Chapter 31: Iris Takes the Initiative
Tsukuyomi
The heavy snow had been falling for most of the day, and the sky grew darker and heavier. Lina looked at the miserable weather and could only order the team…
The Little System Was Just Flirting Casually, but the Heroine Took It Seriously
Chapter 30: A Brief Rest
“Iris, can you really tell?” Anya glanced at Iris, asking curiously. “Of course I can. I’m an all-knowing existence, after all. Deep within that Snow Mountain lies a Sealing, and…
Chapter 29: Sensing the Presence of Treasure
On the early morning of the third day, Lina donned a suit of armor that didn’t quite match her usual appearance and stood at the front gate of the Auckland…
Chapter 28: Play Hard to Get
Anya gazed at Iris, who was clutching her head in both hands, filled with regret, a sweet surge of satisfaction secretly blooming in her heart. Bullying this little white fluff…
Chapter 27: The Riddle Game
Iris was in an incredibly good mood today. Ever since that clingy Holy Knight Captain suddenly popped up at Anya’s side, things had gotten a lot better for her— now…
Chapter 26: The Possible Hidden Artifact
“True or not, isn’t it up to us to go find out for ourselves?” Lina shrugged, her tone casual. Karen furrowed his brows tightly, his expression extremely serious. “You can’t…
Chapter 25: The Paladin’s Visit
Hurry! That was Anya’s first impression of her opponent—every movement made in front of Anya was swift as a shadow, completely on a different level than herself. “You must be…
Chapter 24: The Mysterious Blonde Girl
“Boom, boom, boom.” A muffled, thunderous roar rumbled from the depths of the snow mountain. “All the investigations done?” At the edge of a cliff deep in the Northern Border…
Chapter 23: Still Want to Sleep with You
Anya had never directly retorted Meidi before. It felt surprisingly refreshing, and it was rare to see the other party so flustered. Iris had opened up the confusion in her…
Chapter 22: A Changed Anya
No one knew how many rounds of life-and-death battles Anya had endured, but at some point, a faint trace of sharp Sword Intent quietly formed on her blade—even she hadn’t…