Chapter 102: The First Time, Taken by Me (Two-in-one)
The Azure Silver Witch’s lips were soft, yet icy cold.
A faint, lingering fragrance spread through Shaya’s nostrils, involuntarily reminding him of the Night Orchid that bloomed at the twilight hour.
At the same time, her slender fingers continued to write on Shaya’s palm.
“Brother Shaya, your first time… I’ve taken it.”
“This is the compensation I want.”
The ticklish sensation in his palm paused, then moved again.
“There are too many people here.”
“Let’s find somewhere less crowded.”
The next moment, the flowing twilight that permeated the hall gently enveloped Shaya and Silvia’s figures.
Then, their forms rapidly faded under the twilight, disappearing entirely.
A few moments later, the solidified, dim yellow light that had enveloped their surroundings quietly shattered.
“What happened?”
“Did I fall into an illusion? Did I lose consciousness for a period of time?”
“No.”
A Titled Beast Tamer, present as a guest, shook his head in stunned disbelief.
“Rather than saying it was an illusion… it’s more like the very fabric of time in this place was frozen by some immense mystery.”
“But to freeze the time of so many Titled Beast Tamers, including us, simultaneously? Even a Legend couldn’t achieve something so preposterous.”
“Could it be that a demigod descended just now?”
“Right, where is the Rose Emperor? And Shaya Egut?”
Someone looked up blankly.
In their memory, Goodrian had clearly been furious, revealing his trump card, the Rose Emperor, who had already advanced to the Legend realm, intent on annihilating Shaya.
But now, not only had the Rose Emperor’s figure vanished, but Shaya was also nowhere to be found.
Only in the center of the hall remained the golden-haired maiden with icy blue eyes, her gaze sharp enough to kill at any moment.
Aerora sensed no hostility from Silvia, which was why she had stepped aside.
She hadn’t expected that the unknown female Legend was not Shaya’s enemy.
However, she was clearly *her* enemy.
Aerora’s eyes were as cold as if they could spew flames at any moment.
He was *her* boy!
Especially his first kiss.
That was a treasure Aerora had cherished for a long time, one she had resisted taking countless times while Shaya slept, gazing at his childlike slumbering face.
She had wanted to save it for when they truly took that step after they had grown up, to savor it meticulously.
Aerora knew that with Shaya’s innate “handsome boy magnet” aura, people would inevitably covet him.
Thus, Aerora had always been cautious, treading on thin ice… carefully warding off the wolves who eyed her little white rabbit.
She had even managed to fend off the Saintess of Dawn from the Holy Court, blocked President Diris… and even proactively increased her vigilance against the emerging signs of the Second Princess and the Queen of the Night.
Yet, with just a moment of carelessness, someone had plucked the fruit.
Shaya and she had just became adults, and they could have moved to the next step at any suitable time!
What was most infuriating was that Aerora didn’t even recognize the silver-haired witch. At first, she had thought it was someone from the Black Tower sent by Shaya’s teacher to rescue him. She had no idea how Shaya had gotten involved with her.
At that moment, Aerora’s beautiful blue eyes paused slightly.
Because she saw a piece of paper silently appear where Shaya and Silvia had vanished.
A trace of confusion flickered in Aerora’s eyes as she stepped forward and took the note.
On the pristine white paper, lines of elegant, light golden script slowly appeared.
“Miss Aerora Englitt, or… Little Ai?”
“I can call you that, right? Because I saw Brother Shaya call you that too.”
“I was present at the previous banquet and saw everything. I know how important he is to you, and you’d be worried if he suddenly disappeared… so I thought I should inform you.”
“Brother Shaya will be with me for now.”
“But Miss Aerora can rest assured, I will return Brother Shaya to your home completely unharmed.”
“Silvia Brunnhildr”
Only now did Aerora learn the true identity of this stranger, this female Legend Beast Tamer.
Silvia, the creator of the White Tower, the “Azure Silver Witch.”
She had ascended to Legend five hundred years ago, and judging by today, she had taken another step forward.
For an ordinary person, receiving a note from the exalted Master of the White Tower might have been an honor.
But at this moment, Aerora’s mood was far from pleasant.
The words “completely unharmed” and “Brother Shaya” on the plain white paper were so glaring that Aerora gritted her silver teeth.
As everyone knew, all third-party interlopers, from ancient times to the present, loved to start by claiming to be just a “sister who only cares about her brother.”
And how dare a Legend from five hundred years ago presume to act as a sister.
*Tear—*
The note was cut by the sharp aura of a lance, creating tiny slits.
…
Shaya, with his eyes closed, felt a dizzying sensation as if the world was spinning.
This feeling was somewhat similar to when his teacher, Heiser, had brought him to the Astral Realm, but much gentler.
However, even so.
The softness that bloomed on his lips had not yet dissipated.
Shaya involuntarily opened his eyes, only to see the maiden’s face before him with her eyes closed, her eyelashes fluttering slightly.
Her face was identical to Shaya’s memory; it was as if five hundred years had left no trace on Silvia.
Unlike Aerora’s fleeting kiss, a mere peck on the forehead,
Silvia’s kiss was much longer, imbued with a deep, profound sense of attachment.
She greedily claimed it, unwilling to stop for a long time.
After a long while, the two separated.
Silvia’s long eyelashes trembled, and then she opened her eyes, revealing her pure silver eyes.
“Brother Shaya, how do you feel now?”
Her voice, as pleasant as wind chimes, did not sound in his ears but resonated directly in the depths of Shaya’s soul.
Shaya thought for a moment, about to offer a polite reply like “flattered.”
But the next moment, he heard his own voice echo throughout the world: “Although it’s a bit unexpected, it feels really good.”
“Damn, where is this place?”
Only now did Shaya realize the difference in his surroundings.
It was no longer the vast and magnificent Palace of Oaths.
Instead, it was a deep and silent courtyard. In the depths of the courtyard, a small tree bore tiny white flowers.
He was sitting on the courtyard steps, with the bright moon high in the sky. In the distance, he could faintly hear the roar of waves crashing against the rocks of the Grant Sea.
Shaya recognized this place…
It was the courtyard within the Grand Duke’s Mansion in the Royal Capital of the Azure Court, unique to Silvia.
During the time when they first met, Shaya and Silvia spent many difficult nights here, watching the flowers and plants in the courtyard, drinking milk tea or coffee.
But this courtyard should have been destroyed five hundred years ago in the great fire of the Royal Capital of the Azure Court.
“This is my spiritual world as a Legend, and also the manifestation of my Mental Landscape, Brother Shaya,” Silvia’s pleasant voice sounded again. She was also sitting on the steps beside Shaya, gazing at the distant sky.
A hint of imperceptible shyness appeared on her pure white, pretty face due to Shaya’s direct and honest answer, “feels really good.”
“Or, this place is actually the Spirit World.”
Shaya nodded.
According to the extraordinary knowledge he possessed, the Spirit World was the aggregation of the inner worlds of countless intelligent beings in the Multiverse.
It was just that Shaya hadn’t known there was a way to bring another person’s spiritual body into one’s own inner world.
One could only say that Legends really knew how to have fun.
“Then what about my physical body on the Prime Material Plane?”
“I’ve already sent it back to Brother Shaya’s home, and it’s still sleeping soundly on the bed in the bedroom.”
A curve suddenly appeared on the maiden’s lips: “But I only realized now that Brother Shaya’s sleeping face is so cute.”
“You’re usually so mysterious and pretend to be profound, making you hard to figure out, but when you sleep, you’re so childlike.”
Shaya covered his face.
He imagined himself lying defenseless in bed, asleep, while Silvia sat beside him, secretly watching…
He immediately felt as though the cool persona he had painstakingly maintained in front of Silvia had completely collapsed, a major social death scene.
Fortunately, Silvia didn’t dwell on this embarrassing topic for too long and soon shifted her gaze back to Shaya.
“This is the Spirit World, and also my Spiritual Ocean. All thoughts and desires will manifest in a more direct way.”
“So, no lying. Only the truth.”
Silvia looked directly into Shaya’s eyes and spoke word by word.
There was a hint of anticipation in her pure silver eyes, but also a hint of timidity, like someone returning home after a long absence.
“Brother Shaya, I want to know everything that happened that night.”
“And, in your heart, what position do I occupy?”
…
What a deadly question this was!
Shaya sighed inwardly.
However, it was indeed time to clarify his feelings.
If he could still use the excuse of “Five hundred years have passed, perhaps she’s forgotten me” before,
But when Silvia’s kiss arrived, Shaya knew he had nowhere to hide.
Or rather, he didn’t need to hide. Shaya knew he had always been a greedy person; a non-greedy person wouldn’t aspire to write the “Guide to Evaluating Exotic Racial Customs.”
Only children make choices; adults choose to have it all.
Moreover, many things were simply misunderstandings.
The Silvia of today was no longer the immature, inexperienced girl who couldn’t protect herself. She was one of the strongest on the Western Continent and no longer needed to live by that hatred.
The next moment, Shaya’s body began to rapidly materialize.
Finally, it transformed into a wisp of illusory, deep black mist.
This was the Spirit World, where only spirits existed, not matter. Therefore, as a pure spirit, Shaya could theoretically change his form at will.
And this form of mist was the most efficient state for information transmission.
Sensing Shaya’s actions, Silvia quickly understood his intention.
Theoretically, a fourth-ring Beast Tamer had only just begun to recognize their spiritual world, far from being able to manipulate their spirit so freely or even change their spiritual symbolic form.
However, since it was Brother Shaya, there was nothing to be surprised about.
Silvia’s figure also began to rapidly materialize, transforming into a mist.
But unlike Shaya’s deep black mist, Silvia’s spiritual symbol was a pure silver mist, hazy and elegant, breathtakingly beautiful.
Silvia’s spiritual body actively approached Shaya, quickly drawing near the black mist.
Then, the black mist and the silver clouds merged like water and oil, slowly entwining into one, inseparable.
This was the state of the closest connection between spiritual bodies; with just a thought and intention, one could convey their innermost thoughts to the other.
Shaya’s mind moved slightly.
The next moment, wisps of black mist overflowed from his spiritual symbol.
Then, they surged towards the silver clouds.
It was the final act of the Historical Echo of the Ancient Azure Court, the memory fragments that Shaya had stripped and rewritten from Silvia’s consciousness with his last ounce of strength, releasing Tsukuyomi.
It was also the void and lack that Silvia had discovered within her own soul when she examined her inner self from a higher perspective after ascending to Legend.
The wisps of black mist quickly penetrated the outer layers and reached the very center of the silver clouds.
That was Silvia’s soul core, the lifeblood of every Beast Tamer, the key to constructing their self-awareness and cognition.
For any Beast Tamer who specialized in spiritual energy, this was more important than their physical body, a place that absolutely could not be trespassed upon by outsiders.
After all, if the physical body was lost, with powerful spiritual energy, there was still the possibility of soul possession, reincarnation, or a new life… but if even self-cognition was lost, then even if the physical body remained, one would no longer be oneself.
The cults that spread their doctrines and incited believers used Pollutants to forcibly infect their followers’ soul cores, rewriting their self-cognition, thereby quickly cultivating such devout Fanatics.
However, Silvia did not choose to refuse the black mist that Shaya was transmitting.
She actively dismantled her spiritual barrier as a Legend, allowing the black mist, imprinted with Shaya’s Soul imprint, to flow into her soul core.
Pure spiritual energy blended into Silvia’s soul.
Thus, the blankness and omissions in the memory of that night were filled and completed.
The feeling of soul fullness was quite comfortable for her. Silvia’s illusory spiritual body trembled slightly… ripples spread across the entire Azure Silver cloud-like spiritual body.
After a long time.
The ripples of the Azure Silver cloud finally subsided.
The black mist and the silver clouds separated again, transforming back into solid human forms.
But for some reason, on Silvia’s exquisite, plain white face, as beautiful as a porcelain doll,
There was now an undeniable blush, impossible to conceal.
Like fiery red sunset, lingering for a long time.
