because i am stel

No.40 Section [-]·She A went up!

dark……

The soft touch from the fingers is not unclear, and the tight elasticity and girl's body temperature are not unreasonable.However, compared to all these appearances, the clearest thing in Miss Shirtel's cognition is still darkness.

dark.The purest darkness in the soul world comes from the depths of the soul - the things called 'humanity' will separate out when the order of the first fire is dim, and exist independently - they are also fire, the fire of darkness.Because fire is the soul of this world, the gathering of dark fires is the soul of darkness.

It is impossible for a living person to have many dark souls in his body.Because the total amount of the king's soul will not increase, and all mortals have a strand of black soul accumulated in their bodies.

However, under Shirtel's perception.The darkness accumulated in the fire-proof woman's body is so thick and huge that it is as difficult to peek as an abyss—that is not the amount of black soul that an ordinary living person, or even an ordinary hero can hold.It is simply a vortex, a dark mountain, and a dark sea!

How many souls do you have to absorb to have such a huge amount?

How many lives must be seized to gather such a majestic dark soul?

Stuart didn't know.Not very interested to know either.Because everyone has their own privacy and secrets, if not necessary, they should keep their distance.

Ah, that's right.keep distance.

Even if the darkness attracts her, lures her, whispers come from the deep ocean...

—'Sirtel...'

--'His Majesty……'

—'Miss Steele...'

The tide of darkness is surging.The closer they got, the more complex and clear the whispering sound became.There seemed to be countless pairs of cold, slender, but gentle hands protruding from the ocean, surrounding her, welcoming her, wanting to let her go deep into the deepest eternal darkness.

- Very interesting experience, very interesting.But, I'm not here to do this kind of thing.

Miss Steele, unimpressed--she watched her, watched them, but only stopped at the edge of the tide, never advancing or retreating.

Then the countless invisible hands dissipated with a sigh.They receded into the depths of the sea, and the restless sea of ​​dark souls also became calm—Sirtel felt the turmoil of the huge unowned souls in his body, and those wandering soul fires were shaken by the attraction of darkness .They are restless, tumbling, active like meteorites captured by the planet's gravity, wanting to merge into the dark ocean, but they are restrained by Shirtel's body and will, only turbulent, but difficult to break free.

Inert unclaimed souls, become active.Large chunks of food that are hard to swallow become easy to swallow.

And the process of soul digestion, which is more efficient, a hundred times faster, and a thousand times faster than before, is thus opened.

..............................

Stuart opened his eyes.

She sensed the improvement of her abilities—this body was recovering, and attributes such as strength, reaction, endurance, intelligence, etc. all increased on a large scale to the extent she could clearly perceive.She could sense the flow of flames in her body, the flow of air in the sacrificial field, two heartbeats that were much faster than before, and a sudden burst of frost from behind.

— Frost?

why?

She gently raised her hand, and forcibly removed her five fingers, which were unwilling to move from the soft surface.The face of the fire prevention woman in front of her was slightly flushed. Obviously, this guidance took her a lot of effort.

"Thank you." She nodded to the fire prevention woman.

"This is my duty, Ms. Steele." The Fireproof Lady's demeanor was as elegant as ever, but it took much longer than expected to get up.So someone gave her a hand, and the frost behind her became stronger and stronger.

Shirtel turned around suspiciously.

"Yelena?" She asked, "Are you practicing the skill of using Originium? Although the space here is indeed very spacious, I still suggest you to save Originium..."

She saw that the girl who was still angry at the last moment suddenly turned blue as if she had eaten a frog alive.

"You...you..." Yelena's ears were pricked up in anger.She stomped her foot, and shoved Shirtel's gauntlet into the stone man's hand indiscriminately—she looked at Shirtel who was confused, and then at the fire-proof woman who had recovered calmly.Take a deep breath, then raise your little head up slightly.

"Is it comfortable to touch?" she asked, with a strange struggle and determination in her tone.

"What's uncomfortable..." However, someone was even more confused. She was still immersed in the comfort and psychological adaptation after her strength was improved. "This is just a ritual to channel power..."

—Ah, I remembered.Miss Puppet in Blood Origin also enhances the hunter's power in this way.Hmm...maybe there is a little difference in movement?

——But considering the inference that the soul blood is passed down in one line.So this form of ceremony still makes sense.

Doubts flashed in my mind, and the fragments of the other world that emerged from the depths of my memory seemed to provide a reasonable basis for Fireproof Girl's behavior.As a result, Shirtel obtained an answer that she felt had no problems at all, and it formed its own logical system.

And... Is there any problem with girls touching each other?Isn't this sort of thing commonplace and common in almost all girls' dormitories on Earth?

Shirtel, confident and without guilt.

——Hmm...Could it be that Yelena actually wants to try to see if she can absorb the unowned soul?This seems to make sense too.After all, it is in another world, so it is always no problem to have more self-protection ability.

——But she hasn't killed anything yet, and she shouldn't be a container.Hmm... If you find a large piece of soul later, let her try it too.

The girl thought to herself and came to a conclusion.Thus, the words of explanation that were originally intended to be uttered from her mouth changed——

"The feeling of increasing strength is quite good. Do you want to try it too? Then in the future—"

She couldn't finish her sentence.

Because she saw that Yelena's blue face turned red in an instant, and then turned into helpless discouragement.

"I knew it... I knew you had this kind of stone head." Yelena approached her suddenly, stretched out her hand to grab her right hand that hadn't put on the gauntlet, her tone was full of recklessness and self-defeating. "But I won't wait for anything later!"

With a strong pull, she pressed Shirtel's hand to her chest.Press to the same position as the fire prevention girl, the same place!

"Are you comfortable?" She looked directly at Shirtel, seeing the confusion in those crimson eyes.

"I don't mean this..."

"I know, but I'm asking if you're comfortable."

"Uh... good?"

"Don't rub it to see?"

"This……"

"Idiot." Yelena shook off her hand, turned her head, looked at the calm-faced fire-proof woman and let out a heavy 'hum'.Then turned around and ran to the other side of the sacrificial field.

She ran for two steps, stopped, and made a face at Stelter.

"You're stupid!"

Then she turned around again and ran a little further.

..............................

Stuart was confused.

However, no matter how dull she is, she can feel that something is really wrong here.Yelena's previous actions were obviously out of the category of joking.And this caused an uncertain guess to emerge in Miss Shirtle's heart.

— Could it be that she likes me?

——Wait, is this how you like someone?Why do I feel like she's pissed off with the fireproof girl... But normal piss shouldn't look like this?

Fists clenched slightly, then loosened.Shirtel raised his eyes and glanced at Yelena whose back was facing him, and noticed that Frost Maiden's feet seemed to tremble slightly.

—she was afraid.

—Why is she afraid?

Shirtel felt that maybe it was necessary to ask, at least to understand what happened in the previous few minutes.Since arriving in this world, things out of control have happened one after another, and she felt that she had to sort out this mess on the spot.

She moves forward, takes a step.

Festival Brave, walk out of the Demon King's City

She failed to take the second step.

It wasn't the fire-fighting woman blocking it, or something falling from the sky suddenly, or any accident outside the sacrificial field.No, there is no external reason.There will be such a development due to internal causes, and this internal cause is that Yelena in the sacrificial field turned her head back when she took the first step.

"Yelena?" She saw the little white rabbit running towards her.

"I have something to ask..."

She couldn't ask, because the white rabbit put his finger on his lips before she could finish the sentence.

"Shh, don't ask, don't tell. I won't answer if you ask, because it's not the time yet."

Stuart: ? ? ?

"The two sides of the balance must be equal to be stable—this is the principle you taught me back then." She saw Yelena walking in front of her with a calm expression, but her eyes were brighter and sharper than before. "Efforts may not necessarily be rewarded. But how much you gain will definitely have some relationship with the effort."

Stuart: ? ? ? ? ? ?

—What the hell is this guy doing?

"It's enough if you can take the first step. Because what I have paid and everything I have shown is far from enough for you to take the second step and the remaining steps. So..." She suddenly jumped Going into Shirtel's arms, he rubbed himself vigorously as if he wanted to rub himself into the body of his sweetheart, and then jumped out again.

"Let me take the second step, and I will take the second step, and the ninety-eight steps after the second step, nine hundred and ninety-eight steps, even nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight steps - I don't want your handouts, and I don't want yours Mercy. I want to prove that I can and that I am worthy of you."

There was a blush on her face, which quickly faded away.The whole person seemed to be relieved of a heavy burden.

She showed a bright smile, bright, but also as cold as ever that fit her style.The two temperaments that are not completely compatible have reached a unity in Yelena's body at this moment.And she walked briskly towards the outside of the sacrificial field.

"I'll wait for you outside. If you're about to start, call me." Her tone was relaxed and her steps were light. Soon, in Miss Shirtle's eyes, there was only a backlit figure standing outside the gate of the sacrificial hall. film.

Stuart: ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

She is confused.Bewildered.Yelena's language is obviously a very common Terran sentence, but why does it sound so difficult to sort out?

She touched her forehead.After confirming that he didn't burn his head—and the ashes' body didn't have a fever.Somewhat uncertainly, she came to a conclusion.

——While praising, he obliquely refused.Am I...

——Have you been issued a good person card?

She finds it a bit unbelievable... No, it's not that she questioned the rationality of the matter itself.But all these developments and changes were so rapid that she temporarily lost the ability to make accurate judgments.

is that true?

Is it like this?

There seemed to be some strange emotions surging in my heart, it seemed a little sad, but more seemed to be secretly rejoicing-why did I have such feelings?

"Elena is very clever, miss."

The voice of the fire prevention woman sounded from the side, gentle and kind.Her focus was diverted, and the emotional tide in Stelter's heart subsided.

"Can you understand what she did?" She inhaled lightly, then exhaled, and asked.

"I can understand, Miss." The Fireproof Girl gave a clear response. "Miss Yelena's affection for you is obvious and easy to detect. If it is an ordinary person, now should be the time for me to avoid it temporarily. But you are different. You are the only person who can't understand her thoughts. Because you don't want to , also because now is not the right time.”

"……I do not want to?"

"The closed door of the heart will not be opened easily, but if it is opened, it will be the most vulnerable when there is only one thread and it is extremely easy to close permanently. Miss, you are not ready yet. If you choose to accept, the final result will be It is very likely that this relationship is regarded as a special entrustment. Miss Yelena has noticed this, so she will not get too close to you at this time."

"...I can recognize every word you said, but I can't understand why they are combined together."

"Because you refuse to understand, miss. You won't even accuse me of being presumptuous and self-righteous. You haven't left any attachments in any world. Even if you have already taken the first step, before you take the second step, You still have many reasons, many possibilities to stagnate, or go back."

"...You mean, I'm afraid?"

"Aren't you frightened? Miss—you are frightened of anything higher than ordinary friendship."

Shirter lowered his head and looked at his hands.

She could perceive the huge power contained in this palm—even if it was far less than when she woke up, it was still powerful and majestic, at least the power that could make a difference in this world—she knew that she was very Strong, and will become stronger soon, but... purely strong, what can be grasped?

Can you hold the sword in your hand?

Or, even the sword...

She shook her head.

The chaotic thoughts in my mind have calmed down.The surging heart tide has calmed down as before... Ah, that's right.I'm afraid.I am afraid all the time.Fear of choice, fear of loss.Fear of losing all meaning.So, every moment of my life, every minute, every second, I have denied options and benefits.

— but I have decided to change.I've clearly decided to change.But why...

——Everything should be done step by step...

She closed her eyes, then opened them.All the memories of the previous 5 minutes were shelved by her... although she couldn't understand the specific reason and development.But Yelena chose to stagnate, and since she made a choice and she expected so.Then the relationship with each other should be maintained at this stage.

"Can I trust you? Fireproof girl." She asked softly.

"No, Miss." The Fireproof Girl's response was quick and timely, as if she had practiced thousands of times. "Before you choose a new name for me, trust is the furthest distance to you."

"Please don't trust me." The dignified and noble woman whispered softly in her ear. "Please use me."

So Shirtel took a deep breath—she could clearly feel something sprouting in the depths of her heart.But this time, she forced herself not to care.

Ignore it, don't pay attention to it, and let it develop freely.

"Let's go," she said. "Let's go to find the first salary king."

She faces outward and takes the second step.