If other girls really tried to cling to her, she would be the most flustered one of all.
"I'll help you!" Qianyi quickly reached out and grabbed Herta by the ankle, stopping her legs from wrapping around Elysia's waist, then tried to pull the genius clinging to Elysia away.
Unexpectedly, Herta resisted far more fiercely than anticipated. Not only did she tightly hug Elysia's waist with both arms, but her entire body seemed to have grown onto the other girl, utterly immovable. She kept wildly kicking her signature mismatched thigh-high heeled boots—one long, one short—in the air, trying to shake off Qianyi's hand.
After all that struggling, her shoelaces had long since come undone. The shorter black boot slipped off amid the struggle, revealing a foot wrapped in sheer black stockings and steaming with faint warmth. Its delicate arch tightened with effort, while several tiny runs had even been snagged into the fabric around her toes.
Yet even so, she stubbornly refused to let go, as unyielding as a dying person clutching their last piece of driftwood.
Just as the struggle dragged on and the scene descended into chaos, a dense series of leather shoes striking the floor suddenly sounded outside the door.
As the door opened once more, an elegant mechanical lifeform appeared before them and made an extremely dependable declaration. "Madam Herta, I'm here to save you!"
The next second, the Ksitigarbha at Qianyi's waist lit up.
As the power of corrosion activated, Screwllum—who had specifically brought along plenty of inventions in preparation for Operation Save Private Herta—immediately began twitching as if electrocuted, then started dancing wildly at the doorway.
Qianyi: ???
Huh? There was another expert here?!
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Herta: What Do You Mean I Started the War of the Gods?
Tragic.
Invincible Screwllum had fallen.
"Screwllum!!!"
Watching