A rare magical miracle in the world

"But now, it seems I’m actually the youngest Master of Miracles."

Bailuo hadn’t expected to encounter the other party here. Shi Xiyu asked softly, "I heard he was here too, so I came over specially."

There was no need to specify who he was referring to; who else could it be but uncle?

But truly, uncle is worthy of the title, could the girl in front of me also be one of his former lovers?

Uncle, of course, isn’t the type of man to play the field.

But he’s too outstanding, his charm is irresistible, and there are too many people coveting his beauty.

"Where’s uncle?"

Bailuo went to look for uncle’s whereabouts. Since Shi Xiyu was here to find uncle, Bailuo couldn’t very well overstep.

"It’s alright, no worries, I, I’ll just wait here."

Look at that, the mighty Master of Miracles, with an attitude just like a cute little kitten, without a hint of temper.

Is this uncle’s ability, to actually train the Master of Miracles to be so well-behaved?

"Stop slandering my reputation."

Uncle’s voice rang out in Bailuo’s mind, connected through miracles. Except for the things Bailuo wished to conceal, there were no secrets between them.

"What’s going on here then?"

Bailuo didn’t believe uncle hadn’t ’trained’ Shi Xiyu: "Has her personality always been like this?"

It’s not that there aren’t people who are naturally soft and gentle, but Bailuo had observed Shi Xiyu. The other party wearing a series of black gauze dresses, with a plunging neckline, blinding Bailuo with the righteousness of her snow-white skin.

The senior sister was fine, the Queen of Avalon’s formal dress was this style.

But the Empress of the East, she would rather die than wear such an outfit out; it’s too revealing.

’Black, gauze, dress, low-cut.’

With these attributes combined, to say that Shi Xiyu was a docile and obedient girl, Bailuo wouldn’t believe it, even if you killed him.

"She indeed wasn’t like this before."

Uncle was saying, "Xiao Luo, wait for me, I’ve found the person."

"Eh? Uncle? Uncle?"

The connection on the other end was severed, and Bailuo also exited the state of mental communication: "Um, I just contacted my uncle, he’ll be here shortly."

"Actually, I’m also here for you."

Mental communication is an application of the relative time law, but unfortunately, Shi Xiyu’s strength is not low; this kind of relative stillness ability is basically ineffective in front of her.

So, in Shi Xiyu’s perception, it was like Bailuo had answered a phone call, leaving her hanging.

"For me?"

Bailuo was somewhat surprised; wasn’t she uncle’s mistress?

"It’s mainly you I’m here for, not Lord Saros."

"What for?"

Bailuo said, "To form an alliance? Sure."

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"Forming an alliance is but a trifle."

Shi Xiyu’s response left Bailuo somewhat confused: "Then what are you here for? To get to know me?"

"Yes!"

The woman nodded vigorously, then revealed a satisfied smile: "You really do look like Lord Saros when he was younger."

"Is that a compliment?"

"Yes, it is."

"....."

Despite being a dark-haired beauty, she gave Bailuo the impression of being a natural airhead: "I’ve heard you’re called the Labyrinth Demon King, Demon King?"

"They just made that up; where am I anything like a Demon King."

Shi Xiyu: "The word ’Demon King’ sounds so fierce, it doesn’t suit me at all."

Chatting with Shi Xiyu gave Bailuo the illusion of a casual chat with a female classmate, where anything could be discussed and any slip could be laughed off.

"Has Lord Saros mentioned me to Mr. Bailuo? What did he say about me?"

"He didn’t mention much."

Bailuo: "Elder Mountain Grandpa talked about you to me. The words he mostly used were ’genius girl’. He also said you are a very lovely and beautiful girl, understanding, and the most popular member of the team."

"Ah, the old man said that about me?"

Elder Mountain was of no small age, and even the Labyrinth Demon King Shi Xiyu called him old man.

"Actually, I’m not some genius girl," Shi Xiyu said somewhat shyly, "I was just Lord Saros’s attendant, serving tea and water, taking care of everyone’s meals and lodging, a little maid."

"....."

Is that so humble?

"Not humble at all," Shi Xiyu did not see that time as a shame, she held it in fond reminiscence: "Because everyone took good care of me."

Shi Xiyu had not been the Master of Miracles back then, she became the Labyrinth Demon King approximately 20 years after leaving the team.

Indeed, Shi Xiyu was very talented, having covered the 80 years’ journey of Count Thorn in just 20 years to enter the Third Awakening Realm.

If you don’t count the military strength under her command and just consider the highest combat capability, Shi Xiyu was not far from a century-old king like the Immortal Hawk Archduke or the Iron Eagle King.

It’s clear from this how talented Shi Xiyu was, she’s truly a worthy member of the Adventure Group.

"I’m not as amazing as you’ve described."

Shi Xiyu said that, but from how she kept adding food to Bailuo’s plate, immediately getting more buffet whenever his plate was empty, Bailuo could tell how happy she felt inside.

"Why do you call Lord Saros uncle?"

"Because Lord Saros is my benefactor."

Originally, Shi Xiyu was sold as a slave to the holy gladiator arena. But how could a frail girl become a gladiator? The day she stepped into the arena was destined to be her last.

The uncle went voluntarily to the holy land as a prisoner due to Clearspring Kingdom’s defeat when he was young.

He lived in the same cell with Shi Xiyu.

A girl of four or five years old and a young man of twenty lived together—the latter risking everything to protect her, allowing her to survive until the day she gained her freedom.

Shi Xiyu held great admiration for the uncle, who in her eyes was the hero who saved her.

"It’s a pity I’m not a princess."

Shi Xiyu felt somewhat inferior because she thought she wasn’t worthy of her uncle, not even deserving to stand by his side and look up to him.

"The uncle is indeed a man with deep sins."

Look at what this Labyrinth Demon King has become, worried and feeling inadequate. Even the magnificent Master of Miracles could feel inferior.

Suddenly, Bailuo seemed to understand why Shi Xiyu dressed the way she did.

The uncle’s interests were different from ordinary people. He didn’t have an interest in pure and innocent girls like Inya or elder sisters; he favored mature women, especially those older than him.

Oh, it’s not just about living long; the temperament is more important than age.

"I’ve always been working hard!"

Shi Xiyu said, "I strive to become a mature, confident woman, both in appearance and in spirit, to be exceptionally outstanding."

Saying this, the young girl stood up from her seat and then displayed her figure to Bailuo.

"How is it?"

Shi Xiyu: "Is my figure good? Is my temperament still okay?"

Natural!

This person is definitely a natural!

Although Shi Xiyu is younger than the uncle, she is of his generation.

Perhaps in Shi Xiyu’s eyes, Bailuo was like a little brother, or a nephew of sorts, which is why she was not shy about anything.

"Ah..."

Bailuo was taken aback for a moment but then truthfully said, "It’s very good. Apart from having a personality that’s too cute and soft, you have a full-on mature wife appeal."