Chapter 319 Inside the Tower
Chapter 319 Inside the Tower
Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. I wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival.
My computer isn't with me right now, so I've pieced together a few words on my phone. Please bear with it for now.
Things will return to normal once I take the bus back tomorrow.
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At this moment, Sai Fei'er was already inside the devastated Twin Moon Tower.
She stood in the open space in the center of the tower, casually twirling a coin between her fingers, talking to herself in the air, as if joking with someone she couldn't see:
"Hey Princess, this is your territory. You'd better help me out later. They outnumber me and I can't handle them."
As soon as she finished speaking, the air inside the tower trembled slightly, as if an invisible hand was stirring it back and forth.
Immediately afterwards, a dark purple liquid slowly emerged from the ground beneath Sai Fei'er's feet, then formed a bubble and made a soft "pop" sound.
It was as if in response to the request that Saifeier had just made.
"thanks."
Upon seeing this, Sai Fei'er's lips curled into a sly smile, and she nodded slightly towards the liquid to express her gratitude.
Almost at the same moment, a muffled sound came from behind.
The tower door, which Sai Fei'er had closed beforehand, was now being slowly pushed open.
"Oh? So you've finally caught up, you lackeys of the Senate."
Hearing the noise behind her, Sai Fei'er turned around with a smile and looked towards the gate: "Hmm... two minutes and fifty-seven seconds, that speed is not bad, so I'll give you a little praise."
As she spoke, she flicked her fingers, tossed the coin in her hand again, and caught it steadily. Her gaze seemed to penetrate the crack in the door and see the flushed faces of the people outside.
However, the scene of the masked men flooding into the tower did not occur.
As the gate slowly opened, only one black figure stepped into the tower from outside.
The man was dressed in a heavy black robe, his face hidden in the shadow of the hood, and he held a large, jet-black sword with a blade that snaked like a serpent.
The relaxed atmosphere inside the tower was instantly shattered by the appearance of the man in black robes, replaced by a heavy sense of oppression.
Upon seeing the newcomer, Sai Feier frowned, and the playful smile on her face faded slightly.
Intuition told her that this guy in front of her was completely different from the previous cleansers.
“Strange...I don’t think I’ve seen you before.”
Sai Feier raised her eyes and scanned the other person's clothes, a hint of inquiry flashing in her eyes: "Let me guess, could it be that you are also a henchman of the Senate, the leader of that group of guys just now?"
"..."
When questioned, the man in black remained silent, only slightly raising his head to examine the cat before him with his eyes hidden beneath his hood.
After a long pause, he finally managed to squeeze out a single sentence from his throat, which was as hoarse as if it had been rubbed with sandpaper: "The Throne of the World...the spark...must be reclaimed!"
"Oh~ So you were also after this spark. It seems I was right."
Saifeier narrowed her eyes, her tail swaying rhythmically behind her, and an expression of "just as I expected" appeared on her face.
"You're actually in cahoots with the Senate, aren't you?"
"..."
However, the man in black seemed unwilling to waste time on this issue and remained silent as his response.
Then, he suddenly raised his left hand and pointed at Sai Fei'er, threatening in a low voice, "Hand over the fire... or die!"
"Tch, what a pathetic and boring guy, he's utterly uninteresting."
Seeing that the other party was not buying her verbal provocations at all, Sai Feier pouted and immediately lost interest in teasing her.
"I'm not kidding you anymore. The seamstress mentioned you to me—whether you're the Black Swordsman or the Fire Thief, whatever your name is."
A rare seriousness appeared on Sai Fei'er's face as she slowly said, "In short, if you want the fire seed, then take it by your own ability!"
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