Theresa looked conflictedly at the mission to accept herself. She felt that if she completed it, her dignity would probably be completely gone.
Still, the unknown reward made Theresa very curious. However, she wanted even more to complete the mission of scaring Cocolia. After all, the Core of the Herrscher of Binding suited her extremely well. That was an exceptionally troublesome Herrscher, as well as the Tragedy of Binding that the Fusion Warriors of the Previous Civilization could never forget.
It was said that the Tragedy of Binding was the most tragic disaster ever to occur in the Previous Civilization. It could not even truly be considered a victory. To overload the Herrscher of Binding's Binding Barrier and create an opening for Kevin, tens of thousands of Fusion Warriors charged into the barrier without hesitation. They used their lives to fill every inch of ground within it. Countless Fusion Warriors were like ants linking together to cross a river. The first wave to rush into the Binding Barrier died. The sacrificed Fusion Warriors allowed the second wave to advance within a hundred meters, then the third wave... the tenth wave. Until nearly every Fusion Warrior had flooded into the Binding Barrier, they used their lives to give Hua, who had burned all her memories through the Feather of Dust, the chance to unleash the Tai Xu Sword God. Su controlled Kalpas and sent him charging in. Finally, Kevin, wielding An-Utu, delivered the final blow to the Herrscher of Binding. Amid the thunderous explosion, the Herrscher of Binding was successfully slain.
Kalpas and Hua were pulled from the piles of corpses by Elysia. The cold air around Kevin turned the remains of nearly all the Fusion Warriors into graves forged from ice crystals. That was also the origin of the Red Ice Incident. After the Tragedy of Binding, the Fusion Warriors had dwindled from tens of thousands to thirteen survivors—the origin of the later Thirteen Flame-Chasers.
And the Core of the Herrscher of Binding that Theresa was about to obtain would be even more terrifying than the one from the Previous Civilization. Without Finality's Cocoon restricting its upper limit, Theresa would become a complete Herrscher of Binding no weaker than an Emanator. By then, forget a Stellar Core—even Nanook would get a headache if he showed up.
The Binding Barrier could restrain and absorb nearly all energy. In other words, Theresa would become immune to energy attacks and could absorb energy to grow stronger.
At this moment, the train arrived in the Lower City. Theresa and the others had also changed Bronya into an alluring formal dress. Even Theresa could not find a single flaw in her curvaceous figure. Bronya's chest had only seemed small before because she had bound it herself. She was nearly as well-endowed as Big Bronya.
So Theresa subconsciously began treating her like Big Bronya.
"All right, everyone, we've arrived at the Lower City. Whoa, Bronya looks so gorgeous after you dressed her up! Those young men probably won't be able to sleep tonight!"
As soon as Sampo stepped out of the driver's cabin and saw the beautifully dressed Bronya, he was stunned by her beauty. He had never expected her to look so lovely after taking off that uniform.
"I remember them not being that big. Did you pad them?"
Sampo rubbed his chin as he sized up Bronya and teased her.
"Of course not. She was probably wearing a chest binder because it would get in the way of fighting. Plus, that thick Silvermane Guard uniform hid her figure, so she looks different now."
Theresa rolled her eyes at Sampo and explained. Sampo nodded in surprise, then quickly pulled out his camera and took countless pictures for a Bronya sleeping-face photo album. He was certain these would sell like hotcakes in the Lower City!
And Sampo did not stop there. He also took pictures of Theresa, March 7th, and Stelle. Laughing happily, he dodged Theresa and the others' embarrassed pursuit, jumped off the train, and ran away, leaving behind one sentence.
"I'm going to find the Underworld Fire leader. Make yourselves at home!"
The moment he finished speaking, he ran off.
"He tricked us again! He's seriously the worst!"
March 7th glared disdainfully at Sampo's rapidly retreating figure and muttered a curse.
"Yeah, I've never seen anyone so shameless!"
Stelle also complained.
"People like him only care about profit. To him, our trust is worth far less than the Belobog Shields or Credit Points in his hands."
Dan Heng was not surprised at all.
"All right, stop talking about him. Bronya, stop pretending to sleep."
Theresa walked over to Bronya, who was feigning sleep, and called out to her. Blushing, the girl sat up and lowered her head to stare silently at her ample chest.
"Would you hate us for bringing you to the Lower City?"
"And you need to understand that your Silvermane Guard uniform would draw a lot of hostility here. That's why we could only help you change into this pretty dress. Besides, we're all girls, so you don't mind, right?"
Theresa looked at the silent Bronya and asked.
"Sigh, I don't know how to face the people here. I heard everything you said. I feel terribly sorry for the people of the Lower City."
"I don't know how to face them."
Bronya sat in her seat, looking somewhat lost as she turned to Theresa.
"That's simple. Just help us solve the Lower City's problems and earn their approval again."
"Besides, withdrawing the Silvermane Guards was your mother's order, not yours. As the future Supreme Guardian, as long as Bronya does better than her mother and fulfills her duties more responsibly, letting everyone live happily, that will be the best compensation you can offer them."
Theresa comforted Bronya with a bowl of heartfelt advice.
"Here, this is your weapon. Although Sampo sold us out again, he did not go too far. At most, he took pictures of us and made off with the Silvermane Guards' weapons. Cocolia will definitely replace them for the guards."
Theresa returned Bronya's weapon with a smile. Bronya looked at Theresa gratefully, then, amid March 7th and Stelle's astonished gazes, hugged her.
"Thank you, Theresa."
Bronya smiled as she looked down, blushing, at Theresa in her arms. Theresa was attacked by a faceful of softness again and had no idea what to do. Struggling would mean giving up Duck Duck's embrace, and she could not bear to do that.
But if she did not struggle, she could barely breathe. She was almost being suffocated to death by Big Bronya's chest.
Theresa could only be said to be suffering and enjoying it at the same time. Thankfully, March 7th and Stelle hurriedly pulled Bronya away, allowing Theresa to gasp for breath with a flushed face.
"Why didn't she struggle? She was practically too suffocated to breathe, wasn't she?"
March 7th complained in confusion.
"If it were me, I wouldn't struggle either~"
Stelle stood with her hands on her hips and laughed excitedly.
"(⊙o⊙)... Uh, was that really necessary?"
"They're just two slimes. Don't you have them too?"
March 7th complained awkwardly.
"Little March, don't forget that they don't share your orientation."
Dan Heng calmly remarked. He kept a wary eye on the curious Lower City residents gathering outside. They surrounded the train and whispered among themselves, while the weapon in Dan Heng's hands kept them from daring to approach too closely.
Daily meme. Ruan Mei versus Ruan Mei—top Ruan Mei takes a picture—middle Ruan Mei likes it—bottom
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