Elemental Light Mage

While Selonia and Fumina were taking a bath, Angelina and Xi Yeming leaned on the railing beside the balcony and looked at the night sky.

"Why did you suddenly become so artistic? I started to appreciate the stars."

"Tsk," Xi Yeming smacked his tongue as if Angelina had hurt something in his heart, "Can't you say less?"

"Humph?"

In the blowing of the night wind, the boy and the girl have never been so compatible as they are now, and the previous grudges and prejudices seem to have disappeared without a trace.

In the silent atmosphere, Xi Yeming couldn't help but be the first to raise the topic, "Tell me, who will be the ninth of the Ten Sacred Wills?"

"I don't have a clue. After all, Kilgore Academy is full of talented people, and everyone has the hope of becoming one of the Ten Wills of the Holy Will."

Xi Yeming was not satisfied with the answer, "If you say it, you haven't said it yet."

"I don't know either."

After a few words, the two fell into silent silence again, except for the chirping of insects from the wild.

This time it was Angelina's turn to ask.

"How are you going to accept us?"

"..."

Xi Yeming didn't answer in time. He looked away to avoid the question.

Seeing Xi Yeming's reaction, although Angelina expected it, she was still a little disappointed.

"What are you worried and afraid of?"

"I... don't know how to face you."

Xi Yeming slumped on the railing. After all, the relationship between men and women was still a distant thing for him before yesterday. Today's experience made him fall into such a dilemma without any psychological preparation.

"Don't you like Selonia and Fumina?"

"I don't know..." Xi Yeming buried his face in his arms on the fence.

The Ten Wills of the Holy Will, who killed the sea demon, defeated the blood demon, and defeated the flame dragon, were like a child who refused to face the reality of their situation head-on.

Angelina stared at the other half of her destiny, slowly walked to Xi Yeming's side, opened her arms and hugged him from behind.

Xi Yeming was startled by the soft touch, but he just continued to stay in Angelina's arms in confusion.

"It doesn't matter. I understand you are just afraid. One day you will be able to get out of the shadow of the past."

"I……"

Xi Yeming swallowed the words on his lips in embarrassment. Angelina revealed a familiar feeling, but Xi Yeming didn't dare to admit it or think about it.

"Okay, let me ask you, are you going to put away your rippling love and take a hot bath, or are you going to continue hugging each other and blowing the cold wind?"

Xi Yeming and Angelina quickly separated their bodies that were stuck together, and then they looked at each other as if nothing happened.

Du Zizhen stood at the door. She exposed the two people's cover-up.

"Stop pretending, Your Royal Highness, Your Majesty Shengyi, you two just spent a lot of time hugging each other."

Xi Yeming pretended to cough a few times, but was interrupted by Du Zizhen.

"Lord Shengyi, the body temperature will rise when people hug each other to keep warm, so you probably won't catch a cold."

Du Zizhen, who was extremely verbally critical, was still outputting.

"What I want to say is, Angelina, you should take a shower first. I want to stay here for a while."

Angelina left the balcony with a slight blush on her face, ready to change clothes and take a shower.

When the princess walked away, Du Zizhen opened his mouth again and continued to tease Xi Yeming.

"Lord Shengyi, don't you want to take a bath with Her Royal Highness?"

"Pfft -" Xi Yeming's defense was finally broken by Du Zizhen, "Cough cough cough cough cough!"

"I really didn't expect that my words could be used as food. Even Lord Shengyi choked after hearing this."

"Stop flattering yourself," Xi Yeming replied, "I never said I wanted to take a shower with Angelina."

Du Zizhen said, "Although you didn't say that, that's what you thought in your heart."

"Why are you so talkative today?" Xi Yeming knew that if he delved further into this topic, he would definitely get involved, so he had no choice but to try to divert Du Zizhen's attention.

"Maybe it's because there was a lot of noise upstairs last night, right? Lord Shengyi is quite strong, not as weak as he looks at all."

Xi Yeming: "..."

It's over, I never thought that Du Zizhen would really talk about this.

"You're quite good at chatting to death."

"Lord Shengyi is so complimentary," Du Zizhen turned around and brushed his sleeves, "I heard that Lord Shengyi is very tired from fighting all day long, so why don't I come and show off my skills for you?"

"It doesn't have to be a matter of dedication."

"Lord Shengyi is quite good at sexual harassment."

Xi Yeming was too lazy to argue with Du Zizhen anymore. He sat on the sofa in the living room and waited for Du Zizhen to massage him.

"Excuse me, Lord Shengyi, please lie down on the sofa."

"..."

Although Xi Yeming didn't answer, he didn't want to go against Du Zizhen on this point. He had to surrender both emotionally and rationally.

First, he felt a sense of body temperature, and then a pair of delicate but firm hands pressed on Xi Yeming's back.

"what……"

The pain transmitted from the bones and nerves to the brain opened Xi Yeming's voice.

Xi Yeming realized that he had lost his composure and turned to look at Du Zizhen.

Du Zizhen had an expression of indifference, as if her reaction just now was within her expectation.

Xi Yeming said as if nothing was wrong: "Okay, please continue."

Creaking sounds and muffled groans that persisted in not shouting echoed one after another in the living room.

Under this kind of experience, Du Zizhen asked something rare.

"Don't you have sisters, Lord Shengyi? Where are your family members?"

"Well, why do you ask this suddenly?"

"It's just a whim."

After doing some short ideological work, Xi Yeming concluded that there would be no problem in telling Du Zizhen about his experience.

"I had sisters, but they all passed away."

"I'm really sorry. I didn't expect to offend your family." As if to cooperate with Du Zizhen's apology, even the intensity of the massage was significantly reduced.

"I still have a mother, but we are not biological mother and son."

"I know this."

"My adoptive mother was actually Zerichia's Death Blade Guard. She protected me from assassins and colleagues on the day I was born, and brought me to a country in the real world to grow up."

"It's incredible. The assassin of the enemy country will be the adoptive mother of the prince of our country."

"I didn't believe it even after I learned about it. It was only now that I entered the court of evidence step by step."

"What about your adoptive mother now?"

Xi Yeming told the truth lonely, "She also passed away..."

At this moment, Du Zizhen accidentally hit Xi Yeming's back with his fist, causing Xi Yeming to scream in pain.

"what--!"

"I'm sorry, Lord Shengyi," Du Zizhen was also a little flustered, "I didn't mean it."

"No, it's okay..."

Xi Yeming didn't expect that Du Zizhen was unexpectedly strong.