Four Split Personalities

"Time is running out..."

Sun Saint Noon. Black stared intently at the overlook map floating in the center, frowning, "Is that Ramollok betting that the opponent will definitely take the water route, intending to launch a preemptive ambush at the confluence? This doesn’t make sense."

Elisa Logan pinched the cheek of the boy in her arms, lazily resting her chin on his shoulder, and curiously asked, "Why doesn’t it make sense?"

"Because timing is too difficult to nail down."

Black’s face turned slightly red as he looked away and coughed lightly, "Water battles centered around warships are very different from land battles. Although there are relatively fast reconnaissance ships, their concealment and mobility are much worse than land scouts or mobile reconnaissance teams. The reconnaissance range is limited, and the targets are very obvious."

Elisa blinked, then mischievously ran her slender, fair index finger over Black’s leg, "So~ what~?"

"Ugh!"

The boy’s face suddenly turned beet red, and steam almost erupted from his head as he shivered violently. Then the soft sensation behind him intensified, causing him to tilt his head and faint into Elisa’s arms, nosebleed gushing.

Next to them, Yu Chen jumped in shock, intending to cast a Healing Prayer or some divine arts when she suddenly realized she was under a state of [Dark Interference], meaning her next Dawn Arcanum would mutate into Dark Magic. To be specific, if she cast Healing Prayer now, Black might die.

Poof—

A refreshing mist of water swept over, instantly returning Black’s flushed face to normal and quickly stopping the growing nosebleed. Yu Chen turned her head to see Luna, still absorbed in her book, had somehow managed to spray Black with a bottle.

"Concentrated Ice Clear Solution, technically not to be used before blending, but his current physical state should neutralize the side effects just fine, at most catching a cold upon waking. Don’t worry."

Luna calmly put away the small bottle in her hand and casually said, then submerged herself once more in the massive notebook she held.

Sitting in the back, Fyari laughed, clapping her hands, "That’s great. Wang Yu’s divine power must have been interfered with just now. Our sect doesn’t have any healing divine arts, Luna, you’ve really helped out!"

Luna nodded noncommittally, "Mm."

Motan dryly chuckled, quietly dispersing the light at his fingertips, and muttered a bit aggrievedly, "I’m a priest too..."

But no one noticed him, Yu Chen did, but only secretly curled up the corners of her mouth without speaking. After all, Luna wouldn’t lie, and since the side effects were merely catching a cold, changing Motan’s appearance to such a cute one seemed well worth it.

Oh dear, she was getting worse!

The girl sheepishly raised her hand to cover her cheeks, secretly sticking out her tongue.

"But, Lady Elyssa..."

Fyari leaned forward slightly, smiling yet not smiling, and spoke to the Griffin Second Princess in the front row, "Is teasing a child really appropriate? It feels like if this happens a few more times, the Sun Sect’s bright star might just die young from excessive blood loss or excitement."

Elisa draped the coat over the chair back and then turned Black’s body across her lap, letting his head rest on her thigh, a pleasant curve forming at the corners of her mouth, "You say that, but... Brother Black seems not to want me to treat him as a child~"

"Oh?"

Fyari whistled, asking meaningfully, "So can I understand it as you’re treating him as a ’man,’ rather than a ’boy’?"

"For now, I’d say I’m teasing him as a brother, probably."

Elisa casually responded while playing with Black’s bangs.

Fyari squinted lightly, a glint of gold flashing in her lovely eyes, "I don’t think it’s appropriate..."

The atmosphere suddenly became subtle. Well, excluding the oblivious Luna, at least Motan and Yu Chen beside them felt the atmosphere was indeed a bit delicate, becoming tense involuntarily.

Judging from Fyari’s tone, she seemed to intend to take advantage of Black’s unconscious state from blood loss to break the paper-thin barrier that was obvious to anyone, much less to the parties involved.

Overall, the competition that had attracted much attention was thoroughly put aside.

Noon. Black, this somewhat precocious child had successfully entered the social circle of Motan and Yu Chen, silently becoming a recognized friend by the two. Specifically, it might resemble the dynamics between Foster, Lian, and Teresa, although without the deep bond of those three and not necessarily as particularly close friends, the Sun Saint Son was indeed especially comfortable to get along with as a younger peer.

Hence, concerning this child’s emotional issues, Motan and Yu Chen cannot simply ignore it.

There’s no denying, Fyari’s timing for questioning was very apt, since some matters couldn’t be discussed in front of Black, and Elisa was almost always with Black, making it hard to find an opportunity.

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