Renji: “…”
Suthia : “…”
Renji now understood why what was supposed to be a very simple dispatch task, supposed to be safe, ended up with the system showing that most of the team members were dead or injured upon their return.
Renji remembered that at the time, upon seeing the results of the dispatch, he had furiously cursed the game designers and their ancestors for several generations.
Wondering if it’s too late to apologize now.
Thinking this, Renji couldn’t help but turn his head again to look at Suthia, who was watching the witch’s illusion with him.
To this, the nun blinked her clear, bright, sea-blue eyes innocently at Renji and asked:
“It’s so strange My Lord, why did they all lie down on the ground after drinking Thia’s healing potion?”
“It must be because Thia’s potion was too effective, generating too much heat inside them, so they had to lie down on the ground, after all, the ground is cooler, better for absorbing the potion’s effects,” Renji answered without a second thought.
After hearing this, the nun immediately clapped her hands, her eyes full of admiration for Renji: “My Lord knows so much!”
“That is Just average” 𝑖.𝑐ℴ𝑚
There were many more illusions left by the witch, and Suthia seemed to have discovered something, quickly pulling Renji to look towards another illusion.
This one showed an old church, a tall man shrouded in the shadow of his cloak, having just commanded the troops of the gathering place to clear the Miasma monsters from the abandoned church, was now tallying the spoils of war.
At the back of the church, Ashen pulled out a nun’s habit from a storage box, and the little girl following next to Ashen showed immediate interest in the nun’s habit, her eyes sparkling brightly.
Ashen seemed to notice, and without waiting for the little girl to speak, handed over the nun’s habit. The little girl excitedly took it and seemed unable to wait to get back to the gathering place, hurrying into a nearby empty room.
Not long after, dressed in the nun’s habit, Suthia, who had officially become a nun, excitedly ran to Ashen, seemingly seeking praise from her master for her new clothes. Unfortunately, Ashen remained silent, merely nodding before turning away. The little girl, though a bit disheartened, quickly recovered, clenched her little fists secretly, and then followed Ashen with small quick steps.
Renji remembered this scene. At the time, he had just whimsically thought that the nun’s habit would suit Suthia, so he tried giving it as a gift, and it actually worked.
As for the girl in the nun’s habit wanting praise, Renji really wanted to explain that, outside the screen, he had already praised Thia’s new character design to the skies, but unfortunately, the game didn’t have that option, so his controlled character could only be a cold heartless mute.
“Wait, Thia, don’t tell me you’ve been wearing the same clothes ever since then?”
Renji suddenly thought of a possibility, could it be that Suthia embarked on the path of a nun and the church because of this casual act of his?
“After all, it’s the first piece of clothing Lord Ashen gave to Thia, I could wear it for a lifetime and it still wouldn’t be enough. No other clothing can compare to this! I can’t bear to take it off even when I sleep.”
Seeing Renji’s hesitant expression, Suthia seemed to understand something and quickly explained: “But Thia washes it every day! Including the socks, very clean! Not dirty at all, and no bad smell!”
“Uh, actually, you don’t have to wash it”
“Eh, really? So Lord Ashen likes this sort of things?” Suthia immediately showed a regretful expression upon hearing this.
“No, what I mean is Thia herself is fragrant, pure, and without filth, don’t misunderstand”
While Renji was helpless, he also felt a bit nostalgic. Not willing to take off the clothes means that afterwards, it’s unnecessary to ask; Suthia must have thought he liked nuns, so she steadfastly developed in this direction.
Thinking this, Renji was no longer satisfied with just holding Suthia’s hand, but instead embraced the nun’s entire delicate body into his arms.
What followed for Renji and Suthia was like an old married couple snuggled together looking through an old photo album.
They watched as the “Ashen Gathering Place” went from an obscure, unnoticed small force, struggling daily for survival and food, to showing promise, becoming a small but famous new gathering place, and finally to waging war against the Roca Gathering Place, successfully defeating it in one fell swoop, absorbing it, and becoming the new overlord of the region, the only super-large gathering place.
During this time, the Eclipses of the gathering place around the “Cloaked Leader” changed batch after batch, but the one constant was the little girl in the nun’s habit always by his side.
Oh no, to be accurate, there was a change.
As the gathering place developed, eating was no longer a problem, and with various nutrition, the little girl who initially reached up to Ashen’s waist, now stood at Ashen’s chest.
Besides her height, her development in all aspects was becoming more mature, which could be seen from another illusion.
In this scene, Suthia now had her own room, complete with various small pieces of furniture and decorations, indicating the gathering place had developed to the point of being able to start building brick houses.
In the room, Suthia was struggling to fit into the nun’s habit, but even if the waist still fit within range, the hip and bust were clearly too much over the standard.
The little nun in the scene, after a lot of effort, finally managed to squeeze her jugs into her habit, but as soon as she stood up, several buttons on the front burst open as if they could no longer bear the weight.
From the mended traces around the button area, it’s likely not the first time the buttons have popped off. Suthia tried to sew them back on each time, but there’s only so much that can be done. The original nun’s habit seems to have reached its limit, no longer able to accommodate Suthia as she transitioned from a “little girl” to a “big sister.”
In the scene, the nun is seen holding the damaged clothing, sitting on the bed in a daze, and after a while, tears start to fall. Suthia appears both angry and annoyed, looking at the clothes she can no longer fit into, filled with grievance and sadness.
Especially upon seeing Suthia cry over this, Renji couldn’t help but say with a heavy heart, “I’m sorry Thia, it’s my fault. I didn’t notice these things before. I should have had someone make you a new one sooner.”
“No, it’s not the same. This piece of clothing means something special to Thia, a hundred others made by someone else couldn’t compare, that’s why Thia is so upset.”
The nun nestled in Renji’s arms shook her head, but quickly seemed to remember something, suddenly lifting her head to look at Renji, and then blinked.
“But fortunately, after Thia was promoted to the Disaster Rank, didn’t you give Thia a brand new nun’s habit? Thia remembers that day very clearly.”
‘Another one was given?’
‘Oh, right, is that referring to the new character design after the promotion?’
Renji was just nodding along, but seeing Suthia now blinking and making a strange expression, he realized something was amiss.
‘What about giving clothes?’
‘Or was it that something else happened that day?’
‘Something else… Uh.’
‘Damn!’
Renji pondered his game memories, suddenly coming to a realization, becoming a bit panicked, and was about to quickly change the subject, but it was a bit too late for that.
Gently, Suthia pulled up the scene from that day from the illusion, for both of them to watch.
That day at the gathering place was very lively, having just achieved a great victory in the battle for supremacy in the Blackhole area against the Roca Gathering Place, with the Ashen Gathering Place ending in absolute victory.
It was also through this battle that Suthia accumulated enough experience points to officially join the ranks of the “Disaster Level.”
At night, the large gathering place was brightly lit, filled with a celebratory atmosphere, and in a certain leader’s room, the little girl, oh no, she’s not little anymore, should be referred to as a “young woman” now.
As a “Disaster Level” reward, the young woman received a new nun’s habit, more mature and sophisticated than before. The design of the nun’s habit itself might indeed be a bit avant-
garde, such as replacing the skirt with a high slit on the lower half, the lining turned into white lace, and more hollowed-out designs at the chest, overall more form-fitting, showcasing more contours and curves.
Once properly worn, combined with the young woman’s temperament, no one would think of it in a perverse way; it’s very sacred and holy.
However, the issue is, once the young woman’s temperament and mindset change, the charm of this set of nun’s habit can also instantly shift to her mood, with purity and pure desire being a thin line apart.
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