Unspeakable bubbles

The administrator sighed softly as he looked at the contact book, which showed no new entries.

Bella, have you been exposed?

No, it must have been exposed.

I'm in danger myself too.

I want to leave, but I can't just leave like this.

Seven-Ring Tower, Unicorn Academy...

We'll teach you a lesson you won't forget!

“Miki Noboru must be recalled, and also, Toda Misato…” The manager revealed a chilling smile, as if she already had a good idea.

Section 260, Chapter 259: The Meeting

The Golden Horde of the Great Grasslands was the residence of Harbala Khan, a place where royal power converged.

Today is clearly an unusual day. The Khan has ordered the Kheshig army to form an honor guard, led by Commander Sukha, to welcome the distinguished guests.

Everyone was very curious, wondering which VIP had such great power that even the Khan took it so seriously.

Suhe was at the very front of the group, riding a horse, his expression shifting between light and shadow.

After waiting for a while, he finally saw a group of people on horseback galloping towards him in the distance.

"present!"

At a command, the Kheshig warriors drew their scimitars and rhythmically struck their shields.

Suhe greeted her with a smile: "Your Holiness, welcome."

"Thank you for your trouble, General." Tana asked calmly, "Is the Khan inside his tent?"

Hearing Tana address her father so coldly, Suhe frowned slightly.

He glanced at the people behind Tana and found that there wasn't a single priest from the Black Heaven Cult.

"The Khan has been waiting inside for Your Majesty. Please follow me."

On the way, Su He casually asked, "Holy Maiden, why are there no priests from the Black Heaven Cult accompanying you?"

"Isn't it enough that Tana has these brave warriors protecting her?"

Tana's simple words instantly brightened the spirits of the warriors from various tribes who had traveled a long way.

“Your Holiness is right.” Suhe chuckled dryly and said, “These warriors must be exhausted from escorting Your Holiness all the way. Why don’t you ask them to rest somewhere else first?”

Fearing that Tana would insist on having these warriors enter the tent, Suhe lowered his voice and explained, "Only the Khan and Prince Ashig are inside the golden tent. They haven't seen the Holy Maiden for many years, and perhaps they have some intimate things to say to you."

"Alright then." Tana's face was expressionless.

"Please, please." Su He stopped in front of the tent and gestured for him to enter.

Tana turned back and gave a few instructions to the warriors who were following her, then walked alone into the power center of the grassland.

"Hahaha, look who's back!"

Before Tana could say anything, she received a firm bear hug.

The middle-aged Khan of the grasslands, Harbala, was robust and had wolf-like eyes that inspired awe.

However, at this moment, Harbala, who was embracing his beloved daughter, showed no trace of the dignity of a Khan. He smiled with his eyes narrowed, looking exactly like a kind father.

"Tana, how long has it been since we last saw each other after we sent you to the Black Heaven Cult? Five, no, it's been seven years!"

"Great Khan, it has been seven years since we last met," Tana said calmly.

“Tana, we’re all family, why are you being so formal?” The eldest prince, who was following behind Harbala, spoke up at this moment. He frowned and said, “You should call him Father Khan.”

"..."

"Ashig, what are you saying to spoil the mood as soon as your sister gets home!"

Harbala scolded her, then released his embrace and said with a sigh, "Tana, your father knows you harbor resentment."

"But Father Khan had no choice at that time!"

"The Black Heaven Cult wields immense power on the grasslands, and some of their demands are so great that even Father Khan cannot refuse them."

"However, things are different now!"

Harbala looked intently at his daughter: "Your father has enough confidence now, and you have become the Holy Maiden of the Black Heaven Cult."

"As long as my daughter and I are of one mind, we can definitely eradicate this cancer on the grassland!"

"..."

Tana suddenly sneered: "Harbala, you are truly heartless and insane, how could you say such a thing to my face!"

The moment those words were spoken, the atmosphere inside the golden tent instantly plummeted to freezing point!

Halbala waved to stop Ashig from getting angry and retorted, "Insane? Is there anything wrong with what I said?"

"The Khwarazmian Church is the only church recognized by our Lord, and it is the holy religion of the grasslands."

“Harbala, though you are Khan, you cannot slander the Church like this,” Tana glared at Harbala. “Don’t forget, the Khans of the Steppe have always…”

"Throughout history, they have all been tools for that evil demon to rule the grassland people? Of course I haven't forgotten that."

Harbala's chest heaved as he stared coldly at Tana and said, "Bleeding, death, terror, oppression—that's all that He brought with Him when He descended upon the grasslands!"

“The worst thing is that even though He left long ago, the people of the grasslands are still spiritually enslaved by the Black God Cult.”

"The people of the grasslands are free, they are free!"

Harbala's eyes were bloodshot, and he clenched his fists tightly: "No matter who it is, they will not be able to enslave us again!"

Tana looked at him indifferently; at this moment, the grassland saintess appeared exceptionally cold.

"My daughter, wake up."

Harbala softened his tone: "Don't be fooled by the Black Heaven Cult's rhetoric. Think calmly, what exactly did the Great Black Heaven bring after it descended upon the grasslands?"

"The god we believe in is definitely not like that..."

“Enough!” Tana interrupted Harbala. “That’s enough.”

"If you utter another blasphemous word, I will make you pay the price right now!"

Harbala looked at her with disappointment: "Tana, you were so exceptionally intelligent when you were young, have you been brainwashed by the Black Heaven Cult now?"

"Harbala, the Black Cult will surely overthrow your tyranny."

"Don't forget, you are my daughter!"

"so what?"

"Fine, fine, fine!" Harbala laughed angrily, "It seems that sending you to the Black Heaven Cult was the biggest mistake I ever made in my life."

"This is probably the only thing I want to thank you for," Tana said earnestly.

"..."

"........."

"Tana, since you resent me so much, why did you come this time?"

Harbala stared at his daughter: "I won't beat around the bush with you. Given my current relationship with the Black Heaven Cult, it wouldn't be surprising if we went to war at any time."

"To be honest, I was really surprised when I heard that you were coming to visit."

"After all, you are my daughter, but more importantly, you are the Holy Maiden of the Black Heaven Cult."

Before meeting you, I was hoping that you had also seen through the true nature of Mahakala.

Harbala said self-deprecatingly, "Looks like I was really overthinking it."

"There's one thing I need to clarify."

Tana said calmly, "I have never held any resentment towards you for sending me to the Black Heaven Cult when I was a child. What I just said is the only thing I want to thank you for, and it wasn't said in anger."

"As for the purpose of my trip..."

Tana shook her head: "Although I'm now certain you'll never agree, I'll still try to persuade you one last time."

"Humph."

Harbala snorted coldly: "Although I know you're going to say something that will make me furious, I'm willing to listen because you're my daughter."

Section 261, Chapter 260: Neutral

"Hot spot disease".

Tana's casual remark caused Harbala to change color drastically.

"This disease is severe; many witch doctors are helpless against it."

Harbala said somberly, “I have decided to invite all the famous witch doctors on the grasslands to the Golden Horde so that they can work together to solve this problem of heat rash.”

"Oh?" Tana looked at him with a half-smile. "Do you really dare?"

"..." Harbala frowned.

"If a witch doctor can cure the heat rash, then everything will be fine, but what if all the witch doctors are helpless..."

"Will I still have to beg you then?"

Harbala looked at Tana mockingly: "I knew you bastards would have a way, no, maybe you're the ones who started this infectious disease!"

“You’re wrong. There’s nothing we can do about this illness.” For the first time, Tana showed a vulnerable expression in front of Harbala.

She said softly, "I have gathered the most powerful priests of the Black Heaven Cult, hoping that we can save those patients by pooling our strength."

"Who knew..."

"impossible!"

Before Tana could finish speaking, Halbala grabbed her shoulder.