blueteamnovel 031. Support
031. Support
Upon hearing this, Eve's heart tightened, and she turned to glare at Xinlai, her eyes filled with warning: Don't do anything rash.
"Of course, Ms. Margaret." Sinley glanced at Eve provocatively, then casually sat down on the nearest sofa, tossing her coat over her shoulder with a languid air.
"you……"
Eve wanted to yell at him for being shameless, trying to take advantage of her in a situation like this!
But the identities of "the dead" and "the witch" sealed her mouth tightly, and she could only be like a little girl being dragged to work, letting Margaret lead her to the platform.
"Miss Maid," Margaret said gently, picking up the measuring tape, "please raise your hands."
"Yes, that's it."
Eve bit her lower lip, closed her eyes, and looked resigned to her fate as Margaret spun a soft ruler around the small watermelon on her chest.
"Oh my god..."
Margaret glanced at the size, a look of surprise flashing in her eyes, then she gave an aunt-like smile and looked at Sinlai meaningfully, her eyes clearly saying: Your Highness, you are truly blessed.
Xinlai wholeheartedly agreed.
After all, witches store excess magic power in their breasts and uterus...
cough cough.
Next came the waist circumference, hip circumference, and even her long, fair, and slightly fleshy legs were carefully measured.
Margaret promised on the spot to make Eve a dozen pairs of stockings in various colors.
Such beautiful legs, without some fabric embellishment, would make her, the textile shop owner, seem tasteless.
Eve's face grew increasingly red. Especially with Xinlai sitting opposite her, looking at her with that amused gaze, she just wanted to find a crack in the ground to disappear into and never come out again.
But watching the two of them spinning around like planets, Xinlai felt a little sleepy.
No wonder men are afraid to go shopping with their wives; he wanted to slip away after only a short while.
But out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Eve glancing at the clothes on the mannequin every now and then, and Xinlai sighed.
Fine, I'll play along with her for a while longer.
Taking advantage of this lull, Xin Lai activated her skill [Hyperdimensional Link Lv.1] to see what would happen today.
The moment the skill was activated, the familiar feeling of weightlessness washed over him. Everything went black, and when it came back to light, he was floating in mid-air.
The sky was getting dark, and all was quiet.
Strangely, Eve was not in sight—
A pink figure flashed by, leaping and darting between houses, while several faster and more agile figures chased after it frantically.
Ok?
Aleya?
He remembered that Alaya had said she would visit the castle and would drag him along to deal with Galund...
wrong.
Aleya isn't a witch, and isn't Eve the closest one...?
How did I come across Alaya?
Sin Lai suppressed her doubts and continued watching.
Alaya was still wearing the same unchanging robes of the Church of Light, her long pink hair was pulled back by the wind, and her earrings swayed violently.
She was running wildly, constantly increasing her speed.
Her two full breasts bounced up and down with her steps, like wild horses.
Several men, emanating an eerie red aura, were chasing after Alaya, wielding weapons and relentlessly pursuing her.
The night was dark and the wind was high; no one noticed the chase.
To make matters worse, they were still in the city, and Alaya dared not rashly use magic to fight back. Besides, she was just a healer, and her offensive magic was pitifully weak.
Xinlai quickly followed, observing the surroundings from mid-air.
This is the royal city, the border between his territory and that of his elder brother Garund.
King Bemmureth established a Public Security Bureau in this area to prevent infighting among the princes.
But right now, not a single security guard has come to help.
What's going on...? Who's chasing Alaya? Where are the police?
Xinlai stood anxiously in mid-air.
He could clearly see that Aleya was in danger, but his soul was unable to possess anyone.
As Alaya's strength waned and her speed slowed, the pursuers drew ever closer, about to catch up in a few more breaths.
"careful!!"
With a loud shout, Xin Lai's perspective was abruptly switched, suddenly landing on the street.
Looking down, I saw the familiar maid outfit's hem and the little watermelon on her chest...
It turns out Eve was nearby...
Xinlai quickly confirmed the location; Eve seemed to be standing alone outside the tavern, while he himself seemed to have gone inside to find out about Gordon's background.
"...Let's go save Aleya first."
Xinlai controlled Eve's body to turn around and run wildly towards Aleya.
Alaya fled in this direction.
Xinlai ripped off her eyeband and activated the fireball spell without hesitation.
Without the restraint of the eye band, magic surged into the magic network like a floodgate opening. The magic circuit formed instantly, and with almost no preheating, a fireball with a diameter of two meters was released from her hand, whistling past Alaya's side and crashing straight into the pursuers behind her.
This is the casting speed of a genius...
Without a second thought, Xinlai shouted a warning to Alaya to dodge, and then burst forth.
His body has become lighter? And his agility is far greater than his physical strength...
Is it Aleia's speed enhancement?
The two girls locked eyes and quickly recognized each other, but Aleya's eyes were filled with surprise and confusion.
"Throw the sword over here!"
Xinlai, controlling Eve's body, roared.
When Aleya was less than ten meters away, she instinctively threw the sword in her hand at her.
Xin Lai leaped into the air, caught the sword mid-air, gripped it firmly with both hands, and slashed down with all her might from the sky—
Slash Lv.6!
The moment the sword fell, a crisp sound of flames intertwining exploded, and the sword energy erupted without warning, transforming into a burning arc of air that rushed straight towards the pursuers.
Blazing Slash Lv.1!
The fireball struck first, exploding on the ground in front of the pursuers with a deafening roar. Debris flew everywhere, and flames shot into the sky, forcing the three leading pursuers to dodge to the sides.
But it ran right into the blazing sword energy that was following closely behind!
"Whoosh—"
The sword energy was like a hot knife cutting through butter; the first person couldn't dodge in time and his body froze on the spot.
He looked down at his chest, where a charred wound stretched diagonally from his collarbone to his waist, his internal organs faintly visible, yet not a drop of blood flowed out; the edges of the wound had been charred by the high temperature.
The man's eyes widened, and he fell straight forward.
The other two men, one raised his shield to block and retreated several steps, wisps of black smoke rising from the iron shield; the other man flashed and nimbly dodged again.
"Alaya, enhance me!" Xinlai twirled her sword and landed, her skirt swirling like a blooming flower.
Aleya, who had just stopped, felt a violent jolt in her chest, and quickly turned around, waving her hands repeatedly, showering Xinlai with divine light:
"Right away!!"
Speed Enhancement Lv.7!
Damage Enhancement Lv.8!
Strength Enhancement Lv.7!
An unprecedented surge of power instantly washed over Eve's body.
Even though this body had never practiced martial arts, Xin Lai could clearly feel every muscle trembling slightly, and blood surging through her veins like a river.
With the buff from Alaya and the combined attributes of Alaya and Eve, this body's strength has approached that of a level 40 advanced warrior.
There are still five pursuers left.
Xin Lai glanced over and saw that the leader was a burly man who held a two-handed greatsword and whose body was covered in the thickest red mist.
Seeing his companion fall, he didn't retreat but instead charged forward with a roar, rushing towards Xinlai.
The greatsword swept across, accompanied by the sound of wind being cut.
Xin Lai watched her opponent's movements as if in slow motion. She dodged to the side, her hair fluttering in the night wind, as the greatsword grazed her waist without even touching her skirt.
She took a step forward, her longsword flashing upwards.
Blood splattered everywhere, and a thin red line had been slashed across the throat.
The man dropped his sword, covered his throat with both hands, made gurgling sounds, and knelt down on the ground.
Seeing their leader killed, the other four exchanged glances and simultaneously activated the red mist around their bodies, their eyes glowing with bloodlust.
Xin Lai frowned. Something was wrong with this red mist; it seemed like some kind of forbidden technique.
Instead of charging recklessly, they dispersed and tried to surround her.
Xinlai would never give her a chance.
She moved with lightning speed, appearing instantly in front of the man on the left. His pupils constricted, and he hurriedly raised his knife to block—
too slow.
Xinlai lightly stomped her left foot on the ground, and the ground seemed to be hit by a meteorite, with the stone bricks cracking and the cracks spreading in all directions.
Using the force of that step, she spun around, her skirt swirling in a graceful arc under the moonlight, while her longsword followed, drawing a perfect circle.
Spinning Slash Lv.5!
The sword, carrying terrifying force, swept out horizontally.
The man was cut in half at the waist, along with the knife. His upper body flew more than two meters away and rolled several times on the ground before coming to a stop.
Blood splattered on Xinlai's face, still faintly warm.
The remaining three finally showed signs of fear.
One man turned to run away, but the other two gritted their teeth and pounced on him from the left and right at the same time. The dagger on the left was aimed at his waist, while the longsword on the right was aimed straight at his throat.
Instead of retreating, Xin Lai advanced, her body arching back like a fully drawn bow, the dagger grazing the tip of her nose.
She seized the man's wrist and used the momentum to pull him toward her.
At the same time, he flicked his right hand with his longsword upwards, deflecting the incoming sword with a "clang," and then turned the blade to pierce the chest of the man who had been pulled over.
The sword went in, the sword came out, and blood gushed out like a spring.
Seeing that things were not going well, the third person turned and ran.
Xinlai didn't give chase. She took a deep breath, flicked her wrist, and the longsword flew from her hand.
The sword flew like a meteor, cutting through the sky.
With a "thud," it struck the man squarely in the back. He ran three steps, collapsed to the ground, struggled a couple of times, and then lay still.
One minute.
The battle is over.
Xinlai stood still, slightly out of breath.
His chest was heaving violently, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
The series of movements just now were quite a burden on this delicate body, even with Aleya's buff.
She slowly walked toward the last fallen pursuer, bent down and drew her longsword, the blade still dripping with blood.
She glanced at it, turned around and walked to Alaya's side, taking the sword sheath.
"Whoosh—"
As she sheathed her longsword, Xin Lai glanced back and saw a horrifying sight of blood, rotting flesh, and corpses scattered on the ground under the moonlight.
A few drops of blood were still on her face, and the hem of her maid outfit was soaked with blood. In the cold moonlight, she looked eerily beautiful.