Chapter 130

Sheffy brushed aside the silver hair stuck to the side of Belith’s face, matted with sweat and tears.

A light and airy voice echoed for a long time.

"Well... it’s really quite emotional... That once-willful Belith has actually grown up..."

“Ugh...!”

“Eh? Why are you crying again? I didn’t bully you this time! You... mm?!”

Oh no.

Sheffy had let her guard down!

Belith suddenly pushed herself forward with both hands and pressed a fierce kiss onto Sheffy’s lips.

She just couldn’t hold back anymore...

This kind of Royal Sister... why couldn’t she kiss her?!

Sheffy’s first instinct was to push her away, just like before.

But... she didn’t.

It wasn’t only Belith who owed Sheffy.

On Belith’s path of growth, Sheffy had also owed her far, far too much.

And more importantly... Sheffy didn’t know why, but she found herself with no intention of avoiding it.

Was it because she had confirmed that Belith didn’t hate her, and she herself didn’t hate Belith, and thus felt relaxed?

That was only part of the reason.

The key was that Belith’s clumsy kiss was so full of effort that Sheffy was having trouble breathing!

“Cough... cough!! What are you doing?! Are you insane?!”

“Hehe... Royal Sister didn’t... push me away this time...”

“Do you believe I’ll kick you flying right now...?!”

“I believe it, but... even if I die now, it would be worth it. Right now, I feel very happy.”

“Don’t say such ominous things, okay... I seriously can’t believe this, how did it turn out like this...”

Belith didn’t want to wipe away the precious glisten at the corner of her lips.

Her smile was as if it had returned to the grassy fields of childhood.

As dazzling as when she picked four-leaf clovers and made wishes to the stars, leaving Sheffy momentarily stunned.

Royal Sister, do you know? Back at home, Belith was already trying really hard, you know?

Swinging her sword over and over again, just to be a little closer to you, closer still.

But now Belith had come to realize—

Trying to catch up to you, that was just the excuse she gave herself.

She now understood.

So all this effort... was just to hear a single word of praise spoken by Royal Sister’s own mouth...

Some things that seem so complicated in your mind, the answer turns out to be so simple.

The puzzles and sorrows she had agonized over for years had, in just a few short sentences, vanished like smoke and scattered clouds.

—Belith, you’ve already tried so hard.

—Even if you ease up and can’t catch up to me, it’s okay.

—Because I’ll look back at you.

—I won’t let you fall too far behind, won’t let you get lost on the way.

—Following behind me... is the path home.

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43. Result

“Hiss... alright, get off me first, you’re still pressing down on me here. Can’t you see the domain above is about to collapse?”

“Heehee... Belith can only see Royal Sister... can’t see anything else, you know?”

Selective blindness, is that it?!

With agile movement, Sheffy took advantage of her flat build—stretching her little arms upward and her little legs downward, then twisting her waist to roll off to the side like a barrel, easily escaping Belith’s hold.

Belith really wanted to cling onto her again... but she had to learn to control herself.

She wasn’t a little kid anymore—she knew how to prioritize things now~

Belith stood up in sync with Sheffy, and the two sisters, in perfect harmony, patted the non-existent dust from their clothes at the same time.

Then they looked up at the ceiling of 【Zero】.

The domain had been pushed to its limit and was crumbling inch by inch. In another two minutes or so, the dome would completely dissolve, and the space would lose its concealment function.

So the magic stored in the Reflection Demon Crystal really wasn’t high-quality. It hadn’t even reached the half-hour Sheffy mentioned earlier, right?

But that didn’t matter.

After all... in this mere half hour, Belith had gained a happiness that might have taken thirty years to find otherwise.

“Royal Sister.”

“What.”

“Love you.”

“Using that line again?!”

A casual confession held the most destructive power.

So much that Sheffy stomped her foot in frustration, ordering Belith not to speak like that again!

Belith raised her childish hand to her lips and giggled softly twice. It was unclear whether she agreed to the ban or not.

Her carefree smile—it had been years since she smiled like that.

“Sometimes, I just can’t help but want to say something heartfelt... Mm, actually, I wanted to take advantage of the domain still being here to ask Royal Sister... when, roughly, do you think you might come home?”

Home?

Before asking that, could you tone down those sincere, glistening puppy-dog eyes of yours?

“Well... that’s hard to say. I’ll go home for a few days when I feel like it, and when I don’t, I’ll just stay in the Kingdom. After all, I’ve got that Peace Envoy title now, so showing up anywhere isn’t too strange~”

“Is it because of that blonde woman...?”

Belith’s tone changed, so much that even Sheffy felt it had turned a bit cold.

“Uh... You mean Xiarette? Inde... indeed, that’s part of the reason... and probably... a very big part...?”

“Is it because her chest is big...?”

“What kind of question is that?! Are you a kid?! I just praised you for growing up a second ago!”

“I have grown up...! I grew just a little bit... If you don’t believe me, Royal Sister, come feel for yourself!”

“Was that what I meant by growing up?!”

As expected, this household—might as well not come back!

Now was not the time to be saying things like that.

The pure white domain was becoming increasingly transparent, and it wouldn’t be able to obscure vision for much longer.

Sheffy needed to prepare the scene quickly.

With a wave of her small hand, several massive craters were blasted into the ground where the domain still held—making it look as though a fierce battle had taken place.

Sheffy herself felt she’d done something trivial.

But Belith was utterly speechless.

Royal Sister... you just tore apart the domain with your bare hands.

That casual flick of your magic power shattered what was claimed to be “absolutely unbreakable from the inside,” you know?

That just now was merely for show.

The real point lay in what Sheffy said next.

“Belith, lie down.”

“Lie down...? Eh! Don’t tell me, Royal Sister, you mean...! This kind of thing... let’s talk about it after we get home, okay? Belith wants her first time to be in a quiet, undisturbed setting to properly give herself to Royal Sister. This domain won’t hold much longer, so we can’t...”

“Cut the nonsense! No time to explain, just lie down already!”

“!”

Why was Royal Sister being so forceful and urgent?!

Was it... was it because she saw that Belith had indeed grown a little?!

If it was something Sheffy said, Belith would never defy it.

It was something buried deep in her genes—the natural submission of a younger sister to her elder. An inborn instinct.

Alright.

Belith clasped her hands over her chest, shut her eyes, and laid down flat.

Her heart was racing. She thought Royal Sister must have a way to reinforce the domain and then...

Then...

Belith, with her eyes already having “accepted her fate,” suddenly opened them wide!

“Uwah! As expected, this really isn’t the place! Royal Sister! I still think we should go back to the castle room...!”

“Belith Harl, accept it—you’ve lost.”

“Huh?”

Belith looked up.

There was no sign the barrier had been restored.

In fact... it was steadily dissolving, and the noise from outside the arena was beginning to return.

And Royal Sister wasn’t doing anything like what Belith had dreamed of countless times—she didn’t lean over in a seductive pose.

Instead, she stood tall.

Her expression was cool and striking.

Her posture was crisp and commanding, holding a short sword formed of magic, pointed straight at Belith.

“Royal Sister...? What are you...”

“Play dead.”

“...?”

“Belith, you’re a smart girl. You should understand.”

“!”

Of course Belith was smart enough.

It was just that she had been focusing all her attention entirely on Sheffy a moment ago, to the point that her brain had temporarily stopped working.

But with Sheffy’s reminder, inspiration struck—her head gave a small shake.

The body that had propped itself halfway up collapsed sideways again—motionless!

And Sheffy gave her sword a flick, gracefully sheathing it.

She looked like a war goddess.

Speaking of which, back on the battlefield, hadn’t Sheffy also played dead once in front of Xiarette?

When it came to playing dead, the two sisters acted with stunning realism.

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