Chapter 146 | Jormungandr in the Labyrinth River

Li Yue felt waves of anger surging within her. Amidst the irritation, she could not help but feel a growing sense of killing intent. This urge to kill did not stem from her immense power, but was forged by her experiences, which were soaked in blood.

If she were in Yakutsk... these girls would have certainly been decapitated, or perhaps cut clean in half by even more gruesome means.

It would be simple to do. She only had to wake the Death Abyss, and their bodies would return to dust... and that would be the end of it.

Li Yue raised a hand, her lips curling into a smile that looked somewhat deranged. The two girls in the distance were momentarily confused. In their understanding, magic required a medium, such as an incantation or a wand.

But Li Yue needed none of that.

...

Better to let the blood flow...

“Stop!” A small, fair hand rested on Li Yue’s shoulder. The owner of the slightly cold voice was right behind her, her long blue hair falling just to Li Yue’s shoulder.

A powerful magical aura radiated from her. The trainees pulling Xiao Lin’s hair stopped their movements and stood aside, looking terrified.

“Miss, we were just having a friendly exchange, truly,” the blonde girl said, offering a warm smile. “Just as my father acquires wealth through cross continental trade, I am also very good at ‘exchanges.’”

“Is that so? I do not find it very friendly. What should we do?” Clo gave a faint smile. “How about we talk about the reality of these friendly exchanges? Let me think... I believe they involve the trade of Western Continent refugees, selling them like slaves.”

“I see. The reality of your exchange is simply crime.” Clo smiled, but her expression instantly turned cold, her voice dropping from cheerful to low and heavy. “Is that what you meant to express?”

The group fell silent. Li Yue walked over and helped Xiao Lin up, her killing intent vanishing as if it had never been there, replaced by an expression of weariness and boredom.

So she just wanted to show off her wealthy merchant father to make the other side reconsider? Do these financial groups think they are so powerful?

The death of all living things, the end of the secular world... compared to that, these things were nothing.

Li Yue rubbed her forehead, organizing her thoughts to push these strange ideas out of her mind.

Calm down... calm down...

“Junior, do not interrupt our exchange.” The blonde girl smiled, her hand reaching out to touch Li Yue’s shoulder. “I just want to tell her that since she is so stupid and lacks any sense, she should stop trying to draw attention to herself.”

“She cannot even understand what is said to her. She is like a fool, yet she receives so much affection from the professors...”

“You are...” Clo pursed her lips, preparing a sharp retort.

Boom.

A massive sound echoed, and everyone froze in that instant. Xiao Lin was surprised to find her wounds healed. The blonde girl’s head had been slammed against the wall, leaving a large bloodstain that began to trickle down.

Li Yue covered Xiao Lin’s eyes with her hand.

“Do not look. These scenes are not pleasant.” Li Yue stood up, looking at Clo, who seemed to want to say something. “She is not dead. I controlled my strength.”

“Actually, it would not have mattered if you killed her. You are truly gentle now, A Yue.” Clo smiled and casually cast a spell. The thoughts of the nearby crowd stagnated. The blonde girl’s injuries gradually mended, and even the damaged wall returned to normal.

They looked dazed, as if they had forgotten something, yet seemed to remember something else — like a deep, instinctive fear of the white haired girl. At this moment, they had no clear memory of Li Yue, only an instinctive terror.

“Everyone, hurry to class. You are about to be late. There are only two minutes left,” Clo said with a smile, already taking Li Yue’s small hand.

“Does it still hurt where you were injured?” Li Yue recalled her magic. Although the power of the God’s remains was mostly suppressed, healing some external wounds was easy enough.

“It does not hurt anymore... Sister, you are a very, very good person.” Xiao Lin stood up. Her pain vanished, and even her bad memories and emotions were gradually returned to the state they were in just after lunch by Clo’s magic.

“A very, very good person...” Li Yue fell silent for a moment.

“A very, very good person!” Clo seemed to be in a good mood and repeated Xiao Lin’s words.

“This blue haired sister is also a very, very good person!”

“Thank you.” Clo rubbed Xiao Lin’s head. The girl’s mood had mostly recovered. She patted the dust off her skirt, waved to Clo and Li Yue, and ran off.

“That child has decent talent, but her soul has suffered a heavy blow,” Clo sighed. “Though, I do not know if maintaining that childlike innocence is a bad thing.”

“...” Li Yue did not speak, her eyes drifting toward the corner.

“It would be nice if you could be a bit more innocent too.” Clo rubbed Li Yue’s head, but Li Yue quickly pushed her hand away.

“What kind of event could cause such a blow to someone’s soul?” Li Yue asked as they walked, knowing she would be late if she did not pick up the pace.

“Probably some natural disaster they experienced firsthand, like the incidents in the Western Continent a few years ago.” Clo thought for a moment. “What is the rush?”

“I am going to be late.” Li Yue felt helpless; because she had to accompany Clo, she could not sprint to the classroom.

“Risking being late to play the hero... you really are gentle, A Yue.” Clo hugged Li Yue. “If only you could be a bit more cute.”

“I am going to be late...”

“No rush.” Clo looked at her pocket watch, a small silver watch that seemed to have some history.

“I am in a rush.”

“It is fine. I am also in a rush to get to class.” Clo rummaged through her things and pulled out a thick notebook. “Being late just means the students have to wait a little while.”