Unable to repay my student loans, I had no choice but to work part-time as a demon hunter.

Later, Gordon finally returned to 9 Knight Road.

After promising to get engaged, Gordon finally felt a sense of security about his future.

He shook his head, putting aside the perfumed scents of the ball, the promising future, and the shock of the golden sun mask, and went home.

Vera and Eve were talking in the lobby on the first floor.

There was black tea and pastry crumbs on the coffee table, a gas lamp illuminated the patterned carpet, and newly commissioned files were piled on the desk next to it.

They seemed to be quite familiar with each other. Vera lay on the sofa, while Eve sat in the armchair next to her, chatting away.

"No matter what kind of dream it is, it all boils down to repression," Eve explained to Vera.

"Hmm." Vera bent one leg, put her hands behind her head, and turned to look at Gordon when she noticed him return.

"I'm back." Gordon returned from the unpredictable Luanna Ball, utterly exhausted. He slumped onto another green sofa with a mahogany backrest, feeling utterly drained.

"You're back just in time." Eve looked at Gordon. "I have something to tell you."

"If what you're talking about is work-related, then my timing is unfortunate. I have an announcement to make first: I'm getting engaged to Charlotte."

"Oh," Vera replied indifferently.

"Okay." Eve nodded.

"Why does it look so calm?"

"Charlotte is a good person." Vera wasn't particularly averse to Charlotte.

"And I am a scholar, so I maintain an experimental and open attitude," Eve explained.

"That sounds complicated."

"Let's get back to the main topic," Eve said, clearly more concerned with something else. "...The information from the Primal Knowledge Conference is quite clear: someone did indeed perform the Noble Destiny Ritual. One of the members is already investigating, and perhaps we'll find the culprit soon."

"That's great. If we can find any clues left by the killer, I'll be able to track him down."

"Yes, such rituals are inherently prone to leaving traces and an air of secrecy, making it impossible to do them flawlessly. However, the murderer may also be acting at the same time, tracking down the mermaid's whereabouts."

"So I will take her away from Lernim for a while."

"You do need to leave, mainly because of a bottle." Eve looked at Gordon's dress, which concealed a very deep bottle.

Which bottle are you referring to, this one?

Gordon took out the Deep Bottle and pulled the Void Flow Demon Sword from it. The hilt of the sword dragged a pool of seemingly harmless silver fluid, which he placed on the table and quickly melted like ice cream.

Eve's attention was completely focused on the bottle, which was eight centimeters in diameter but bottomless. She reached out and took it, examining it closely and turning it around in front of her eyes.

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[A very deep bottle. Hey, come out.]

"Incredible," she said, gazing into the depths of the bottle, where the space was even deeper than she had imagined. "Indeed, one of the purposes of the Primordial Knowledge Council was to find all things and crystals related to 'boundaries'."

"Savings money".

"Someone is trying to steal your bottle."

"Oh?" Gordon stood up. "Who? This person is already courting death."

"Gordon, the reason why weaving phase crystals are rare is because of their low production and the fact that a certain big merchant has been buying them up in bulk. The reason why boundary phase items are rare is because there will never be any more of them in the world. They are fixed. Once they are lost, they are gone. These things are too precious."

Gordon's heart skipped a beat.

This thing is really deep, and the clues are strange. What does it lead to, and what is hidden inside?

Although it's currently only used to store his sword, its internal space characteristic is indeed quite different from anything else he's ever seen before.

"So, did anyone at the meeting explicitly ask for it?" Gordon asked.

"Indeed, the chairman does not want any entity to escape the control of the meeting, and he may take action once the clues are clear."

"How strong is this student council president?"

“He’s very strong, Gordon, and he knows who I am.” Eve winked at Gordon. “Well, I know you won’t give it up willingly.”

"First, this doesn't fit my style. Second, it's not mine at all. I borrowed it with great effort and by spending two minor achievements. If he wants it, he can go and do good for the country himself." Gordon put the bottle back on his waist, but hid it even deeper.

"It's best to be careful and avoid a direct confrontation with the chairman at this stage. I'll see if there's anything suitable to conceal your presence and prepare one for you," Eve said, considering Gordon's feelings.

"It's alright, I've got it." Gordon took out the Gray Mist Mask that Luanna had given him, put it on, and opened his arms. "How is it?"

Eve and Vera were both taken aback.

Gordon's aura had completely changed. Even those who spent every day with him could not recognize him at all. They even felt that his physique and voice had changed completely and were very different from before.

This is truly a first-rate creation.

With Eve's insight, she also believed that this thing could help Gordon keep a low profile.

"Take it off, take it off." Vera didn't like it.

Gordon removed his mask and returned to normal.

"This is what allows you to navigate the hidden world." Eve nodded slowly.

They saw him, but could not remember him.

"This was given to me by Luanna. I saw quite a few things at that ball," Gordon said thoughtfully. "There was also a very powerful light mask, which Luanna bought at the auction. I have a feeling it would be great for you. I'll lend it out before we encounter our strongest enemy."

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"That was probably left behind by some immortal being. Even I would need greater power to control it. Anyway, you're going to leave the city by boat for a while, and I happen to be leaving as well."

"Where to?"

"Chasing after the source I want, completing some complicated rituals and tasks, you probably won't be interested in that."

"I'm really interested."

"You already have enough on your plate, there's no need to waste your energy on me," Eve said meaningfully. "Before I left, I also sent some research materials to Professor Winslow, and I will decipher the Logris ancient inscriptions from time to time, so your concerns won't be delayed."

"But I'm afraid something will happen to you, Eve."

Eve really liked that sentence.

“There’s no need, Gordon. I’m different from other people you know, and you should be able to sense it. I’m someone who pursues power, and sometimes I put power above other things.” Eve turned to look at Vera. “You have to protect him while I’m away.”

"Oh," Vera said lazily.

"However, I do have something to say to you privately, Gordon. Before I leave, I want to make some things clear to you. Vera, please give us some space."

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"Don't even think about it, you're in my house." Vera didn't move from the sofa.

"..." Eve paused for a moment, then had no choice but to speak to Gordon in front of Vera, "Those who truly dare to pursue power never hide their true intentions. Gordon Vick, I believe that a regular and stable intimate relationship helps a mortal maintain their attachment to the world on the path to ascension, or rather, an anchor of humanity."

"A very innovative theory."

"I discovered this through my observation of Vera. Given how often she's in a daze, if you weren't around, she would have fallen even deeper into depravity. Those whose abilities become too out of control turn into otherworldly demons walking among humans, suffering mental breakdowns and ultimately ending up being hunted down. I crave knowledge, but I absolutely do not want my own end to be like that."

"So you chose me?"

"Of course, as I said, this is entirely out of consideration for maintaining humanity."

Gordon could sense Eve's intention to package the matter in a more "noble" way.

When she said these things, she still looked him straight in the eye, her intentions were clear and there was no attempt to hide anything.

While others would give rings to express their love, Eve's feelings were packaged in her thesis proposal.

"No, that won't do. There are too many people now," Vera said clearly.

"So initially I didn't want you listening in, because you would misunderstand a lot of things."

"I didn't misunderstand anything; you're trying to squeeze in."

No, not at all.

"that is."

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"Believe me, my involvement will only improve your relationship, because as an outsider, I can correct many of the shortcomings in your relationship."

"What's lacking?" Gordon questioned.

"For example, the simplest thing you do every night, she is always too anxious, and you go with the flow. Over time, you gradually forget the new postures, the dynamic rhythms, and the most important prelude."

Vera savored the memory, thinking to herself, "Isn't this how it should be?"

You come in, then endlessly come in and out, and that's it.

But according to Eve, there seems to be another way in it.

"What else can we do?"

"You'll see once you try it yourselves."

"Where did you get all this technical knowledge from?"

"The book contains everything we need to understand the world, but changing the world requires your practice. Now I must prepare for my journey." Eve said goodbye to them and left.

Vera glanced at Eve's retreating figure, then at Gordon.

"What did she mean? Do you understand?"

"I understand a little bit."

When Vera saw Eve resting at the back of the hall, she pulled Gordon along and headed upstairs. They were perfectly in sync, and didn't bother to figure out what Eve meant.

"You believe her?" Gordon asked.

"I want to know what she meant, and what the intro was?"

"It's about delayed gratification."

"I don't understand."

"Try it and you'll see."

Unlike before, Gordon really put in some effort this time, and didn't get caught off guard by Vera's initial attack and combo.

He found a piece of cloth and blindfolded Vera.

"what."

"Reducing one sense will simultaneously increase the sensitivity of all other senses."

He slowed down his movements, not rushing into the usual routine. He started by kissing her, blowing air into her ear, and then searching for clues on her neck, waist, and lower belly to pinpoint the places where she was most impatient yet most reluctant to let Gordon go.

"Hurry." Vera's breathing quickened as she made repeated demands.

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Gordon used a string to suspend Vera in the air, circled her around his body, and then easily flicked it, causing the string to vibrate violently.

Each time the finger is turned, vibrations travel from all directions to the vulnerable spot, a location that Gordon had previously verified.

Vera's senses were clearly being stimulated, and she felt attacked from all sides; it was a really strange feeling!

"Oh...oh..."

"Let's start with half an hour," Gordon said, raising his finger at varying speeds.

Vera's mood shifted from agitation to distress, and from distress to an indescribable flutter of excitement.

Then came an endless longing, until she began to lose control slightly, and Gordon caught the first wave of water. Only then did he seize the opportunity, taking advantage of the moment when she was still convulsing, at her most vulnerable and vulnerable stage.

Enter!

Gordon gasped, and Vera's eyes widened. She sensed that although Eve's motives were suspicious and her speech was incomprehensible, what she said made sense.

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