The Second Sword Spirit to Appear

For ordinary people, waking up to find a beautiful stranger beside them might have led to all sorts of thoughts. But for Fang Zheng... well, he really only had one question left: "Who are you?"

After all, Fang Zheng had experienced something like this once before.

"Looks like I never introduced myself."

Hearing Fang Zheng's question, the black-haired girl smiled slightly. Then she stood up, elegantly lifted the hem of her skirt, and gave Fang Zheng a curtsy.

"I am your Sword Spirit, Lestia Ashdoll. I am deeply sorry for making you suffer because of my own immaturity before. Please treat me well, Master."

"Immaturity?"

Hearing Lestia's apology, Fang Zheng froze for a moment. Then, just as he was processing it, he suddenly felt another soft body leap out from under the covers and wrap itself around him.

"Lestia failed to properly suppress the power of the 'Demon King of Salvation,' causing Master to go berserk. What a useless Sword Spirit."

The silver-haired Sword Spirit—Esther—hugged Fang Zheng around the neck with her usual expressionless face and turned to look at Lestia, who was standing nearby. In response to Esther's words, Lestia's smiling brow twitched slightly. For some reason, Fang Zheng suddenly felt the air becoming rather tense...

"Weren't you the one who shoved the 'Demon King of Salvation' onto me while I was asleep, Miss Holy Sword?"

"If you cannot even handle something like that, then you should not stay by Master's side, Dark Elf."

Esther stood up as well, fearlessly meeting Lestia's gaze.

"As a Dark Elf, you actually made a mistake even when assimilating with an Angel of the same nature. It really makes one wonder whether you are qualified to remain by Master's side."

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Lestia raised an eyebrow and looked at Esther with a