Han Sen felt something very powerful coming his way. His body leaned back reflexively, trying to get away from it. The blonde girl leaped on top of him.
Miss Mirror didnât move as the girl jumped and wrapped her arms around Han Senâs neck, her weight slamming into his chest and taking him to the ground. They both became entangled, just as the fifth picture on the screen had shown.
Han Sen had prepared himself for the inevitable fight, and as they fell, Han Senâs eyes started to turn white as he summoned his super god spirit body.
âBig brother... Wanâer has been waiting for you to come back!â The blonde girl was riding Han Sen hard, and she now wore a beautiful smile. She clutched his face, lowered her head, and kissed Han Sen on the forehead.
Han Sen was stunned. He didnât know what was going on, but the glowing white in his eyes started to recede.
Han Sen was still trying to summon his super god spirit body, but it vanished after the girl kissed him.
Something else disappeared, too; the blonde girlâs golden light rapidly faded into nothing. The blonde hair that had shone like a sun was now like a fire that had been extinguished. It darkened until she had a full head of black hair. Even her golden pupils were now as dark as ink.
âI can finally be with big brother again.â Wanâer pulled herself back upright, sitting on Han Senâs chest. She looked at Han Sen with her beautiful smile.
That sweet and happy smile made Han Sen freeze. At that moment, she looked so incredibly innocent.
The next second, her eyelids fluttered closed. She looked soft as she slumped down on Han Senâs chest, and a few seconds later, she lost consciousness.
âHey, hey. Lady, you have it wrong. Iâm not your big brother.â Han Sen shifted the girl who referred to herself as Wanâer, sliding his arms under her as he climbed back to his feet.
Her skin appeared smooth, and it was very soft. Han Sen could no longer feel her scary presence and power. Her lifeforce had dropped to a tiny fraction of what it had been. Now she was as weak as a commoner in this universe, or perhaps even weaker.
If Han Sen hadnât seen her transform with his own eyes, he never wouldâve imagined that this black-haired girl was the blonde girl who had taken out the deified Night Wind in a single blow.
Han Sen realized that the tattoo of the Nine-Life Cat on her back was now gone. The skin of her back was smooth and white as if the tattoo had never existed in the first place.
âWhat is going on?â Han Sen frowned. When he scanned the girl, he confirmed that she had passed out, but she was still alive. Her lifeforce was so low that it was concerning, however. It was hard to imagine how she had been able to blast out the scary power she had used earlier.
âLady, wake up!â Han Sen pressed his finger to her lips to see if she really was in a coma or if she was just pretending instead.
But he quickly pulled his finger back, startled. The girl Wanâer didnât wake up, and her pink skin was bleeding where Han Sen had pressed his finger, as if her skin was fragile and paper-thin.
Han Sen hadnât even used strength. With the strength she had previously demonstrated, there should have been no way for Han Sen to leave a mark on her body, even if he used his full strength. But he had just slightly tapped her lips, and now the skin was broken and bleeding. She was no longer what she had been when she first woke up.
âWhat is this? Whatâs going on with her?â Han Sen looked at the girl weirdly.
Miss Mirror eventually got back to her feet. She picked up the broken sword and tried to stab Lady Wanâer.
Han Sen tightened his arms around the girl and dodged. Miss Mirror directed a hard stare at him. âWhat are you doing? Now is the best time to kill her. If she wakes up and becomes that blonde b*tch again, we wonât be able to kill her. Then weâll be the ones to die.â
Han Sen frowned and looked at the girl. He had thought about doing this, as well.
He knew Miss Mirror was right. The girlâs body was like that of an average person right now. A random strike could kill her. This really was their best chance.
If she woke up and engaged her blondie mode, he and Miss Mirror would be unable to touch her. They might be in grave danger.
In the sixth picture, there were only two faceless people. That meant one of them was gone. If they didnât kill the blonde girl now, that meant one of them would have to die. What happened next might be a conflict between Han Sen and Miss Mirror.
Because of all these things, killing the girl really seemed like the best choice. It would certainly sort out many of their current troubles, and it could heighten their chances for survival.
But Han Sen still hesitated. What Wanâer said to Han Sen before she fainted made him think. He didnât think he was actually Wanâerâs big brother, but killing a girl who wasnât currently hostile and couldnât fight back was something Han Sen couldnât make himself do.
And there was one thing that really did nag at him. His super god spirit body was supposed to be invincible, but the girlâs power had been able to cancel its activation. He was really confused about what had happened there.
His super god spirit power hadnât been destroyed, just pushed back. Han Sen could activate the super god spirit body again, but the girl had done something that he had never experienced before. He cared deeply about what it could mean.
Miss Mirror knew what Han Sen was thinking. She lifted the sword and pointed it at the girl, saying, âDonât get fooled by what she said. She probably knew she couldnât last long, and thatâs why she said it. She wanted to give you a reason to keep her alive. Shouldnât you know that she isnât your real sister?â
âShe isnât my sister, but I canât do it.â Han Sen took off his jacket and covered the girlâs body.
The girl could have killed him, but she hadnât. Han Sen knew that things were not as Miss Mirror was saying.
âIf you cannot do it, then I will do it!â Miss Mirror growled.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âIâm sorry, but there is something I would like to ask her. Letâs decide once she has woken up,â Han Sen said as he held the girl.
âYou are a gentleman, but you seem to have forgotten what the sixth picture depicts.â Miss Mirror laughed darkly.
âI didnât forget. But you really donât think that can predict our future, do you?â Han Sen asked calmly.
âI donât know if it can predict our future, but everything predicted by the prior pictures came true. We have to be careful,â Miss Mirror said.
Han Sen knew Miss Mirror was correct. He sighed and said, âYou should just go. Let me handle this. I will continue to explore. Even if the prophetic picture is correct, it doesnât say that whoever isnât in the picture ends up dead.â
âYou and I have exchanged minds. You know what my personality is like.â Miss Mirror didnât move. She raised the sword and pointed it at the girl in Han Senâs arms.
Han Sen knew Miss Mirrorâs personality well. She was ambitious, and that ambition compelled her to control every scenario. She wouldnât allow others to dictate what course her future would take. Otherwise, she wouldnât have gone to the stone fields in the first place. She only had to send Han Sen, Night Wind, or even Red Cloud.
âMy Lady, canât you see that we are walking right into that prophecy?â Han Sen looked at Miss Mirror. He had never believed in the prophecy anyway.