l hid behind the as the avalanche fell from Lila’s orb, her arm shielding against the frosty breeze.
"Partner, tell Lila hasn’t awakened yet?"
[ She would have done a lot more if she were already awakened! ]
"Wow. Nice!"
[ Hehe. Ah, but this spell definitely shows she’s stronger than usual. I’ll try to map her process! ]
With a trembling, excited voice, l scanned her surroundings, eyes narrowed against the icy haze incurred by Lila’s spell.
Frosty mist enveloped the arena, spreading slowly across the wooden floor like a creeping frost. Faint hues of blues scattered around the dim light, sparks that humd with residual magic.
l sighed in relief as the frost cleared, revealing a frostbitten ground, a glaring Lila - the smirking Heiress with her axe’s tip aiming at her neck.
"Quite a spell you have here."
The Heiress shivered as she exhaled a cold breath, her red eyes piercing through Lila’s gaze. "Sha. You almost caught onto my second life."
Rosana withdrew her axe and wiped the ice and snow clinging to her torn dress. After activating , her second life, she was willing to surrender with honour like with l’s duel.
With a grunt, Lila desummoned her stave and huffed. "Willing to underestimate this much?"
Rosana shrugged as she chanted her .
Silk began to form along the torn edges of her dress, as they began to weave themselves anew.
l’s eyes glead with curiosity as the Heiress fixed her dress in the blink of an eye, before grinning at Lila.
"I never underestimated you."
In a flat tone, she examined her sleeves, now tailored perfectly without a scratch. "But unfortunately, your focus waned at the very end of the spell."
Then, a grin curled on her lips as she gazed at l. "Is that her first ti using this spell?"
Glancing at Lila, who subtly shook her head, l rely cast a prideful grin that mirrored the Heiress’s. "Yep. First ti!"
"l-l!"
Even as Lila shouted into the silence, Rosana and l chuckled together - one in amusent, the other in delight.
Rosana then glanced around the frozen arena, her lungs still burning with cold as she spoke. "Quite a success for your first ti."
She stretched her arms against the biting cold. "However, chanting the spell using from the to wasn’t nearly enough, even less effective than the several smaller chants you’ve been practicing."
Annoyed, Lila scowled at the Heiress with reluctance. "Any suggestion?"
Despite her dislike of Rosana, the Witch of Envy needed more advice other than more practice to advance her spell.
"Hm..." Rosana tapped her chin. "It is pretty simple."
As if demonstrating, the Heiress summoned a dagger, before her palm smoothed over the steel.
"When I was five, in the Northern Territory. I’ve decided to master in every way possible."
She let out a scoffing chortle before continuing. "I held every weapon to understand its weight, watched the blacksmith hamr tal into shape, and even touched the materials with my tongue."
The Heiress glanced over at l, her hand beckoning her to co closer.
A sense of foreboding stirred in l’s mind, yet her feet treaded carefully at the frosty ground toward Rosana.
Lila gave l an apologetic glance, to which l responded with a softened smile.
"Magic was believed to be an innate talent granted to each individual, but since I wasn’t born with an aptitude for , I humbly learned it from scratch through tos and lessons from my mother."
The Witch of Lust t Rosana’s sly gaze, the red draconic eyes sparking with mischief.
In Lila’s shocked glare, Rosana scooped up l’s hand from the side.
"Yet the principle for mastering it remained the sa for as much as the others."
Rosana humd softly, her fingers lightly playing with l’s.
"Proximity. The closer you feel towards your own chant, the stronger the connection becos. In other words..."
Rosana separated l’s thumb and index finger, admiring the webbing in between.
She tugged her hairlock behind her ear, then leaned down towards it.
"You must feel like you own your spell to work properly."
l giggled as a small, ticklish bite clamped down on the webbing.
With a twinkling, playful gaze, she watched Rosana gently nibble her skin, the saliva coating the tender flesh before trickling down.
How gentle, for a greedy Heiress with the Dragon Blood.
Despite Lila’s loud growl beside her, l absentmindedly stroked Rosana’s hand, nearly leaning in to kiss the soft skin beneath her touch.
Drawing a breath while still holding l’s wetted hand, Rosana’s eyes flickered over to the furious Lila, her expression oozing a straight killing intent.
She smirked. "Just like the way you feel your anger burning now, I feel myself drawing closer to my prey."
Rosana’s thumb swept over the webbing, appreciating the red mark she left on her possession.
[ Greed appreciated the little treat and the little entertainnt in her minor rivalry with Envy! ]
[ Greed Favourability: 45 -> 48 ]
"Well then, do your best next ti."
With lingering regret, the Heiress let go of l’s hand before exiting the hall. "I’ll take this as a prize for your defeat. See you in the Sportsground."
The Sportsground? l’s brows rose in interest, but Lila’s footsteps stord toward her before she could ask more.
The Witch of Lust chuckled, eting Lila’s judgntal erald eyes. "Sorry, Lila. Seems occupying Rosana’s ti isn’t without a cost."
Lila groaned, glaring daggers at Rosana’s back as she nonchalantly descended the stairs.
Redirecting her grudge toward l, Lila produced a towel from her .
Hurriedly grabbing her l’s hand, she wiped Rosana’s mark from the webbing. "It’s fine."
Hm? No favourability drop?
She eyed the System panel, which reported diligently.
[ Rember your little punishnt ga, Partner? ]
Oh. The not-accepting-my-advances-thing?
l’s lips curled to a foxy smile, pleased that her punishnt ga fueled Lila’s jealousy further than she expected.
She watched Lila’s contemplative look, brows knitting together in a conflicted frustration.
[ Well, Host, no ti to waste! Rosana and the others will be waiting in the field. And my surprise is outside too! ]
The arrangent you made yesterday? I’ve full expectation, my Saintess.
[ Hehe. Looking forward to eting you there, too, l. ]
Eh? et?
Blinking at the System’s teasing response, a reflective ’hmm’ escaped l’s tongue before she raised her hand and petted Lila.
The Witch of Envy, however, only proceeded to wipe harder at the webbing, the strength comprising her 2 days’ worth of hatred towards the blonde.
Studying how Lila’s cheek threatened to bloat into a pout again, l poked it with a slight grin, eliciting a low ’mmm’ from her.
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After 10 minutes of playing with Lila’s cheek, they descended the floor to greet an unexpected sight.
"Um... l?"
l’s eyes, however, lit up with wonder as she stared at the sky with disbelief.
Massive and majestic, a team of white whales glided through the sky as she flapped her enormous fins, slicing through clouds like wings.
A gentle rumble echoed across the dormitory into l’s ear, her protective instinct for cuteness soaring as she t the comparably tiny eyes of the whales.
They were like black pearls she found on the beach when she was young, like treasures nurtured by nature.
[ Ta-da, l! ]
The System narrated excitedly, yet l’s gaze remained on the flying whales.
Yep. Saintess.
l gulped down her excitent, a blissful joy swelling within her chest.
You deserve more than a panty.
Yet as a breath hitched in her throat, Lila’s eyes narrowed in a slight sentint.
As the whales stirred the breeze, her mories drifted away with the wind.
Towards the basket of fruits from the villager.
Towards Rosana’s advice.
Towards l.
[ Envy Awakening Progression: Unlocked! ]
[ Envy Awakening Progression: 0 -> 34% ]
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