Strength 99999 but the Holy Sister

Vivian pursed her lips, and Aisha saw her uneasy little tongue sweep across her lips. Vivian raised her chin and looked at Aisha.

"I...if I win, can Aisha go shopping with me..."

Elsa's eyes dropped, a sly smile playing on her lips.

"Okay."

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209. Do you want to try? (5K)

Shopping is far from being a "date", it's just a casual outing between friends to relax.

For Vivian, shopping is the first step and the way for her to understand Elsa. When Sofia asked her what Elsa liked, Vivian found that she couldn't answer.

Elsa likes books? After all, she reads every night. But Vivian also likes books, and she can see that Elsa's reading is just a way to pass the time.

So... Elsa likes bread? No, it's just Vivian who likes the butter bread Elsa makes.

Elsa likes bathing? Sure, bathing is something she does almost every day. But you can't invite Elsa to take a bath together, right? And bathing isn't something you "like" and can't be given as a gift.

So Sophia told Vivian that she could invite Elsa to go shopping together - girls of this age always have something they like, and Elsa should be the same. By simply "going shopping", Vivian will know what Elsa likes and what she is interested in, and then she can use this as the focus to make a complete plan next time.

Favor is a process that accumulates over time.

Of course, Vivian didn't bring up the idea of ​​"shopping" without any preparation. She had been often with Filia these days, so she was somewhat familiar with Dammas. At least in this respect, she was not behind Elsa who had been in Weilin Town.

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The selection will last for three days, and today is the second day.

Mary brought Elsa and Vivian to the training ground.

Elsa hadn't paid much attention to the rules of the competition, but she roughly knew that the competition wasn't entirely determined by winning or losing. To ensure fairness, the winner would naturally enter the semi-finals, but similarly, the top few players with higher scores in the loser group would be selected to join the semi-finals, and a new draw would be held.

Vivian had demonstrated impressive magic control in the previous match, which was obvious to all. Naturally, she got a second chance, and no one objected.

In the martial arts arena, Vivian stared at her opponent quietly. This time her opponent was a blonde nun, who was also a magician like Vivian.

The referee measured the distance and rechecked the magic circle on the ground to confirm that it was correct before leaving the field.

"Game start!"

As the sound waves of the fireworks exploded and echoed in the empty space, Vivian shot out three or four ice spikes at once, and the blonde nun immediately adjusted her position, raising her staff as two blazing fireballs shot out from behind, quickly passing over her head.

Vivian didn't dodge. Two huge smooth ice surfaces rose in front of her, and at the moment the fireball was approaching, they narrowly deflected the attack direction of the fireball. The fireball almost brushed Vivian's face and exploded into a ball of flames behind her.

This is a battle between magicians. The two are dozens of meters apart, and both are combat mages who are good at elemental magic. Their starting methods are very similar, in order to disrupt the opponent's rhythm and buy themselves more time to construct mid-level or high-level magic. This is the most basic test of the magician's most basic strength - observation, calculation, and prediction. It also has extremely high requirements for the magician's ability to apply magic.

At this time, Vivian and her opponent were quickly constructing several new spells, and they were also interfering with each other and blocking each other's attacks. The ice spikes were sharp and had strong penetrating power, which always forced the blonde nun to move and evade. The fireball was so hot that even if Vivian was only affected by the residual heat of the fireball, she had to use magic to defend herself, otherwise she would be injured.

When necessary, Vivian would use lightning magic to attack and wind magic to defend, and the opponent would also use rock magic to interfere and defend.

The two are similar, yet different.

But Vivian was much faster than the blonde nun in constructing the magic circle. Every time the blonde nun launched an attack, Vivian would counterattack twice or even more times - Vivian's attack was like a storm. The blonde nun dodged the pursuit of the ice spikes and chanted and drew the magic circle quickly, but Vivian had already completed two mid-level magics.

As the field was blanketed in frigid frost, the air was filled with sharp, piercing ice crystals, forcing the blonde nun to stand still and engage Vivian in a direct, head-on magic confrontation—a situation that put the blonde nun, a fire mage, at a significant disadvantage. In a field already dominated by frost, her fire magic was weakened, and the blonde nun struggled desperately to resist Vivian's relentless attacks. Fatigue quickly showed in just a few seconds, and her magic ceased to flow, while Vivian continued to prepare new spells.

She also knew that she would surely lose if she continued like this. A ball of fire erupted in the arena, and the figure of the blonde nun disappeared in the flames. When she reappeared, she had already rushed to Vivian at lightning speed. If she continued with the previous tactics, she would only be suppressed by Vivian, who was more efficient in casting magic, and then her claws would be broken bit by bit, and losing the game would be nothing more than a slow death. So she chose to take a gamble and took the initiative to shorten the fighting distance between the two.

Logically speaking, Vivian, who was maintaining the advantage at this time, should have continued to keep her distance for the sake of safety. However, Vivian did not hide, but simply raised her staff. The iceberg based on half of the field suddenly rose from the ground, making a swelling and squeezing sound like boiling water. Dull sound waves came from all directions. The frost cage blocked the blonde nun's retreat, and sharp ice spikes were aimed straight at her.

"I lost……"

The blonde nun sighed unwillingly. In the end, Vivian still had a higher-level magic in her hand that she hadn't used. It also dissipated with the referee's whistle and the melting of the iceberg.

Magician duels test a wide range of abilities, such as the amount of magic power, magic efficiency, the speed of magic activation and construction, the breadth and depth of magical theory mastered, and understanding of magic properties. Simply put, if Tricia were here, even if her magic power was limited to a very low level, she would still easily win the match. This is the most fundamental difference.

As a magician, Vivian was definitely one of the top nuns present.

There was no doubt that this battle was a landslide victory for Vivian.

A somewhat disheveled blonde nun appeared under the iceberg. She looked a little frozen, with her shoulders shaking. Vivian took the initiative to step forward and stretched out her hand to pull her out of the frost ravine that had not yet completely melted.

"Are you...are you okay?"

"Thank you... I'm fine."

The blonde nun moved her frozen hands and looked at Vivian with a complicated expression. In stark contrast to her weak appearance, Vivian's magic gave her a sharp and deadly feeling. She was really scared when she was swallowed by the iceberg just now. The powerful oppressive feeling that came at her face made her still a little breathless.

"You're amazing..."

The blonde nun sighed and said, the fierce look in Vivian's eyes during the battle also disappeared, replaced by a somewhat flustered look - she was not very good at dealing with others, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Honestly, I watched your match yesterday and I felt like I definitely wouldn't be able to do what you did. And sure enough, haha. Actually, at first I even had a lucky hunch that I might be able to beat you..."

"That's not true...you're amazing too!"

"The winner of this round is Sister Vivian Trawins."

The referee announced the result at this time.

The next time Aisha saw Vivian was in the lounge.

"Elsa, I did it!"

She blinked her large eyes, looking at Elsa with both anticipation and trepidation. Perhaps because the icy aura still lingered, a faint frost rose whenever Vivian spoke—her aqua-colored hair seemed to have become even more translucent.

Elsa couldn't help but smile, and raised her hand to gently pinch Vivian's face. The touch under her fingertips was cool and soft. Vivian seemed to be in a much better mood today than yesterday, but when facing Elsa, there was an inexplicable reverie on her cheeks. The slightly red cheeks seemed to be telling Elsa about Vivian's fiery heartbeat.

"Do you want to win, or do you just want to go shopping with me?"

Vivian met Aisha's smile and hurriedly looked away.

If you remain silent, you are actually agreeing to the latter.

"Let's go then—is there anywhere you'd like to go?"

"I...I want to buy some potions as a backup..."

Vivian came up with a fake excuse she had made up long ago - various potions are common props for magicians. In fact, she still has a lot of them, but now she has given them to Sophia for temporary safekeeping.

As for why they wanted to buy potions, it was naturally because there were many shops there, selling expensive magic devices, magic stones and weapons and equipment, as well as novel and interesting gadgets, a wide variety of delicious food and wine, books, jewelry and so on. Vivian hoped to take this opportunity to understand what Elsa was interested in.

However, what Vivian didn't know was that Elsa had actually known about her plan for a long time. After all, Elsa heard everything that the mother and daughter had to say yesterday.

But Elsa didn't expose her, she just smiled at Vivian's slightly flushed cheeks.

At noon, Elsa and Vivian arrived in the east district of the city.

"Wow... there are so many people here..."

"It's noon after all—please hold me, it will be hard to find you if we get separated in a place like this."

Aisha said with a smile, and took Vivian's hand.

Vivian's hand was soft and delicate when touched from the back, but if you touched it from the other side, you would find some rough calluses on the fingertips and palms, but Elsa didn't care. Elsa pulled Vivian, but Vivian shrank her hands and seemed restrained.

But this little bit of restraint was easily crushed by Elsa. She turned over her wrists and interlocked her fingers with Vivian's in a cross-shaped posture, fingers connected to fingers, arms touching arms. Elsa could clearly feel the sweat on Vivian's palms and the tension in her arms due to nervousness.

Elsa just smiled.

The East District of the City is a bustling place - merchants and travelers from the imperial capital and the central province often carry a lot of wealth. They come from the wilderness in the east and often settle in the East District of the City. Driven by them, and because the East District faces the gently paved wilderness and the heart of the empire, it is relatively stable. So gradually, the East District of the City has become a more prosperous urban area in Dammas.

"Um...Elsa...wanna try this?"

Vivian pointed to a street vendor and suggested. She looked at Aisha cautiously, as if trying to see something in her eyes.

As soon as she arrived here, Vivian suddenly stopped talking about the magician union and the blacksmith union where she could buy potions, and instead ran around between the shops like a butterfly. At first, Vivian would find some lame excuses, such as "hungry", "thirsty", "my feet hurt a little", etc., but later she found that there were no more excuses, and Elsa had to take the initiative to find one for Vivian. In the end, it was unclear whether Vivian was accompanying Elsa shopping, or Elsa was accompanying Vivian shopping.

But it doesn't matter. The atmosphere is a matter between two people, and Elsa is willing to cooperate with Vivian's plan.

——Perhaps until now, Vivian still thought that this was just shopping.

Or rather, in Vivian's plan, this was really just some shopping.

"Well, try it."

Aisha laughed.

"Elsa, that's so interesting—"

This time it was a juggler who put a dirty doll on the ground, and the doll began to move on its own, running, jumping, and performing complicated tumbles and other movements.

"Elsa, what is this? It's so beautiful!"

Vivian held a piece of sparkling stone in her hand. Actually, it was just a block of glass filled with mineral powder and non-ferrous metal solution. However, in this world, it seemed to be a kind of handicraft that required a lot of effort to create.

"Elsa, you look so good in this... This flower seems to only bloom in the south. It's really beautiful."

Vivian giggled and put a flower knot on Elsa's collar, while she herself held a bouquet of flowers - if it were in the previous life, the groom would pin a bouquet of flowers on his chest and the bride would also hold the flowers like this, but there seems to be no such custom in this world.

"Elsa, Elsa..."

"Elsa..."

Elsa's eyes never left Vivian.

Watching Vivian carefully carry out the carefully arranged plan, watching Vivian panic because of a small mistake, watching Vivian blush because of Elsa's initiative to hold her hand - Elsa felt that if Vivian were in her previous life, she would definitely be the standard template of a pure and cute school beauty.

Elsa and Vivian passed by the place where potions were sold several times. At this time, Vivian would always subconsciously speed up her pace, as if she wanted to pretend that she didn't see it.

And Elsa also behaved very cooperatively, always following Vivian with a smile and letting Vivian hold her hand.

They came to each snack stall, pretending to try all the snacks there.

"Would you like to try this? It seems to taste different."

Aisha handed the snack she had bitten a bite of to Vivian's lips, and her face turned red when she saw Vivian.

Vivian finally parted her lips slightly and took a bite with her eyes almost closed.

"Then Elsa also..."

Vivian whispered and handed over what she had in her hand.

Elsa lifted her hair and took a small bite. The perfect lift of her hair and the exposed chest when she leaned over made Vivian's eyes widen. She was so excited that she accidentally stuck the food to the corner of Elsa's mouth.

Vivian fumbled to get out her handkerchief, still holding food in one hand, and could only move closer to Elsa.

"S-Sorry! Let me wipe it off for you..."

Vivian's handkerchief had a faint fragrance. Elsa knew it was the scent of some kind of vanilla. Witches liked to use vanilla and flowers to make sachets to carry on their bodies or make them into perfume. This was the scent on Vivian's body, and it smelled very nice.

She stood on tiptoe like a little rabbit and carefully wiped the corners of Elsa's mouth. This posture brought the two of them closer. Vivian's heartbeat was so loud that she could hear it herself. It was the first time in two days that she met Elsa's gaze directly, and at such a close distance.

This time she couldn't hide.

My cheeks couldn't help but get hot.

Elsa is really beautiful. Vivian pursed her lips nervously. The handkerchief left the corner of Elsa's mouth. She couldn't help but stare at Elsa's lips.

The lips moved slightly, and a pleasant sound came out.

"Is it okay?"

“Um… Ok, alright…”

Vivian quickly clutched the handkerchief in her palm and took a step back, creating some distance between herself and Elsa.

"tasty."

Elsa hinted at something, but Vivian obviously didn't understand. She just pursed her lips and stared at the handkerchief in her hand, her face flushed.

There seemed to be some warmth from the corner of Elsa's mouth still on it.

"You have a little on your face, too."

"Well?"

"Let me wipe it for you."

Aisha took the handkerchief from Vivian - in fact, Vivian hadn't reacted yet.

Her chin was lifted up slightly by Elsa's slender fingers. She saw Elsa's gem-like eyes with an ambiguous smile. That almost captivating gaze was cast at her gently. Facing the faint golden sunlight, Elsa's hair became translucent and white, outlining Elsa's fair and attractive jawbone.

The soft touch of the handkerchief fell on Vivian's cheek, or rather, the corner of her mouth, and then slid gently and slowly towards her lower lip - Vivian could clearly feel the touch of Elsa's well-knuckled fingers, the soft fingertips gently pressing on her lips through the handkerchief, slightly parting her lips and making a soft sound.

How beautiful—

"All right."

It came to an abrupt end.