I really don't want to date a girl addicted to the internet!

“Miss Nagasaki, there seem to be a lot of people on the ship. Which way should we go?” Miriam heard a burst of laughter coming from the deck.

“The floating ship doors and boarding stairs in this world are at the stern. Go to the bow; there won’t be anyone there,” Nagasaki Asuna said softly.

"clear."

The three of them crept around in the dark to the bow of the Prosperity of Light and pressed themselves against the hull.

"You two remember your missions, right?" Nagasaki Asuna's gaze swept over Miriam and Zhou Han.

The two girls nodded.

“Let’s begin.” Nagasaki Asuna took a step back.

Miriam then pulled out a metal hilt, pressed the button with a solemn air, and a steady pink beam of light emerged from it, "Beep~ Behold my beam saber!"

"Uh, that's so short, is that a beam dagger?" Zhou Han glanced at it sideways and couldn't help but say.

"Mirian, hurry up before we're discovered." Nagasaki Asuna's bright eyes scanned the surroundings with the help of night vision goggles.

“Yes, Miss Nagasaki.” Miriam used her beam dagger to cut through the hull. The wooden hull emitted blue smoke upon contact with the beam and silently turned into black ash.

364. The Girls' Infiltration Operation

While Miriam was cutting, Zhou Han stood guard with his pink Thunder Fang assault rifle.

The sailors on the deck of the Prosperity Light were unaware of the abnormality in the hull below and continued to laugh loudly.

“Zhou Han, look over there,” Nagasaki Asuna suddenly said.

Zhou Han followed her finger and saw a bright spot on the side of the ship next to hers.

A sailor was holding an oil lamp and looking in this direction, seemingly seeing the light from Miriam's beam dagger.

Zhou Han raised his gun, aimed the sights at the sailor, tilted his head, and said, "Asunai, what do we do?"

"I had no choice but to fire." Nagasaki Asuna pursed her lips.

“Okay.” Zhou Han narrowed his round eyes and pulled the trigger.

Her magazine contains subsonic bullets with reduced propellant charges, equipped with a silencer. This firepower poses negligible threat to runaway machinery, but is more than enough to deal with humans.

Apart from the slight clicking of the bolt, there were almost no gunshots. However, the sailor carrying the oil lamp had already disappeared straight behind the ship's side. Although he couldn't be seen, he was undoubtedly killed.

Zhou Han breathed a small sigh of relief; not being able to see the body relieved a lot of her psychological pressure.

Asuna Nagasaki also witnessed this scene. Instead of commenting, she turned to Miriam and asked, "Mirion, how much longer?"

"Almost there, almost there, halfway done." Miriam was working hard to cut a hole in the hull large enough for a person to crouch down and pass through.

As the three girls proceeded methodically according to plan, on the deck of the adjacent ship, the sailor lying in a pool of blood struggled to turn over, turning himself onto his back. Two blood blossoms bloomed on his chest, and large gushes of blood foam gushed from his mouth. His eyes widened, his vision blurred, and the vast starlight in the night sky gradually dimmed.

In his final moments, with trembling hands, he reached for the sailor's whistle on his chest, slowly put it in his mouth and bit down, then squeezed out the last breath from his ruptured lungs.

The piercing alarm whistle suddenly resounded over the dock, like a bright light shining in the darkness.

The special operations fleet, which was filled with laughter and joy just a moment ago, fell into a deathly silence in an instant.

Asuna and the other two from Nagasaki also heard the whistle and froze in surprise.

"No way... I definitely hit it." Zhou Han's round eyes widened.

At this moment, hurried footsteps and shouts rang out on the decks of the ships. Before long, a bright white flare was launched first, followed by two, then three, and the entire dock became as bright as day.

"Over there!" a shout came from the side of the ship next to them, and someone pointed to where the three girls were.

"Oh no, Asuna, we've really been found out!" Zhou Han exclaimed.

"Don't panic, shoot if anyone gets close." Nagasaki Asuna touched her chest and remained silent for a moment. "Mirian, just blow it up."

“No problem, you guys step back.” Miriam put away her beam dagger and instead picked up the futuristic-looking plasma bomb gun in her arms.

Miriam aimed her weapon at the ship's hull, pulled the trigger, and a bright plasma ball shot out, hitting the hull and causing a small explosion that shattered the wooden planks.

Miriam fired several shots in succession, blasting a large hole in the hull.

Just a wall away was the lower deck of the Light of Prosperity, where the demon-slaying knights on duty were already in battle stance, gripping their swords and shouting at the three, "Who goes there?!"

His response was a barrage of plasma spheres and several subsonic bullets.

The fierce firepower swiftly pierced through the familiar's semi-transparent magical barrier, engulfing both the demon knight and the familiar.

Zhou Han put down his gun, staring blankly at the enemy he had killed with his own hands lying on the ground. His expression changed and he quickly turned his face away.

Asuna Nagasaki took out a signal gun, aimed it at the sky, and pulled the trigger.

A bright red signal flare slowly rose into the air, hovering between several flares.

After finishing this task, Nagasaki Asuna was the first to enter the cabin through the large hole. She couldn't help but frown when her eyes fell on the corpse on the ground. She turned her head and took a deep breath. "Hurry up. Miriam, come and unlock it. Zhou Han, shoot as soon as you see anyone approaching."

"Miss Nagasaki, is she the one we're supposed to save?" Miriam followed up, looking curious.

"Yes, that's her. Her name is Leia, and she's an elf." Nagasaki Asuna crouched down in front of the sturdy cage, observing the person locked inside.

The silver-haired, pointed-eared elf girl struggled to lift her head, and upon seeing the familiar face outside, her pupils dilated.

……

How fast is the so-called lightness magic when time is slowed down tenfold?

Cheng Fei didn't know.

However, judging from Edward's reaction, it was probably incomprehensibly fast.

At this moment, Edward, whose body was wreathed in golden flames called the Flame of Oath, was panting heavily and drenched in sweat, and the two had only exchanged blows briefly.

Even more fatally, Edward's sword had multiple nicks and chips.

Once Cheng Fei's black longsword is enchanted, it can affect the enchanted weapon to some extent.

"Surrender." Cheng Fei stared at Edward expressionlessly.

The previous room had one wall destroyed, and if they continued fighting inside, the entire building might collapse, so the two moved to the courtyard of the lord's manor.

Thanks to the noise in the banquet hall, the unusual situation here was only noticed now, with chaotic footsteps and voices gradually approaching.

Edward gripped his sword tightly with trembling hands, facing the boy as if facing a formidable enemy. He glanced at the situation out of the corner of his eye. If he could just hold on a little longer, just a little longer, until his comrades discovered the battle and came to his aid, even the strongest enemy couldn't possibly fight ten or more against one.

"Still not giving up? Then I won't hold back."

As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Fei vanished in a blur.

In a world slowed down tenfold, the boy's movements are outrageously fast. His simple yet powerful moves, whether straight slashes, horizontal slashes, vertical slashes, or horizontal slashes, carry an unstoppable kinetic energy, much like a speeding truck.

What's incomprehensible is that Edward, despite being in such a sorry state, was still able to barely manage to fend off his attacks.

It was just a matter of parrying.

The black longsword slashed irresistibly towards the nobleman's sword, which was engraved with exquisite patterns.

With a deafening metallic clang, the nicked sword finally succumbed to the pressure and broke in mid-air. The broken half of the sword spun outward like a projectile and flew into the wall.

Edward's pupils contracted, a bad feeling welling up inside him.

Cheng Fei's figure disappeared from the spot, and when he reappeared, a shadow loomed over Edward's back.

"Behind you," Jasmine whispered, while simultaneously unleashing a magical attack on her opponent from behind.

This time, the blonde half-elf lying on Cheng Fei's back curled her lips into a cruel smile. She raised her small hand and released a barrier spell to defend against Jasmine's attack.

The moment the force of the magical shockwave dissipated, a hand reached in, grabbed the silver-haired half-elf by the back of his collar, and yanked him hard.

When Edward realized what had happened, the golden flames on his body went out.

365. Cheng Fei is too despicable.

A three-pointed dagger appeared in Cheng Fei's hand, resting against Jasmine's slender neck.

“Edward…” The silver-haired half-elf’s small, frail body trembled, utterly powerless to resist.

Edward turned around in shock, his eyes bloodshot. "Cheng Fei?!"

"Don't move, or I won't be polite. If I remember correctly, she is both your familiar and your wife, right?" The boy said expressionlessly, the blade of his dagger close to Jasmine's delicate skin.

Edward's muscles tensed, and he shouted with barely suppressed rage, "Cheng Fei! Don't you think you're being incredibly despicable?"

"Sigh, I'm sorry, but I've been driven by profit for a long time." The boy shook his head and sighed.

Edward stood still and took a deep breath. "What do you want?"

"Give me Leia's things, and also have your people leave the lord's manor." Cheng Fei glanced around.

Edward's demon-slaying knights arrived late, only daring to surround the scene but not daring to approach.

"Edward, don't mind..." Jasmine had barely opened her mouth when Cheng Fei rudely covered her mouth.

"Release her, and I'll fight you fair and square!" Edward's veins bulged as he gripped his broken sword.

"Do you think I'm stupid? There are so many of you, and you'll all be fighting me one-on-one. Stop talking nonsense and give me the stuff, hurry up." Cheng Fei brandished his dagger.

“Even if you get the token, it won’t be of any use. That thing is only meaningful to Rhea,” Edward said in a deep voice.

"Of course I know that."

Just then, three bright flares rose from the direction of the dock, shining like three bright morning stars in the night sky.

"Okay, it seems everything is going smoothly." Cheng Fei glanced at the scene and said in a nonchalant tone.

Edward's eyes flickered rapidly. "What exactly are you planning all this for?!"

"Say one more word and I'll slash her." Cheng Fei brandished the dagger at Jasmine's body, then smacked his lips. "Damn, why do I feel like I'm really the villain..."

Edward's face turned grim. After a moment of silence, he said, "I can grant your request, but I have one condition."

"what?"

"Release Jasmine, and I'll be your hostage." Edward voluntarily threw away his sword, which was now only half intact.

"Huh?" Cheng Fei raised an eyebrow.

“It’s all the same to your strength, isn’t it?” Edward raised his hands and took a step forward.

"Stop." Cheng Fei raised his hand and exclaimed, "I have to admit, you're someone I have to admire."

Edward secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but just as he was about to take a step forward, Cheng Fei pressed the dagger against Jasmine's neck again. "But no, you have no right to bargain with me. I refuse to take unnecessary risks. However, as a sign of my sympathy for you, a pure love advocate, I can assure you that if you do as I say, she won't get hurt."

In the suffocating, almost tangible atmosphere of the tense standoff, the two people in the center of the courtyard locked in a staring contest.

After a long silence, Edward clenched his trembling fist and said, "I understand."

"Do as he says, bring that pendant over, and you all step back," Edward ordered, turning around.

So the group surrounding the courtyard gradually retreated into the building, leaving only Edward and Cheng Fei facing off.

Soon, the silver triangular pendant made of an unknown metal was delivered to Edward.

“Release her and I’ll give it to you.” Edward held up the pendant with a solemn expression.

"Give her to me first and I'll let her go," Cheng Fei said, gripping Jasmine tightly.

"I'll give it to you only if you let her go!" Edward glared at the boy.

"Tsk." Cheng Fei pondered for a moment, "Then I'll count to three, two, one, I'll release the person, and you throw the stuff over here. Fair and just, how about it?"

“Okay, I agree.” Edward took a deep breath and squinted his eyes.

"three."

"two."

"one."

Cheng Fei pushed Jasmine's small body forward.

Edward also threw the pendant away.

Cheng Fei pulled Jasmine back with lightning speed, catching the pendant in mid-air at the same time.