Chapter 603: True Light

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Chapter 603: True Light

The next morning, the sky was blue, the sunlight clear, and the breeze pleasant.

Leaving Wang Zikai’s place, Gao Yang, Six Rime, and Can got a ride to Li City University.

During the ride, Gao Yang closed his eyes and pretended to rest while he accessed his system to check his stats.

[You have accumulated 549 Luck points.]

[Constitution: 441 Endurance: 448]

[Strength: 1108 Agility: 1872]

[Willpower: 1817 Charisma: 636]

[Luck: 1777]

[Teleportation Lv6]

[Replicate Lv6]

[Fire Lv6] Upstodatee from n(0)/ve/lbIn/.(co/m

[Double Lv6]

[Psychic Armor Lv5]

[Lie Detection Lv4]

[Lucky Lv5]

...

Getting out of the car, Gao Yang, Can, and Six Rime went to the teachers’ offices together, seeking out Gao Yang’s counselor. Can waited outside the office, while Six Rime, in plain clothes, accompanied Gao Yang as his cousin.

The counselor knew that Gao Yang’s parents had tragically passed away in the fire at the Green Mountain and wasn’t particularly surprised by Gao Yang’s decision to pull out of the school, but still tried to persuade him. “Gao Yang, you should mourn and move on. You get quite good grades for your required classes. It’ll be a shame for you to give up now...”

“Thank you.” Gao Yang smiled gratefully. “But I only have my sister now, and she’s studying art, which is quite expensive. I have to work to earn money...”

“Ah, that’s...” The counselor was sympathetic and resigned.

“Don’t worry. Once my sister’s in college, I’ll return to school.”

Inside, the thick curtains were drawn close. The dim room was illuminated only by a burning candle, held by an ancient-looking bronze stand on the tribute table covered in arcane items.

Standing before a full-length mirror, Nainai was wearing a long grayish-blue wig, a pair of bunny ears, a black bunny girl uniform, gray stockings, and short black heels.

She leaned forward with her hands dropped in a relaxed manner, cocking her head to smile at her reflection. She was cosplaying the female lead of a romance anime.

“Ah, I don’t go well with romance stuff...” Nainai held onto her low-cut uniform and pulled it upward, but that did nothing to make her curves more pronounced. “Bunny senpai’s got the best body. Even this Empress cannot embody...”

“Embody what?” Gao Yang’s double had quietly teleported into the room, standing before Nainai.

“Ahh!”

Nainai screamed and dashed to hide behind the lace curtains behind the tribute table. Grabbing a loose grim reaper’s black robe, she covered herself and shouted with a flushed face, “You insolent peasant! How dare you peep into this Empress...”

“Your Majesty! The gears of fate are turning!” Gao Yang didn’t have the time to explain properly, so he dropped to one knee and made his declaration, catching Nainai by surprise.

“Huh?”

Gao Yang continued, “Please make your choice!”

“Hm? What, what...”

“The Creator Witch and the First Fallen Angel are at odds in the end. While you are the descendent of the two and the chosen one, it is time for you to make a choice.”

“Are you going to lead the subjects of the Creator Witch to a false victory, or lead the people of the Fallen Angel to the real light?”

“Please make a choice, Empress Witch!” Gao Yang looked up at Nainai, his gaze determined and heated.

Nainai stared at him, her pupils dilated and her lips parted. She opened her mouth and closed it, and then did it again.

Whoosh. Finally, Nainai clenched her teeth and yanked off the black robe covering her. Dressed in the bunny suit, she had never burned with a greater and wilder chuuni spirit than she did now.

Nainai scoffed elegantly. “This Empress has long gotten tired of the false life of a witch, subject of the fallen angel. Let us pursue the real light. This Empress will bestow upon you the holiest blessing.”

—Activate Lie Detection.

—The subject didn’t lie, and she was benevolent.

“You have my utmost gratitude, Your Majesty.”

Gao Yang sighed in relief. He had made the right gamble, it seemed.

A few seconds later, his double disappeared slowly, leaving a small slip of note on the floor.