"Elves are looking for Lin Qingyu. It seems our Little Ya sister really is a troublemaker." That night, after hearing Xue'er's account, Leticia complained.
"Should we give Lin Qingyu's information to the Elves?" Xue'er sat by Leticia's bedside, seeking her sovereign's opinion.
If Lin Qingyu wasn't living here, Leticia would naturally choose to stand aside and let Xue'er handle it herself.
But the problem now was that Lin Qingyu was too close to her.
Who knew if Lin Qingyu had any weapons of mass destruction? If she fought with the Elves who came to capture her and couldn't win, then decided to go down together, wouldn't Leticia suffer an undeserved disaster?
"How about telling Bai Ling to move Lin Qingyu somewhere else?" Leticia made a little joke.
"This doesn't seem very possible. Even if Miss Bai Ling agreed to Your Majesty's suggestion, Miss Little Ya wouldn't agree."
"Ah, right, there's still Little Ya." Leticia felt somewhat troubled. She didn't want to see Little Ya get hurt.
From the current situation, Little Ya and Lin Qingyu had already become good friends. Only in front of Little Ya would Lin Qingyu behave naturally.
Suddenly sending Lin Qingyu away at this time—Little Ya would definitely ask why.
The reason would be easy to find, but preventing Little Ya from seeing Lin Qingyu would be difficult.
No one knew when the Elves would choose to act after learning Lin Qingyu's information. If they chose a time when Little Ya happened to be with Lin Qingyu, wouldn't that put Little Ya in danger?
Elves wouldn't do anything too excessive in the human world, but if there really was a human blocking their way and trying to prevent them from achieving their goal, Leticia had no doubt the Elves would act.
They might not kill, but some physical suffering would be inevitable.
"Troublesome."
"Even if we don't say anything, the Elves should have ways to find Lin Qingyu. This bomb will explode sooner or later." Xue'er continued, "Since Elves have already appeared in Central City, it means they've roughly grasped Lin Qingyu's location. Before long, they might be able to narrow the target down to here."
"Can we tell Lin Qingyu to get lost on her own?"
"Will you go?"
"I'm not suitable to be the bad guy. That bastard Bai Ling should go if anyone."
"Then will you convince Miss Bai?"
"Ah... Xue'er, I feel like you've become bad."
"Just letting Your Majesty know this is quite impossible." Xue'er smiled and offered her suggestion. "However, we do need to talk with Miss Bai. After all, we're just outsiders—the final decision still has to be made by her."
Leticia's group could pack up and return to the Demon Realm anytime, then come back to live their peaceful lives after Lin Qingyu's matter was over.
But Bai Ling couldn't. She couldn't forcibly drag her sister to live somewhere else, then watch Lin Qingyu get captured, could she?
Never mind anything else—she couldn't get past Little Ya.
"Indeed, having to talk to her again is really unpleasant." Leticia expressed her reluctance to speak with Bai Ling.
Xue'er immediately offered to handle it: "I can discuss this matter directly with Miss Bai. Your Majesty can focus on recovering."
"Um, I should go myself." But after thinking about it, Leticia felt it was better for her to handle this personally.
This Bai Ling was a Sword Saint after all. Having her appear personally showed respect.
Yes, it was only out of respect for her, with no other emotions involved.
Absolutely none!
"Alright, should I help Your Majesty go upstairs now? Or shall I call Miss Bai down?"
"Help me go up. Having her keep entering my room isn't quite appropriate."
"Yes."
When Qila emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel after her bath, she was very confused to find she was the only one left in the house.
Where were sister and Xue'er? Where had they gone?
Why did she feel like the outsider in this house?
Sister had one hundred percent trust in Xue'er, and Xue'er had one hundred percent loyalty to sister. Only she felt like a bonus from a phone plan.
This life was unbearable!
Slam!
......
"Your room is quite clean." Sitting on Bai Ling's bed, Leticia looked around and found it was the same as when she'd last entered.
After Xue'er helped Leticia in, she closed the door and went outside. Now only Leticia and the somewhat flustered Bai Ling remained in the room.
"Um, did you come to see me about something?" Bai Ling wore a somewhat revealing black lace nightgown and sat very rigidly on a chair.
This dress really overturned Leticia's impression of Bai Ling.
Who would have thought that you, Bai Ling, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, would actually wear such things at night? Really eye-opening.
"This wasn't something I bought—it was a gift from someone else." Noticing Leticia's strange look, Bai Ling quickly explained.
Though she didn't know why she felt the need to explain.
"You don't need to explain to me. I'm not anyone special to you." Leticia waved a finger twice. "But it is quite alluring."
Bai Ling's face reddened slightly.
"Alright, alright, let's talk business. What you wear at night is none of my concern." Leticia told Bai Ling what Xue'er had informed her about. "That's the situation. What are your thoughts?"
"I don't know." Bai Ling quite straightforwardly admitted she wasn't good at thinking.
"You should squeeze the water out of your brain and stop thinking about those random things all day, understand?" Speechless—Leticia was truly speechless. Had this person become completely love-brained?
You're a Sword Saint—a Sword Saint! Your brain isn't decoration.
"I have two plans now. One, I go directly back to the Demon Realm, and whatever happens next has nothing to do with me."
"No!" Hearing that Leticia wanted to return to the Demon Realm, Bai Ling immediately spoke up to stop her.
Just a few days—it was completely insufficient.
"I don't want to go back so early either, so the second option is to send Lin Qingyu somewhere else. This way, even if she's really tracked down by Elves, it won't affect us."
After saying the previous sentence, Leticia paused to observe Bai Ling's reaction. Seeing that Bai Ling was seriously considering this proposal, she continued with the rest: "But you need to figure out how to explain to Little Ya why you're sending away her new best friend."
"And before this matter ends, you cannot let Little Ya go find Lin Qingyu. Otherwise, Little Ya's safety cannot be guaranteed."
"I can't stop Little Ya." Bai Ling immediately indicated this was absolutely impossible.
Leticia rolled her eyes. She knew this person would say that—hopeless sister complex, really hard to deal with.
"Keeping her here is still very dangerous. Moreover, the Elves' public claim is that she stole a precious treasure. Who knows if that treasure really exists, and if it does, what effects it might have."
"If she really stole a highly destructive item, and under elven pursuit she's forced to use it, can you guarantee Little Ya's safety?"
Bai Ling fell silent for a long while.
She couldn't even protect herself, let alone protect Little Ya.
High attack came with the consequence of paper defense. Bai Ling's build was too extreme—so extreme that when she wanted to protect those around her, she could only use offense to counter offense. Defense? She didn't know that skill.
"Good, now the problem arises—how do we send Lin Qingyu away without Little Ya knowing?" Leticia spread her hands, expressing helplessness about the problem she'd raised. "If worst comes to worst, have your old friends help out and take Lin Qingyu away."
With Bai Ling's connections in the human world, handling this matter would be easy, right?
"But what if she misunderstands?"
"What do you mean?"
"What if she thinks we're pushing her toward the Elves and launches her item preemptively, wanting to drag us down with her?" Bai Ling's brain finally started working—truly cause for celebration.
"It shouldn't come to that. You're her benefactor."
"If she really thinks that way, we'd become her enemies."
"Troublesome. I should just pack up and go back to the Demon Realm to laze around. You can tell me when you've resolved things here." Leticia gave up thinking. The karmic entanglement between humans and Elves—she, a demon, wouldn't get involved.
Time to slip away.
Seeing that Leticia really intended to leave, Bai Ling quickly pressed down on Leticia's shoulders, pushing the girl back onto her bed.
"You... what are you doing?" Leticia swallowed, her eyes unconsciously drifting toward Bai Ling's loose neckline.
She could vaguely see those two small hills, and also... Wow, what was she thinking?!
Too filthy—she absolutely couldn't become like Bai Ling, someone with a brain full of yellow waste.
"Before leaving, could you help me one last time?" Bai Ling knew her current actions were somewhat aggressive, but there was no time to think about such things.
"Is this the attitude for asking favors?"
"Please don't mind such details." Bai Ling sat beside Leticia and made her request: "Could you explain the situation clearly to Lin Qingyu and tell her what we plan to do?"
"You go?"
"I can't." Bai Ling lowered her head, rarely admitting her inadequacy. "Could you go?"
"Why should I? I'm a demon—a Demon King, understand?" Leticia was practically pointing at Bai Ling's nose and cursing. "Why should I get involved in your troublesome affairs?"
"But you're the only one here with this ability."
"Xue'er, Qila, Candice—can't any of them do it?"
"But they all listen to you." One sentence explained why Bai Ling was saying these things to Leticia.
Leticia was the leader. Bai Ling had no way to bypass her and ask the others to do anything.
"But why should I? What benefit do I get? Why should I help you?" Leticia crossed her arms and snorted. "I'm not poor anymore—I won't be bought with money."
"...Then how about beauty?" Bai Ling winked at Leticia. "Sleep together tonight?"
Heh heh heh.
Leticia directly raised her hand and knocked Bai Ling on the head. Although she knew this wouldn't knock the water out of Bai Ling's brain, she felt that hitting might still save her—not hitting would truly mean the Sword Saint was hopeless.
"Please cherish your body, Miss Bai." Leticia said viciously to Bai Ling. "Am I such a shallow person? Do you think I'd succumb to such base pleasures?"
"I'm telling you, impossible!"
And could this even count as payment? Wasn't Bai Ling asking her to pay?
She'd work for Bai Ling and have to pay Bai Ling too?
What a joke!
"Pursuing love is high-class pleasure!" Bai Ling retorted.
"But you as a person are too low-class."
"You can use my computer to play games later."
Ah, trump card.
Not having touched a computer for two days, Leticia was indeed getting itchy hands. She felt her stamina was starting to gradually recover—playing for a little while should be fine.
But Qila didn't think so. Her sister was still very strictly controlling Leticia's daily activities, such as not letting Leticia play games.
"I'll do the explaining. Just say whether you agree or not." Bai Ling discovered she really had talent for negotiation. Look—Leticia, who had just looked like "I absolutely won't agree," was now showing a conflicted expression.
She just needed to add one more push, and tonight she could sleep holding Leticia.
Wow, this would be heaven!
Must work hard—definitely keep Leticia here!
"Qila definitely won't let you play games, and not just today—tomorrow, the day after, even the day after that. As long as you haven't recovered, Qila won't let you play at all." Bai Ling's voice was like a devil's whisper, corroding Leticia's psychological defenses.
She didn't really want to sleep with Bai Ling, but she also didn't oppose sleeping with Bai Ling. If it was for playing games and sleeping with Bai Ling for one night, it wasn't unacceptable.
She shouldn't be at a disadvantage, right?
Last time, hadn't Bai Ling been at a disadvantage while she won completely?
Probably, perhaps, should be no problem?
"Let me make this clear first—no wandering hands. If you dare have any inappropriate thoughts about me, I'll slap you directly."
"I absolutely won't touch you inappropriately!" Leticia's softening attitude immediately excited Bai Ling. Sleeping with Leticia—she could hardly wait!
"Fine, I agree to your request. But I need to go home and take a bath first. Qila should be done washing by now." Leticia finally succumbed to the temptation of games.
Unable to resist temptation—this described people like Leticia.
"You can wash here!"
"Please don't push your luck, thank you." Leticia pointed a finger at Bai Ling's forehead and pressed hard. "You think I'm like you, enjoying bathing in front of others?"
Although she had been having Qila help her clean these past few days, one was her sister and the other was an enemy—completely different. Leticia's brain hadn't filled with water to the point of letting her enemy help her bathe.
Right, Miss Bai whose brain was full of water?
When Qila learned that Leticia planned to spend the night at Bai Ling's house, the little girl was bewildered.
She stared into her sister's eyes for a long time before confirming that her sister hadn't been enchanted by any magic, and that sleeping with Bai Ling really was her genuine intention.
This was too strange!
And Leticia's reason was very... unreliable.
"She and I have some things to discuss that might run quite late."
Hah? What things to discuss?
What could they discuss for so long that they'd end up discussing in bed?
"Sister, Sister Bai is human, and she's humanity's Sword Saint. Don't let your heart waver." Qila reminded her sister with some concern.
She was now afraid her sister would be seduced by beauty.
"Don't worry, trust your sister." Leticia expressed that her heart was firm as rock—absolutely impossible to waver.
Then she happily ran upstairs in her pajamas, so energetic that Qila even suspected her sister had been acting before.
This didn't look like a patient at all—rather, quite healthy?
Of course, Leticia only burst with energy for that moment. After just running a few steps, she nearly repeated her afternoon experience.
Fortunately, Bai Ling was waiting at the door. Seeing the girl about to fall again, she quickly stepped forward to support Leticia.
"Hurry, hurry, I want to play games!" Leticia's eyes shone with excitement, this excitement making her completely ignore who was currently supporting her.
"Take it slow—your body is still a bit weak." Bai Ling also felt somewhat speechless about Leticia. Was it really worth it just to play a game?
"You don't understand."
"I really don't understand." Although Bai Ling also logged into games daily to do daily quests, she wasn't as passionate about gaming as Leticia. "But let me say this first—only until ten-thirty."
It was just past eight now. Until ten-thirty was over two hours—quite a decent amount of time.
Any longer and Bai Ling worried Leticia's body couldn't handle it.
"No problem!"
Under Bai Ya's stunned gaze, Bai Ling helped Leticia into her room and closed the door.
As soon as she entered the room, Leticia immediately sat on the chair and turned on Bai Ling's computer.
Bai Ling's computer had no startup password. After a few seconds, the screen lit up, and Leticia's expression immediately became strange.
Bai Ling's desktop... how to put it, very distinctive.
It actually showed a girl's portrait, and the more she looked, the more familiar this girl seemed.
"This is... me?" Leticia looked for quite a while before asking Bai Ling somewhat uncertainly.
It wasn't a photograph but a painting. The girl in the painting was smiling very happily, making anyone who saw it feel a trace of joy.
Leticia didn't think she could smile so brilliantly, so at first she wasn't sure this girl was her.
But the more she looked, the more she felt this girl resembled herself. Combined with who owned this computer, she became more certain.
Could this be how she appeared in Bai Ling's mind? No way, right?
Bai Ling's reaction confirmed Leticia's guess. Miss Sword Saint coyly turned her head away and said quietly: "I had someone paint it. I felt it looked a bit like you."
This was called "a bit like"?!
This was clearly painted based on her!
"Did you secretly photograph me?"
"No!" Bai Ling immediately denied. She had never secretly photographed anyone. "I just described your appearance to the artist."
Then the artist had painted this picture that even amazed Bai Ling.
Bai Ling hoped that one day, Leticia could show her the same brilliant smile as the girl in this painting—one without any other emotions mixed in.
"Let me check your browsing history..." Leticia moved the mouse to the browser icon.
Just before she opened the browser, Bai Ling reached out and grabbed Leticia's hand holding the mouse. "Don't open it."
The girl's face was slightly flushed, her red eyes darting around, unwilling to meet Leticia's questioning gaze.
There must be something unseemly in this browser.
"You let go, I promise not to open it."
"First open the game, then I'll let go." Bai Ling gripped Leticia's hand and forcibly moved the mouse to the game icon.
"I want to play web games."
"Stop fooling around."
"...Miss Bai, do you usually look at strange things?" Leticia asked. Otherwise, why wouldn't she want her to open the browser?
Being guilty meant there was a problem.
Things she didn't want her to see couldn't possibly be normal—probably some adult comics or colorful novels.
"No." Bai Ling's eyes were extremely shifty.
This reaction made Leticia even more certain of her guess. She patted Bai Ling's shoulder, indicating she understood—she understood that this twenty-something girl living alone sometimes indeed needed outlets for release.
"Don't worry, I won't mock you." Leticia struggled to move the mouse back to the browser icon.
"There's really nothing interesting to see." Bai Ling moved Leticia's hand away again.
The two girls kept moving the mouse back and forth for over ten minutes until Leticia finally couldn't stand it anymore.
"If you don't let me see, I'm going home right now, and don't ever think about asking me to do anything again!" The girl said angrily.
It was just looking at browsing history—it wasn't asking for Bai Ling's life.
You, Bai Ling, are already wearing this kind of nightgown in front of me, yet you're afraid of me seeing your browsing history?
Everyone's an adult—we all know what the other needs. What's there to be embarrassed about?
"But those things..." Bai Ling withdrew her hand but still didn't want Leticia to see her browsing history.
"I'm not younger than you. If you can look, why can't I?" Leticia ignored Bai Ling's dissuasion and stubbornly opened the browser, entering the browsing history page.
Then her eyeballs nearly popped out of their sockets.
What was all this?!
"What to do when your girlfriend is tsundere? How to get along with a petite girlfriend? How to hold a petite girlfriend?"
Leticia kept scrolling the mouse wheel. Bai Ling's browsing history was varied, but mostly queries about relationship problems.
In the most recent browsing history, there was an extremely ridiculous question: "My girlfriend is too cute—what should I do if I can't help but want her?"
"I think I should call the police and have you arrested."