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With the incredible speed of the God's Foot (Shinsokutsuu), the journey from the area near the northern border of Huaxia-where territorial issues with the Arctic Circle nation still required historical verification of former dynasties' borders-to Mount Lu took only a few minutes.
As for Grayfia, who had not mastered the God's Foot or the Authority of Divine Speed, and had only reached Huaxia from the Free Federation thanks to Lancelot's [Chaser] title, she was naturally carried by Hiro the entire way.
It was unrealistic to expect Luo Hao to carry someone.
Inside the small hermitage on Mount Lu, Hiro and Luo Hao sat facing each other.
As the host, Luo Hao was currently presenting herself as a virtuous, capable, and dignified young woman, personally preparing tea for her guest.
"As Cui Lian dislikes Western coffee and wine, I only have green tea offered by my followers. Please forgive me for the poor hospitality."
Ignoring Grayfia, who stood quietly behind Hiro, Luo Hao gently placed a teacup in front of him and spoke in a soft, composed voice.
Hiro picked up the cup, used the newly acquired [Eternity and Infinity] to adjust the temperature to a comfortable level, and took a small sip.
"It is only tea. Cui Lian, your words about poor hospitality are too heavy."
He had long since given up trying to persuade Grayfia-who insisted on calling herself a "maid" and standing behind him-to sit beside him.
Since it was harmless, he saw no reason to force her to change.
Hearing his words, Luo Hao was momentarily stunned, then revealed an unexpected smile.
"It seems that you, like me, do not care about such trivial matters."
"Probably."
Hiro shrugged, neither confirming nor denying her statement.
"In that case, let us get straight to the point."
Luo Hao's voice paused slightly.
She lifted her gaze to the maid standing silently behind Hiro and frowned faintly.
"However, before that, I have a question. I hope Hiro will answer it honestly."
Noticing her change in expression and the direction of her gaze, Hiro raised an eyebrow, feeling slightly puzzled.
Even if there had been a misunderstanding at first, Grayfia was the one at a disadvantage. They had even fought side by side earlier. Why was Luo Hao still dissatisfied?
Despite his thoughts, he answered without hesitation.
"Of course. If it's a question that's inconvenient to answer, I won't respond-but I won't lie to evade it either."
Hearing his firm reply, Luo Hao quietly let out a breath of relief.
That's good.
Hiro isn't narrow-minded, and he didn't take offense at my suspicion.
Yet when she thought of the question she was about to ask, a rare trace of hesitation appeared on her face, as if she had yet to make up her mind.
They had known each other for less than an hour, but the impression Hiro left on her fully lived up to the title "King of Martial Arts."
Precisely because of that, when Hiro noticed her hesitation, his expression could only be described as-
What the hell?
That feeling intensified when he saw a faint blush slowly spread across Luo Hao's cheeks.
Cui Lian, what are you thinking?
Hiro muttered inwardly as he watched her part her red lips and speak a sentence that gave him an overwhelming sense of déjà vu.
"I wonder, in Hiro's eyes... what kind of woman is Cui Lian?"
Hiro: ...
Grayfia: ...
Even someone of her level is attracted to the Master's temperament and wants to become his concubine?
"Hm, Cui Lian, did you just-"
Thinking he had misheard, Hiro was about to ask her to repeat herself.
Then he met her beautiful eyes.
Shyness.
A hint of hidden anger.
And unmistakably, a plea.
He immediately swallowed the rest of his words.
What did I do this time?
We've only known each other for about an hour.
How did Cui Lian come to like me?
Hiro fell silent briefly, putting on a thoughtful expression as he considered his response.
That said, purely in terms of appearance, Luo Hao was indeed exceptional-surpassing even Erica, Mariya Yuri, and Seishuuin Ena.
(The original setting, I suppose.)
"Because Cui Lian and I only met today, and have known each other for less than an hour, my view of you is inevitably biased. You don't need to take it too seriously."
"Mm."
The King of Martial Arts-surname Luo, given name Cui Lian, courtesy name Hao-nodded lightly.
"Since our first encounter was a fight, and you didn't give me a chance to explain, my initial impression was that you were somewhat arrogant. However, that changed after I learned of your desire to 'defend the homeland.'"
"After that, your openness and invitation gave me a sense of heroic valor-worthy of the title 'King of Martial Arts.' As for your appearance and demeanor, you are an unparalleled, peerless beauty."
As she listened, Luo Hao's expression gradually steadied, and the blush on her cheeks slowly faded, as if she had overcome her earlier unease.
Yet within her heart, the strange feeling that had surfaced moments ago swelled rapidly in the opposite direction, almost making her dizzy.
So... in his eyes, I am that kind of woman?
Is this happiness?
Or something else?
Her heartbeat unconsciously quickened, and her beautiful eyes drifted slightly out of focus.
After hearing Hiro's answer, Luo Hao didn't hesitate.
She asked the question she had long wanted to ask, but had suppressed for countless reasons.
"Then... if I were to become your wife, and we were to live and die together from this point on-would you be willing?"
The instant the words left her mouth, her consciousness snapped back, her mind going blank.
What did I just say?!
What if he thinks I'm shameless?
Looking at Luo Hao opposite him-who now looked nothing like the dignified Cult Master, but instead like a pure, shy girl-Hiro shook his head, utterly bewildered.
In the original work, she was clearly so composed.
So why does her personality seem to collapse around me?
The collapse of the art style-no, the personality setting...
"If Cui Lian has this intention..."
After staying on Mount Lu as a guest for several days, Hiro finally departed with Grayfia, heading back toward the Mariya Shrine.
As soon as he steadied himself, Hiro put Grayfia down from his arms.
In front of the wooden board covered in ema prayer plaques stood a humanoid figure formed entirely of gray stone.
[God's Eye] revealed the other party's true name to him-
Yogg: Important Character.
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