In the tent, Ash and Vichy looked at each other. The air was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere just now, but now the atmosphere suddenly became humorous.
"You haven't cracked the Gospel Spirit. When everyone checks the Gospel Spirit's log tomorrow, they will find out that you secretly came to see me tonight." Ash was a little incredulous: "Your breaking of the rules is at most a moral issue, but you breaking the rules without any preparation, that's an IQ issue!"
Vichy's lips moved slightly, as if he felt a little embarrassed. He buried his head in Ash's neck to hide his face, and said angrily: "The Gospel Spirit is not so easy to crack! Don't make it sound like it's easy!"
"But you are the Ghost Seer, a demigod of prophecy. After all these days, you still can't crack it!?" Ash pinched Vichy's cheek, "Have you been too lazy these days?"
Ash really didn't believe that Vichy couldn't crack it. After all, Sword Princess, Witch, and Silver Lantern didn't master the prophecy technique, but they were able to crack the power of the Gospel Spirit by analogy. The gods were ultimately the embodiment of rules, and the magician was best at breaking the rules and exploiting loopholes in the rules.
Not only does Vichy master the prophecy technique, but her technique level must be the highest in the entire team. You have to know that until now, Sword Princess and her demigod realm is still not worthy of the name, after all, in order to help them summon the gods in the demigod promotion ceremony, Ash injected a lot of water into them with the power of the Supreme Tail Feather, so that they can fly across the legendary boundary to reach the realm of God, but if compared with normal demigods, Sword Princess and her are simply immature college students who have just entered college and have not yet had military training.
And what about Vichy? Anyone can question Vichy's character and morality, but no one can question her strength—a senior demigod from three thousand years ago, the last master of the dreamland, who never possessed a god in her life but was able to kill people in hell in fear, and was undoubtedly a top-level graduate.
Even young college students can complete the project assignment, so how can Weixi, an excellent graduate with a full GPA, not be able to do it
Vichy must be slacking off!
Vichy buried her head and refused to answer, looking like a fat latrine squatting with her head in her hands. Ash kneaded her cheeks and reminded her, "It's hard to have a safe time to practice. They are all making rapid progress. Don't play your tricks. Take advantage of this time to accumulate some experience—"
"I'm not lazy." Wei Xi said in a muffled voice: "I have made great progress in the past few days... Although it may not be as much as Jian Ji and the others."
"Then why didn't you crack the Gospel Spirit?"
"time is too short."
“So many days aren’t enough?”
Finally, Vichy got a little impatient. She slapped Ash's hand away, propped herself up on the bed with both hands, and looked down at Ash, her proud chest intimidating. Ash didn't dare to move, as he felt that if he breathed a little harder, his breath would hit those snow-white, soft breasts.
"Why did I have to plan to crack the Gospel Spirit so many days ago?" Wei Xi looked unhappy: "If it hasn't been cracked, it hasn't been cracked. Why do you keep harping on this matter?"
"Because you came to see me tonight." Ash was blamed by her and he even doubted whether it was his own problem: "Since you wanted to find me secretly, you naturally had to be prepared from the beginning..."
"I didn't intend to look for you secretly." Wei Xi turned her head away and said, "I'm not like those love-brained people who can't live without men..."
Ash looked confused: "Then why are you here tonight?"
Now Vichy was silent. The maid sat on the magician's waist with legs apart, lowered her head and drew circles on Ash's chest, as if this was an interesting little game, or she hoped that Ash would skip this topic. But Ash was thinking about how to persuade her to leave, and he would not let go of this opportunity: "Since you don't plan to come to me, you can leave now. Although it is a bit against the rules, I will explain to them tomorrow, at most it will be a minor offense for you, they will definitely not mind."
Ash was very sure that if Vichy left now, everyone would forgive her for her small transgression - after all, those who were qualified to forgive Vichy were now all war criminals who had hidden in his closet and trampled on all the rules.
The elf maid raised her eyebrows and looked at her master. Ash urged, "Go away, don't you want to come to see me? There is no reason for you to stay here any longer."
"… think."
"ah?"
"I suddenly thought of it tonight, is that not okay?" Vichy bit her lower lip lightly, and slowly leaned over to lie on top of Ash. Her proud soul finally lowered her head at this moment: "I didn't want to think of it at first, and I never wanted to think of it. I was able to resist thinking of it in the past few days, but I suddenly thought of it tonight, is that not okay? I thought I could hold it in until everyone gets up tomorrow, but I still couldn't fall asleep in the middle of the night... I just had the idea at the spur of the moment, and it wasn't a deliberate conspiracy. How could I possibly have time to crack the Gospel Spirit? Are you being unreasonable, bastard!" She was a little angry at the end and bit Ash's neck hard.
Ash stared blankly at the elf maid with an angry face. This seemed to be the first time he saw Vichy lose her temper... Even when she was targeted by the Sword Lady, the Witch and the others before, Vichy was smiling and full of confidence, and never had any negative emotions for a single second.
Maybe she would feel wronged and angry, but she would never let others find out. For her, venting her emotions out of control was simply exposing her weakness, telling others what she cared about and what she feared... Only the Ghost Prophet, who was always calm, cruel and without weaknesses, could defeat the courage of all potential enemies.
Since she came in, Vichy's mood has been very strange. She gave Ash the feeling that she was a ferocious monster, but suddenly she was willing to let people touch her belly. He thought his situation was serious enough, but now it seemed that Vichy was the biggest victim of the anti-porn plan - she couldn't even continue to maintain the image of a ghost prophet in front of Ash.
She took off all her armor and revealed her weaknesses.
Ash thought that after the three previous battles, he should be a little tired and exhausted, and it should be easy for him to harden his heart and persuade Vichy to retreat. But now he sadly discovered that Vichy had completely awakened his battle-hardened body, and it was not his heart that hardened.
Now not only Vichy, but even Ash felt a little embarrassed. He quickly diverted his attention: "Then how did you know it's my birthday today?"
"It's your birthday today?" Wei Xi blinked and said after a moment's hesitation: "... Happy birthday?"
"You didn't know that?!"
"How should I know? You told me?"
"But you can ask Jian Ji and the others—"
"Ash," Vichy said with a somewhat speechless expression, "I am the Ghost Prophet, a thousand-year-old demigod! I have lived for so long, do you think I would care about a meaningless personal holiday like my birthday? And I have never celebrated my birthday since I was a child, why do you think I would care about your birthday?"
"And you're already an immortal demigod, yet you still celebrate your birthday. Don't you think you're a little childish?"
Ash thought so too. Sword Princess and the others were of the same age as him, so they would still care about these mortal festivals. But Vichy was no longer a mortal a long time ago. How could she be interested in such vulgar interests
"Maybe it's a bit childish," he said frankly, "but if others remember my birthday and celebrate with me, I'll still be very happy."
Vichy glanced at him and lowered his eyelids, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Vichy, when is your birthday?"
"Why do you ask?"
"I order you to tell me." Ash was not polite in such a small matter. His power as a master was unlimited!
"In my time, a year had 300 days, but now it has 360 days—"
"Say it!"
"I'm afraid you're going to use my birthday to curse me—"
"I curse you for still needing your birthday?"
Wei Xi bit her lower lip, still unwilling to say it out loud, and whispered in Ash's ear: "On my birthday, I will secretly celebrate with you, is that okay?"
Ash was still not satisfied: "Why don't you just say it directly..."
"April 10th."
"Um?"
"I've remembered your birthday." Vichy's face flushed slightly and he snorted, "When I break free from the chains, I'll curse you with your birthday."
"What about before you break free from the chains?"
“… celebrate with you and let you continue to be childish.”