Speaking of which, Ning Ling still harbored many doubts about Ning Xi’s sudden appearance here.
She didn’t believe the Combat Division guys would let her pass through so unguarded unless they had some ulterior motive.
“How did you get to B City?”
Thinking this, Ning Ling asked bluntly, somewhat out of the blue.
Most people would be curious about her intentions when asked so directly.
But Ning Xi was no ordinary person.
“Me? I… half walked here, half flew.”
“No one stopped you?”
“No one can stop me.”
Ning Ling smacked her forehead, feeling speechless for a moment.
Trying to ask indirectly about something seemed difficult.
“So who are you here to find?”
“I’m here to find… uh, my daughter, and another special person.”
“Mm, your daughter… wait, you said a special person?”
Ning Ling had planned to follow up, though she was only asking rhetorically.
She already knew the answer would be Luo Jialan, but she didn’t expect Ning Xi to mention another individual.
“Yes, I can’t recall her exact details, but I know she left some terrible things in my mind.”
Upon hearing this, Ning Ling’s brows arched, a trace of seriousness appearing on her usually calm face.
Could it be the Combat Division’s doing?
She didn’t want any more bad things added to her memories.
“How do you know she’s in B City?”
“I—I just know.”
Ning Ling pressed her lips and took a deep breath.
There was no extracting more information, but it was definitely something impossible to ignore.
“So how are you planning to find her?”
“Before coming, I happened to save a little one named Edma. Although she’s quite mischievous, she said she knows how to find that person, so I entrusted the matter to her.”
Ning Xi revealed a faint “Freedom Magic” chain connected to Edma.
As long as she wished, she could pull Edma back forcibly at any time.
Though subtle, this chain was directly linked to Edma’s magic core, partially fused with it.
It was a lifeline binding Edma tightly—any misstep on her part would have severe consequences.
Besides, Edma owed Ning Xi a favor; she longed for that Freedom Magic that could bypass magic radars, allowing her to freely travel between cities. It was incredibly convenient.
“Edma? So it’s her… wait, who’s this special person you mentioned?”
“I can’t say her name, but I can simulate her magic.”
A faint pink magic flickered in Ning Xi’s palm, barely visible.
With just a touch of sensing, Ning Ling instantly knew who it was.
Unexpected, indeed.
But how could she have manipulated Ning Xi?
She was clearly a subpar D-Rank Magical Girl, if Ning Ling wasn’t mistaken—unless…
She was hiding something important.
Now, the danger might not be Su Mu; perhaps Luo Jialan was the weaker party.
“Sorry, I have urgent matters.”
With that, Ning Ling stood up, her eyes flickering with an uncertain glow.
“What’s wrong? You’re leaving? I can follow you, right? You said you wouldn’t object, didn’t you?”
“… You’d better not come.”
Ning Ling’s gaze shifted to the nearby Dojo, her eyes darkening as she prepared to step forward.
But at that moment, she was startled by a powerful surge of magic that sent a chill down her spine.
She turned around in shock, looking behind Ning Xi to see a mysterious woman who had appeared without anyone noticing.
She hadn’t sensed this person approaching at all, only reacting when the woman unleashed her magic.
Though Ning Ling’s current strength could no longer reach B-rank, she was nearly unmatched within C-rank.
With the Combat Division’s strict surveillance, no new B-rank should appear in B City without warning.
The only possibility was that this person belonged to the Combat Division—and was among its core members.
“Who are you?”
“Oh? You don’t remember me?”
Hearing Ning Ling’s question, the woman looked surprised.
She turned to face Ning Ling, seemingly wanting her to get a good look at her mature, charming face.
At a glance, she was just an ordinary beauty—black hair, fair skin, neither tall nor short.
Her figure and features were just right, leaving little impression.
“What do you mean?”
Sensing the mockery in the woman’s tone, Ning Ling frowned.
This visitor was clearly hostile.
“Nothing much. I’m just surprised by my mistake. Didn’t expect your memory to be so severely damaged. Did the surgery I performed really mess up your brain that badly?”
The woman said this absurdly excessive line as she slowly moved behind Ning Xi, placing a hand on her shoulder.
But Ning Xi sat there dumbfounded, seemingly unaware of the woman’s presence.
Hearing the woman’s words, Ning Ling’s pupils suddenly shrank to pinpoints.
She swiftly drew a dark-colored ruler from her sleeve, pure magic rippling across it—almost as pure as that wielded by Magical Girls.
“Shh, don’t overreact.”
In the next instant, the woman vanished like a ghost, then placed her hand on Ning Ling’s shoulder, causing a cold sweat to break out.
Ning Ling hurriedly swung the ruler back fiercely, but her wrist was easily grasped by the woman.
The force she exerted hit an immovable surface, not stirring even a ripple.
In a flash, Ning Ling was tightly restrained.
This was beyond the capabilities of an ordinary B-rank.
What kind of existence was she?!
Seeing Ning Ling so controlled, Ning Xi remained like a puppet, silently watching.
“Strange, isn’t it? Why is she not reacting at all?”
The woman leaned close to Ning Ling’s ear, whispering with a smile that reminded Ning Ling of someone else—her malicious tone was just as familiar, sending a shiver through her body.
“Unfortunately, the puppeteer has no obligation to explain to her puppet. So, my dear Ning Ling—no, should I say, Ms. Luo Linglan—you just need to cooperate with the upcoming performance.”
***
Su Mu was busily washing bowls, her hands practiced from years of handling chores since childhood.
But once again, she nearly dropped a bowl—not from weakness, but because she kept feeling Luo Jialan’s unsettling gaze.
Every time she glanced back, she noticed Luo Jialan was somehow even closer.
‘Was she walking silently?’
Just as she was thinking this, a small hand slipped into her clothes, brushing along her waist and starting to climb up her smooth skin.
Her limbs weakened and her body sagged suddenly.
The bowl crashed heavily into the sink, and Su Mu fell straight into Luo Jialan’s arms.
She had fallen right into the trap!
“W-what are you doing? Don’t move, ah!”
After waiting so long, Luo Jialan finally saw Su Mu’s shy expression—and of course, she wouldn’t stop, becoming even more brazen.
While Su Mu was too weak to resist and almost falling asleep, Luo Jialan still had plenty of energy left to imagine many interesting things.
During this time when Su Mu belonged to her, she intended to fulfill every one of them!
Today, Su Mu was actually her breakfast—of course, as well as lunch, dinner, and midnight snack…
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