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Chapter 296: Same Development, Different Results
🕑 Added 2025-07-13 06:13:46 +0000 UTC“Ais, do you know that red-haired woman? She calls you Alia.”
Walking on the forest path, Blake glanced at the delicate face of Ais beside him and asked in a gentle voice.
“I don’t know... but the name Alia is my mother’s...”
Hearing this, Ais’s body paused, then she said in a low voice.
“Can you tell me about your past? Of course, I won’t force you if you don’t want to.”
Hearing this, Blake’s crystal blue eyes fluctuated slightly, then he asked softly.
“It doesn’t matter if Blake knows.”
After Ais nodded, she began to talk in a trance.
Ais’s father is the strongest mercenary in the world and the last hero. Her mother is Alia, mentioned by the red-haired woman. Ais’s wind attribute magic is inherited from her mother.
However, one day, Ais’s parents handed her over to Loki with solemn faces, as if they had received some news.
Not long after, the intelligence personnel of Loki’s family brought back news that stunned Ais, who was only seven years old. The heroic father and mother fought against the Ravellious black dragon together, but in the end, their lives and deaths were unknown, and they might have passed away.
The fact almost made seven-year-old Ais collapse; her expression disappeared from then on, becoming cold. At seven, she madly ventured into dungeons, and in less than a year upgraded to LV.2, shocking all of Orario and earning the title of Sword Princess.
Gradually, the sadness was forgotten under the care of Livilia, like a stepmother. Although she still showed no expression, she was generally normal and became a “three-no” girl. This also relieved the people of Loki’s family.
“I see. This is also why you were interested in my power and wanted to learn it.”
Blake stroked Ais’s golden hair and sighed. When he was seven, he was still playing in the mud, but Ais was already fighting monsters. It was truly hard for her.
“Well, because I’ve reached the bottleneck of LV.5 and can’t improve. Or the Holy Sword of Dragon Slayer... I want to become stronger, strong enough to annihilate the black dragon.”
Hearing this, Ais lowered her head and spoke melancholically.
“Ais, some things don’t need to be carried on one person’s shoulders. You have your own partners to share the pressure. The most important thing is that I am with you. Don’t worry, your parents will be fine. Even if they really passed away, I will pull them back from the underworld someday.”
Blake stroked Ais’s golden hair and promised gently.
Although he didn’t know if the black dragon was the one defeated by Zeus’s family, it didn’t matter. If it isn’t that black dragon, it would be even better. Find it, and let Ais defeat it to untie the knot. If it is that one, the worst case is to revive it and whip its corpse.
Anyway, in this vast world, there are resurrection treasures and sacred gears — for example, the Longinus-class sacred gear [Holy Grail of Ghost] in the world of High School DxD, the dragon in the world of Dragon Ball, and other such items.
So whether it is the black dragon or Ais’s parents whose fate is unknown, it is not a problem.
“Well!”
Hearing Blake’s promise, which might seem like fantasy to others, Ais chose to believe it without hesitation. She hugged Blake, closing her eyes and enjoying this extremely reassuring feeling.
Even the gods couldn’t do it, but Ais believed Blake could. Because he is Blake — a man who transcends miracles, and also her master and friend... even...
Leaves flew and danced in the air. At this moment, the golden boy and jade girl embracing each other gave off an extremely warm feeling, the beautiful scene permeating the surroundings.
“Blake, bow your head.”
After an unknown amount of time, Ais suddenly opened her eyes and looked up at Blake. Her delicate, doll-like face was slightly flushed, with a hint of temptation barely visible in the dark night.
However, with Blake’s sharp eyesight, he saw it clearly and stared in amazement. The coquettish and shy posture of the “three-no” girl was truly lethal.
[?~]
Seeing Blake stare at her blankly, Ais tilted her head in confusion, then put her hand around Blake’s neck and pressed him down. Standing on tiptoe, she suddenly pressed her lips to Blake’s.
...I was kissed again...
After coming back to his senses, Blake suddenly thought this to himself, looking at Ais blinking with her golden eyes shining like water and her delicate face growing rosier by the second. Speaking of which, the kisses between him and Ais were all forced by Ais.
Being forced to kiss is really pleasing to the heart.
However, Ais still had no experience in this, so she just touched his lips lightly, then stopped and retreated with a slightly red face.
“(Money).”
“Miss Ais...”
However, behind a certain tree, the orange-haired elf girl pressed tightly against the bark, staring at them, murmuring quietly, her heart extremely upset, jealousy spreading inside her.
That jealousy was not only toward Blake but also toward Ais...
“I’m actually jealous of Miss Ais kissing that man...?!”
When she realized what she was thinking, Lefiya was completely stunned and had no courage to come out and stop them.
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History is surprisingly similar. The same forest, one girl beside the riverbank, another near it. The man and woman kissed again, and the girl peeped again. However, this time the girl did not have the courage to intervene.
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