An Unexpected Reunion

A gust of wind rose, parting the dense clouds that veiled the moon.

By the faint moonlight that seeped through, Ming Yu composed an electronic message and sent it to Qing Shui’s communication device.

She then cast a long, lingering look at her sleeping face, lightly biting her silver teeth before resolutely turning away.

Her desolate silhouette drifted along the dimly lit streets.

By the time she returned home, it was already deep into the night.

Nightingale stood by the door and softly said, “Welcome home,” before embracing Ming Yu and leading her inside.

For some reason, Nightingale suddenly sensed that something was off.

In the past, no matter how exhausted Ming Yu was, she would always respond to her “Welcome home.”

But this time, she remained silent from beginning to end.

“Did something happen?”

‘Could something have gone wrong on Qing Shui Ling Yin’s side?’

Though curiosity stirred within her, Nightingale pressed her lips together and suppressed the urge to ask about Qing Shui Ling Yin, afraid of touching upon Ming Yu’s worries and worsening her mood.

Seeing Ming Yu so downcast, Nightingale felt uneasy as well.

She took the initiative to slip her small hand into Ming Yu’s palm, trying to pass her warmth to her.

“Ming Yu…”

Nightingale carefully observed her expression and gently probed, “It’s already very late…”

Her soft, delicate voice reached Ming Yu’s ears, momentarily suppressing the chaotic thoughts in her mind.

Ming Yu came back to her senses and looked at Nightingale.

She gazed at those hollow emerald eyes and silently sighed.

“Little Nightingale, I have something to discuss with you.”

Ming Yu suddenly crouched down, one hand cupping Nightingale’s tender cheek.

Her expression was strained, her eyes filled with conflict.

Seeing her like this, Nightingale’s heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition surged within her.

The last time Ming Yu had to leave, she had worn the same expression.

“I need to leave again for a while…”

“No.”

Nightingale’s voice suddenly rose, trembling.

“Little Nightingale…”

“No, Ming Yu… I’ll do anything, please, don’t leave me…”

“This… I…”

“Ah, sorry.”

Ming Yu gave a bitter smile and shook her head helplessly.

This would be an extremely dangerous battle, but also a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Once it was over, everything would get better.

At this point, Ming Yu could not abandon the hope of curing Nightingale and Qing Shui, no matter how guilty she felt.

Her resolve could not be shaken.

If there was anything she couldn’t let go of, it was only Nightingale and Qing Shui.

‘Little Nightingale, I’ll be back soon.’

“Ming Yu, that’s what you said last time too…”

“Ah, did I?”

Nightingale pouted resentfully and clung tightly to Ming Yu’s arm, refusing to let go no matter what.

This gave Ming Yu quite a headache.

After a brief stalemate, Nightingale was the first to yield.

Reluctantly, she loosened her grip, her expression dim as she murmured softly,

“Ming Yu, promise me, okay…”

“You will definitely come back, right…”

“You’ll never leave me behind, okay?”

Nightingale reached out again and gently wrapped her arms around Ming Yu.

She leaned closer, her soft pink lips pressing against Ming Yu’s red ones, causing her pupils to tremble as her mind went blank.

A warm and moist sensation spread.

Watching Ming Yu’s figure disappear from her sight, Nightingale felt as though her heart was being cut apart, yet she was powerless to stop it.

“Meow~”

Luna rubbed against her little master’s ankle, as if offering comfort.

Her soft mew echoed by Nightingale’s ear.

At the same time, Ming Yu walked along the night road.

She slowly raised her hand, her fingertips gently brushing over the lips that had been kissed.

Her gaze was unfocused, her mind still in complete chaos.

She had been kissed by a girl.

The long night gradually faded.

By morning, Ming Yu had replenished her supplies, taken several more potent gene serums, purchased a new thermal cutting blade, and returned to the outer city port.

Although this new blade didn’t feel as natural as the Mist Cutter, she had no better option for now and could only make do with it.

Driving a speedboat, she headed north toward the battlefield.

Though there were almost no sea beasts along the way, the further north she went, the more ordinary people would feel panic and tightness in their chest.

The whale-like cries of the Leviathan kin constantly affected Pharos, endangering the health of all its citizens.

Of course, this had no effect on Ming Yu.

As she rode the waves, Ming Yu continued to think about Nightingale’s kiss.

Her heart pounded uncontrollably, like a startled deer.

‘Why would Nightingale kiss… there?’

Ming Yu had never imagined that she, who used to be a man, would one day be flustered and unsettled by a girl much younger than herself.

It was clear that Nightingale relied heavily on her.

Perhaps this was simply her way of expressing that attachment.

Ming Yu slightly narrowed her eyes and let out a long breath, trying to bury these thoughts deep within her memory.

No matter what, there was only one thing she needed to consider now.

Hunting.

She was going to hunt a legend.

Star Ring Base Alpha.

The once noisy and crowded parliamentary hall was now eerily empty.

Only a few robots remained, carrying out maintenance and cleaning.

Seated at the main position, Augur wore a pair of thick glasses, pondering reform plans.

Suddenly, as if sensing a mysterious call, he stopped his work and slowly raised his head.

An illusory noise echoed in his ears.

“This is the spatial coordinate of the Seventh Apostle.”

“The immortal leader personally chosen by the Divine Lord has already descended. Seek her out—she will lead you toward revival and glory.”

Hearing this, Augur nodded solemnly.

The next moment, the phantom-like noise vanished as if it had never existed, leaving behind endless speculation.

Augur abruptly opened his eyes, which now gleamed with excitement.

Just as he had expected—

The supreme leader who would guide human civilization was waiting for them in the Old World.

That silver-white figure once again flashed through his mind.

That suffocating level of power had left an incomparably deep impression on him.

With such a powerful immortal being as their supreme leader, the Azure Sea United Nations would surely prosper.

After arriving at the frontline command center, the first thing Ming Yu did—

Was send Fujiwara Tachima to reunite with his two beloved sons.

The sound of a blade piercing flesh echoed through the cabin.

The silver-gray blade stabbed clean through his chest, its blood-stained edge bursting out the other side.

Fujiwara Tachima’s eyes widened as he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Even in death, he could not understand how Silver Kite had managed to assassinate him so brazenly.

With Seti’s tacit approval, all nearby hunters had already been transferred away.

The purpose was to allow Ming Yu to act freely.

Since the conflict between the two sides was irreconcilable, and one had to be abandoned,

As the Association President, Seti naturally had to consider the future of Pharos.

Fujiwara Tachima could not repel a legendary behemoth.

But Ming Yu might be able to.

The difference in their value was obvious at a glance.

Seti fully agreed with Jiang Chen’s perspective.

He did not care who was sacrificed—

As long as that sacrifice had value.

Fujiwara Tachima’s death, if it could appease a hunter who might reach the legendary level,

Then that death was the greatest value he could offer.

In front of the surveillance screen, Seti watched everything indifferently.

There was neither sorrow nor joy in his heart.