People in the Alliance, Time Management Master

“My turn.” After enjoying herself for a while, Syndra suddenly grabbed Mu Bai’s hand. “It’s not fair to you if only I’m comfortable.”

"Hmm? You want to touch my head too?" Mu Bai chuckled, amused.

"Do not……"

The girl turned slightly, and her long, full legs were placed directly on the bed.

"I want... for you to rest your head here..."

This is... a lap pillow?!

Where did this girl learn that? It shouldn't be possible... How would she know such lewd things?

Mu Bai swallowed nervously, his eyes fixed on those two alluring white legs, feeling as if ants were crawling all over his body.

Seemingly sensing his confusion, Syndra stammered, "Actually... I know you often peek at my legs... so I thought you'd like it..."

"..."

Don't you like it?

“This isn’t a matter of liking or disliking…” Mu Bai forced himself to focus his gaze on the girl’s face rather than her legs. “A lap pillow is a very serious matter; you can’t just give it to anyone else.”

"I didn't just give it to anyone else; I only gave it to you."

"..."

"You pat my head, and I'll let you rest your head on my pillow for a while. Isn't that fair?"

"..." That makes so much sense, Mu Bai was speechless.

“Don’t worry about it, it’s fair.” Syndra smiled slightly and leaned closer. “If you don’t use it as a pillow, it’s disrespectful to me.”

Looking at those incredibly beautiful long legs, Mu Bai couldn't find a reason to refuse.

Then I have no choice but to respectfully comply.

He slowly moved his body and lay down on it with mixed feelings.

The feel... is even better than I imagined. Firm yet soft, smooth yet elastic, it's top-notch in both appearance and touch.

The sparrows ate comfortably.

"Do...do you like it..." Syndra's face turned completely red, but she still insisted on pretending to be calm.

Mu Bai nodded in agreement.

From his current angle, behind his head are alluring long legs, in front of his eyes are proud breasts, and to the side is the legendary absolute territory... Perfect.

The ambiguous atmosphere gradually intensified, and the scent of hormones filled the not-so-spacious room, stirring Syndra's fragile heartstrings.

She wanted to take things further, but she knew that being too overtly obsequious would seem cheap.

Well, this is fine...

"Don't move around, and don't look around..." The girl blushed and placed her soft little hand on the other person's forehead. "This is fine..."

"Okay, whatever you say." Mu Bai smiled and replied, taking the small hand in his and interlocking their fingers.

The thick, warm sensation traveled upwards from her fingertips, penetrating into the girl's mind.

If before I liked this feeling, now it's become an dependence, something indispensable.

I truly hope... we can hold hands forever...

"Thank you, Mu Bai..." Syndra suddenly said thank you, her beautiful eyes glistening with tears, "Thank you for being willing to stay with me..."

"You're here again... I told you, there's no need to be polite."

Mu Bai reached out and touched the girl's flawless cheek, trying to make his voice sound as gentle as possible:

"Because I feel relaxed and happy when I'm with you, 'companionship' is a two-way street."

"Hmm~" Upon hearing this, Syndra smiled brightly, revealing a childlike demeanor:

"I like Mu Bai the most..."

Chapter Fifteen: Syndra: You Can Go Any Further

"Bolton has written!"

A sharp shout shattered the morning's tranquility.

Irelia remained in a meditative posture, opened her eyes, and looked out the window. The plains of Navori were still beautiful, and the wounds inflicted by the war were gradually healing, which brought her comfort.

"Bolton! It's a letter from Bolton!" A boy of about eleven or twelve years old pushed open the door, his face tense, holding a letter marked with the seal of Navoli Province.

“Hey, keep your voice down!” another, older one—perhaps his older brother—scolded.

"Oh... I'm sorry..." The child gently tapped his head, then slowed his pace and respectfully presented the letter to the girl who was sitting cross-legged on the futon.

"It's a letter from Bolton, Sister Irelia—"

“You should be called the leader!” the older child corrected again.

Irelia gave a gentle smile and waved her hand. "No need to get bogged down in those meaningless formalities."

The two children nodded hurriedly, looking somewhat flustered.

They knew all too well how great this girl, who was only a few years older than them, was—at fourteen, she traversed the battlefield and severed the arm of the enemy leader; at fifteen, she became the leader of the Navoli resistance; and over the years, she led her men to victory in countless battles.

At just sixteen years old, he has achieved such unparalleled success.

"I received the letter. You can go back now. Thank you." Irelia smiled helplessly at the two children's reserved appearance.

"Hmm!" The older child bowed deeply, then led the younger child away. The way he carefully closed the door made Irelia chuckle again.

The girl stared at the exquisite letter, knowing without even opening it that it must contain good news.

If the mission fails, they won't have the time or inclination to spend time on the envelope.

It seems that the island of Philol will soon be reclaimed... She thought happily, Ionia will eventually achieve a just victory!

Is there any good news?

Another sound rang out, but this time it came from inside the house, not outside.

Irelia turned her head and smiled as she watched the beautiful woman with light chocolate-colored skin walk towards her.

Darha Karma – the physical symbol of the Ionian spiritual tradition.

"There probably is. Can you take a look for me?"

“This might not be in accordance with the rules,” Karma said, sitting cross-legged on the futon next to him. “As the leader, you should be the first to read the battle reports.”

“There’s no one else here,” Irelia laughed.

"That's not OK."

"Don't be so stubborn... I'm meditating right now and can't free my hands for a moment."

"Your excuses are always irresistible." Karma shrugged helplessly, her dark eyes, gleaming with intelligence, glancing at the other person a few times.

Enviable skin... so white and smooth, heaven knows how she maintains her beauty while working out so hard.

And that soft, boneless body, it's truly amazing...

"Why are you looking at me while reading a letter?" Irelia rolled her eyes as she felt the scrutinizing gaze.

“I’m thinking…” Karma said as she opened the envelope, “who will be so lucky as to marry you?”

"Stop, I don't want to discuss such boring topics."

"Heh, do you also want to grow old alone in the Hall of Eternity like me?" Karma chuckled, pulling a parchment from the envelope.

Irelia pursed her lips, remaining noncommittal. "You'd better read the letter quickly."

The private chatter ended there, and Karma began to read the letter carefully.

The letter wasn't very long, only two pages long, but its contents greatly shocked her, and her expression changed several times.

"What's wrong?" Seeing her friend's expression, Irelia couldn't help but feel anxious. "Did the mission fail?"

"No, the mission was a great success, even exceeding the target at a very low cost."

Karma laid the letter flat and placed it next to the other person's knee, her surprise lingering for a long time.

This is so unexpected...

There was a traitor within the resistance... and that young swordsman named Mu Bai actually destroyed the entire warship single-handedly...

"Mu Bai...?" After quickly scanning the letter, Irelia kept repeating the name she had never heard before, both surprised and excited.

Unexpectedly, Swain has returned with a vengeance, and now possesses some terrifying power...

Fortunately, Ionia is not to be outdone, and has produced another incredibly powerful warrior!

“I think we should try our best to win over that swordsman named Mu Bai,” Irelia and Karma said at the same time.

The two were stunned for a moment, then looked at each other and smiled.

We must win over that swordsman at all costs!

....................................

Far away on the island of Filol, Mu Bai was unaware that he had been "targeted".

He was comfortably resting his head on Syndra's lap, looking completely satisfied.

Since opening the door to a new world for this girl yesterday, she has become much more generous in some ways, and sometimes even a little "desire unfulfilled".

For example, in the past, he could only touch her head after she had taken her medicine, but now Mu Bai can mess up her carefully combed hair whenever he wants.

For example, at this time, she will agree as long as you say a few nice words.

Although she sometimes gets angry when you move around too much, she just puffs out her cheeks and says a few coquettish words.

This small act of resistance actually made her look even cuter.

"You're messing around again...!" The girl quickly reached out and pressed down on the other person the instant she felt her inner thigh being touched. "If you keep doing this, I'm... I won't let you use my pillow anymore..."

"Sorry, sorry, you're so beautiful, I couldn't help myself." Mu Bai smiled and withdrew his hand, then rubbed against her inner thigh one last time.

“Hmm…” Syndra unconsciously let out a seductive sound.

This kind of astringent taste, both simple and pure, has a unique flavor.