Ashe didn't know what was happening over at Super Seminary, but with all the commotion she was causing, they would send someone to deal with it soon.
And Ashe figured that person would most likely be Lena, the Goddess of Lieyang.
After all, there were only two Super Soldiers on Earth who could face an enemy alone right now: Lena and the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, Sun Wukong.
Sun Wukong was Super Seminary's hidden trump card.
They couldn't reveal him this early.
So it would probably be Lena who came.
She couldn't let that "walking power bank" see her being held in Morgana's arms!
As she considered what might happen next, Ashe's gaze, locked with Morgana's, gradually turned cold.
Her voice cooled, utterly unlike Morgana's warm, charming tone.
"Miss me? Why would I miss you?"
"Your heart skipped a beat? What does that have to do with me?"
Ashe's gaze was icy. At that moment, she looked at Morgana as if she were a stranger—or even an enemy.
Her hand tightened around the hilt.
Meeting Morgana's eyes, Ashe continued in a frigid voice.
"I'm not going to feel any fondness for someone who invaded my mind. Especially when I don't even know who you really are!"ŴŴŴ.
As her words fell, purple lightning coiled around the blade of Dream of One, which had neither edge nor point.
Ashe looked ready to strike the moment Morgana finished answering.
Her phoenix eyes were full of frost.
The atmosphere between them was about to turn cold.
Morgana, meanwhile, took in every detail of Ashe's reaction.
The corners of her lips lifted slightly, and her eyes brimmed with tenderness.
She acted as if she hadn't noticed the blade in Ashe's hand at all.
Rather than putting even the slightest distance between them, Morgana tightened the arm around Ashe's waist.
She drew Ashe even closer.
Her other hand gently traced upward.
Ashe furrowed her brow slightly as Morgana's fingertip glided over her top, following a straight line up to her snow-white neck.
Leaving all but one finger untouched, Morgana traced up the centerline and lifted Ashe's chin.
With a twist and a gentle nudge, she made Ashe raise her head.
The little distance between them shrank even further.
From afar, Morgana completely obscured Ashe's face.
They looked as if they were pressed tightly together.
"What's wrong? Are you angry?"
"You look so good! Even when you're angry, you make big sister's heart flutter!"
Her voice brimmed with temptation and aggression. Meeting Morgana's gaze, Ashe felt as if Morgana saw her as a delicious treat.
A refreshing drink. Enticing prey.
At that moment, Morgana was a famished hunter.
She looked ready to devour Ashe, drink her down, and carry her off.
To make her completely her own.
Morgana's hair tickled Ashe's neck.
They were so close that each could clearly hear the other's breathing and heartbeat.
When Morgana heard Ashe's heartbeat quicken at her words, her smile grew brighter. It was only a slight lift of her lips, yet somehow it made her seem even more alluring.
The fragrance around her was like a net, wrapping tightly around Ashe.
Ashe caught faint whiffs of it and breathed it in.
It gave her the strange impression that she was tasting sweet flower nectar.
The Demon Queen was every bit as bewitching as her title suggested.
Every inch of her was a weapon designed to tempt people into ruin.
If Morgana truly wanted to drag someone into the abyss, there was probably no one in the world who could resist her charm.
Fortunately, Ashe was in Morgana's arms right now, sparing everyone else from being led astray by her.
As for Ashe, she had trained in martial arts from childhood. She was strong, and her will was unshakable.
Others might not be able to take it, but she could.
So go ahead and turn up the temptation. She could handle it.
Her thoughts wandered off course before she could stop them.
Morgana continued in a slow, soft voice. "Besides, things were different last time."
"You tried to chop big sister up without a word, and you pushed me so hard."
"And there were other people around. Big sister didn't want them finding out who she was, so I had to leave."
"As for invading your mind, didn't I apologize through my actions?"
"What, wasn't last time's little treat enough?"
"Want some more?"
More, more... Her words were like a demon whispering in Ashe's ear. No—Morgana really was a demon whispering in her ear.
Remembering the suffocating feeling from last time, the sudden blackness before her eyes, and that indescribable softness, Ashe's gaze went hazy for a moment before quickly clearing.
You vixen—no, demon! You won't shake my resolve or lead me astray!
Her gaze turned cold again. Ashe had almost pretended—no, almost been seduced by Morgana.
"No need!"
She refused in a stern tone.
As if Morgana hadn't affected her at all, Ashe calmly said, "Why don't you tell me why you came?"
"We're just 'ordinary' friends! Don't drag anything else into this."
"Oh? Is that so?"
Morgana pressed her chest lightly against Ashe's and clearly heard her heartbeat speed up.
Her smile grew more mischievous. At that moment, she looked like a bewitching little fox.
You're still too green to take on me.
Morgana could sense every little change in Ashe: her heartbeat, her breathing, all of it.
After they parted ways last time, Morgana had immediately looked into Ashe and easily learned that she had "gender identity disorder."
The universe was vast. Morgana had met all kinds of people.
Once she learned about Ashe's situation, she instantly decided how she would handle her from then on.
Today's behavior was a little experiment.
She wanted to confirm whether she was right.
And just as Morgana had expected, her instincts hadn't been wrong.
The moment Ashe's heartbeat quickened, Morgana knew she had her wrapped around her finger.
As for Ashe acting so cold toward her now, that didn't matter. The body was honest.
Sooner or later, the Queen would make Ashe's body as honest as her mouth.
Ashe's clothes were thin, and she could feel Morgana pressed against her from behind with perfect clarity.
She had to admit it.
Morgana really was big and soft.
Ashe had almost lost control and dropped the act.
That's right—her coldness toward Morgana was all an act.
Even before she crossed over, she'd felt a special fondness for Morgana.
After Morgana's story took a turn for the better, and she destroyed the black hole for Rose, Ashe had come to love her character even more.
But liking someone was one thing. Ashe knew perfectly well that strength was her only true asset.
Without great strength to back her up, approaching Morgana and the others recklessly would only get her treated like a kid who needed looking after.
Ashe didn't want to be the one lying in bed. She preferred being on top.
Morgana was wonderful, but Ashe wasn't strong enough to handle her yet. And with a woman that big, Ashe wasn't sure she could keep up.
That was why she acted so cold.
It was also a test, and a way to increase her own bargaining power.
Doormats never got a happy ending. Keeping up a cool front and boosting her appeal was the real way to keep someone wanting more.
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