Hero? Are You Worthy?
Chapter 324 - 203 Asina Wants to Grasp Happiness (5)

Chapter 324: Chapter 203 Asina Wants to Grasp Happiness (5)

What’s happening?

This... this isn’t right, is it?

Is Asina trying to frame me?

Facing the enthusiastic Asina in his arms, Qin Chu was somewhat baffled.

He couldn’t understand Asina’s reaction and couldn’t remember the things he had gone through with her. For a woman, shouldn’t she be angry and sad? Then comes the line, "You can’t even remember what happened between us; it shows you never really cared about me. You’re a jerk. Let’s break up."

But why did Asina seem happier the less he knew?

I don’t get it!

However, although Qin Chu didn’t quite understand Asina’s thoughts, he at least understood one thing, that was, in the face of such an enthusiastic girl, he must respond.

That’s what a gentleman does.

Moreover, Asina was more passionate tonight than ever before.

If Jie Luo was really present, Qin Chu could even pat Jie Luo on the shoulder and boast to him proudly, "Asina was taught by me; how about that, not bad, huh?"

Asina seemed to truly no longer care about anything, be it dignity or whatever.

...

Asina had no more strength and lay on Qin Chu’s chest.

Asina always had an illusion, feeling like there wasn’t much difference between being with Lord Jie Luo and with Qin Chu... she always felt like it was the same person.

The thought in her mind made Asina feel a bit silly.

I’m really foolish, after all, they share the same body. Isn’t it normal to feel similar? Even if the person before me now is Lord Jie Luo, it’s still Qin Chu’s body, isn’t it?

No matter what, as long as she can confirm the consciousness, the soul, in front of her is truly Lord Jie Luo, that’s good enough.

This is the biggest difference between Lord Jie Luo and Qin Chu.

When she’s with Qin Chu, all she feels is disgust, only hoping it would end quickly.

But when the person before her is Lord Jie Luo, it’s nothing but happiness, wishing time could last forever.

Lord Jie Luo’s tenderness versus Qin Chu’s roughness, they’re completely different. She had never experienced such happiness with Qin Chu... but occasionally, a little roughness seems to have... a different charm.

Asina felt somewhat depressed, gently shaking her little head, trying to throw out all the memories Qin Chu left in her mind, especially not to compare them with Lord Jie Luo.

That would be an insult to Lord Jie Luo.

But the more she tried, some of the images in her mind became even clearer, making Asina increasingly annoyed.

She adjusted her position and laid her cheek against Jie Luo’s chest, listening to his strong heartbeat.

"Lord Jie Luo, how is your soul recovery going?" Asina asked, adjusting her breath.

Her throat was a bit hoarse.

Perhaps to affirm her own feelings, Asina had been shouting Jie Luo’s name out loud, and to Qin Chu, it sounded very odd.

How to put it... surprisingly, perhaps, maybe... he didn’t dislike it?

"These days, for you I..." Asina pursed her lips, some words she just couldn’t voice.

But ’Jie Luo’s’ face was already filled with sorrow, his hand gently brushed through Asina’s hair: "Little Xina, you don’t have to say it, I know... these days, you and Catherine have suffered."

Hearing Lord Jie Luo’s gentle words, Asina’s nose tingled, and she nearly burst into tears.

With Lord Jie Luo’s words, she was content.

As long as Lord Jie Luo remembered their hardships, their sacrifices, and could recover sooner, any sacrifice was bearable for Asina.

"Your soul..."

"It should have recovered a bit," ’Jie Luo’ said with a helpless, bitter smile: "Little Xina, you know this kind of soul fragmentation injury, to fully recover, it’s measured in years, it might take decades..."

"Even if there has been a recovery, it’s very hard to detect."

Asina understood this situation and nodded slightly without saying much.

"By the way..." Asina was reassured, all was well, but Qin Chu still had many doubts: "Little Xina, what was that just now?"

"Why did you suddenly ask me so many questions..."

Qin Chu had to clarify this point, to remember to steer clear in the future.

Asina, unsuspecting, smiled shyly: "It’s because I was researching in the library for ways to speed up the recovery of your soul... and I happened to meet the president of the Mage Association, Mr. Anthony."

Now, she was thoroughly and utterly convinced that the person she was facing was Jie Luo, with no trace of doubt, speaking openly in response to Qin Chu’s inquiries.

"From Mr. Anthony, I learned some things about souls, and he told me that a Soul Fragment can contain very little memory and spirit, so when you seemed very familiar with me, I thought you might know a lot... "

"This clearly exceeds the memory capacity that a Fragment can hold, so I suspected this might be a trap set by Qin Chu..."

Asina stuck out her tongue cutely, seemingly quite embarrassed by her own doubts.

Qin Chu’s body, on the other hand, stiffened suddenly... My God, it was for such a reason; He had just been desperately searching his memories for the contents of Rose Vesper’s diary, hoping to answer Asina’s questions.

If he had answered more questions correctly, it would have been strange if Asina hadn’t suspected something.

Luckily, luckily.

Since there was no record in the diary, he really couldn’t come up with an answer, yet he had luckily stumbled upon the right one by mistake.

And then there’s, oh, Elder Anthony...

What have I done to offend you, to make you want to harm me?

However, Qin Chu was merely complaining in his mind.

He knew that Elder Anthony was just a magic fanatic; for Anthony, wealth, power, or women would only interfere with his research on magic.

Asina took Qin Chu’s stiff body as a sign of anger, and she became somewhat panicked, thinking that Lord Jie Luo was angry because of her probing. She hurriedly used her hands to prop herself up, letting her chestnut-colored long hair fall over her chest in a slightly disheveled manner that had a charm of its own.

"Lord Jie Luo, are... are you angry?"

’Jie Luo’ suddenly laughed, "Little Xina, what are you thinking? Why would I be angry with you?"

"What you did was very right, do you know that, Little Xina? You should always maintain your skepticism like that."

"Think about it, if I’m not Jie Luo..."

"If all of this is a conspiracy by that bastard Qin Chu..."

Cursing himself felt a bit odd.

"How much suffering would you have to endure? I can hardly imagine such a scene; it would be too cruel for both you and Catherine."

Hearing Lord Jie Luo’s words, Asina’s heart was finally able to calm down a bit—Lord Jie Luo wasn’t angry, that was good.

"However, my Little Xina..."

"There’s one thing you must remember. Although I can’t appear often, at least when I do appear before you, at least now, I am Jie Luo!"

"So, just trust me at this moment, and pour out any worries or troubles in your heart to me."

"Mhm!" Asina nodded her little head vigorously, engraving Lord Jie Luo’s words in her heart.

After a while, Asina’s face turned red again.

She felt a bit odd, perhaps because it would be such a pity for Lord Jie Luo’s rare appearance to end like this.

She wanted to grasp this hard-won happiness.

Seeing Lord Jie Luo’s current state, he seemed to be able to hold on for a while longer, maybe he could recover a bit more.

...

It was in the early hours of the morning when Asina left Qin Chu’s tent.

She didn’t want Qin Chu to see her existence when his consciousness revived, worrying that it might raise his suspicions.

After this period, the doubts that had been weighing on Asina’s mind finally disappeared at that moment, and her face was filled with smiles.

On the other hand, Qin Chu also breathed a sigh of relief.

Asina was such an intelligent girl; she was really difficult to deal with.

Even the slightest clue could arouse Asina’s suspicions, and one careless move could give the game away. This time, he had muddled through by sheer fluke, even strengthening Asina’s belief that he was Jie Luo, but he might not be so lucky the next time; he would have to be even more careful in the future.

Just as the morning sunlight began to appear, the group encamped on the grassland set off once more.

On the way, they started to see dead bodies, likely soldiers unable to withstand the terror brought by the demons.

Lacking food and water, with both spirit and body exhausted, and even with severe injuries, those who had escaped the battlefield couldn’t have fled far before the scorching sun overhead quickly took their lives.

The closer they got to the front lines, the more such bodies they saw.

By noontime, the ravaged camp finally came into full view.

Upon seeing the scene in the distance, everyone involuntarily inhaled sharply, their expressions grave.

For those who had never been on a battlefield against demons, the scene before them was enough to make their souls tremble.

The ruined camp was filled with demons.

Swarming and teeming en masse, they surged forward like a towering tsunami, and the bodies of human soldiers couldn’t withstand the demons’ claws and fangs, being torn into fragments.

The ravaging noise of magic, the whistling of arrows, the groans of the wounded, the screams of the dying... all these sounds mixed together, making this place as terrifying as Hell itself!

The thick smell of blood spread between heaven and earth.

The vast expanse of land in front had turned into a muddy mess.