”
Lin Lue picked up Lin Xue’er, supporting her legs and bottom.
Looking at her exquisitely carved profile, he marveled once again that his sister was the cutest.
The sound of wind breaking came from the sky.
Witches were flying over, using Water Magic to handle the aftermath.
“Brother, Witches… are so amazing.”
“Xue’er will become a Witch, and then I’ll let Brother live a good life.”
Xue’er’s small face was tense as she clenched her pale little fists.
Lin Lue’s eyes welled up.
How could his sister be this precious?
“Alright.”
“Then in the future, Brother will rely on Xue’er to take care of him.”
Lin Lue didn’t have a shred of integrity.
Being taken care of by his sister sounded great to him.
Lin Xue’er’s eyes lit up, and her excited face flushed red as she nodded heavily.
“Yes, Brother, you’ll rely on Xue’er from now on!”
***
Lin Lue silently tallied his gains from the day.
The higher the Space Affinity, the more proficient he became at controlling spatial power.
Most importantly!
He had successfully broken through and become a First-Order Witch!
And no gender swap had occurred.
As expected, this was the correct way to use the Conquest System.
The Affection Level must never be full.
Once it was maxed out, they would just take advantage for free.
No, that wouldn’t do.
Back in their small but cozy home, Lin Xue’er immediately took out the carefully prepared set of men’s clothing and handed it to her brother, her small face filled with pride.
“Brother, put this on, and I’ll forgive your impulsiveness today.”
Lin Lue was stunned for a moment.
He took the clothes, but seeing the expectant look in his sister’s eyes, he didn’t change immediately.
Instead, he laughed and picked her up, lifting her high above his head.
“Brother likes it very much, I really do.”
“Thank you for the gift, Xue’er.”
“Then go change quickly!”
“Xue’er wants to see Brother in his new clothes!”
In the young girl’s sparkling eyes, there was only room for one person.
Her voice was soft and sweet.
“I really want to see.”
A few minutes later, Lin Lue changed into the new clothes:
A black top, black pants, a belt with white metal, and a Pink Snowflake Pendant around his neck.
“Xue’er, you chose very well.”
“Hmm? Xue’er? Why are you covering your nose?”
Lin Lue sniffed himself and immediately understood.
There was a faint, mixed scent of earth, blood, and scorched odors on him.
He needed to take a shower.
Lin Xue’er beat him to it and ducked into the bathroom, constantly washing her nose to rinse away the traces of blood.
Night fell, and the moon was sparse.
Because the drain from breaking through as a Witch had been too great, Lin Lue was mentally exhausted and fell asleep early.
He lay on a mat spread on the floor, wearing the black shirt his sister had bought him.
The top button was undone, exposing his collarbones.
On the small bed next to him, a small figure slowly turned over.
In the darkness, pink pupils stared intently at Lin Lue.
Lin Xue’er hadn’t fallen asleep.
She quietly climbed down from the bed and crawled over to Lin Lue’s side on all fours.
Looking up, her fingertips cautiously touched his cheek.
Her cheeks gradually puffed out, and she increased the pressure with her finger, poking a small dimple into Lin Lue’s cheek.
‘Disobedient… so disobedient…’
‘Brother isn’t being good.’
He had clearly promised her that he wouldn’t make her worry.
A whimpering sound came from her small throat.
She lowered her eyes and suddenly leaned down, biting Lin Lue’s neck.
It wasn’t hard, but it left a shallow tooth mark.
Lin Xue’er slowly raised her head, gazing at the cold moonlight through the crude, dilapidated window.
Those originally clear pink pupils were slowly becoming hollow, stained with an eerie crimson.
A pinkish-white mist spread once again from beneath her skirt, surging around her.
Her shadow stretched across the floor, gradually growing countless strange “limbs.”
Strong emotional stimulation has a very low probability of causing a person to undergo Awakening as a Witch and gain transcendent powers.
But there is also a very low probability that, at the moment of Awakening, because the stimulation is too intense, they will directly begin Falling.
***
The silence of the corridor was broken by heavy footsteps.
The Landlord, full of alcohol after eating and drinking her fill, let out a few burps.
Thinking of Lin Lue, she began to drool lecherously.
Lust follows a full meal; this was true for women as much as men.
Scratching her hairy armpit with a greasy, fat hand, the Landlord bared her yellow teeth.
He was handsome, had a sister, and was poor… he was the perfect plaything.
He wouldn’t be able to resist her at all.
‘Lin Lue, you wouldn’t want you and your sister to have nowhere to live, would you?’
Although her requirement for a future partner was a woman…
When a delicious pastry was delivered right to her mouth, she might as well have a taste.
If she didn’t sleep with him, someone else would.
The fat Landlord arrived at Lin Lue’s door.
She thought of Lin Xue’er; she could knock that little girl out with one slap.
The child was no threat.
Smiling, she took out a pre-prepared lock-picking tool and opened the lock in a few moves.
She couldn’t wait to pull the door open.
Then she prepared to take a deep breath, savoring the scent.
‘Ah, can a man’s scent be this sweet?’
A pale, strange hand instantly covered her mouth and nose.
The fat Landlord was stunned, a massive wave of fear flooding her heart.
An enormous force instantly dragged her entire body into the shadows.
She couldn’t even let out a scream.
A few drops of blood splashed onto the floor, inconspicuous.
Lin Xue’er stood silently at the doorway.
In the shadow over her forehead, her eyes were crimson and cold.
She placed a slender, pale index finger against her cherry-pink lips and made a soft “shushing” sound.
“Brother is sleeping.”
“No disturbing.”
Lin Xue’er closed the door again, turned around, and walked back barefoot against the floor, moving quietly.
She crawled onto the floor mat and then curled up in Lin Lue’s arms, affectionately nuzzling his chest.
She held his finger in her mouth, tasting him as she closed her eyes and entered a sweet dreamland.
‘Brother, I became a Witch.’
‘Are you proud of me?’
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