Volume 7, Chapter 60 – The Ashamed Angel

“Hoh? A magic blade this time? Too slow!”

“Don’t be careless, Laxy.”

“What?”

Using a large number of thrown magic blades as her main attack, Yisi, while Laxy’s full attention was on the front, quietly used [Collapse] under her feet to destroy her footing.

If Laxy failed to react in time, she would soon lose her balance, causing her front to be exposed and thus be hit by the magic blades.

It must be said beforehand that Yisi had already lowered all her stats to the same level as Laxy, so there was no level suppression.

Laxy’s pupils shrank as she lost her footing. But just as Yisi thought she had finally succeeded, Laxy suddenly flapped her white wings, using their power to regain her balance. At the same time, to defend against the magic blades, a light blue, arc-shaped magic shield appeared in front of her. Although the shield quickly shattered due to the excessive number of magic blades, it still bought her enough time. Laxy ascended, evading a large number of the attacks.

Then, as a counterattack, Laxy first used a binding spell of three different elements to restrict Yisi’s movements, and then charged at her from the air. While Yisi was thinking about what spell to use to break the restriction, the one-on-one training ended. Although Yisi could have easily broken free from the binding spell, that would have violated the restriction of lowering her level. The purpose of the one-on-one training was to improve her practical combat skills. If she were to win by relying on level suppression, the meaning of the training would be lost. So, Yisi could only rack her brain to recall the rarely used negative effect clearing spells of high-level players in [Ragnarøk].

If this were a level 350-400 battle, my performance would definitely be better. My commonly used skills are in that range. To make an analogy, the battle with Laxy now is like suddenly asking someone who has already started working to do high school math. Although they could have easily written out the solution before, because they haven’t used this kind of knowledge for a long time, they can’t write it out without looking at a book.

Sheathing her wooden training sword, Laxy announced while panting.

“My lord, you have lost.”

“Ah, you truly are an angel of guidance, Laxy. In terms of practical combat skills, I am far inferior to you.”

Before this outcome was decided, Yisi had already had no less than ten matches with Laxy, and in all of them, Yisi had been the one to lose. The gap in their skills was so vast that it was enough to make one lose confidence.

“You have great potential, my lord. When we first started training, the match would be decided in less than a minute, and you were almost at a complete disadvantage, only able to defend passively. But now, you can not only hold on for a quarter of an hour, but you also have the strength to counterattack. Among the angels I have taught, no one has been as talented as you.”

“Ehehe… is that so?”

Yisi scratched her head in embarrassment. A large part of the reason for this was not that her swordsmanship had improved that much, but that she had gradually become familiar with how to use the appropriate low-tier spells at the right time. For example, at the beginning, she could only use reinforcement magic and basic defensive spells, but later she gradually started to use offensive and trap-type spells, which was why Laxy found her more difficult to deal with.

“Yes. Although praise can easily make one complacent, you can indeed be called a genius.”

“I just know when to cast what spell. It’s not really an improvement in practical combat skills.”

“No, my lord. Humility is a virtue, but excessive humility is self-deprecation. Knowing what kind of spell to use at what time is also classified as a practical combat skill. Practical combat ability is not just a competition of swordsmanship. Magic, strategy, and a suitable weapon are all part of it. Your opponent will not give up on using other means and engage you in a one-on-one duel just because you only know swordsmanship. So please, have some confidence.”

“Is it like how you can fly with your wings, Laxy, but I can’t?”

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Laxy’s ability to fly had caused her no small amount of trouble. One of her losses was because Laxy had flown into the air, stood in a position of absolute advantage, and continuously bombarded her with long-range magic. Later, she had to use a large number of magic blades to seal off the sky, forcing Laxy to land and fight.

Not feeling embarrassed by Yisi’s words, Laxy nodded seriously.

“Yes. If you had wings, my lord, we would have an additional topic for future training: aerial combat. Flying with magic and flying with wings are two different things. Flight magic lacks explosive power and is not flexible enough. Flying with wings does not have these shortcomings. Unfortunately, you are human. I will tailor a manual for you later on how to fight someone in the air without wings.”

“Eh? Tailor-made?”

Yisi couldn’t help but think of Edith’s dance-like battle under the Frost Spider’s feet. Even though the Frost Spider was much stronger than her, Edith could still render it helpless with her agility. The way she used the flapping of her wings to change her balance and borrow force at critical moments to narrowly avoid attacks had long made Yisi envious.

As for the possibility of it being useless, Yisi hadn’t considered it at all. Whether there was an opportunity to use it was one thing, but whether one knew how to was another. Simply crushing opponents with the power of level 427 lacked a certain aesthetic.

“Yes, tailor-made. Do you have any requests, my lord?”

Yisi told Laxy that she wanted to learn Pepe’s techniques.

Laxy frowned strangely, as if considering whether her next answer would discourage Yisi. She looked behind Yisi and hesitated for a long time before speaking.

“Um, my lord… you are human, and Edith is a pureblood. The two of you are of different races. Even if the most knowledgeable angel of guidance were to come, it would be impossible to teach you without wings. Of course, I know it is a great regret that humans do not have wings, but humans also have their own advantages. Please do not be disappointed in your birth…”

Is she trying to comfort me?

Yisi blinked, and then her expression became awkward. It seemed she had not told Laxy that her current form was actually a wingless pureblood, her first form. Only when she used [Second Form Awakening] would the wings of a pureblood unfold from her back near her waist.

As for why she didn’t use it, it was because [Second Form Awakening] continuously drained her magic power. Although the amount drained was completely negligible compared to her recovery rate of one hundred points per second, the constantly fluctuating MP value in her field of vision was an unbearable flaw for someone with obsessive-compulsive disorder like her.

Yisi’s mouth quickly formed a playful ‘w’ shape.

[Second Form Awakening] ¹ ok soo.. It’s like this, Yisi 2nd form before is indeed a human because it is Edith’s body(vampire), but since she got a new body, the default setting changed to human…. that must be it. yeah… else its author fault okay ehehehe

Since Laxy had changed her into the angel’s backless dress before they came, in the blink of an eye, the red wings symbolizing the Blood Clan emerged from her back. As if showing off, Yisi swayed them from side to side.

“Hmph, hmph, what do you think? Now I have wings too.”

Laxy’s purple pupils instantly dilated, her face filled with disbelief. She reached out her hands, looking as if she wanted to touch them but dared not.

“My lord, are you not human? How do you have the wings of a pureblood!”

“I’m both human and pureblood. But a little more on the pureblood side, since I need a daily supply of blood.”

“But I’ve never seen you drink blood. And other than Refina, none of your family have any bite marks. Refina was bitten by Edith, that’s why…”

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“Well, I’m different from Pepe. I prefer to drink blood from a glass, so I don’t bite people, and I rarely take blood from Camilla and the others.”

And because she was worried about scaring the nuns in the temple, she had also not drunk blood during meals, always replenishing it secretly and maintaining her human identity in public.

“I see…”

Although she said she understood, there was still a hint of doubt in Laxy’s face. To confirm, she even touched the wings with Yisi’s permission. After feeling their warmth, she very reluctantly admitted.

“It is indeed a pureblood… But your younger sister, Camilla, is human. A pureblood and a human cannot give birth to a human.”

“Ah, Camilla and I are not related by blood. When we were discussing our identities, I originally planned to call her ‘older sister’, but she vetoed it.”

I was even sad about that for a while.

Laxy frowned, her right fist resting against her chin.

“That would explain why you can still see clearly in such dim conditions. I was curious about that for a while just now.” At this point, Laxy looked as if she had suddenly remembered something. “By the way, when I was fighting with you, my lord, I could feel that your level was much higher than twenty. The spells you used were also all fourth-tier. Your reaction speed and the amount of your magic power were even greater than mine. Could it be that you are over level 40?”

Did she see through it?

I did indeed lower all my stats to around level 40. But I couldn’t change the fact that my movements automatically slowed down and that I had 4,270 magic points. So, during the battle, I could only go by feel. When I felt my magic power was depleted, I would voluntarily admit defeat.

But this is actually a good thing.

Yisi waved her hand.

“That’s why I said I’m strong. Level 427 is not just for show.”

“There you go again. If you were really level 427, I would have been at an absolute disadvantage in our training just now. You could have ended the battle in an instant with your immense power and vast magic.”

Then there would be no point in training.

Because she felt that telling Laxy she had deliberately lowered her strength would make her think she was being looked down upon, Yisi couldn’t bring herself to say it.

Am I digging my own grave?

What Yisi didn’t know was that for Laxy, these things were not a problem. What she cared about was that Yisi was strong.

“A pureblood… very strong… helpful, and on good terms with the adventurers… all that’s left is—” Laxy subconsciously bit her lip. “My lord, do you have a red, gem-like sword?”

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“You mean Laevateinn, Laxy?”

Not realizing what Laxy was thinking, Yisi took out the weapon she had prepared to give to Camilla from her inventory. Because she hadn’t finished making the trigger-type magic item, she hadn’t had a chance to give this Laevateinn to her. After all, giving a weapon to only Camilla and not preparing anything for the other companions, no matter what she truly thought, in the eyes of a third party, it would naturally be seen as showing favoritism.

The moment the red rapier appeared, the temperature of the entire training ground rose a few degrees. The magnificent blade, made entirely of gemstones, was wreathed in roaring flames—it was a light effect from the release of magic power, not a real flame.

“The Sword of Ruin…”

Laxy muttered in a low voice, her gaze shifting to Yisi’s wings. After a long enough silence, she swallowed hard, and beads of sweat unconsciously appeared on her forehead. Her entire body, including her wings, was as stiff as a rusty machine.

“My lord, could it be that you were the one who broke the seal of the ice coffin…”

“Huh? Why do you ask?” Yisi didn’t really want to talk about her frequent disguises—first, it was very embarrassing, and second, Laxy had spoken contemptuously of her in the adventurer’s guild before. To admit now that she was the one who had actually rescued her from the ice coffin had a kind of malicious pleasure of deliberately embarrassing her. Yisi waved her hand with a feigned casualness. “I wasn’t the one who rescued you, Laxy.”

But in Laxy’s eyes, Yisi’s initial pause had already answered her. She was the “pureblood lady” who had nearly vaporized the Frost Spider with a single sword strike and had saved the adventurers from peril.

As if struck by lightning, Laxy froze on the spot. Then, her expression contorted. Embarrassment and shame filled her heart.

As an angel of guidance known for her strictness and rationality, to have actually mistaken her own master… even if, in the end, she had found her true master, her act of openly slighting Yisi in the adventurer’s guild could not be covered up.

It’s too shameful.

It’s just too shameful.

Not only had she brought shame upon Laxyphinia, but she had brought shame upon all angels. Laxy even had the urge to sink herself into the Sea of Thunderstorms. If she could, she wanted to travel back in time half a month and give her past self, who had slighted Yisi, a heavy blow. No, that alone was not enough. She should be trampled underfoot, her shoe grinding her face into the dirt. Only then could she alleviate her current embarrassment.

With difficulty, stammering, Laxy spoke with a strained voice.

“My lord… I have a request. Although it may be difficult for you to carry out, I implore you to grant it. I am willing to bear any punishment you see fit afterward.”

Is she going to talk about her worries from this morning? It seems that finding Laxy tonight was the right decision.

Yisi put the wooden sword back on the weapon rack and waved her hand at Laxy.

“Let’s talk on the way back. It’s getting late.”

“No, I must say it here,” Laxy’s face flushed red, and she gritted her teeth. She faced Yisi and bowed at a ninety-degree angle. “Not only did I mistake the one who rescued me from the seal, but I even spoke to you with disrespect. For me, an angel of guidance, this is a sin that cannot be redeemed even by death. But the Demon Lords have not yet been defeated, and I cannot leave your side. So please, my lord, grab my wings and trample me into the ground. Let me atone for my sins and repent to all my angel seniors!”

As she spoke, Laxy turned her back to Yisi, spread her wings, and knelt on the ground, presenting herself in a posture for Yisi to step between her wings.

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“Huh?”

Yisi froze on the spot.

It wasn’t that she couldn’t understand Laxy’s current feelings, but her reaction was so extreme that Yisi didn’t know what to do.

If Laxy were a sturdy man, she might have actually done it—of course, not as harshly as Laxy had said. Yisi could understand the embarrassment of having done something wrong and wanting to crawl into a hole. But the solution Laxy had proposed was a bit too much. She was not Pepe.

Because Yisi hadn’t reacted for a long time, the ashamed Laxy couldn’t help but urge her.

“My lord, this is my only request. Please, do not mind my feelings.”

“No, no, you should consider my feelings, Laxy. Even if it’s a punishment, I can’t do such a thing. And if I were to break you, it would become even more troublesome…”

“Only in this way can I wash away the stain I have brought upon the name of angels. If I cannot atone for my sin here, I will not be able to lift my head to see you in the future.”

As if truly feeling the shame, Laxy’s shoulders trembled slightly, and the sweat on her snow-white neck soaked her gem-like blue hair.

“But…”

Inadvertently glancing at the silhouette of Laxy kneeling on the ground with her back to her, Yisi paused for a moment. Due to her kneeling posture, the perfect curve of her back and waist was exposed to her. Her slightly fluttering white wings, paired with her lowered head, gave Yisi the momentary feeling that she was a confessing angel in a cathedral.

This appearance…

This is bad…

An idea popped into her head. Yisi coughed twice.

“In that case, I understand. But since it’s a punishment, the method should naturally be decided by me. As for the content—from now on, you will wear a black blindfold and wake me up every day in different clothes.”

“Just covering my eyes… Can that be considered a punishment?”

“Of course. If I say it’s a punishment, it’s a punishment. Now, get up. I’m going to bed.”

Should I also add that she must provide a lap pillow service during my afternoon nap?

Laxy’s thighs are quite round, and they feel very nice. Of course, if she were to give me a lap pillow while blindfolded, never mind a nap, I probably wouldn’t even be able to calm my heart. No, wait, perhaps if I were to gaze at her intently at that time, it would make her feel very ashamed. Would that also count as a punishment?

While thinking about how to tease Laxy, Yisi returned to her bedroom. As for Edith later discovering that there was also a blindfolded way to play, and praising her with a meaningful look, saying “I didn’t realize you were so skilled, interesting”, the current Yisi could in no way have predicted that.