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"Bang——！！！"
A loud crash echoed, accompanied by the cracking of the wall. Mengdie spat out a mouthful of blood, faced down, and fell from the wall. The lime from the marble wall scattered, covering her body. At first glance, it looked like a tombstone.
The entire ballroom fell into silence, and everyone dared not speak. Even Edward was staring wide-eyed, unbelievingly at Mengdie, who was still lying in the dust and had not yet stood up, his expression stupefied.
"My sweetheart, do you like the gift I gave you?" The white shadow's elegant smile remained unchanged. He withdrew his hand, shook it lightly, and continued in a very relaxed tone, "You've injured 120 of my men. Although I admit, the fault lies with us, but my men have been nagging me these days, wanting me to avenge them. Being part of the Black Flame Snake, I can't ignore the feelings of my subordinates and act alone."
As he spoke, the man raised his right hand, continuing to prepare for his finger-flicking gesture, and smiled, "So I decided to give you a little punishment, you naughty sweetheart. 120 people, you just need to let me flick you 12 times, and we'll be even. Just now, that was the first one. Come on, stand up. You, who were unscathed even after taking Weiba's heavy punch, can't possibly stay down just because of such a light flick. Don't worry, I won't take your life."
Seeing Mengdie still not getting up from the "tombstone," Aya held Nia tightly, full of worry. But what could she, with no combat ability, do in this situation? Rush up and get killed?
However, the ones who were equally worried were not just these two sisters. Edward, who had deeply experienced the terrifying strength of the white shadow, was now filled with righteous indignation! The fear in his heart became unimportant before the downfall of his beloved! He raised his Silver Moon Greatsword and charged at the white shadow, thrusting at his back!
The blade brought a streak of cold light. But the attack from Edward, who was pouncing from behind, did not bring alertness or anger to the white shadow. He didn't even turn his body, just seemingly casually swung his hand backward, and Edward's sword was very coincidentally pressed down by his index finger...
"Right, prince, you are also one of the twelve to bear this. The second and third flicks will be borne by you."
The white shadow flicked his finger at Edward's sword, and the Silver Moon Greatsword immediately emitted a buzzing sound!
"Hmm, good sword. 'The Sword of the King' is indeed well-deserved. However, the user doesn't seem to have reached the enlightenment worthy of it."
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Edward couldn't hold on, and the greatsword slipped from his hand. Before the greatsword even hit the ground, the white shadow, still with his back to Edward, had already casually stepped back, pulled his hat brim with his right hand, and flicked his left middle finger at Edward's forehead...
"Bang——！！！"
Like the loud sound that befell Mengdie, Edward was also flung out like a cannonball. The soldiers, seeing the prince defeated, hurriedly formed a human wall behind him to catch his falling body. After knocking down more than a dozen soldiers, Edward's body finally stopped, not letting him fall as miserably as Mengdie. But even so, he was dizzy and couldn't stand up for a while.
"Alright, sweetheart. Your guardian now seems unable to protect even himself, how long do you plan to lie there?"
While the white shadow was speaking to Mengdie, who was still in the "tomb," the old king bent over, seemingly wanting to escape. Unfortunately, how could his movements escape the white shadow? Just as the old king's buttocks barely left the throne, the Silver Moon Greatsword, dropped by Edward, had already stabbed his chair like an arrow, less than five centimeters from his face.
"Respected Your Majesty, please sit quietly. After I finish my private affairs, we'll discuss official matters. Now... sweetheart, aren't you planning to stand up?"
The old king sat down, tremblingly sat down. Edward lay beside, with blood at the corner of his mouth, tiredly watching everything in front of him. Aya and Nia, the two sisters, hugged each other, their eyes filled with worry and care. Dika looked at the beautiful girl buried in the "tomb," his face showing a hint of confusion and pity. And the real steward...
From beginning to end, watched everything with an expressionless face.
Just when everyone was watching the pile of "tombstone," a girl's voice slowly came from it...
"Hehe... Hehehehe..."
...Laughter?
The smile on the white shadow's face disappeared in this sweet laughter. He stared intently at the girl there, and after a long time, he slowly said, "Sweetheart, what are you laughing at?"
"(Chinese) Hehe... Hehehe... Yes... What am I laughing at...?"
In that inexplicable laughter, the dust covering the girl gradually bulged. A girl with long hair, covered in mud and a streak of blood on her forehead, slowly stood up.
"(Chinese) Ah, I forgot... It's strange, I actually forgot such an important thing."
The girl walked out of the "tombstone" step by step. With each step she took, the dust on her body gradually shook off. The black hair that had been covered and hidden by the dust also slowly revealed itself.
The white shadow, unconsciously, took a step back.
"(Chinese) I forgot... Because I lost my power as soon as I came to this world, I completely forgot my original purpose. Hehe... Hahaha..."
"(Chinese) Thinking about it, I find it funny. In front of the portal to the other world, I chose a world 'full of strong people'... not a world where I could 'bully others at will'. Although I don't know if the King of Hell calculated that I would lose my power, looking at the current situation, it really is a world full of strong people... and you, white shadow. You are the strongest one I've seen."
"(Chinese) I want to thank you... Because of your strength, you finally awakened my original purpose... What I want most is not the power to stand at the pinnacle of the world, but to enjoy the thrill of fighting with the strong... But after coming to this world, I mysteriously lost my power and even became this kind of body. I became impatient, anxious."
"(Chinese) I started to desperately seek the power I lost. Because of my anxiety, I even completely confused the relationship between 'supreme power' and 'the strongest battle', which are means and purpose. My purpose has deviated somewhere, and my code of conduct has become absurd. As a result, I became what I am now... Hehehe... Ridiculous, it's really too ridiculous."
"(Chinese) But now, I finally remembered. I remembered my real purpose. White shadow, I really want to thank you... Thank you for your strength, thank you for the pain you brought me, and thank you..."
"(Chinese) For the joy you are about to bring me!"
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