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Chapter 119: Freedom
“What’s wrong? You look downcast?”
Ye Wanjing asked with concern, secretly worried about certain matters in her heart.
She wouldn’t have found out that I snuck some of her Wangwang rice crackers, would she?
Or should I… find an opportunity to buy a few bags to replace them?
Though she thought so, Ye Wanjing knew the other party had probably noticed long ago, after all, she had eaten most of the bag of Wangwang snacks that the other had just bought.
Why does it feel like I’m the greedy Shushu?
But Ye Wanjing was certain she would never admit to such a thing, so she held onto a glimmer of hope in her heart.
“Well, I’m not telling you.”
Sumu glanced at Ye Wanjing and thought for a moment, still unwilling to spoil her mood.
I should take a few days to rest as well.
To be honest, after that dream created by Tang Nai the other day, there was still something peculiar lingering in her heart.
The self in that dream really resembled Suya. Does this mean Suya had been like her once?
Sumu wanted to know what had turned her into this exhausted shell battered by life.
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“I can’t take it anymore, how much further do we have to walk?”
Long, by nature lazy, Jun Huang, not stepping on the ground.
Either let me fly over, or have someone carry me.
Walking a thousand kilometers on foot? What a joke!
Edema, clad in a delicate dress, was already covered in dirt, strolling through a sparsely populated plain, complaining while kicking the stones at her feet with her muddy round-toed boots.
And around her neck was a nearly invisible chain, the other end extending to the hand of a dark-haired woman next to her. If she weren’t being pulled, she probably wouldn’t take a single step.
“Shut up, I’m thinking.”
“Thinking, thinking again, what on earth are you thinking? You’ve been thinking the whole way.”
“I’m thinking, who exactly am I.”
Not sure if it was Ning Xi or Luo Linglan, the woman stared blankly at the distant sky. Although her memories told her everything should belong to the name Luo Linglan, when she gazed at that azure horizon, she couldn’t help but feel a yearning.
She loved the feeling of being enveloped under this vast sky. When the noisy crowds and towering buildings were gone, she felt that clear blue was calling out to her.
“But you’re right, we shouldn’t keep going.”
Although they hadn’t eaten or drunk anything for a day, they had only covered about a hundred kilometers. If they were to rely on this method to return to City B, it would truly be a death sentence.
“Really? How do we get there?”
Hearing the domineering unfamiliar witch finally say something reasonable, Edema’s eyes suddenly shone brightly, excited.
Finally, she could escape this nightmarish experience. She probably had gathered enough sand and stones in her shoes to form a family; now every step she took was painfully pricking her feet.
“We should fly back.”
“Exactly… wait, how do you plan to fly back? Don’t you know the entire airspace over the national border is a no-fly zone?”
Do you consider those combat department guys’ magic power radars as toys? She’d be shot down before she could fly for a few seconds.
“We’ll just fly back.”
Ning Xi murmured, and the next moment, to Edema’s astonished gaze, her toes lightly stepped on an invisible wind pocket, lifting her easily into the air. The clothes on her body instantly rustled in the gusts.
Edema, who hadn’t planned to follow, suddenly felt a strong sense of suffocation and pressure around her neck. Helplessly, she had to forcefully unfold a pair of small dragon wings behind her, propelling herself to Ning Xi’s side.
Before she could continue questioning Ning Xi, the latter had already soared into the distant sky at an incredible speed. The immense acceleration quickly affected Edema, making her roll her eyes as she tried to flap her wings to keep up.
This is horrible; this girl is an absolute lunatic. I thought I had finally found a chance to escape Moti Si, but it turns out she’s much tougher and doesn’t see me as a person at all.
If I had known, I would have obediently followed Moti Si; at least I could have had sweet and sour spare ribs for dinner, listened to stories before bed, and sometimes received rewards…
But since I’ve already boarded this pirate ship, there’s no way for Edema to get off now. The magic power chain binding her tightly around her neck is proof.
Wuwu—
Edema’s weak wail dragged out in the air, but Ning Xi, gradually lost in flight, had no extra time to pay attention to her.
Her originally dark long hair, once rendered by memory as ink black, seemed to gradually dissolve into the azure sky, transforming into a striking aquamarine color, fluttering in the wind.
Her form shrank little by little, becoming petite, and a broad, unrestrained smile blossomed at the corner of her mouth.
This is the feeling of freedom, freedom…
Luo Linglan’s memories taught her how to restrain herself and practice moderation, but her body’s instincts and hidden nature made her unconsciously embrace freedom.
Memories? Magic power radars? Nothing can bind me; I am the free Ning Xi.
On the other hand, in the combat department, where they learned of Ning Xi’s fusion and escape, it was shrouded in gloom. The doctor conducting the experiment remained composed under everyone’s scrutiny, while beside him was the re-captured girl who trembled in fear, having fused with No. 6 Ning Xi.
Every attendee held a document, and the current discussion centered on the most prominent line within.
【B-Class Free Magical Girl, Ning Xi, Concept of the Possessed Authority—Freedom.】
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City G, a night that was no different from usual, or perhaps slightly quieter, at a bar where the lights still flickered.
A girl with pink hair, dressed inconspicuously yet possessing an impressive figure and delicate features, hesitated for a moment before finally pushing the door open.
The bartender, expecting a new customer, was about to greet her with a smile when he met the familiar weary look in her eyes, causing his tone to suddenly turn cold.
“Dressed like this again? Do you have any regard for what I said?”
Suya’s outfit was considered appropriate in other contexts, but here it seemed rather too conservative and out of place.
As the person in charge, he had long disliked this unappealing escort, but since an old customer had specifically requested her, he had refrained from making things difficult for her.
She doesn’t know how to put on makeup, dresses awkwardly, neither knows how to flirt nor proactively makes people like her, has a beautiful face yet can drink excessively.
If she can’t get drunk, she can’t be taken out; this alone is enough to displease customers. Plus, she automatically disappears as soon as off-duty time arrives, which only makes the person in charge dislike her more.
Of course, none of this is the main issue. It would be fine if someone was willing to order something for her based on her appearance, but whenever she stood with those flashy girls, she was instinctively overlooked, making her performance quite poor.
The only old customer who frequented her was unexpectedly a woman, and the person in charge held no hopes for what could blossom between them.
“Sorry, I came to ask for leave today.”
Suya murmured softly, not daring to look at the other person’s face, but she already knew what expression would appear on it.
Then there would probably be some more insults or something.
But it didn’t matter; insults or drinking, these things had long lost their effect on her.
Now even the highest proof vodka couldn’t cause me to feel any spiciness on my tongue. Perhaps I have nearly completely fallen.
