Young Master [Wild] suddenly shuddered, then clutched his forehead hard—he had eaten something too cold.
It was a roadside shaved ice shop.
Why a cup of shaved ice could "bully" someone with Young Master [Wild]'s physical constitution was anyone's guess. With a body capable of easily piloting [God-Slaying Armor], how could he possibly be frail?
Still, Weiwei asked with genuine concern, "Young master, what's wrong? Are you really feeling unwell?"
"This feeling that makes your skin crawl..." Young Master [Wild] suddenly hugged his arms and rubbed them. "Weiwei, do you feel like the temperature has dropped?"
"??" Weiwei widened her beautiful, vacant eyes and said reflexively, "That can't be, right? Isn't the sky canopy deployed? The temperature control system should be on. Are you cold?"
Young Master [Wild]'s expression suddenly darkened. "Boring. We're going back," he said flatly.
Though surprised, Weiwei said nothing. She had served this young master for some time and was already accustomed to [Wild]'s unpredictable moods.
Actually, he never got angry. Weiwei had never seen this young master lose his temper... he simply loved playing tricks on people.
They returned to the spaceship—yes, Young Master [Wild] had skipped class again today, slipping out of the Royal Academy to loaf around town.
"I'm thirsty."
Weiwei smiled, then turned to fetch this young master some juice.
Young Master [Wild] casually took out his communication bracelet, composed a message, and hit send... then ignored it, pulled out an ancient handheld console, and started playing a game.
Even so, while playing on his handheld, Young Master [Wild] occasionally glanced at the bracelet he had tossed onto the table...
Above the orbital ring, purple light spread out.
A Royal Knight's [God-Slaying Armor] had spread its arms, its body resembling a cross-shaped star... the purple radiance was emanating from this very [God-Slaying