Punching Bag (Continued)

Then it was only natural for her to devote herself to him.

"Hm?" Ren Yu sensed that Yae Rin before him seemed to have changed.

The silvery-white emblem she had been clutching tightly in her hand had also vanished.

Watching the girl stand not far away with her head raised as she gazed at him, Ren Yu felt something strange as well.

It seemed that, at this moment, Yae Rin had formed an indescribable connection with him.

It was as though an invisible, intangible thread had firmly bound Yae Rin's fate to his own.

And the most obvious change was—when Yae Rin absorbed Honkai Energy, he could obtain some of it too!

Ren Yu furrowed his brow and briefly sensed the changes within himself. "Although it's very, very little—an amount that can practically be ignored—it's real. When Yae Rin draws upon and absorbs Honkai Energy through the emblem, it really does increase my Emblem Energy in return."

Clang!

A crisp sound rang out.

Yae Rin drew the coldly gleaming blade from its pitch-black scabbard, then slowly held the nearly one-meter-long Katana before her, raising it upright.

"My strength has increased." That was Yae Rin's first impression after activating the Torridol Sculpture.

Afterward, she felt a hunger-like craving, an urge to eat something.

Unable to help herself, she looked toward Ren Yu.

"Lord of Spirits... I..." Yae Rin's eyes were conflicted.

After activating that emblem and drawing close to Ren Yu, she had inexplicably developed an inexplicable desire to be close to him.

What is wrong with me? Thoughts like this are clearly unacceptable. They are blasphemy against a god.

The girl forcefully suppressed the disrespect in her heart and instead redirected that craving toward absorbing Honkai Energy.

Gradually.

As more and more energy was converted, Yae Rin sensed the changes