Chapter 310 His power comes from love?
Chapter 310 His power comes from love?
"Based on your description, you seem to be experiencing confusion, memory loss, and mental disorientation due to taking the 'Lucky Potion'... Strange, could this be a side effect?"
Ajeta rested her chin on her hand and pondered silently: This shouldn't be the case. According to her analysis, the potion contains neither toxic ingredients nor hallucinogenic properties. Could it be that a unique substance in the alien's body caused some kind of chemical reaction?
After all, Lithost wouldn't possibly murder him. Think about it, how could he possibly poison him while simultaneously granting him a ticket to Ramu?
This is not logical.
"Side effects? What side effects?"
Kiana, standing nearby, asked anxiously, "If this thing awakens memories at the cost of damaging Sora's nerves, then I must stop it no matter what... Yes, for Sora's sake."
"No, it's nothing."
After a brief moment of thought, Ajeta showed an indifferent expression.
"Perhaps the unexpected effect is due to the combined action of certain impurities? Or perhaps it's because your extraterrestrial constitution is different? But it's alright, preliminary examinations show no problems with your body. And I believe you're very satisfied with it, even considering repurchase because of this 'side effect,' right?"
Ajeta smiled at the two of them, deciding to appease them for now and contact Lithost later.
"But unfortunately, you can't buy it today even if you have the money—the demand for this potion is too small, and I haven't made many bottles in total. Right now... I can't produce any."
Hearing what Ajeta said, Kiana's anxious expression calmed down considerably, and she even showed a hint of secret joy, but she felt she couldn't be too obvious.
How can you take medicine randomly? Right?
"Huh? Not even a single bottle?"
"Yes, not a single bottle."
A look of disappointment filled Kiana's face. She patted Qiong's shoulder: she knew that a certain gray-haired guy was planning to use the potion provided by the so-called number one inventor of Langqiu to regain his past memories, and she wondered if he would give up.
"Can you make it to order?"
Well, the indomitable Qiong did not give up.
"Sorry, some raw materials are in short supply."
Where can I buy it?
“Minghai is outside Langqiu, but my supplier claims that there was a gas explosion there, and you may be in Ruimu by the time he resumes supply.”
Kiana breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed that Sora's journey to the past using the "Lucky Potion" was temporarily blocked. Although Sora's disappointment was palpable, Kiana was confident that he would recover within half an hour—after all, he was Sora.
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Ruimu is commonly known as the City of Eternal Night.
This is no exaggeration; it is perpetually night in Narim. But the residents are accustomed to it, even proud: after all, it is a city "under the emperor's feet." In a sense, their city is the capital of Mars, and their god, a being known as [redacted], resides atop the towering Narim. As long as the gods continue to protect this place, Narim will forever remain a city that never sleeps under the eternal night.
In this city that never sleeps, in a little-known house, a man awaits the report he is to see today.
"Lord Littlest."
A man dressed in a black robe respectfully entered the room and presented the report in his hand.
"This is the list of winners of this year's Ten Arts War preliminary rounds."
"Well, hard work."
Just as he expected, the preliminary rounds ended today. Lithost took the report and quickly skimmed through it: Bai Shu, whom he had been focusing on, was naturally included; he had even given her special treatment in case of any unexpected events or if she was scared into withdrawing. Oh, and his friend Bai Ji also passed? No wonder he was the most promising candidate he had before Bai Shu's meteoric rise; she was comparable to Bai Shu, just a few points behind. And that Miss Shafulai? She was interesting too, but it seemed she, like Bai Shu, couldn't use the jade token to enhance herself. Did she win solely through brute force? Very interesting…
"Hmm, Luo Chenxue?"
When he saw Luo Chenxue on the list, his brow furrowed slightly. Although he had defeated Luo Chenxue in one move, her previous perfect record had given her enough points to advance—the preliminary rounds were still based on points, and only in the finals would it be a one-on-one duel with him. On that stage, there would be both superiority and death.
But I broke both of her legs. Even if she had enough points to get a pass to Ruimu, why didn't she withdraw from the competition?
"It seems she's even more persistent than I expected..."
Lithost put down the report. To be honest, he didn't want to kill the stubborn girl, or rather, he never liked killing people who were full of hatred for him.
After all, rather than killing his enemies who were filled with hatred for him, he would rather let them grow up and, if possible, bring them to his feet so that they could kill him, this heinous villain, in a fair and square manner.
Lithost looked out the brightly lit window and remained silent for a moment.
"Lord Lithost, this year's Ten Arts War is more prestigious than any previous one."
Not receiving either affirmation or denial from Lithost, the man in black assumed that Lithost was dissatisfied, so he began to introduce the situation of this session to Lithost.
"Among this year's winners, some defeated their enemies with a single move, some fought to the death, some were ruthless in their attacks, and some even won through deception..."
"I see."
Litost interrupted the man in black and began marking up the new list with a red pen—his informants had been sending him the news after each match, as the tournament committee was far too slow to respond.
"However, Mr. Green, I hope you remember: the selection of knights is not about choosing the victors. The knights the gods need must be upright, noble, and exceptionally talented. Their character and strength are both indispensable. The Ten Arts War preliminary rounds can only select based on strength, not character. Do you understand?"
After all, none of the so-called victors in all previous Ten Arts Wars could actually defeat him. In the end, it was just a matter of choosing the best among the worst. If someone was truly stronger than him, he could accept them as long as they weren't a bad person... Of course, it would be even better if their character and strength both met the standards of a knight.
Lithost stared at the man in black robes, which made him realize that he had said the wrong thing.
"Understood..."
"Good that you understand."
Lithost withdrew his gaze and gently stroked the list.
"It'll be soon, it'll be soon..."
The man in black robes stood by, not daring to utter a sound. Normally, he might have asked a question or two when Lithost seemed to be in a good mood and was muttering to himself, but having just been reprimanded, continuing to press the matter would likely cost him his job.
Lithost remained silent as he flipped through the second list, scrutinizing it for a long time before glancing at his confidant.
"Mr. Green, what are you still doing here?"
The man in black robes stiffened upon hearing Lithost's words: Could this mean he had fallen out of favor?
"I apologize, Lord Lithost, I will take my leave now."
After saying that, he carefully left the room and gently closed the door.
Lithost turned his gaze to the second list, the list of the winners' family and friends. Normally, he only checked the number of names and whether someone was impersonating another, but this time…
Perhaps he is about to break his vow of "not to harm his family."
Litost recalled the disheveled state he had been in after being knocked away by Qiong's staff, as well as Qiong's Shadow-Breaking Technique: Although there was already a conclusion that Qiong's strength was at least equal to his own, how could he die if Qiong did not fight with all his might?
To have Sora kill him, perhaps the only way is through hatred: he must injure or even kill one or two of Sora's friends and relatives.
"I'm sorry, but I had no other choice."
He picked up his pen again, wavering between the two names, Songque and Niangao, wondering whether to make a move on Miss Songque or Miss Niangao.
No, he couldn't harm Song Que. He knew that Bai Ji had been secretly plotting against Song Que, and that Song Que was audacious enough to steal the pendant (the Ring of the Zodiac). He needed to completely sever ties with the past, which meant that besides eliminating himself, he might also need to use Song Que to take the pendant. In that case, there was only one choice.
Litost circled the name "Nian Gao" (rice cake), a resolute glint in his eyes.
Once the plan is implemented, it will inevitably ignite Qiong's raging fury, but in order to get Qiong to do everything in his power to kill him, he has no other choice.
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“Unlike Anhe in Phoenix Continent, Ruimu is located in Elysium on the Western Continent, so we will need to spend some time there.”
"More than that, I care whether you used to have trains?"
On the train to Ruimu, Sora, Kiana, and others were crammed into a small compartment. Kiana, with a grin, used the excuse of saving space to get up close and personal with Sora.
Kiana, who was clinging to him and taking advantage of him, was impossible for Qiong to push away.
Is that strange?
Bai Ji watched the two flirting and spoke up from the side—if Qiong hadn't asked him to stay, he probably would have already taken Song Que to another private room.
"On Luoxing, trains are a common means of long-distance transportation."
"Oh, so it's similar to where we live?"
Qiong nodded, trying to focus his attention on the scenery outside the window. He ignored Kiana's probing attack as he looked out at the receding landscape.
The carriage was completely silent, which made everyone except Kiana feel uneasy and embarrassed.
"Um, Sora."
Song Que couldn't hold back any longer; she had to start a conversation.
"I've been curious about this but never asked you. So let's not ask about your baseball bat. But how did it manage to stop Litost's gun and start a fire?"
Well done, sparrow!
Qiong turned her head and immediately started chatting enthusiastically with Song Que.
"The principle is even harder to explain; you can think of it as—"
"Love."
Kiana interjected, her entire weight pressing down on Sora.
"The flame spear of the Azure Sky, its fuel is love! To protect those he loves and what he has, he drew the flame spear frozen on the snowfield! 'Only with loved ones in one's heart can the flame of protection endure, and only then can the flame spear unleash its power.' Only love!"
"Kiana, you're talking nonsense..."
"Shh..."
Seeing that Qiong was about to speak, Kiana quickly covered his mouth and whispered something in his ear.
"Sora, haven't you noticed? Lately, a lot of girls have been trying to invite you to parties. If I hadn't stopped them, there would have been even more! I'm your future wife, and even if we don't consider that, I can still be your shield! Do you really want to betray Mei and dance or even date other girls at parties?"
"How is that possible!"
"Isn't that settled then?"
Kiana slapped her thighs with both hands, and the deal was done.
"Um...you two?"
The sparrow and the white bird didn't quite understand what they were talking about—they couldn't understand Earth language!
"Ah, it's nothing. Nian Gao is right."
Qiong thought about it and realized that it made sense.
"Only those who cherish their loved ones can keep the flame alive, and only then can the flaming spear unleash its power..."
Kiana silently grasped Sora's hand.
"Therefore, Qiong's strength proves just one thing: our bond is unbreakable!"
"Transforming emotions into strength?"
Bai Ji didn't quite understand that Earth's rules of power might be idealistic, but he still recorded it: perhaps, this would be very helpful in expelling the Shadow Calamity.
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A very interesting perspective: twin tails, blue eyes, red top, black stockings, tsundere personality, and also the family's savings treasury...
You thought they were talking about Rin Tohsaka, but they were actually talking about Pam.
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