87. Who Has the Correct View on Love?
A chilling sensation washed over Ajin.
This statement was completely unlike the cute little girl from before.
The stark contrast made it impossible for Ajin to reconcile the two girls into one.
But at this point, having been exposed, he could only tell the truth.
But before Ajin could speak, White Miry continued:
“Whoever it is, please stop this behavior. Liya and I have a very good relationship.”
“Lord Azure Scale is very concerned about your recent state, especially with the upcoming battle against the Shadow of God. It’s only natural to be concerned about a subordinate’s condition. And I’m very concerned about the outcome of the battle between Liya and the Beast King.”
Hearing that it was Reina’s request, White Miry calmed down considerably.
She was like a bristling white cat, and now she had instantly become quiet.
“If it’s her, then there’s no problem. Sister Reina is a gentle and kind dragon, just as kind as Liya.”
For a moment, Ajin didn’t know what to say.
He always felt that White Miry was treating him differently. No, could it be that she just disliked him?
Ajin chuckled wryly. Now he wasn’t someone who cared about such things.
“Do you think Sister Liya can win?” White Miry suddenly asked.
“I think she’s destined to lose.”
Ajin took out a tin box from his coat pocket, which contained his treasured cigars. He took one out and put it in his mouth.
Suddenly, a few snowflakes landed on the cigar. Just as he was thinking that lighting it would be a difficult task, White Miry blew a breath, and a ghostly blue flame instantly lit the cigar.
Although he was grateful, Ajin’s eyes still widened in surprise.
“Why do you think Sister Liya will lose?” White Miry asked.
“Actually, I was quite surprised at first.”
Ajin looked at the two fighting. In a flash of lightning, the golden rings and the katana clashed, creating countless sparks, the sound like thunder, making the audience’s blood boil, and they began to shout loudly.
“She’s doing well to be able to fight Kritz like this. Of course, the Beast King isn’t willing to use his hidden [treasures].”
“Besides strength, their techniques and speed are on a different level. Although it can’t be called toying with her, he is definitely at ease.”
While they were talking, Liya was sent flying dozens of meters by the Beast King. She barely managed to stabilize herself, but the next second, the other party transformed into lightning and pursued her. If she hadn’t leaped into the air to dodge the attack, the match would have been over.
“I believe Sister Liya will win.”
“Why?”
Ajin smiled, exhaling a puff of smoke. The fox-folk girl behind him frowned and took a few steps forward:
“So, you believe in hope? I used to think so, but looking at you now, you seem to be the type who is rational to the extreme… In my opinion, Liya has no reason to win.”
“Because Sister Liya isn’t fighting to win, but to show me,” White Miry retorted.
“What?”
Ajin was a little confused. He could understand every word she said, but he just couldn’t understand her meaning. For a moment, he couldn’t tell if White Miry was a rational pretender or an emotional lost soul.
The two’s attention shifted back to the arena.
The Beast King’s lightning was like a blade. If not dodged in time, each blow would leave a cut on the opponent. Although the battle seemed evenly matched, Liya had various injuries on her shoulders, forearms, and calves. Among them, the wound on her shoulder was particularly shocking, bleeding profusely, a painful sight.
Ajin seemed to have understood something.
But at the same time, he didn’t understand anything.
Suddenly, the speed of the two on the training grounds accelerated to the extreme, transforming into two afterimages in the eyes of an ordinary person.
With a few roars from the collision of magic, the cheers subsided, and everyone held their breath, waiting for the thrilling moment of victory.
And the two’s movements, under the fading pink magic and lightning, stopped, frozen in place.
—The katana was pointed at Kritz’s neck, a hair’s breadth away.
—Kritz’s uppercut was stopped at Liya’s chin, just inches away.
Suddenly, the Beast King relaxed first. He took Liya’s wrist and raised it high.
“I declare the match over—!”
“The winner is Shining Scale!!!”
Instantly, under Ajin’s astonished gaze, all the orcs and beastmen cheered.
“Good—!”
“Oh, oh, oh—!”
“Well fought!”
They didn’t seem to care about winning or losing. They were actually cheering because the Beast King had lost?
“Hahaha, I, Kritz, admire an opponent like you! You’re very strong! I can see the hundredfold training you’ve undergone!” the Beast King cheered for Liya again.
No…
They all knew, with the full knowledge of both sides’ true combat power, the final victory was just a praise of honor and the virtue of martial arts.
Everyone knew that Liya was no match for the Beast King.
But for her to be the winner was the virtue of the battle.
If they continued, both would be injured. It was better for both to stop and fight another day.
Ajin was once again shocked by the cultural differences between the dragon race and the orcs. At least in terms of duels, the dragons’ “deathmatch” and the orcs’ “arena” formed a stark contrast.
“Sister Liya!”
White Miry, beside Ajin, rushed forward and carried the mentally exhausted Liya back. Ajin also tactfully stood up and made way for the two.
Liya was covered in wounds.
White Miry began to heal her with magic. Necromancy and life magic worked in similar ways. She began to use her warm magic power to heal Liya’s wounds.
“Sister Liya, it doesn’t hurt… how could you be so careless? I told you… you dummy sister.”
Immersed in the ghostly blue magic, Liya showed a satisfied expression that even Ajin had never seen.
“White Miry… mmph… thank you…”
Seeing White Miry’s worried face, Liya’s smile grew warmer, and she even cupped White Miry’s chin.
Ajin suddenly remembered the wounds from Liya’s training a few days ago, which seemed to have already healed.
Only now did Ajin finally discover…
The reason why Liya was doing this.
He was confused. He knew so little about this world.
And just then,
Under the mighty duel, a giant dragon streaked across the sky.
Her massive body transformed into a humanoid form before landing. Upon closer inspection, it was actually the Dragon King… and the Dragon Queen.
For dragons of this level, the entire world was probably just a plaything.
Just as Ajin thought it was a trip for the dragon couple, beside Reina and Calysia was actually Saintess Agnes! That human?
Reina greeted Ajin.
And Ajin stepped forward and decisively began to report the mission results.
“Lord Azure Scale, according to my observation, the two are indeed more in love…”
“But I always feel that no matter what, it’s an unhealthy love.”
“If you and the Dragon King can guide them with a correct view of love, there might be a good turn.”
Reina suddenly felt helpless. She had just come to see the battle between the Four Kings and Shining Scale, but she didn’t expect the battle to be over.
Hearing Ajin’s words, Reina almost laughed in exasperation.
She remembered what Calysia had said to her before.
—Are you sure we have a correct view of love?
But just then, Calysia wrapped her arms around Reina’s waist and protected her with her dragon wings.
“You’ve worked hard. I’ll teach them what a correct love is~”
Ajin, you asked the wrong people about this