Interlude of Longing (Part Two)
On the Reverse Color Ladder, Freya and the others stared blankly at the distant Ruby Mountain, sinking into a deep shock.
Without relying on Ash, without even having any information, they had somehow stumbled right onto a smuggling shortcut to Legendary!?
Even Siffrin did not know what to say. If not for the Veela's insistence, she would never have agreed to take part in such an extremely dangerous adventure. Looking at it now, if not for the Veela's lovestruck Eternal Love, she might have missed this shortcut to reaching the heavens in a single step forever.
Although it felt a bit like judging by results, Siffrin still could not help thinking—was this version easier for couples to rank up? Did the Void Realm favor love brains? Should she find someone to like too?
But she was already a Saint Domain Artificer, and might very soon become a Legendary Arcanist. In the entire Blood Moon Country, there were barely a few people qualified to like her, and the only person worthy of her liking was...
A figure surfaced in her heart. Siffrin instantly shivered and hurriedly shook her head, flinging that terrifying thought away. Being teammates with the Veela was already torture enough; Siffrin had no interest in deepening her relationship with her.
"Be careful," Tama Hill warned.
To prevent some supernatural horror story like "someone suddenly goes missing," the four of them held hands as they climbed together. In Ash's words, "even if you die, at least someone's there to cushion the corpse."
But the entire journey was very calm. No monsters appeared to stop them, and no impassable obstacles appeared either.
After they had walked for quite a while, Freya suddenly asked, "Tama Hill, Siffrin, are you... losing color?"
It was not just Black