Volume 1

59 War at Sea

In the midst of dodging, Guan Nie leapt, his white hair flowing behind him. With a glance, he overflowed with grace. “I hate fighting and the like; they are not beautiful at all! You’re very beautiful yet you chose to do such unbeautiful things, so don’t blame my beautiful self for being discourteous!”

His words went right over my head; forget about that tongue-twister, did he really have to refer to himself as ‘my beautiful self’?!

Guan Nie squinted his almond eyes and shouted, “Sleep!”

What?? What is he playing at? Sleep... What sleep?! Sleep where, with who?

To hear such a ridiculous cry coming from him in the middle of this constant evasion, at such a time of confusion, it was a moment before I suddenly realized our surroundings had changed drastically. In an instant, the boundary forest disappeared and was instead replaced by the vast ocean. Countless rocks lined upon the sea and each of us stood upon a different piece.

I haven’t seen the ocean in such a long time, it was with uncontrollable awe that I stayed stupefied by the sight. Could it be... that this is an illusion? If it truly is an illusion,...