The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing Chapter 706 - 365 An Su: No 2

Luojia glanced at An Su and then turned her face away, still angry. The hue of the sunset sared across her fair profile as she muttered:

—"Because I've imagined many scenarios with you in my heart."

"Annoying Mr. An Su."

A vigorous retort, a vigorous retort!

What kind of supre master is this again, what kind of master indeed?

An Su's eyebrows twitched again as he calmly continued his offensive, unguarded, "So usually, you just think about how to argue with in your mind. Do you really hate that much?"

"I didn't just imagine arguing with you." The Little Saintess said angrily, emphasizing the word "just," "That was just a very small part."

"What else?" An Su pressed on.

"In the past, I've imagined many things in my heart," Luojia said, seated on the bed with her back to An Su, the blinds filtering the shimring sunlight, casting the shadows of sycamore trees on the side of her hanging face, her tone sowhat low, "Not just argunts."

"I also thought about going to church classes with you, did you know, there are beautiful lavender fields on the hills of the Monastery, swaying seas of blue-purple flowers in spring, I even thought about going to see them with you in spring; Farol has opened a few new cake shops, I also thought, maybe one day, to try them again with you; the past even imagined today's scene, oh, early in the morning, sitting side by side in the room like this, the orange-yellow autumn light casting the dark green sycamore shadows on our shoulders, praying together—I've imagined it many tis over."

"But when the scenes I imagined actually appear before , I'm not as happy."

"Mr. An Su, these are the things I've imagined."

Miss Luojia said softly with her head down, smiling slightly, but her voice sounded a bit congealed, "Do you know what I'm thinking about now? I'm becoming more and more greedy, more and more willful, the Radiant Goddess teaches us to be content..."

"It's all your fault, annoying Mr. An Su, you've turned into a bad child."

"I don't know." An Su answered.

Xiao Chunu, Xiangxie, Haiting Feng Mansion.

"I'm thinking..."

The Little Saintess lifted her eyes, her clear silver-white eyes shimring with light, "Whether one day, I could also appear in Mr. An Su's dreams, with the sa adequate presence,"

—"Just like Miss Yage Sylvia."

An Su looked at Miss Luojia, who stood in front of the window sill, her snow-white long hair spreading through the air like cherry blossoms, as she spoke to herself, her pleated skirt swaying lightly with the wind, the pale blue curtains ruffled by the wind into waves.

Still can't beat it.

So-called great subtlety, simplicity, great skill without artifice, any technique is trivial before pure values.

"Silly Saintess. Then your wish is going to be in vain."

An Su sighed lightly, abandoning his offensive defense, he said, "You will never appear in my dreams, for humans, only those who have been lost, the lost matters will appear in dreams, echoing from the depths of the dream."

"And now I have you, and I will never lose Miss Luojia."

Luojia turned her face, not speaking, her hoarfrost-like long eyelashes trembling slightly, after a long while, she sighed softly, "Cheating again."

"So cunning."

She seed to hear her own heartbeat, "You really think I'm the easiest girl in the world to handle."

"Have you cald down?" An Su asked, "The prettiest girl in the world."

"Just a little less angry," she answered.

"I can't tell you about Yage Sylvia yet, because I haven't figured it out myself," An Su explained, "but that's the only thing."

"…Mm," Luojia nodded softly.

"The election tonight is about to start. Let's get through this world together, then return to the real world, go to church to pray, go to see the lavender fields, go to cake shops for desserts, lie side by side on the bed, and if possible, dream of each other in our dreams."

"Miss Luojia."

"Uh-huh." Luojia nodded.

The autumn mood grew stronger, and the world beca quieter, they could hear each other's heartbeats, the teal and pearly white eyes locked in a gaze, the creeper and red maple leaves outside the window surged, but ti seed to pause between them.

Just then, the upbeat and exuberant voice of Arthur ca from downstairs,

"Brother Su, there's a kick-ass black-skinned girl downstairs looking for you!"

Dammit.

Another master from where?

—

Shop first floor.

Following the ice-cold Little Saintess, An Su descended the stairs expressionlessly.

But as he stepped off the last stair, he suddenly felt a deeper, purer hatred emanating from below.

"Born An Su, killing you ten thousand tis wouldn't be enough aaaaah!"

This familiar battle cry belonged to Mr. Demon, but it was no longer appropriate to address him as "Mr."

Last night, Mr. Demon was supposed to have died, but that doesn't matter, An Su played a trick on him.

Healing a Pure Blood Demon with Holy Light—

Even the most cruel and professional Painful Followers, after a lifeti, could not conceive of such a creative and inspired thod of execution. This is the difference between genius and the average person, a gap that cannot be bridged by re effort.

The Painful Followers, despite a lifeti of diligent struggle, can't compare to the brilliance of birth.

Mr. Demon—or perhaps he should no longer be called 'Mr. Demon.'

Theoretically, Holy Light can indeed be used to heal a demon.

Holy Light is a blessing from the Goddess, and since God loves all creatures, it naturally has a healing effect that works on all races.

But theory is just theory, after all; the Holy Attribute of the Holy Light innately conflicts with the Dark Race, and forcibly using Holy Light to heal can bring about intense pain that reaches the core of the soul, in addition to causing irreversible purification of the Dark Creature.

Before being reversed, the Little Witch possessed the darkness that could defile everything, naturally, the Little Saintess possesses the Holy Light that can purify everything.

The filthiest dark source of Mr. Demon will be purified by the Holy Light.

Amidst bouts of miserable wailing, the charred skin was stripped away by the Holy Light, and the soul's core was forcibly flooded with vast amounts of Holy Light, burning and peeling away Mr. Demon's shell from the inside out.

The healing effects of the Holy Light then began to take effect, and combined with his strong regenerative ability as an athlete, his shattered organs began to regrow and his broken bones started knitting together again.

Ultimately, the Holy Light purified the most evil parts of Mr. Demon—the demon sword that had yet to be unsheathed.

"Damn it… I'm still a Virgin! I'm still a Virgin!"

Lady Demon wept bitterly, the pain of carrying a huge debt was trivial compared to the agony in her heart right now, like the sharpened edge of a sword that erges from grinding, yet her sword was broken before it even drew blood despite being ground ti and again.

This is the greatest tragedy of the Demon Clan, never being able to sharpen swords again.

And what made Lady Demon most desolate and pained was the scene before her.

She watched helplessly as the very culprit, who should also be a Virgin, An Su Milton, ca out alongside a beautiful girl! This was a betrayer who had betrayed the agreent of the Virgins!

These cheesy husbands and wives also happened to be her superiors, which is truly unfortunate.

Her hatred and anger were so intense they almost materialized, but the crushing debt made it hard for her to breathe, and after the purification by the Holy Light, her Rank had been reset to zero, leaving her no choice but to glare in retaliation.

"Oh, it's Lady Demon."

As soon as An Su saw Lady Demon, he revealed an extrely cordial smile and said to Luojia, "I told you so, I wouldn't lie to you, Avad is a miraculous nation where gender is elusive."

He was still thinking about whom Arthur ant by 'the energetic black-skinned girl,' turned out it was Demon Lady, and he instantly relaxed.

"One mont a man, the next a woman." He exhaled, "I wasn't bluffing."

Damn it, Lady Demon was seething with rage, do you think it's soone else to bla!

And Miss Luojia also nodded seriously, "You make a lot of sense."

She was relatively at ease about Lady Demon, not feeling threatened.

"What did you want to see for?" An Su asked politely and cordially, "Lady."

But the next second, An Su's smile took on a subtle change.

"An Su Quasi-mber."

"It's not seeking you out, I'm rely responsible for passing on a ssage."

Lady Demon stared at An Su with a half-smile, coughing lightly, and solemnly said,

"It's [that person] from the tower seeking you."

"Before the election tonight begins, inviting you alone to participate in this afternoon's—"

"[Witch Tea Party]"