Four Split Personalities

When everyone is acting together, Fyari has many things to do (such as following up on the ’Full Metal Panic Plan’ and talking business with someone), and Motan is also busy with many things (including but not limited to talking business with someone). Yu Chen and Yizou are relatively more free, but when it comes to discussing Blake with Elisa Logan, these two girls are obviously not cut out for it...

As it seemed that Blake was getting deeper and deeper into the situation, and the conference was nearing its end, Phyllis Graham finally seized an opportunity. In a moment when Blake was unexpectedly knocked out by Elisa, under the cover of the lively hall, she pierced through this thin veil.

"Hehe~"

Elisa pursed her lips in a smile, lowered her head, and gently planted a kiss on the boy’s forehead, which was no longer warm but somewhat cool. Turning with a smile to Fyari, Motan, and Yu Chen, she winked: "Who knows?"

"I’m not joking with you, Princess Elisa Logan."

Fyari sighed helplessly: "Honestly, I don’t like making the atmosphere too serious, nor do I like interfering in the affairs of other sects, but I am one of the three formal members of the Holy Church Union delegation. Leaving aside those two adults for now, as for Little Blake’s matter... since I know about it, there’s no way for me to remain indifferent."

Elisa burst into laughter, waved her hand, and smiled: "I didn’t expect, Lady Feiyali, that you were such a responsible person?"

"These matters depend on the situation, after all Blake is still a child, and in my view, Princess Elisa you also treat him like a child affectionately."

Fyari, somewhat helpless, pinched her philtrum and chuckled bitterly: "It’s not just me. Wang Yu is actually very worried too, and Havan even said ’Princess Elisa surely isn’t just trying to toy with a pure-hearted boy’s feelings’."

Motan was shocked at that moment: "Wait, wait! I never said anything like that!"

"Just pretend you did."

Fyari smiled indifferently, shrugged: "Besides, even if you didn’t say it, can you guarantee you’ve never had such worries? Is your co-pilot really flying with ease? In the quiet of night, doesn’t your conscience hurt thinking of the cute Little Blake being played by a wicked woman?"

Motan chuckled awkwardly and squinted at Fyari: "Anyway, I think I’ve more or less determined that you have no conscience."

Yu Chen couldn’t help but laugh softly, then felt it was a bit inappropriate and quickly covered her mouth.

"Toying with the feelings of a pure-hearted boy... huh?"

Elisa smiled playfully and, after a moment of silence, shook her head softly: "Honestly, in my opinion, it’s you guys who say I’m toying with a boy’s feelings, who are really the ones treating him like a child."

Fyari rolled her eyes and reached out to rub Blake’s hair: "How old is he? Thirteen! Isn’t thirteen still a child?"

"That’s not how it goes, Lady Feiyali."

Elisa shook her head, rubbing Blake’s little face, and spoke leisurely: "To give an example... why do you assume that Little Blake doesn’t have the same concerns as you ’adults’?"

Fyari was taken aback: "Huh?!"

Motan and Yu Chen exchanged a surprised glance.

"He’s very smart and very mature, but of course, that doesn’t mean he’s not still physically a child. But compared to most I know... hehe, whether noble sons or grassroots talent, Blake is undoubtedly more excellent, and much more so."

Elisa lazily played with Blake’s bangs and smiled indulgently: "Why can’t I like him? Even if it’s... the kind of liking you are thinking of."

"Uh!"

Motan tried to calm himself down and asked somewhat frantically: "So you’re saying, Princess Elisa, you truly feel that way about Blake..."

"I don’t know."

Elisa stretched and shook her head: "I don’t know, nor do I intend to know for now, and I can’t say I want to play with Little Blake’s feelings. Even disregarding matters like the Holy Church Union or the Griffin Empire, I still can’t give a definite answer."

Fyari chuckled awkwardly and seriously replied: "Honestly, Princess Elisa, your behavior is just playing..."

"I have told him."

Elisa softly interrupted Fyari, smiling at the clueless looks in front of her: "I had already said once before, and told him again yesterday, without reservation, sharing all my current thoughts with Daylight·Black."

"Ooh!"

Yu Chen clutched Motan’s arm tightly, inexplicably feeling a little nervous.

"Let’s get straight to the point, Black Vatican Priest still has a match later."

Elisa reclined further back, making Blake lay more comfortably, and said flatly: "To prevent unnecessary concerns for everyone, I’ll be clear; after confessing everything to this ’brother’ of mine, I told him very explicitly... next time we’ll talk."

Because of nerves, Yu Chen instinctively tightened her grip on her hands and tilted her head slightly, repeating blankly: "Next... next time talk?"

"That’s right, it’s exactly next time talk, to be more precise, it’s ’next time we meet’ we’ll talk again."

Elisa smiled elegantly, using her captivating voice lightly: "There are many reasons, like he may seem very fond of me, but that’s not necessarily true ’love’. And though I treat him openly like a brother, I also may have developed feelings for him; these things can’t be quickly proven, so why not let time baptize them? Perhaps the truth is hidden beneath, right?"

"If we never see each other again in our lives, then there is no need to discuss any love or non-love~"

"If he encounters other admired individuals, then it proves I was only so important to him, whether it was an impulsive moment or something else, none of it matters anymore."

"If I find a man more suitable in my eyes than him, perhaps even willing to give him my body, it similarly proves he was only so important in my heart."

"If our positions find issues, any resulting obstacles must be resolved together by two people, even requiring the same decision to be made to be together."

"If longing is short-lived, it would suggest that neither of us left a deep impression on each other, and the intimacy of this time was merely... ha, the atmosphere of being in a different place, a temporary release of oneself."

"If distance creates a rift, then it means we cannot overcome the distance."

"Under all these prerequisites... if we can still meet again, and then hypothetically define each other’s current feelings as ’love’, then who can assure he will still like the Elisa Logan of months, years, or even decades later?"

"And who can assure that I will still unabashedly hold mature Blake in my arms, let him rest on my legs, and fall asleep?"

"I differ from you two, Princesses, and Black Vatican Priest in some ways; I haven’t treated Blake as a child. Thus, I earnestly address this ambiguous, unprovable feeling in a short time, no matter whether it’s his feelings for me, or... my feelings for him."

Elisa blinked, indicating she was done speaking.

Yu Chen, Motan, and Fyari looked at each other, unable to say anything for a moment.

As Elisa had said, it seems she’s the only one seriously considering this feeling and truly thinking it through.

Two minutes later

"Uh, hearing you mention so many prerequisites..."

Fyari scratched her head in frustration and smiled wryly: "It seems like Blake has no chance at all."

Yu Chen shrank her neck nervously and whispered: "Princess Elisa... you’re so mature."

"Well, allow me to propose a hypothesis."

Motan, who could remain completely calm when it had nothing to do with himself, lifted his head towards Elisa and asked: "What if next time you meet, you’ve both overcome all those obstacles you just mentioned?"

"In that case, hehe~"

Elisa laughed happily—

"Daylight·Black will attain the most dazzling jewel of the Griffin Dynasty, and indeed, the entire Southwestern Continent; while Elisa Logan will obtain the most gifted Saint Heir the Sun Sect has seen in a thousand years, nothing more."

Chapter 1299: The End

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