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In the blink of an eye, only Qiong and Xi'er remained.
Seele obediently placed her slender, soft hand gently into Qiong's outstretched palm, and murmured to herself:
"Let's go, Brother Qiong."
The main thing is to let the eyes see the white light behind the body.
By taking the initiative to turn a normal hand-holding into an interlocking of fingers, Qiong Xier threw control back to Bai hope. Sensing the inlay and the warmth of her large hand, Bai hope's cute little face blushed slightly.
Sure enough, it's double the experience, and seeing the woman's natural shyness is the best part!
……
On the 1000th floor, in the hotel lobby, the ball had already begun.
Melodious orchestral music filled the air as elegantly dressed guests twirled and glided gracefully on the gleaming floor.
The air was filled with the subtle aroma of fine champagne, the rich scent of women's perfume, and a slightly affected, reserved air that belonged to high society.
Qiong swirled the wine glass in her hand, the chilled iced tea, comparable to Guojiao liquor, flowing and swirling within, creating brown ripples.
This is a limited edition item produced using a synthesis machine!
It doesn't offer any special benefits; its main focus is on preserving the original flavor.
Tilt her head back and down the remaining black tea in one gulp. Qiong then composed herself, her left hand elegantly clasped behind her back. She leaned slightly forward and extended her right hand toward the elfin-like girl beside her, her gaze focused and gentle.
"This lovely lady, who is as lovely as an angel, would I have the honor of dancing with you?"
"Hey!"
In front of everyone, Bai hope was invited so solemnly by Qiong. Her face, which was originally sipping her drink, instantly turned as red as a ripe cherry.
A blush quickly spread to her glistening earlobes. She was at a loss, almost turning into a steampunk goddess and evaporating on the spot.
"But... Brother Qiong, Xier... Xier can't dance."
Ignoring Hei hope's instigation in her mind, Bai hope's voice was barely audible.
[What are you afraid of? The three of us Seeles combined can't handle a dance? Let's go!]
Qiong Xier also joined in, stirring things up.
[Idiot, hurry up and say yes! You don't want your Qiong-gege to lose face in public, do you?]
Hei hope thought Bai hope was being too slow, so she forcefully took control of the body.
"Brother Qiong~"
A cunning glint flashed in her crimson eyes, and Hei hope's deliberately drawn-out tone carried a hint of ambiguous allure. She gently placed her hand in Qiong's palm, her fingertips tracing the surface almost imperceptibly.
"This is Seele's first time~ We must guide Seele gently and carefully~"
Can the Azure, who is Seele, be fooled by a mere Black Seele?
He smiled calmly, took the hand of the girl with one body and three souls, and stepped into the center of the dance floor where light and shadow flowed.
Qiong was intently teasing the adorable little Xi'er.
Until, a figure, like a quiet violet, quietly bloomed at the edge of the dance floor.
The first thing that catches the eye is a pair of beautiful, curvaceous legs encased in deep purple pantyhose.
A beam of dim light slanted down, casting a convex silhouette on the floor, silently proclaiming the owner's impressive figure.
A violet veil, styled like that of a fortune teller, gently draped over the woman's cascading purple hair, adorned with delicate starlight and intricate lace, adding a hazy and alluring touch to her exquisite face with its mysterious smile.
The woman who remembers whom Himeko met.
Qiong had far less information about black swans than Huang Quan did.
Following the black swan's gaze, Qiong looked over and saw Yomi sitting alone in the shadows, quietly waiting for Mei.
When Qiong saw the black swan's full red lips subtly outline a meaningful smile, he narrowed his eyes slightly.
……
I've been watching her for a long time.
In this world of dreams, people flock to it, eager to grasp at illusions that are unattainable in reality.
They were so engrossed in the dream web meticulously woven by their family that they were willing to forget their troubles and even the inevitable illusion that was about to vanish.
But she's different.
She seemed so out of place in the ballroom; all the glamour was blocked by something invisible, making it impossible to truly reach her.
Pinocene, undercurrents are stirring.
The watchmaker's legacy, like a giant magnet, attracts countless visitors.
For example, me, a rememberer from the Flowing Light Memory Court.
For example, there's her, a mysterious 'sea patrol ranger'.
And them.
The black swan's gaze glided lightly across the center of the dance floor, to the young couple dancing gracefully—the lively, nameless guest, and the girl in his arms who possessed strange spiritual fluctuations.
Further away, there was another equally mysterious sea patroller, whose name seemed to be Raiden Mei.
I can sense that these people all possess extremely precious memories that even the Flowing Light Memory Court has never recorded.
That is a unique treasure!
A treasure that no one who remembers can resist!
The stage at Pinocchio is getting more and more crowded, and in this grand show, lies are destined to be the lines of every actor.
But memory doesn't lie.
So, I took action.
In this dreamlike realm built from pure memories, 'wanderers' and 'nameless travelers' will become delicacies worth appreciating in the eyes of those who remember.
Now, it's time to extend the first invitation.
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The black swan, her long legs encased in black pantyhose, walked up to Huang Quan, who was sitting alone in a booth, and parted her red lips slightly:
"Are you waiting for someone?"
Huang Quan slowly raised his eyelids and nodded.
"Well... before the person you're waiting for arrives, would you like to dance with me?"
The black swan extended an invitation.
Huang Quan's eyes were innocent. After a two-second silence, he placed his hand on it.
The soothing and gentle sound of a violin began at just the right moment, light and beautiful, just like the two people's dance steps.
This was her first invitation tonight.
A 'sea patrol knight', full of mystery, somewhat noble, and a bit dull.
Pinocchio's party attracted many people: the company, the Star Train, the Fool, the Memory Court... and the Annihilation Gang of Destruction.
They were supposed to keep their appointment.
but.
Lord Hades is dead.
He and his descendants will never attend the banquet again.
The culprit was this beautiful 'rogue'.
let me see……
What did you do?
The hunter, who had been plotting for a long time, finally revealed his weapon at this moment.
It wasn't for killing or harming, but simply to satisfy an irresistible curiosity within myself.
The memory material filling the space resonated almost imperceptibly, allowing the black swan to invade the 'Ranger's' memories.
Then, she saw it.
The Grand Duke of Hellfire has cracked, literally cracked.
A shattered body, drifting debris and embers.
Behind the raging flames and the remains of corpses, stood a white-haired, red-eyed 'wanderer'.
Those demonic vertical pupils seemed to gaze at the black swan across time and space.
"..."
Black Swan suddenly had a bad feeling.
"Excuse me, are you asking me something?"
The chilling memories, carrying an all-pervasive void, swept in, instantly engulfing the black swan in a dark tide, crashing it into the turbulent currents beneath the surface.
The black swan's pupils trembled violently.
Cloth!
These are memories I shouldn't be touching!
This woman is definitely not a sea patrolman!
run!
Run!
The chilling memories, carrying an indescribable malice, swept over her. She was no longer curious about what was in Huang Quan's memories; all she wanted now was to escape!
She really wanted to escape.
But there's no escaping it~
Beneath the deep sea of memory, Crimson transforms into a python, coiling around the frantically struggling swan. Her feathers are plucked, her muscles torn, her blood frozen, and her very existence robbed. The more she struggles, the more intense the pain becomes.
The deeper you fall into the abyss, the more meaningless everything seems.
A slithering python devours a swan's bone, a cheetah preys on a fawn, and a black bear bites a white rabbit.
Shark attack, spider entanglement, cage plant trapping flies...
To die!
To die!
To die!
Just as the black swan was about to be swallowed by nothingness, Huang Quan withdrew this power.
As the music ended, the black swan, whose body was frozen in the image of being held by the waist by Huang Quan and leaning backward, suddenly opened her eyes, her full chest heaving violently.
"The Annihilation Gang...who are they?"
Huang Quan, with an indifferent expression, asked a question.
Black Swan: "?"
Gazing at the dazed beauty in his arms, Huang Quan waited a while without receiving a reply, then politely helped her up and turned back to his original seat to continue waiting.
"Huh...huh..."
The black swan was left standing there, panting heavily.
"The empty deep sea is filled with the corpses of the drowned. What... what exactly is she?"
The whisper carried a lingering sense of unease.
The black swan's steps were slightly unsteady, and it almost fled towards a secluded booth.