From the moment the hatch of that gorgeous spaceship opened to when Argenti pointed his spear at it, Black Cutter had been in a slightly dazed state.
Running into Argenti in a place like this was something it had never expected.
It still remembered back when it had been acting all high and mighty. It was this same man who just happened to pass by out of nowhere, then used some inexplicable strength to beat it up for no reason.
Why call it inexplicable?
Because at first, this man couldn't even beat it or its animated brothers.
But then, for some reason, he suddenly went crazy, holding that animated spear, shouting things like "Beauty," "Idrila," "that ray of light," and somehow gained power from who-knows-where and beat it senseless.
That loss had been incredibly frustrating. And afterward, Argenti only grew stronger, making Black Cutter once think the guy had been deliberately humiliating it.
Anyway, compared to a Knight of Beauty, in Black Cutter's eyes, this guy was more like some wandering space hooligan.
Still, even though past experiences made Black Cutter dislike Argenti, meeting him right now filled it with joy. It felt like it had run into a savior.
Without caring about Argenti's attitude, it flew over and started "talking," explaining how it had ended up like this. To sum it up in one sentence, it couldn't find Nero.
At this moment, Black Cutter completely forgot that the only one who could normally understand its "language" was its little master. To outsiders, it was just a strange demonic sword that could move on its own.
After finishing its frantic "head-shaking and swaying" explanation in front of Argenti, Black Cutter finally realized something.
The next moment, the sword froze in place, suddenly feeling like all hope was gone.
Looking at Argenti's face, Black Cutter let out a deep sigh.
'Forgot about that.'
This guy who loved meddling in other people's business couldn't understand a word it said.
The excitement Black Cutter had just built up instantly collapsed. The whole sword seemed to lose its spirit, drooping as if it were an old man hunched over, shuffling along with the crowd.
"So that's how it is…"
After listening to Black Cutter's explanation, just as it fell into despair, Argenti suddenly said this.
Those words were like sunlight breaking through clouds. Black Cutter instantly perked up, looking at him with hope.
Then it saw this meddlesome guy looking at it with a gaze full of empathy.
"A weapon separated from its master is pitiful. Just like my spear. Even when it was influenced during our battle that day, it still refused to abandon me."
"Refused to abandon you? It was practically cursing you out back then…" Hearing this, Black Cutter immediately recalled their fight and complained inwardly.
"It just couldn't break free because you were too strong!"
After realizing Argenti might be able to understand it, Black Cutter kept those thoughts to itself instead of saying them out loud.
After all, this guy was currently its only hope of getting back to its little master as soon as possible.
"As a knight, I cannot simply leave you here. Since you've encountered trouble, I must lend a hand."
Argenti placed a hand on his chest and spoke seriously.
"As it happens, recently, Mr. Gepard from Belobog extended an invitation to me. He said someone named Giovanni is planning to host a banquet there."
"That planet was once covered in ice and snow, but it is now recovering. A well-timed banquet is like a sunrise announcing the arrival of day, declaring the return of vitality to that world."
"Please come aboard. I will contact Mr. Nero. When he has time, he will come to take you back."
"But before that, I must ask you a question. Do you acknowledge that the Goddess of Beauty, Idrila, possesses unparalleled beauty?"
Argenti was still Argenti. He would definitely help, but this question was unavoidable.
Even if the one he was asking was a sword.
Black Cutter had no psychological burden answering this. It had no particular beliefs anyway, and besides, its little master had some connection to Beauty. It answered without hesitation, treating it as praise for Nero.
After that, Argenti welcomed Black Cutter aboard the Peerless Vessel. This beautiful spaceship didn't stay in that starry region for long and soon headed toward deeper starlight.
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"Forget it, forget it." Bailu waved her hand in Exalting Sanctum. "Being all worked up isn't good for growing taller. I won't stay mad at her."
After sighing, Bailu gently swayed her tail, clearly deciding not to dwell on the matter anymore.
Banxia, standing nearby, had a look of both guilt and loneliness in her eyes. Lowering her gaze, she continued in a soft voice, "I'm very sorry I didn't tell you the truth, Lady Bailu. But I had my reasons…"
If judged from the perspective of being part of the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus, Banxia's mental state was unusually stable, even enviably so.
"So… what kind of deal did you two make exactly?" March looked at Bailu and Banxia and asked.
Banxia didn't hide anything. Still suppressing her emotions, she said, "I wanted to ask the Dragon Lady to save my beloved. So I used 'helping her escape the Alchemy Division' as the condition in exchange…"
"Although doing this violates the rules of the Vidyadhara, and the Alchemy Division will definitely punish me, I couldn't care about that. I can't just watch him die. So…"
"Wait, what?" Nero suddenly interrupted, looking confused. "Taking Bailu out of the Alchemy Division is illegal? Every time I go there, nobody stops me, not even those pointy-eared old guys…"
Hearing this, Bailu put her hands on her hips, her tail swishing happily. She looked quite proud. "Look at your status!"
"You can barge into the Seat of Divine Foresight and even the general doesn't stop you. Those old geezers wouldn't dare block you!"
Banxia gave a bitter smile. "Lord Nero may not hold an official position on the Xianzhou, but your status is far beyond ours."
After saying that, Banxia let out a long breath. "Everyone, I don't have much time left. So I sincerely beg you, please let me finish this matter."
"That depends on your answer," Nero said. "First, tell me why you hid things from Bailu."
After hesitating for two seconds, Banxia decided not to hide it and spoke honestly, "I thought everything would be fine once we escaped, but those people still chased after us."
"After you destroyed the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus, those fanatics became even more reckless than before."
"As for why I joined them, and everything I went through there… I just couldn't bring myself to tell Lady Bailu."
The Disciples of Sanctus Medicus clearly didn't have a good reputation on the Xianzhou.
Bailu could understand Banxia's concerns, but she still said, "You treated me well, but you shouldn't have hidden things from me."
"I hate it when adults only say half of things and keep the rest hidden. It makes me guess everything, and it's such a headache."
"Oh…" Nero blinked, then looked Banxia up and down like she was some rare species.
"As someone who joined the Disciples, you're actually pretty rare. Tell me about your lover. What happened to him?"
"His name is Liang Mu. He's a short-life species who came seeking medicine," Banxia said.
"I originally thought, for short-life species whose lives pass in the blink of an eye, why struggle so hard?"
"But when I saw him enduring his illness and insisting on treatment, my heart became tangled."
"That feeling was both sweet and painful. I had never experienced anything like it before. I never thought I would fall in love with a short-life species."
"So I thought of Lady Bailu. For mortal illnesses, a single tear from the Dragon Lady is enough to cure them."
"But cases that can receive Lady Bailu's personal treatment are already scheduled thirty years in advance."
"And… I had already started showing signs of mara-struck affliction. The Disciples of Sanctus Medicus regard mara as 'ascending to immortality' and often consume all kinds of strange prescriptions to accelerate it."
"I was no exception. But after meeting Liang Mu, I suddenly realized that 'ascension' is a terrifying thing."
"Even if you become immortal, if you no longer recognize him, don't remember him, or become someone he doesn't recognize…"
"I had no choice but to take this approach. Please forgive me…"
"I've already stopped taking those prescriptions. Along the way, thanks to Lady Bailu's help, I was able to safely make it here."
After listening to Banxia's story, Nero rubbed his chin and said, "Even though that's your reason, it's good that you changed your attitude.
"Countless examples have proven that mara-struck affliction only turns people into monsters, not immortals. Just recently, haven't quite a few of those Disciples ended up dead?"
Banxia, "..."
'What he said actually makes a lot of sense!'
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