After leaving the world of all NPCs

throne?

Return to Britain?

What is this all about? !

Kamiya Kaoru finally couldn't help it, raised her hand to cover her smooth forehead, and let out a helpless and slightly embarrassed sigh.

"Don't listen to his nonsense. He... was just joking."

She paused, then added softly, "But... the first sentence is true."

Jian Gong Zhaizi's gaze moved back and forth between Shen Lie Huozhi's meaningful eyes and Ye Zuochen's calm face, and finally stopped at Ye Zuochen's hand which was still firmly around Shen Lie's waist.

He opened his mouth, but his throat seemed to be blocked by something and he couldn't utter a single word. He was completely speechless.

It turns out... the Pope's relieved smile just now was not only because she saw that they were safe, but also because... she had such a person by her side?

Ye Zuochen seemed very satisfied with Jian Gong's reaction. He tightened his arms and brought Shen Lie Huo Zhi closer to him.

Kamiya Kaoru's body stiffened almost imperceptibly for a moment, and two deeper blushes appeared on her fair cheeks, but she did not struggle, but just lowered her eyes slightly.

This silent intimacy is more convincing than any declaration.

The Amakusa-style members recovered from their initial shock and looked at the young boy and girl before them.

One is handsome and upright, the other is tall and dashing. There is a strange sense of harmony when they stand together.

I don't know who took the lead, but sparse applause broke out and soon became continuous.

Snapped!

There was no questioning in the applause, only the most sincere blessings to the former Pope Kamijou Kaoru, and acceptance of the young man who could make her look like that.

After a slightly awkward yet warm exchange of greetings, Ye Zuochen dropped his joking expression and returned to business, his tone returning to his usual casual tone: "Okay, let's get down to business. The matter of the Book of Law has been completely resolved. I've sent the book outside of this world, and it won't cause any more trouble."

"I've also dealt with the Roman Orthodox Battle Sisters unit that was originally chasing Orsola. They no longer pose a threat."

He looked at Jian Gong Zhaizi, "So, that Sister Orsola is safe now. Where is she?"

Jian Gong Zhaizi finally recovered from the huge information shockwave and nodded quickly: "Ah, yes! Sister Orsola is safe, please follow me!"

He turned and led everyone through the slightly crowded entrance and a short corridor to an ordinary wooden door.

With a relieved smile on his face, he pushed the door open and said, "She's resting inside..."

The door opened.

The sound of Jian Gong Zhaizi suddenly stopped, and the smile on his face froze instantly.

In the small room, there was only a simple bed and a table.

The window was closed, but the curtains were half-open, and the afternoon sun slanted in, casting bright spots of light on the empty bed.

There was an open book on the table, and next to it was a half-empty cup of water that had already gone cold.

The room was empty.

Jian Gongzhaizi stood at the door and blinked blankly.

"Where is the person...?"

……

East Gate of the 11th School District.

Countless ticket machines, electronic indicator screens and flashing gates form a dazzling jungle.

Most of the people walking around are students wearing colorful school uniforms, carrying backpacks, walking hurriedly, with an indifference or vitality on their faces that is unique to this city of science.

The air was filled with the faint smell of ozone from disinfectant, rubber tires, and running electronic equipment, as well as the never-ending sound of footsteps, electronic prompts, and vague broadcasts.

In this flowing torrent of steel, the two figures looked like two drops of different-colored paint falling on a precision circuit board, standing out so abruptly that it was glaring.

Orsola Aquinas stood in front of a ticket machine flashing a complex route map, her head slightly tilted. Her short golden hair was tightly wrapped under a headscarf and nun's hat, with only a few restless strands sticking to her smooth forehead.

Her exquisitely slender figure was wrapped in a pure black monastic robe, the long sleeves and skirt covering every inch of her skin, leaving only a row of neatly closed silver zippers visible twenty centimeters above her shoulders and knees.

His hands, wearing thin white gloves, hovered helplessly above the cold touch screen, his blue eyes filled with pure confusion, as if he was deciphering an ancient magic book that had been lost for thousands of years.

She bit her delicate lower lip lightly and placed her fingers on it. Her overly respectful attitude seemed somewhat confused and helpless at this moment.

A few steps away, under the cold light of the automatic gate exit, stood Himegami Aisa.

Her waist-length black hair fell like a waterfall, not moving at all in the draft at the station, contrasting with her porcelain-white skin.

She was wearing the most traditional red and white shrine maiden costume, a pure white top, and bright scarlet hakama that reached her ankles.

On the expressionless face, the equally dark eyes calmly looked at the exit leading to the ordinary world outside the gate.

Orsola finally mustered up the courage, extended her white-gloved index finger, and hesitantly tried to click on a flashing option on the screen. However, her gaze inadvertently met the dark eyes of the person at the gate who was also quietly looking at her.

Nuns and witches.

At the entrance of this city named "Science", the eyes of two girls representing different beliefs and different mysterious powers gently touched in the cold air.

Orsola was startled for a moment, then a gentle, apologetic smile spread across her face, always overly respectful. "Ah, I'm so sorry. My hesitation seems to have disturbed you. It's our first meeting. May the light of God illuminate your journey."

Himegami Aisa's expression didn't change at all. He just shook his head ever so slightly, his long black hair swaying a bit. "No, you... want to go inside?"

Her slender finger pointed towards the even more bizarre buildings deep within Academy City.

"Yes." Orsola straightened up, the confusion on her face replaced by a genuine desire to communicate. "It's just that these exquisite scientific devices are really giving me a hard time. Do you want to leave here?"

"Yeah." Himegami Aisa responded briefly, then remained silent for a few seconds, as if thinking about how to organize his words. "You might not believe me, but I... have seen a vampire."

"I came here hoping to find a way to get rid of the 'Deep Blood'. I didn't succeed."

She cast her gaze back to the world outside the gate. "Something happened not long ago. There's no hope. So, leave. Go find the magician."

"Ah!" Orsola exclaimed softly, her body wrapped in heavy monastic robes subconsciously leaning forward a little. Her blue eyes instantly lit up, filled with pure and focused interest. "This is truly a wonderful fate!"

"To be honest, I'm a magician! Although I've never had the pleasure of seeing the legendary vampire, I'm very good at deciphering the mysteries in magic books!"

She put her hands together, and her thin white gloves gently touched each other.

"As for the 'blood-sucking killer' you carry..."

"It's actually not difficult to seal it up."

Finally, an extremely subtle change appeared on Himegami Aisa's expressionless face.

"……real?"

"Of course!"

Orsola nodded vigorously, her short golden hair swaying beneath her nun's hat. She looked incredibly serious. "Although it requires some special preparation, the principle is not complicated. Hmm..."

She raised one hand and gently placed her white index finger on her lips.

"Perhaps... we need to create a cross necklace that carries a specific 'seal'? Once worn, it can effectively block the 'smell' that attracts vampires."

Her tone was professional and firm, and the overly respectful gentleness diluted any arrogance she might have had, making her sound more like she was offering a well-intentioned solution.

Himegami Aisa silently looked at the nun in front of him, whose eyes were unusually clear and serious.

Cross necklace?

This sounded... so simple, even child's play, far from the ancient forbidden technique she had imagined that would require a huge price to pay.

At least the alchemists before them said it was very complicated.

After a moment, Himegami Aisa nodded very slightly, deciding to accept this kindness: "I understand. Thank you very much for your willingness to help me."

Osola smiled slightly and prepared to ask Himegami Aisa in detail about the specific performance of the "vampire killer".

suddenly--

A clear young boy's voice suddenly interrupted the gentle atmosphere that had just been established between the two people.

"Unfortunately."

The moment the voice rang out, Orsola and Himegami Aisa turned their heads almost at the same time.

Ye Zuochen had already stood a few steps away from them without them knowing.

He stood there casually, as if he had always been there, but they had just ignored him.

The cold light cast from the station ceiling outlined his tall figure, black hair and black eyes, and his handsome appearance was so attractive that it made people feel good about him.

"I'm afraid you two won't be able to leave."

Ye Zuochen's gaze first fell on Himegami Aisa, with a hint of inquiry: "There was a lot of commotion at Misawa Academy before, but I didn't see you. Where were you then?"

Himegami Aisa's dark pupils shifted slightly, focusing on Ye Zuochen's face. "You...are the person Oreos was talking about? The one who took away all his magical wisdom?"

"It's me." Ye Zuochen nodded calmly.

"He asked me to go out and attract vampires." Himegami Aisa's tone was flat. "When I returned to Misawa Academy, I saw him sitting at the door."

"His eyes were empty, and he kept repeating something. Then he said to me, 'My wisdom has disappeared, and I can't help you anymore.'"

"After that, he was dragged away by a red-haired priest who looked like a bad boy."

"Is that so?" Ye Zuochen understood and turned to Orsola. Even the tight black monastic robes could not hide her exquisite figure and the gentle aura she exuded.

"As for you, Orsola."

"I have already dealt with the troops chasing you."

"Also, your method of interpreting the Book of Law was wrong from the beginning."

"I have destroyed that book."

Orsola's azure eyes widened instantly, revealing a hint of astonishment, but strangely, there was not a trace of doubt in her astonishment.

She opened her mouth slightly, wanting to say something, but was interrupted by Ye Zuochen's next words: "However, now you have completely offended all parties involved. What are your plans next?"

Orsola was silent.

This nun, who had chosen to flee not long ago because she could not fully trust Amakusa Shiki and was afraid that the "interpretation method" she mastered would be abused, now felt an unreasonable absolute trust in her heart when facing Ye Zuochen.

She didn't notice, nor did she need to notice, that a certain fiery throbbing beyond reason had already quietly taken root in her heart.

This is perfectly normal - both she and Himegami Aisa, who was standing quietly beside her, had the same waves of love at first sight in their eyes.

"This... is truly troubling." Orsola sighed softly, her shoulders drooping slightly beneath her monastic robes. "For a moment, I really don't know where to turn."

Ye Zuochen smiled and said, "Why don't you come to me and be my woman. I will give you shelter."

Two distinct blushes instantly appeared on Orsola's fair cheeks, like a rose blooming in the snow.

She subconsciously folded her hands in front of her, lowered her head slightly, and her long eyelashes trembled rapidly: "Ah... This... I'm so sorry! I have dedicated this body to God, but..."

Her voice became lower and lower, and beneath her respect and shyness, there was a hint of hesitation.

"Well...it's not completely impossible..."

"Sure." Himegami Aisa's voice suddenly sounded, still with that blunt statement without any ups and downs, as if he was just agreeing to an ordinary proposal.

Orsola raised her eyes in surprise and looked at the calm witch beside her.

That unhesitating promise was like a gust of wind, blowing away the last trace of hesitation in her heart.

She took a deep breath, her face still flushed, but she nodded solemnly to Ye Zuochen: "I am also willing to become your wife."

Ye Zuochen nodded with satisfaction, then turned around and faced the huge and eerily empty station hall.

The clear voice suddenly rose in pitch, carrying a provocative smile, and echoed clearly under the cold steel dome.

"Did you hear that? They are my women now. If you want to do anything to them, you have to get past me first."

It was not until this moment that Orsola and Himegami Aisa realized with horror.

The bustling station, once filled with students, was now deserted without anyone noticing!

The air was eerily dead.

"Is this the spell to 'dispel the idlers'?" Orsola exclaimed in a low voice, a solemn uneasiness tinged her gentle voice.

Hey!

Hey!

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