northernbook Chapter 369 Sister Ta Zi, you still need to practice more!
Chapter 369 Sister Ta Zi, you still need to practice more!
A little earlier.
After chatting with Einstein for a few minutes, Qiong hurriedly hung up the phone and ran back to the place where she had just encountered Xing.
"small star!"
But where was Xing? Qiong searched around the training ground of the Undying Blade, calling Xing's name as she searched, but no one responded.
"Could it be that they took him away?"
Qiong quickly thought of Susana and Yarvit. Logically speaking, Xing should have the most basic self-care ability, so she shouldn't be lost, right?
Even so, he immediately expanded his search area around the Undying Blade training ground: he searched the corridors, rest areas, and even the connecting passages to other squad areas—but in the end, because he didn't know the way, he circled back to the Undying Blade training ground.
"Star—! Are you there?"
Qiong's shouts sounded very abrupt in the empty training ground, but not a single Valkyrie, let alone Xing, passed by.
"What about people?"
Qiong stopped running around aimlessly and began to think about how to solve the problem with his wisdom: it seemed that contacting Alvitsushana to find Xing was the best way, but the problem was that he didn't have their phone numbers...
Forget it! Anyway, she won't disappear. She'll definitely show up in a few minutes. And I'm not some kind of controlling, sister-obsessed brother—I don't think so.
Qiong decided to rest for a bit, leaning against the wall. Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind: Xing had found the Star Jade and the raw stone in the trash can, and he had unreasonably demanded that she throw them back…
Is it possible that Xing is currently squatting in a trash can?
Probably not.
Regardless, Qiong hurriedly ran towards the trash can. When she arrived at the trash can—perhaps because one of the maids was particularly tidy, the trash can at the Immortal Blade training ground did not emit an unpleasant smell.
Qiong bent down and gently tapped the side of the bucket.
"Xiaoxing, are you inside?"
no respond.
Seeing no response, Qiong decisively opened the trash can lid a crack. After confirming that no one was there, Qiong instinctively reached in to take the constantly glowing Star Jade and Primal Stones from the can—don't misunderstand, he didn't intend to collect all 160 stones to play a grand summoning spell; he just wanted to check the quality of this Shadow Creation Material and whether it would attract Leiera…
Of course, if it's completely harmless like "that shadow baseball bat that no longer exists" and the dragon's roar in the shadow box, he wouldn't mind keeping it as an accessory... no, he'd rather let Xing keep it himself.
"Raw stone, Xingqiong..."
Just as Qiong was carefully examining the "treasure" he had dug out of the trash can under the light, a voice carrying a hint of helplessness and doubt rang out behind him.
"Sora-kun? You're Sora-kun, right?"
"Rita?!"
Qiong's movements froze instantly, as if a pause button had been pressed. At this moment, just like at that moment before, he suddenly understood Theresa a little: Damn it, his image...
"You saw nothing, I saw nothing—"
Qiong slowly pulled his gaze away from the crystal-clear raw stone Xingqiong in his hand, turned around with a forced smile to look at the scumbag maid who was probably grinning mischievously—well, he didn't see Rita at first glance, he saw Durandal with a face full of confusion and shock, unable to understand Qiong's "special fondness" for trash cans.
"Um... it's you two! Long time no see! Good morning!"
Qiong chuckled dryly and tried to quietly close the trash can lid.
“If I swear on Bishop Otto’s conscience that I don’t want to rummage through the trash… would you believe me?”
Durandal shook her head, cleared her throat, and tried her best to maintain the demeanor of the strongest Valkyrie of the Undying Blade team.
"Qiong... classmate, if you need any help, you can write a report and submit it to Rita or directly to headquarters. There's no need... no need to rummage through the trash can."
Rita, with a smile on her face, nodded.
Caught red-handed, Qiong looked at the two S-rank Valkyries in front of her and wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into, or... simply hide in a trash can?
"I... I just wanted to eliminate any potential danger..."
Qiong muttered softly, which turned into a mosquito's buzz.
Just as Qiong was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to do, Rita broke the silence.
"Qiong, if you can't provide a reasonable explanation, I'm afraid you'll receive a public reprimand over the headquarters broadcast tomorrow..."
"ah????"
Qiong looked at Rita in disbelief—you shameless Herrscher of the Vulgarity, all I did was beat you once and show you some concern, and you want me to die like that?
It doesn't matter outside of Earth, but what about inside Earth? If this gets back to St. Freya, won't that idiot Na laugh at her for days?
Just as Qiong was about to explode, a loud "bang, bang, bang" sound came from the ceiling, and then...
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"That's about it. So I really didn't mean to rummage through the trash or steal anything..."
Xing stared at Qiong, trying to smell a lie coming from her brother—but she couldn't detect it.
However, she was certain of one thing: her brother was a hypocrite. He only concealed his true nature because he wanted to pretend to be an adult, just like her—she used to… well, she couldn't remember.
In short, after hearing Qiong's explanation, Xing's expression softened considerably. Before accepting Durandal's invitation for the brother and sister to train, citing the reason that "they shouldn't neglect their daily training just because they're at headquarters," Xing patted Qiong's shoulder and even made Qiong bend over—unfortunately, she wasn't bending over enough. If Qiong were a little shorter, Xing would be in a superior position right now.
"I understand, I understand. I know what you're thinking... So, you can be my younger brother too, right? Brother—Qiong, call me 'older sister' so I can hear it? Otherwise, I'll take my treasure back!"
"Ok?"
Qiong felt like her ears were broken. Was this Xiaoxing?
Your brother understands that you're clingy because of amnesia; kids are naturally active, and he understands that too, but...
What's with that look of a gentle, reliable older sister giving her abstract younger brother? She thinks she can get him to sell his soul for a single Primal Stone and a Star Crystal? Who taught you that? Otto Apocalypse?!
At least 160 pieces... cough cough, that won't do!
Anyway, Qiong's face darkened in front of Xing.
Can this little sister travel back a billion years? Give him back that aloof, quiet, but incredibly reliable little sister!
But then I thought, that star was burdened with heavy responsibilities by that bastard Lithost, forcing her to grow up... If there weren't so many burdens, that star would probably be the same as she is now, right?
Qiong looked at her sister, who was both strange and familiar, and smiled helplessly.
"Star, Sky, come train! Opportunities to train with Lady Durandal are rare!"
"coming!"
After Susana greeted the two, Qiong Chaoxing blinked, turned around, and walked into the training ground. Xing stood there, watching her brother's back, momentarily stunned.
"Hey, brother—Qiong! Do you agree or not? If you don't answer, I'll take it as a yes!"
Qiong had already entered the training ground and didn't respond to Xing. Xing felt slightly annoyed... It's alright, training, right? Later during training, I'll show Qiong how powerful she is, make him admit defeat and call me "sister" with complete respect!
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Durandal chose basic physical training instead of combat training.
As Durandal moved, her perfectly proportioned body, without an ounce of excess fat, stretched out, and her full breasts heaved at the neckline of her tight vest...
When the girl chose to tie her long, wavy blonde hair into a ponytail, Xing promptly joined the ponytail trend and also joined another treadmill next to Durandal—incidentally, her brother was right next to her.
Durandal's steps were perfectly steady, her breathing calm and long. She glanced to her side; although Xing seemed completely oblivious to adjusting her breathing according to the treadmill's speed, how had she managed to maintain this pace all this time?
In contrast, Qiong, who was looking straight ahead, had much better control over the rhythm.
"Good physical fitness, it's amazing that it's lasted this long."
Yulandel's lips curled slightly, her tone unreadable—whether it was approval or a teasing remark about Xing's inability to control her breathing.
"That is!"
Xing grinned; she had plenty of strength!
Several treadmills were running in sync. The air was thick with the smell of sweat. Durandal's gaze involuntarily fell once again on Xing beside her—the gray-haired girl didn't seem to be paying attention; she wasn't just daydreaming, she had never been focused at all…
How can he have run this far without even breaking a sweat? Interesting.
"Focus, Star."
Durandal feels it's better to give a reminder.
"Also, control your breathing and feel your muscles working. Sustained training isn't about brute force; it's about absolute control over every inch of your body—look at your brother…"
Upon hearing Durandal's words, Xing turned her head away and began to run around erratically, doing as she pleased.
Durandal smiled helplessly. Those who don't listen to good advice will suffer the consequences. She'll soon find out what happens—look at Qiong, how focused she is on her training!
Little did Durandal know, the reason Qiong's gaze was fixed ahead was mainly because of the conspicuous frontal armor of certain individuals, and the fact that my white tracksuit was trembling slightly...
Don't look at what you shouldn't see, understand?
He was afraid that if he looked at too much, he would develop dangerous thoughts, and Rita, who seemed to be targeting him, would label him a pervert...
drop--
Huh? Someone stopped?
Durandal turned her head immediately upon hearing the sound, her sharp gaze instantly locking onto her target—so this is the consequence of not focusing and not controlling her breathing! Presumably, Xing's body is protesting right now, as if she's about to give a lecture... wait, not Xing?
"Captain (Lady Durandal), I can't go on... I'm not good at running..."
At this moment, Arvit and Susana were sprawled out on the mat next to the treadmill, their chests heaving, but they were immediately pulled up from the ground by Rita, who had an angelic smile on her face.
"Alvit, Susana, get up! You can't lie down right after exercising~"
Seeing Alvit and Susana collapse, Xing laughed gleefully, her laughter making her running rhythm even more erratic. Even so, she didn't stop, stubbornly continuing to run. Durandal, watching Xing's indomitable spirit, became increasingly curious about her performance. Did this girl possess inexhaustible stamina?
She increased the speed of her treadmill, wanting to see how long Xing could keep going. Xing noticed Durandal's increased speed and, after a moment's thought, also quickened her pace.
beep—
Just then, the treadmill suddenly made a strange noise and stopped running.
"Alright, Xiaoxing, take a rest. That concludes today's rehabilitation exercises. Your workout intensity has already surpassed that of a B-rank Valkyrie!"
Arvit and Susana, mouths agape like fish out of water, could only gasp for breath, too exhausted even to protest to Qiong. The best tool and the newcomer of the Undying Blade truly realized now that this Undying Blade was not a place to stay…
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"Ah, I'm alive again..."
Looking at Alvitt slumped on the bench, Qiong had reason to suspect that Alvitt had simply been fooling him back then—could it be that she herself couldn't do it?