They're not even human anymore; those wicked women can cry even more miserably.

Bad loss!

There's no way to win.

"Cough cough..."

She covered her cherry lips, her cough sounding particularly noticeable in the quiet night. She was still kneeling on the ground, her head tilted to one side, revealing a section of her slender neck.

Compared to a certain equally inexperienced queen, the succubus princess's learning ability was ultimately inferior.

As Xia looked at the coughing dragon in front of him, a scene involuntarily flashed before his eyes.

The faces of two beautiful figures, one tall and one short...

Char was jolted awake and suddenly came to his senses.

What am I thinking!

In front of him, Oboro was still coughing.

Char banished the inappropriate image from his mind, knelt down in front of her, and spoke with a voice full of pity.

"Actually, you don't need to force yourself."

Long shook his head, his face pale from coughing, but he was smiling, his expression happy.

"Oboro wouldn't mind doing anything for the person she likes~!"

In her eyes, Xia's image was reflected, and there was only him.

Their adorable appearance makes them incredibly lovable.

Xia couldn't help but laugh and reached out to touch her soft, warm head.

However, the sudden ringing of the telephone disrupted the cozy moment.

Char's phone displayed Sistine's name.

Despite being the senior student who is the Sword Saintess, her voice trembled as she spoke on the phone.

“Junior Xia, I need you to come to my place. It’s very… urgent.”

Char's eyes cleared instantly.

What's going on here?!

Xia looked somewhat worried. Could it be that he was injured during the previous fierce battle?

Long also vaguely heard the sound, and a gentle and obedient smile appeared on her face.

"Go ahead."

Xia Ya pursed his lips, patted Long's head, and draped his coat over her shoulders.

"You get some rest first, I'll go check on things and be right back."

Sistine's villa was dimly lit.

It was as if no one was there.

But the door was wide open.

Char went inside, calling out Sistine's name as he searched.

Before long, he found the Sword Saintess huddled in a corner.

"Senior, what happened to you...?"

The word "hu" stuck in Xia Ya's throat.

He touched her skin, which was burning hot, and in the dim light from outside, he could see its cherry-pink hue.

Her long, golden hair cascaded down, almost completely enveloping her body.

Hearing the sound, Sistine looked up, and Char noticed that most of her long hair was stuck to her body, and her clothes were soaked with sweat.

"Senior, what's wrong with you?"

Xia's voice was filled with deep concern as he spoke, trying to help her up.

Then, he was taken aback by Sistine's actions.

Sistine's vision was now blurred.

She could only vaguely sense that the boy in front of her was the only man of the opposite sex she trusted.

She could no longer hold on.

After sensing the scent of a man, she unconsciously moved closer.

Before either of them could stand up, she collapsed into Xia Ya's arms.

Sistine's eyes were glazed over, her red lips parted unconsciously, and her face was flushed.

This appearance is very similar to that of CG!

Xia's expression grew increasingly serious, and almost instantly he guessed the whole story.

His voice contained a hint of anxiety and reproach, but more than anything, it was filled with concern.

"You inhaled the powder, why didn't you say so!"

It's been delayed for so long!?

Do you know how serious the consequences will be?

At this point, Sistine's consciousness was already fading.

She couldn't hear what the boy in front of her said.

All she knew was that she liked his scent;

All she knew was that he was the only person she trusted.

At this point, Sistine could barely speak.

She thought she had told the whole story.

However, the export order was actually a mess, and many crucial parts were missing.

Some have lost their voices, while others have lost their logical coherence.

When she realized she was losing control, her last thought was to ask Xia for help.

Sistine herself didn't know why she trusted Char so much.

But it's about trust.

So before she completely lost her senses, she managed to get through to him on the phone.

Listening to Xia's voice, she could sense his reproach and worry.

I felt a little guilty and ashamed.

With his head down, he looked just like a child who had made a mistake.

She... never expected it to turn out this way.

She simply hoped to hone her willpower and, incidentally, take advantage of her heightened senses to understand the path to breakthrough in the Sword Realm.

But it seems too late to say all this now.

It has already happened, and it has even gone in the worst possible way.

She still can't solve it.

Char Aznable genuinely found this situation troublesome.

If it's just inhaled powder, things aren't too bad; there's always a way to salvage the situation.

But what worries Xia the most right now is that she has been practicing swordsmanship all this time?

The already potent effects, after being activated through the meridians, have penetrated deep into the bone marrow!

Now, removing it would be as difficult as climbing to the heavens.

She's such a headache, she doesn't know how to take care of herself at all.

Xia held her shoulders, his expression very serious.

You should know that this powdery mist is no ordinary thing.

It's an exclusive ability from a sacred relic, and its potency is far stronger than any drug on the market!

The problem was already difficult to solve, and it had already seeped into the bone marrow.

At this point, conventional methods are basically out of the question.

Although I really didn't want to, that was the only way!

Char's hands, which were gripping Sistine's shoulders, tightened slightly.

The pain brought her to a moment of clarity, allowing her to hear Xia's words.

"Senior, I'm going to make this clear to you now, so please listen carefully."

Sistine's eyes were still glazed over, but Char's voice could already reach her ears through the distant void.

She nodded blankly.