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The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing-Chapter 712 - 369 An Su: "It’s simple, I just have to leave Chu, right?
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Twilight.
Avad, Chaotic Council.
During the moment when the mob wanted to press their temples to do eye exercises, An Su and Miss Luojia successfully reached the front of the Chaotic Council building before the tea party began.
Though it's called a building, it more closely resembles a colossal city, capable of accommodating innumerable masses.
Rain began to fall from the sky, as the droplets traversed the void between heaven and earth, dousing the evening twilight in a silver hue, and the Council square was packed with Chaotic Citizens, who, bathed in the rain, erupted into cheers as voluminous as the sea upon An Su's arrival.
Four-forty, with twenty minutes remaining before the start of the [Witch Tea Party].
He slightly furrowed his brow, observing the magnificent structure before him:
The Chaotic Council of Avad and the Magic Guild of later eras' Farol share similarities in scale; both are ten-story skyscrapers, with facades constructed of transparent Demon Crystals and Alchemical Mithril, exuding a pale blue glow, layer upon layer circling up towards the sky, reaching into the dusky clouds, with no end in sight.
The difference is that Farol's Magic Guild extends straight into the sky; while the Chaotic Council appears like a set of wrapping stairs, with each floor a tier, snaking upwards like fate itself, and An Su had a premonition that at the end of these chaotic stairways lay the answers he sought.
Here lies the heart of Avad.
The [Witch Garden] is located on the third floor of the Chaotic Council; similar to the Magic Association, the first two floors are open to the public, while access to the third floor is reserved for members only.
So this tea party, the so-called Witch Garden, might more accurately be described as a members-only restaurant.
From the moment he stepped into the Council, An Su's spirit issued a frantic warning; countless pairs of hidden, eager, malevolent eyes, eerily familiar eyes, were watching him intently.
These were Pure Blood Demons, assassins or Scouts perhaps, using unknown magic to hide in darkness.
Only the unknown and Shadow Magic could evade the near-Demigod soul perception of An Su. He felt watched, yet was unable to locate the watchers.
Those eyes lurking in the shadows were like the coldest snakes in the darkness, the most venomous hounds, the most patient vultures, chilling to the bone.
An Su was all too familiar with that gaze—the sensation of being spied upon by an enemy, which made one's scalp tingle.
But she couldn't find these Scouts, couldn't decipher the Shadow Magic, thus she couldn't attack them.
Besides, Arthur and Lister were trying hard to get away from the eye exercises and there were no more temples to shield An Su.
But no matter, in the face of the enemy's dark prying, An Su was well prepared.
He was a magic genius, already plotting a solution to the 'unknown and darkness' magic.
But then, An Su's lips curled into a smile, his deep cyan eyes radiating nothing but holiness.
The Followers of the Unknown all widened their eyes—
Before the public eye
He simply took hold of the Little Saintess's pale hand beside him, fingertips caressing each other, the soft and pale touch transmitted from the fingertips, as if gently pinching a piece of ice that was about to melt.
Thus, all the demon Scouts entrenched in the darkness turned a blind eye.
Damn it!
We came here to spy on you, not to watch you fall in love.
Under this clear and vast sky, how indecorous to be pulling and tugging at each other!
An Su's smile became ever more brilliantly sunny; he had already received intelligence from Mr. Demon that, due to the Mother Goddess' preference for virgins, all the contemporary practitioners of unknown magic in the demon ranks were Little Virgins!
Even if I can't decipher your Shadow Magic, even if I can't touch you, I can still strike at you!
"Ah—"
Caught off guard by An Su, Luojia became flustered, the rose-colored twilight swept swiftly across her snow-white cheeks, the Little Saintess instinctively tried to pull away but, after a few gentle tugs, seemed reluctant to let go, and simply let An Su hold her hand, her snow-white eyes downcast, her lips slightly quivering, then in a soft and mellow voice, asked, "Wha... what are you doing?"
"It got cold, thought I'd warm my hands," replied An Su.
"Before, you used me as a battery, now I am a hand warmer?" Luojia gritted her teeth, clearly dissatisfied.
"More or less a treasure," responded An Su, seriously saying, "What, aren't you convinced?"
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"... I'm not speaking with you anymore!"
Luojia turned away her head, but she didn't resist further, simply allowing An Su to hold her hand, her cheeks still flushed as the twilight, "You're unreasonable. The Judgement elections are about to start, aren't you afraid of failing?"
After uttering this, she lowered her eyes again, feeling her hand still gently held by An Su, the warmth from the young man's body entering her palm. Saying that An Su was borrowing her hand for warmth was in fact the opposite; the Little Saintess's body temperature was naturally cool, instead, it was she who felt warmed.
"My Councilor, my lord," the Little Saintess rolled her beautiful eyes, "be careful, or you'll end up sleeping on the streets."
"With a hand warmer, I fear not the streets," An Su replied instantly.
Witnessing this scene, the demon Scouts hiding in the shadows couldn't hold back any longer.
God damn it.
The organization sent them to gather secrets of An Su's faction, to monitor An Su's faction's movements, not to listen to the bellyaching of a show-off couple!
The harm to the Little Virgins was just too great!
This job even includes occupational injuries?
"So what if I fail, I still have a hand warmer. I am very satisfied."
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