Chapter 414

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Chapter 414: My Devil

Alena was sent away.

She agreed to the previous request without hesitation.

There was nothing to say. If Bai Wei hadn’t noticed something strange in the little girl’s eyes, that would have been unusual.

Guan Ling looked at him the same way, but she could never accept it so calmly.

Aunt and niece, foster mother and daughter… What kind of plot was this? Stay calm, my friend from the neon internet.

After saying goodbye to Alena, a group of unexpected guests arrived.

The door behind Bai Wei symbolized a gateway to the outside world. For some intruders from Broken Paradise, it represented a strong allure and the chance to regain freedom.

The remnants gathered in groups.

The sanctuary collapsed, and the remnants felt that they were free to leave. They rushed to this place, eager to seize the exit of the heavenly fragments.

But standing in their way was the gold, and if they wanted to leave, they had to sacrifice themselves.

After Bai Wei killed over a dozen or twenty, even the ancient god remnants realized it was impossible. They chose to disperse one by one.

If necessary, Bai Wei could simply close the portal and walk away. The remnants would have no way to stop him.

After all, in the chat group, without the owner, anything could happen, and the administrators had total control.

Some of the remaining remnants indicated that they would submit themselves if they could leave this spooky place.

Bai Wei straightforwardly said, “Since you’ve submitted, I command you to stay here and lie down. Perhaps, when needed, I might let you out for some fresh air, but most of you will stay here to retire.”

Most of the remnants in Broken Paradise were dangerous individuals, but those left here were not entirely useless. Some could be recruited for future use, while others could be used for training soldiers. There’s plenty of time; no need to hurry.

This fragment was like having a Dust Song Bottle in hand, with a palace from the depths of the abyss stuffed inside it.

In the future, even when going out, there would be no need to cover oneself under a small blanket by the bridge.

There were advantages, but what about the disadvantages?

The disadvantage was that it would offend the Sacred Religion. Once the Supreme Will awakened, they would definitely come to demand this fragment of paradise.

As time passed, minute by minute, in the final few minutes of the countdown, the majority of people were sent out of Broken Paradise.

Bai Wei also saw Crouching Tiger bring back the three girls. It wasn’t necessary to take them in, but guiding those who had awakened from the paradise illusion to leave would take more time. Besides, it was the last part, so it was more reassuring to witness it firsthand.

He had now lost his golden emperor-like appearance and returned to the ordinary look of a person from the Ming Country.

“Brother!” Yagyū Simozi rushed over and suddenly slammed the brakes. She thought to herself, That was close, I almost hugged him.

Bai Wei gently rubbed his sister’s hair and said, “I saw Guan Ling earlier; she had already gone back ahead of us.”

Only then did Yagyū Simozi feel relieved and say, “That’s good… Is she fine? Wait, am I fine?”

“I feel a bit lighter,” Bai Wei thought to himself. He might be a bit anemic since he had been bitten a few times, but it should be fine. Regular blood donation is beneficial and harmless.

Hatsurai Wagaizuma said, “What should we do with that dragon? It’s so big, we can’t move it!”

This girl was still thinking about the ancient dragon’s body. She wanted to take the skin and scales from it to attach to her guitar, adding a bit of magic.

“Let’s go back first,” Bai Wei pointed to the teleportation gate.

“No need to rush, the performance is already too late.”

“There are high tides during the grey tide. Once the high tide is over, we can’t go back.” Bai Wei asked, “Are you planning to stay here forever?”

Hatsurai Wagaizuma shook her head repeatedly. She was the first to approach the teleportation gate. “Then I’ll go back first. When I go back, don’t leave yet. Even if there’s no one else, I want to sing a song for you, as a way of saying thank you.”

Bai Wei’s body trembled, “Please don’t sing that song!”

“Just sing, just sing!” Hatsurai Wagaizuma waved her hand and disappeared through the teleportation gate.

“Now it’s your turn, my sister.” Bai Wei reminded. “Go back early, find Guan Ling, don’t let your body be divided.”

“Brother, aren’t you coming back with me?”

“I still have some things to do,” Bai Wei said.

“Come back soon.” Yagyū Simozi reluctantly approached the door, but she had no choice. She had to go back and take care of her own body.

After Yagyū Simozi left, only Michelle remained.

Before, Michelle had already said goodbye to Yagyū Simozi, and now her expression was unusually fresh and obedient.

When Bai Wei saw Michelle, without a second thought, he first strangled Honest Feather and tossed the feathers to the side.

He clapped his hands and said, “Alright, what do you want to say?”

Now he didn’t need these enhancements anymore… honesty? Honest my foot!

“No, I don’t.” Michelle shook her head with a surprisingly relaxed expression and no intention of questioning further. “I don’t have anything else to ask.”

Bai Wei felt that something was out of the ordinary.

It is said that when things become abnormal, there must be something supernatural.

He wanted to discover some clues, but Michelle simply took out Honest Feather and said, “I don’t have any doubts anymore.”

The feathers emitted a soft white light, confirming that she was telling the truth.

Bai Wei secretly thought, It seems like I’ve been deceived in a blurred way.

However, what does this matter have to do with Black Rose?

Without questioning, Michelle’s turn to feel puzzled, even though Black Rose should have disappeared in history by now. Is there still someone maintaining it?

This organization was created by Bai Wei himself. After the empire’s downfall, it lost its purpose of existence. If it reappears in the present, after five hundred years, what principles does it operate on?

In case it betrays the powerless class, then…

Bai Wei’s thoughts wander a bit. He looks at Michelle with a hint of confusion but decides not to ask about it now. He will clarify it later instead of rushing.

Michelle walks up to him and extends her hand, “Mr. White, can we shake hands?”

Bai Wei fulfills her small request, “Of course we can.”

Their palms touch, fingertips against the palm.

Bai Wei saw Michelle’s smile slowly spreading, her eyes curving into crescents, making her beautiful eyes even more lively.

She held his hand and didn’t let go, holding it tightly.

Hands are actually a direct extension of touch, able to feel the heartbeat frequency through fingertips, able to sense the temperature of the skin, able to caress the soft flesh and the outline of the bones in the palm. A simple handshake doesn’t evoke any feelings, just a polite social gesture, like cats grooming each other. But if the touch lasts too long, this handshake can seem a bit ambiguous.

“Mr. Bai’s hand feels a bit cold,” Michelle said.

“After all, it’s winter outside,” Bai Wei replied.

“Maybe Mr. Bai is not enthusiastic enough?” Michelle asked with a light laugh, her eyes shining with a strange light.

“Enthusiasm and passion are two different concepts. If someone is passionate, perhaps they are not far from death. On the other hand, even the coldest man has a warm heart,” Bai Wei made a dry joke.

“But my hand is very warm.”

“Dragonborn’s body temperature is slightly higher than that of ordinary people because you are constantly burning subcutaneous fat,” Bai Wei paused for a moment before continuing, “Also, your heart rate is a bit fast.”

“Sorry…” Michelle lowered her gaze. “I can’t control myself.”

Her other hand, free from the flames, pressed against her chest, and her heartbeat was clearly audible.

“It’s my first time spending such a long time with someone of the opposite sex.”

She revealed a shy smile, and her fair skin appeared slightly flushed, like clouds tinged with the hues of a sunset.

“Can you let go now?” Bai Wei’s tone was natural. “You’re gripping too hard.”

Michelle reluctantly released her grip, feeling her breath grow hot. Just as she was about to speak, a few centimeters of dragon’s flame spurted out. Hastily closing her mouth, she covered it with her hand.

Bai Wei looked at the awkward little girl, accustomed to her various clumsiness. “You need to cool down, go back early, take a cold shower, and then get a good night’s sleep. Forget about the unpleasant things.”

Michelle nodded softly, then took a step towards the teleportation gate.

The conversation ended silently with mutual understanding.

Bai Wei saw her pass by without looking back or waving goodbye. He heard the sound of footsteps, and the girl walked a few more steps before suddenly stopping.

Right after that, there was a series of quick steps. His back suddenly felt heavy, as a warm, even hot body pressed against him. A bag of flames rested on his back, deforming with the pressure, and a pair of little hands wrapped around him, hugging his waist.

A gentle and cautious voice trembling from behind.

“Sorry…” she said, “I couldn’t control myself.”

“Finally, I see you, my…”

“Mr. Devil.”