Xingtie: My silly online friend is actually a raccoon!

Consciousness slowly rose from the abyss.

The first thing Lu Ze felt was a sharp phantom pain.

Tearing pain shot through my chest, abdomen, and limbs.

His nerves still remembered the feel of Benares's claw striking him, the crisp sound of his aura shield shattering, and the muffled sound of flesh being torn apart.

These memories were so vivid that his body twitched reflexively before he even opened his eyes.

Lu Ze suddenly opened his eyes, panting heavily.

Before the pupils could focus, all that was in the field of vision was a blurry expanse of light and shadow.

As the light and shadow gradually became clearer, he could see that two little girls' faces were looking down at him, hanging upside down above his field of vision, one on the left and one on the right, like two small animals quietly crouching beside their prey.

Celine. And another child I don't know.

Lu Ze's mind was still stuck in the illusion, his memory cut off at the moment the dragon's claw fell.

He didn't know how he survived, nor why all the wounds from the dragon claws had disappeared.

But none of that matters right now; what matters is that Benares behind us could launch another attack at any moment.

There are also two children here.

Lu Ze scrambled to his feet.

The movement was too fast and pulled on the muscles on his side, a sharp pain shot up, but he couldn't care less.

He used both hands to tuck the two children under his arms, one on each side.

The sleeves of his white coat were pulled up as he stood up, and although it was a bit of a struggle to carry two eleven or twelve-year-old girls, he didn't care. He held them firmly and prepared to rush towards the door.

Bella, trapped under her left arm, froze completely.

Her body was sandwiched between Lu Ze's arms and ribs in an extremely ungraceful position, her legs dangling in the air, her long, pale purple hair hanging down and sweeping the ground.

Confusion first appeared in her light blue eyes.

She was only a few days old and had a very limited understanding of human behavior, but her instincts told her that being held like a piece of cargo was definitely not normal treatment.

Immediately afterwards, confusion turned into anger.

Bella suddenly struggled and broke free from Lu Ze's arms.

When she landed, her toes lightly touched the ground, her movements clean and swift, a stark contrast to her disheveled appearance when she was being swayed and jostled.

After regaining her footing, she immediately took two steps back to distance herself from Lu Ze, tilted her head back, and glared at him coldly.

"Human, you have gone too far."

Bella's voice was as cold as a knife just pulled from ice water.

She enunciated each word with more force than before, as if each word was deliberately chewed up before being spat out, and her tone was still slightly stiff.

"Hurry up and put Her Majesty down."

After saying that, she reached out to take Xilin from his arms.

Sirin raised her golden eyes, glanced at Bella, and gestured for her to stop.

Bella's movements froze in mid-air; her hand hung there, unable to move forward or backward.

The cold anger on her face turned back to confusion. Her brows furrowed slightly, and her lips moved as if she were chewing on an instruction she couldn't understand at all.

"Your Majesty, what is this...?"

Her tone was full of confusion.

She didn't understand what she had done wrong.

This human is being disrespectful to Her Majesty the Queen, clamping her in such a rude manner. This is offensive and should be stopped.

She felt her judgment was correct. But why wouldn't the Queen let her take action?

Celine did not answer Bella's question.

She remained quietly held under Lu Ze's right arm, her long, dark purple hair disheveled on his sleeve, her body limp and unyielding, like a docile kitten.

Sirin withdrew her gaze from Bella, then tilted her head back and looked at Lu Ze's face with her golden eyes.

"Big brother."

Her voice suddenly became sweet, completely different from her previous indifference.

Her voice carried a touch of childlike playfulness, like a girl next door being affectionate with her elders.

She tilted her head, her long, deep purple hair swaying gently with the movement, and a sweet smile curved her lips.

"Do you want to play the escape game again?"

Lu Ze's body suddenly stiffened.

Even if he was slow to realize it, he understood completely at this moment—Sirin had already completed her transformation into a Herrscher, and the other girl next to her was most likely Benares.

He slowly and carefully released his right arm and placed Celine back on the ground, as gently as if he were placing a fragile object.

But only he knew that cold sweat was pouring down the back of his neck.

Xilin landed steadily, stood calmly, and even tidied her long hair that had been messed up.

Lu Ze straightened up and quietly pressed his back against the wall.