Mental Torment

"If you lie, I'll perform a handstand while washing my hair right here!"

"Yay!"

"It's good that it's forbidden," Ling Mengxue said irritably, her gaze softening.

"Ding-dong--"

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

Hello! Parcel delivery!

I've got a lot of packages lately, could it be "computer parts" again?

A third time blooming?

Ling Mengxue got up to open the door, expecting to receive "computer parts" again. But as soon as she opened the door, a familiar figure was lying peacefully on the ground, motionless. Looking down, she was terrified.

"Holy crap! Zhao Lei?!"

Before I could think any further, suddenly, a figure attacked from the front. A pair of black wings materialized on the back of the opponent, increasing their speed dramatically. A thin purple spear in their hand, carrying streaks of dark light, thrust forward.

In less than a second, Ling Mengxue had already quickly made a decision. Ling Luoluo was still inside, and based on this, she could tell that the other party was coming for her.

Although there were few people on the streets in the early morning, the fact that the other party dared to make a move in broad daylight meant that either they came prepared or they were crazy. It's not worth the gamble.

"Phase Isolation."

Snap--!!

With a crisp sound, the opponent's attack was instantly blocked and neutralized by the spatial barrier.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ling Mengxue quickly glanced at the enemy.

Although "Phase Isolation" is only Middle Tier Star Engraving skill, in terms of strength, it is basically impossible for Destiny Engraver below the High Tier to break through it. They can only break the blockade by constantly consuming Star Source. It is no exaggeration to call it a divine skill. It is generally used to trap enemies and save lives.

The only drawback is its low flexibility. Just like the skill name suggests, the skill's effectiveness is relative. It not only restricts the opponent but also limits one's own actions, making it most suitable for negotiations.

But upon seeing the figure before her, Ling Mengxue was still somewhat surprised, "You... you're the one from last time?"

I'm not seeing things, it really is that delivery guy from before!

There was no response from the other party, a wicked smile playing on their lips, their eyes cold and aloof, as if a high and mighty god were looking down upon all living beings.

Soon, unexpectedly, the opponent casually shattered the space-isolating barrier with a few dark elemental spells, executed an extremely skillful backflip, and quickly retreated a distance, then coldly smiled, "Heh, not bad, mortal, actually able to restrict my movements, worthy of being my subjects--"

Although he was clearly a boy, the words that came out of his mouth were those of a sweet, gentle woman, soft and graceful, like a delicate shadow falling like dust in the wind, proud as a lone plum blossom in the cold winter.

Wrong??

Perhaps this is just a disguise?!

Ling Mengxue immediately realized what was happening. She had already connected the dots, and her eyes were filled with vigilance. "Who are you, and why are you causing me trouble?"

"Oh? Right~ I almost forgot, this should be your first time meeting my king, so please introduce yourself first~"

The deliveryman slightly raised his chin, his tone cold and arrogant. He elegantly raised his right hand, pointing it at Ling Mengxue: "Listen carefully, I am the creator of order, the Adjudicator of the Spiral Hell, the weaver of fate, the creator of order, truth, and destiny, the sole descendant of the Evernight Witch and the Dark Fallen Angel, the great Thorn Witch, Ruo☆~"

"So you're that chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) person?" Ling Mengxue asked expressionlessly.

"W-Where is this chuunibyou (middle school syndrome)!"

The seemingly aloof delivery guy, having his sore spot touched, immediately became agitated. "You mortals, how dare you blaspheme the gods! I'll show you what it means to be 'ahhhh'... You attacked me! You have no sportsmanship!"

In the silence, Ling Mengxue had already drawn her Poetic Rhyme Sword, and dozens of sword shadows came rushing towards her.

The "delivery guy" had no choice but to quickly find a way to deal with it. Perhaps worried that Ling Mengxue would be angry, he tried his best to suppress his magic within a small area and set up a domain barrier to facilitate "communication".

"Wow!! Don't get excited yet, sit down and have a good chat with me, I will absolutely not take the initiative to attack!"

What did you do to my friend?

The battle continued unabated, with a relentless barrage of sword light raining down like a storm. The entire barrier teetered on the brink of collapse, and the "delivery guy's" magic was repeatedly interrupted. He could only use some low- to mid-level skills to resist, leaving him somewhat disheveled and his face flushed with frustration.

"I don't know! I came to you because... because I'm already yours!"

"??"

Ling Mengxue was taken aback, but without much hesitation, she flipped her wrist and delivered a heavy Heavy Sword strike that cut the opponent down, body and all. Even so, she did not let her guard down.

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! My butt's going to split open!!"

"..." "Tell me about it."

Seeing that he was out of danger, the "delivery guy" gritted his teeth unwillingly, his expression turning arrogant again. "How dare you! I am the sole descendant of the Evernight Witch and the Dark Fallen Angel! I am the great Thorn Princess! How dare you speak to me! No, no, no! I'll talk! I'll talk! I have some important matters to attend to recently and cannot do them personally, so I brought you a 'follower' to take over my mission for a while."

"And what about my friend? You're not suggesting he just ran over and collapsed at my doorstep, are you??" Ling Mengxue raised her eyebrows slightly and removed the sword from her neck.

"Everything I've said is true! Please believe me!"

The deliveryman swallowed hard, still shaken, and quickly gave an awkward yet polite smile. He pointed to a huge gift box, about a meter tall, next to him. "Look, I've brought you my most trusted follower! Absolutely trustworthy! As for that mortal at the door, he was already lying there unconscious when I arrived."

"..."

[img=700,437]Sorry, I had a bit of a headache tonight, I'm late--☆

[Img=700,961]htt Chapter Fifty-Two: Mental Torture

Turning back, Ling Mengxue ignored that chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) guy.

She checked on Zhao Lei and only breathed a sigh of relief after finding that he was just sleeping.

With such dark circles under his eyes, did this guy go out drinking late at night and then go to the wrong place on his way home?

Based on Ling Mengxue's understanding of Zhao Lei, the probability of this happening is actually quite high!

"Ahem~ I'll leave that thing here. At the break of dawn, my king will descend once more, the creator of order, truth, and destiny. At that time, I will (omitted) (omitted)..."

"This... Your Majesty the Queen."

Ling Mengxue looked at her with some difficulty, her tone worried. "When did your symptoms... start? Or... just today?"

"What?"

"Uh, it's nothing--" Ling Mengxue shut her mouth and said no more.

It's better to avoid trouble. Dealing with this kind of woman is risky; you might say something wrong and be driven crazy the next second.

Soon, the commotion subsided. When he turned around, the deliveryman had just regained consciousness and was standing there, stunned and confused, looking somewhat disoriented.

Finally, he spoke first, looking somewhat embarrassed. "Um, miss, was I just delivering a package?"

"Yes, and I just heard a noise; it sounds like you tripped and fell." Ling Mengxue made up an excuse.

"No wonder." The deliveryman scratched his head, already convinced.

After everyone left, Ling Mengxue confirmed that there were no more problems, then immediately gave Zhao Lei a large mouthful of healing medicine and dragged him into the house.

Of course, there's also that giant "delivery box" that's a meter tall.

Regardless of whether Zhao Lei has any physical problems, even if he's not sick, using treatment drugs can permanently enhance his physical fitness and endurance.

What frustrated her was that this thing didn't work on her...

"Luo Luo, I'm going to the hospital first. We can talk about it when I get back."

Hearing the sound, Ling Luoluo quickly peeked out from behind the sofa. "Wow! What a huge gift package! And who is this big brother?"

"A friend."

"Oh~"

Ling Mengxue returned to the living room, took her phone, and also grabbed a piece of bread.

Just to be on the safe side, she decided to take Zhao Lei to the hospital for a checkup.

She wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but she felt there was something off about this guy's aura; it was unusually cold and sinister. She didn't know if she was frightened or possessed.

She had no wounds on her body, but she wondered if she had encountered some kind of "curse" again.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Ling Mengxue, carrying Zhao Lei on her back, appeared at the entrance of the (hospital) Catgirl Paradise Café on Blue Sky Commercial Street.

She knew perfectly well that Zhao Lei was perfectly healthy and showed no signs of weakness. Moreover, if he was truly affected by the "curse" skill, going to the hospital wouldn't help. She didn't know what had happened to him, so she could only ask the Magic Academy administrator for help.

The holiday has only just begun!

Wouldn't it be better to just go home and lie down comfortably?

What kind of trouble did they cause last night?

At that moment, outside the coffee shop, Fang Zi was sitting under a parasol, leisurely flipping through a magazine and sipping her iced coffee.

Although it tasted bitter, in her eyes it was like a sweet and cool strawberry Häagen-Dazs ice cream on a summer day.

Today she wore a light blue dress, with her usual blue star hair accessory, and a shimmering silver necklace that made her snow-white skin appear even more radiant. Her eyes held a scholarly air that drew the attention of passersby.

Beneath her slender, willow-leaf eyebrows, a pair of bright blue eyes reflected her sparkling gaze; her beautiful eyes were lively, clear, and cheerful.

Hearing the noise, Fang Zi didn't even raise her head. She calmly extended her right hand, gently touched her lips, and snapped her fingers, "Disperse—"

Ling Mengxue was a little confused. Just as she was about to turn the person around to "examine" them, she noticed movement behind her, and it felt something slippery...

"Wow~ I'm so fucking sleepy, it feels like I slept for a century~~"

"??" "Holy crap! Drooling! This is too much!"

Ling Mengxue's expression showed a slight surprise. Suddenly, her hand slipped, and she quickly dodged away, leaving the person behind.

"Thump--"

Ouch!

Zhao Lei was thrown around so hard he felt like he was about to break. He quickly sat up, clutching his injured area and crying out in pain, "It hurts! It hurts so much!!" "Brother, could you be a little gentler?"

After a brief moment of distraction, Ling Mengxue gave a soft hum, turned her face away, crossed her arms, and smiled sincerely, "The person is still alive~"

Zhao Lei: "??"

"Sorry, it was subconscious, I couldn't help it..."

Zhao Lei: "?!"

"Alright, little sister, aren't you going to come and sit down?" Fang Zi looked up, smiled at Ling Mengxue, and winked playfully, as if she had seen through everything. "Ask anything you want, including your friends."

"You're so pretty, young lady! You must be someone special!" Zhao Lei walked over, praising her with a grin.

Ling Mengxue was somewhat surprised. "Young man, you've already grasped the essence!"

Even though the people around you are all extraordinary, the fact that you can see right through them shows you have a bright future ahead of you.

Fang Zi gave Zhao Lei a deep look, then chuckled, "Xiaoxue's friends get a discount. 2 million for one question, limited to 5."

A discount of 2 million??

Limited edition?!

"Uh... Miss, how much is one question if there's no discount?" For a moment, Zhao Lei wondered if he had misheard.

At least that's what he still thinks now, after all, she's the older brother's, or rather, the older sister's, friend. But Fang Zi said next almost made him want to curse her out!

"Ten million," Fang Zi said with a nonchalant smile, taking a sip of coffee.

She remains a gentle young woman in front of familiar people, but when strangers are present, she still needs to maintain her composure.

"I'll do it!" Ling Mengxue couldn't stand it anymore.

"Alright~ Little Xue probably has the most questions." Fang Zi smiled and nodded, then continued, "I'll answer one first. This guy just now was called... Zhao Lei, right? He was able to wake up because I helped him remove the curse."

"Miss, you are so kind and generous, I have no way to repay you! Please accept my deepest gratitude!" Recalling what happened last night, Zhao Lei immediately understood what had happened to him.

"Hmm, not bad at all." Fang Zi nodded, unimpressed.

In the ensuing conversation, Ling Mengxue learned that just last night, Zhao Lei had been dragged along by Zhao Ping to carry out a new member assessment mission for the Special Affairs Bureau. They went to a secret realm called "Ghost Castle," but an accident occurred midway through the mission.

According to Zhao Lei's description, they were cautiously investigating in the castle when a Magical Girls who called herself a "Songstress" suddenly appeared and attacked them for no reason, constantly torturing them mentally. As a result, Zhao Ping was detained!

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