Chapter 39
W-wait a minute. I touched my beet-red cheeks, feeling embarrassed. Did I just say something really perverted?
Lian Qi gave a light cough and avoided my gaze. Uu…! Can she not react like that? The more she does, the more it makes me look like a pervert.
No, it’s not like that! “I’m going to kiss your chest now”—what I said really isn’t its literal meaning!
The real meaning is that Qifeng’s chest was wounded by the sword. Right now, she urgently needs me to use a kissing method to deliver my healing saliva to her wound. Can you understand that explanation?
Qifeng’s little face was crimson, and she looked at me with hazy eyes, saying, “Please, enjoy~”
Enjoy? Qifeng’s word choice is always so lewd. Added to that, she’s always so submissive in front of me, which makes me feel even more light-headed. Right now, her clothes are wide open. Her proud, ample chest looks like it can’t wait to break free from the confines of her underwear. In comparison, I’m so scrawny and weak.
Ahem. The bloodstains on her clothes are a constant reminder of how dangerous her situation is. I was really scared to death just now.
In any case, I can’t worry about that anymore. I leaned down and covered the wound on Qifeng’s chest with my mouth. …The wound was wider than my lips, so I could only cover one part first, then move down a little, cover another part, and move down a little again.
At first, when I covered it, there was a salty, metallic taste. …So this is Qifeng’s blood. Sucking blood into my mouth… I feel like I’ve become a vampire like Liluo.
My lips moved down a little further, covering the softest part of Qifeng’s body.
I am not thinking lewd thoughts! I am single-mindedly healing her wound! It’s all “Death’s Blade’s” fault for slashing there…
Qifeng lay on the ground, her arms spread open in a submissive, shy posture, letting out weak moans from her lips.
“Does it hurt?” I asked hurriedly.
“…It tickles.”
“Tickling means the wound is about to heal.”
“Ahem. Are you sure it isn’t ‘ticklish’ because you’re stimulating her?” Lian Qi said, turning her bright red face to the side.
“…I am not stimulating her! I am just—”
“I know, I know! No need to explain! I get it!”
“F-Fei’er, can I hug you?” Qifeng panted, asking me sweetly.
I nodded and continued to bury my head, covering her wound. Qifeng, on the other hand, wrapped her arms around my head, nearly suffocating me. Honestly, she clearly lost so much blood, how does she still have this much strength?
“Uu-.- Fei’er, if you molest my chest like this, will I become unmarriageable?”
“What kind of silly thing are you saying? I’m healing you.”
Even the person involved thinks I’m molesting her? I really couldn’t wash myself clean even if I jumped into the Lucerne River!
“W-while you’re at it, leave a mark on me, too? Please?” Qifeng said sweetly.
“I’m healing you, stop messing around. Can you please be serious?”
Lian Qi coughed lightly—“How is the battle going? I’ll go help.”
“You’re not staying here to protect me?”
…Lian Qi fell silent, and went back to standing with her back against the wall. I looked at her—she seems so tense and uneasy. What’s wrong?
Right then, Qifeng’s wound had completely healed, returning to smooth, delicate skin. I couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief. That’s great… I was worried it would leave a scar.
“Silly girl, you can get up now.”
“Eh? It’s over already?” What’s with that ‘I’m-not-finished-yet’ look on her face?.
“I feel like I could still treat…”
I stared at her, hesitating for a moment—“Never mind. Goodbye.”
Hmph. I got up and walked away.
“Don’t… don’t ignore me~”
Qifeng scrambled to her feet. Seeing her jumping around, I felt relieved. It seems the constitution of an M really is extraordinary, huh?
I ignored Qifeng and walked directly to Lian Qi’s side, tentatively nudging her with my elbow.
“Are you jealous?”
“Ha…? What would I be jealous of?” Lian Qi stared at me, looking very tense.
“You know I was just healing Qifeng,” I gave a weak smile. Thinking of my tear-streaked face, my smile probably wasn’t that bright.
“I said I’m not jealous… We’re all girls, why would I care about that kind of thing?”
Lian Qi’s gaze dodged mine, looking down at the hem of her clothes, then glancing toward the battle. In short, she just wouldn’t meet my eyes.
“Is the battle over? We didn’t manage to help at all this time.”
I realized that after spending so much time with me, Lian Qi has also learned to change the subject. Although I wanted to comfort her by saying that if she were injured, I would do the same, it’s too shameless to say out loud.
“…” I replied weakly. “Although we didn’t help in the battle, you helped me a lot, Lian Qi. Without you, I wouldn’t have known how to save Qifeng. Thank you.”
Lian Qi finally looked at me, a little tensely.
“Hmph. It was just a small thing, no need to thank me. Anyway, just know that my explosion magic isn’t just for exploding clothes.”
“Mhm! I know!” I revealed a smile.
“Let’s check the battle situation. I didn’t expect ‘Seven-Leaf Tree’ to ambush us first before trying to save their people.”
I admit, I was a bit distracted when I mentioned that Demon Lord earlier.
But although the opponent succeeded, “Death’s Blade” probably didn’t expect to be sent flying by my hammer, right? Which ultimately led to the current situation.
I looked toward the battle and saw the exact moment Sister Phylicia pulled her flame-condensed sword from the pink-haired girl’s chest!
The pink-haired girl fell to the ground. The battle was over.
“What a pity. You gambled your life, and in the end, you still couldn’t wound me in the slightest,” Sister Phylicia said coldly.
And so, the pink-haired girl, “Shadow Parasite Line” Le Gelei Si, had sacrificed herself to allow all the members of “Seven-Leaf Tree” to escape.
After the battle ended, Sister Phylicia came over to us.
“How is Qifeng?”
Although she’s merciless when slaying enemies on the battlefield, she cares about us very much. This made me feel a sense of warmth.
“Mhm, she’s already fine. Lian Qi broke ‘Death’s Blade’s’ magic curse,” I replied.
“Oh?” Sister Phylicia looked at Lian Qi with interest. “That’s even better for us.”
She then looked toward the empty execution racks. The flames on the racks still hadn’t burned out. The execution ground was a scene of devastation after the battle.
“It’s just a pity that we let them escape.”
“I’m sorry. We weren’t any help at all,” I said, ashamed.
“No… it’s good that you’re safe. You were just backup I brought along. If anything had happened to you, I wouldn’t have been able to explain it to Aijieliya.”
Mentioning Sister Aijieliya, I couldn’t help but recall that day in the palace hall, when Sister left, her back looking so sad and hurt because I didn’t listen to her.
I know I hurt Sister’s feelings. If she finds out Qifeng was injured, will she be even angrier at me?
“I’ll handle things here. You all go back and rest. Qifeng lost a lot of blood and needs to recuperate properly for a while,” Sister Phylicia said.
“Mhm. I’ll make her something nutritious when we get back.”
Sister Phylicia looked at the three of us and smiled slightly, walking past me.
“You all take good care of Qifeng, too.”
“Eh? Sister, you mean?”
“Leave the rest to me. The war with the assassination organization ‘Seven-Leaf Tree’ is not over yet.”
I gazed at Sister’s departing back, feeling a trace of melancholy. Does she mean she doesn’t want us to risk our lives anymore?
But… when I thought of the culprit who hurt Qifeng, “Death’s Blade,” still being at large, at that moment, I made up my mind.
After returning home, I settled Qifeng in bed to lie down, and instructed her and Lian Qi, “You two wait for me at home, okay? I’m going out for a bit.”
“Wait, where are you going?” Lian Qi asked worriedly.
My hand was on the doorknob. I turned my head and gave her a small smile.
“I’m going to get revenge for Qifeng.”
To avoid making Lian Qi worry, I added as I pulled the door open, “I’ll be back soon.”