Chapter 140: I Can’t Believe You’re Such a Cat!
Why is everyone so interested in whether I’m a virgin or not?
Shaya, who was innocently caught in the crossfire, darkened his expression.
Now that his virgin identity was confirmed, he could no longer pretend to be an experienced driver and tease Xiao Ai.
It directly exposed the fact that he was also a theoretical master but an action dwarf, only good at talking on paper.
And on the other side.
Originally, after receiving the Holy Grail’s answer, Sylvia’s cute face showed a trace of a smile, but then it changed drastically.
The moment the font of the question appeared on the surface of the Knowledge Holy Grail.
A dim yellow hue surged.
The solidified twilight froze the air in the entire room, and even the burning candles.
Sylvia’s beautiful azure silver eyes were icy cold, and she raised her finger slightly, the twilight’s dawn flickering within it.
After a long while, her fair and pretty face, like frost, finally softened slightly.
She took a deep breath, looked at the small Holy Grail, and her plain white fingertips outlined delicate light golden script.
“I refuse to answer the question, but I can provide secret knowledge equivalent to the question.”
“You?”
The small Holy Grail shook slightly, and its body slowly revealed its answer.
“Only the secrets I do not understand, the completely unknown, have the value of equivalent exchange.”
“Young throne.”
“Even if you contain divinity, wield the authority of some ancient gods, and forge your own path to the throne, even if it can be called amazing in my eyes, you are ultimately too young.”
“The history you have experienced is but a drop in the ocean since the birth of the Prime Material Plane.”
The cup swayed back slightly, as if it were a tactical backward lean.
“Little girl, you don’t understand, the secret knowledge you consider most taboo and most precious.”
“In front of me, it’s actually worthless.”
The icy coldness in Sylvia’s beautiful azure silver eyes intensified.
The gesture of the broken cup with its hands on its hips and leaning back was truly too annoying.
However, Miss Witch carefully restrained her emotions.
This was mainly because she had just directly stripped away the vitality of a Legend and seemed to have acted too forcefully in front of Brother Shaya.
If she revealed her violent side any further, Sylvia was worried that Brother Shaya would be disgusted with her.
After Lemon Cat had been worried for so long and had finally confirmed that Brother Shaya was still a virgin… if she missed out on Brother Shaya because of this momentary carelessness, she would truly want to cry without tears.
Sylvia sat expressionlessly on the bed in the room, and delicate text continued to be outlined.
“The Tower of Absolute Darkness contains a True God-level…”
The cup swayed left and right, as if shrugging: “Knew it. Next.”
“The weakness of the Water Element Emperor of the Elemental Plane is…”
“Useless waste of knowledge. Next.”
“The Star Creation Dragon race was born from…”
“Already known. None. Next.”
…
The silent Q&A continued.
The amplitude of the cup’s swaying and backward leaning increased.
“Good heavens, this B cup knows quite a lot.”
Shaya watched from the side, secretly observing.
According to the secrets of the Western Continent described by Sylvia, this fake cup seemed to be quite extraordinary.
Due to its special nature of existence, this Holy Relic had the ability to connect the Astral Realm and the Spirit World, and could freely collect secret knowledge through revelations from the Spirit World.
Coupled with the fact that the Knowledge Holy Grail was born countless ages ago at the beginning of the arcane and wizarding arts, and had gone through several epochs, its stored knowledge and secret intelligence could be described as terrifying.
The knowledge Sylvia proposed was already obscure and secret, and even other thrones might not know it, but it seemed worthless in front of this broken cup.
“If you can’t exchange secret knowledge, then answer the question.”
The cup swayed, and an arrow pointed straight at the Azure Silver Witch.
“Answer quickly, can’t sleep at night.”
Sylvia’s small face was stern, and her plain white fingers clutched the pillow Shaya had just lain on, with light golden text engraved on the white bedding.
Shaya also focused his attention on it.
He was also quite curious about what his eldest wife had done in the secret room on the third floor of the castle, second door on the left, third room on the sixth floor, within the third dimension of the Netherworld- a Pocket Dimension attached to the White Tower.
The melon-eating enthusiast was overjoyed.
“I did nothing there but sleep.”
“This is a lie.”
“Fine.” Sylvia took a deep breath. “I performed a Mysticism ritual there.”
The cup paused, then the font reappeared: “What ritual? Your answer is too vague and does not meet the standard of equivalent exchange.”
A frost appeared in Sylvia’s beautiful eyes, and she engraved word by word: “Familiar Transformation Ritual.”
The cup shook its head: “Too vague, be more specific.”
“In that secret room, I cut off a part of my mental power and used a Mysticism ritual to transform half of my mental power into a Familiar that shared consciousness and perception with me.”
Sylvia’s script slowly paused, her gaze toward the cup no longer hiding its dangerous glint. “That’s all. We can probably stop now…”
But the cup still hadn’t stopped, still swaying back and forth: “Not enough, still too vague, need more details! What kind of Familiar, what does it look like, and what did you do after creating the Familiar?”
Damn it, Abei, are you that brave?
Shaya looked at the Holy Grail, which defied the throne, in shock.
You might as well change your name from Knowledge Holy Grail to Jail Cup.
Although this Holy Relic was indeed magical and had the ability to obtain secrets from revelations in the Spirit World and Astral Realm, Shaya knew very well that this thing was simply a question-and-answer machine and had no combat power at all.
If that were not the case, the price of the Sands of Time for the Knowledge Holy Grail would not be so much lower than the original “Black Cup”; it was because it lacked the power to transform “omniscience” into “omnipotence.”
And the Sylvia it was provoking was a throne. Jail Cup, aren’t you afraid of being killed by a Word of Power from the Master of the White Tower?
But even though she sensed Sylvia’s unconcealed killing intent, the cup still showed no signs of stopping, even flipping itself over without any hesitation.
According to Shaya’s understanding as a Beast Tamer, this would be like a lion, cat, or dog lying on its back, allowing
