Who the hell are you, yelling at me like that? Even if you're a stunning beauty or a top-tier master, we're strangers, so what's with the shouting?

Hearing the girl's voice, Lin Luo felt immensely frustrated. He was just an extra, a bystander—why was he getting dragged into this mess? Of course, despite the torrent of complaints in his head, he dared not show a flicker of it on his face.

Are you kidding? This woman possessed terrifying power, and judging by her arrogant tone, she certainly wasn't known for having a mild temper. If he accidentally provoked her and she decided to pivot from battling the Black Knight to attacking him, that would be disastrous... But then again, how did this girl know his name, and why did she seem to hate him so much?

No, this place is too dangerous. I’d better retreat to the Princess’s side to weather this storm.

Lin Luo instantly made up his mind. Although Hei Ji still had two humanoid weapons left, considering her ease in dispatching those terrifying entities in under thirty seconds, he felt certain he would be completely safe once he reached her location. It was just...

As Lin Luo started to move, he suddenly felt the surrounding air ripple violently. He looked up and nearly jumped out of his skin: a razor-sharp pressure cannon blast, like a laser beam, shot directly toward him, offering no time to react... Boom.

A large crater was blasted into the ground half a meter in front of him.

"..." Cold sweat streamed down Lin Luo's face. What the hell was going on? He was just an extra, a mere bystander!

Following the trajectory of the pressure cannon blast, Lin Luo saw the girl to his right, suspended in mid-air, one hand pointed directly at him... There was no doubt—that attack had come from her.

However, it was evident she hadn't intended to kill Lin Luo, merely to stop him from advancing further.

"Where do you think you're going?" the girl asked coldly, her expression unreadable as she stared at Lin Luo.

"I..." If possible, Lin Luo truly wanted to burst into tears. Did side characters have no rights? Was being a spectator doomed to tragedy? Black Knight, hurry up and activate SEED mode and destroy this woman!

"Aren't you coming over here, or do you want me to kill you?" the girl repeated, but this time her tone was laced with unmistakable threat... She was sparring against the formidable Black Knight without showing any sign of fatigue, yet she still had the leisure to converse and threaten others. This woman was truly...

This crazy freak.

Lin Luo cursed viciously in his mind, then plastered a grimace on his face and said, "Um... Excuse me, beautiful lady, I think you have the wrong person. I don't know you."

"What did you say?" As if touching a raw nerve, Lin Luo never expected that uttering those words would cause the girl to erupt like a volcano; her entire ponytail sprang upright... If 'rage making the hair stand on end' had a visual definition, this was it.

Boom, boom, boom!

Gritting her teeth, she fired three pressure cannon blasts—each possessing the destructive power of a military-grade Noble Phantasm—rapidly toward the Black Knight. The moment she forced a retreat, she immediately plummeted from the sky, closing in directly on Lin Luo.

"..."

Lin Luo’s expression changed drastically. Though he wanted to evade, the girl’s speed was too great. He hadn't even managed to shift his footing before the next instant, she was right in front of him. Her face was livid, like a corrupted Kotonoha; how to describe that expression? It was the complicated look of a heartbroken woman encountering a faithless lover.

"You truly don't know me?" the girl asked heavily, as if desperately trying to suppress her fury.

Lin Luo decisively shook his head.

"You bastard..." the girl ground out, about to say something more when suddenly, a dark silhouette rapidly charged toward them. Swish, swish, swish—nothing but afterimages flashed in the air, then a ghostly light flared, and the newcomer struck with five clawed fingers aimed directly at the mysterious girl.

Clang!

A violent collision echoed, and an invisible shockwave scattered outward. Lin Luo was instantly thrown back several meters. He then saw Hei Ji and the mysterious girl locked together, their hands pressed against each other, eyes filled with confrontation.

"It's you again, vampire. Are you seeking death?" The mysterious girl spoke coldly, treating the powerful Black Vampire Princess as if she were a mere minion.

"Hmph," Hei Ji scoffed back, "Try me if you dare."

"Just a mere Progenitor. I've slain several already. Do you think I can't kill you? Don't be so self-important." This was no bluster; she utterly disregarded Hei Ji's status and power, showing pure, unadulterated contempt.

How could the haughty Hei Ji tolerate this? She was the princess of the True Ancestors, the de facto leader of the Dead Apostles. In all the Dead Apostles, no one held a higher status. Yet, here she was, being belittled by a mere human.

Killing intent materialized from her body like a physical substance. Hei Ji looked at the mysterious girl as if regarding a corpse, her voice colder and more ruthless than Lin Luo had ever heard it: "I see. Because you've slain a few incompetent Progenitors, you've become arrogant? Very well. Let me see exactly what skills you possess."

"I was hoping you'd say that."

Their gazes locked, battle clearly imminent, when suddenly the entire space hummed. The previously dim sky burst into brilliant light... The barrier shattered.

Then, a towering figure, clutching a blood-stained sword, slowly walked forward... It was the Black Knight. Behind him lay more than twenty corpses—the Church's Exorcist Squad, wiped out in less than a minute.

Immediately following, a continuous clattering sound erupted. The White Beast was furiously tearing apart the remaining humanoid weapons. In mere seconds, every last one had been reduced to scrap metal.

"Oh dear, it seems the Church has failed again," Solomon Merem sighed seemingly helplessly at the scene, though a smile played across his face.

"Shall we continue?" the White Knight pointed his sword at him.

"No need," Merem spread his hands, simultaneously recalling his three imaginary demons. "I only came along with the Church for a bit of fun. Since it's failed, I have no intention of dying for nothing."

"Farewell, everyone," he said, waving to the group before turning to leave.

In truth, the moment Hei Ji appeared, the Church’s defeat was already sealed.

The White Knight glanced at him but made no move to pursue. Although their side had four individuals, if a powerful Progenitor truly intended to flee, they would be extremely difficult to stop; it wasn't worth the effort.

With Merem gone, the Church forces and the humanoid weapons were annihilated. The only remaining enemy to Hei Ji's side was the mysterious girl, yet she showed no panic or fear, only disdain, sneering, "The Church lackeys are indeed trash. I even gave them the secret of your weakness, and they were utterly useless."

What sounded like a complaint or sarcasm struck Hei Ji like a thunderclap. Her face twisted in disbelief. "What did you say? You told the Church about my weakness?"

Not only she, but the approaching Black and White Knights were equally stunned. They could not discern the origin of this unfamiliar girl, only knowing she was an exceptionally powerful mage.

"Hmph, what's so amazing about that? I know all your secrets clearly."

"You... Who exactly are you?" At this moment, Hei Ji, who had been preparing to attack, immediately halted her motion, simultaneously restraining the White Beast deployed by the White Knight. It wasn't a fear of striking; killing one person was easy, but she needed to understand why her secret had been exposed.

The mysterious girl only sneered, ignoring Hei Ji to fix her gaze on Lin Luo, her voice deepening. "You! Are you going to come over, or do you really want me to kill you?"

The spotlight had turned back on him. Lin Luo offered a wry smile. "Well... I don't know why you know my name, but I genuinely don't recognize you."

"Still saying that, you bastard... Didn't you tell me the secret of this little vampire?" The mysterious girl pointed at Hei Ji, looking absolutely furious, saying this to Lin Luo.

"What?" Before Lin Luo could process this, Hei Ji exclaimed in shock, her gaze immediately shooting toward Lin Luo, thick with suspicion.

Lin Luo shuddered internally... Lady, don't speak carelessly; it can get people killed.

"What nonsense are you spouting? When did I ever tell you any of that? Besides, before today, I had no idea about this matter whatsoever!" Seeing the menacing stares from the Black and White Knights beside him, Lin Luo immediately declared his innocence.

"No, you're spouting nonsense, you clearly..." The mysterious girl glared, but halfway through her accusation, she seemed to recall something, lightly tapping her forehead with a look of sudden understanding. "Ah, I get it now. So that's how it is. No wonder you don't recognize me..."

"..." Huh? What on earth is going on? Lin Luo was completely unable to comprehend.

At this juncture, the mysterious girl suddenly became serious and stated, "I have mostly figured things out. To put it simply, my name is Lorelei."

"Lorelei?" Hei Ji tilted her head, mumbling the name a few times with a look of confusion. She then glanced at the Black and White Knights, finding they were also shaking their heads, indicating unfamiliarity with the name.

"You... you are Lorelei?" Lin Luo, upon hearing the name, first froze, then his expression drastically shifted when he recalled the name's owner.

Lorelei, full name Bathory Lorelei, was the pride of the Clock Tower, the central academy of the Mage's Association—hailed as the "Pinnacle of Contemporary Mages."

Her family, the Bathory, were super-nobles who had reigned over the Clock Tower like emperors for hundreds of years, the ruling class of the London Mage's Association. Due to their long and powerful history, the head of the Bathory family held the belief that apart from the one who manifested the First Magic, no one else could stand as their equal. Everyone else—Progenitors, Dead Apostles, or even Magicians—was beneath their notice... In a way, they were more extreme aristocratic purists than the Twenty-Seven Ancestors.

Born into such a family, Lorelei, like all her ancestors, was an absolute perfectionist.

Her attribute was Wind. Though she was a traditionalist mage who possessed no unique Mystic Eyes or specialized magic, her abilities across the board had reached their zenith. Thus, she could achieve excellent results under any circumstances, seeking pure strength rather than any specialized power—she was the perfect example of this philosophy.

To describe her strength, only two words sufficed: Strongest.

Without peer, surpassing every single Ancestor, Lorelei was the pinnacle of contemporary mages. Even the Magus known as Jewel of Age had personally admitted that in terms of combat capability, he was inferior to Lorelei.

From the moment Lorelei appeared in the world as a mage, every other mage could only stand behind her, looking up to her as if she were a boy king.

"Magic Marshal" Lorelei. When she stood at the apex of the magical world under this title, that era was known as—The Lorelei Era.

Lin Luo never imagined the girl before him would be Lorelei, and she seemed extremely familiar with him—how was that possible? Setting aside the fact that he had no prior interactions with her, the more critical issue was that Lorelei was only supposed to emerge onto the scene as a mage ten years in the future, whereas now she appeared to be at most eleven or twelve years old. This appearance was impossible.

However, what shocked Lin Luo even more was that the moment Lorelei stated her name, the Contract Book suddenly chimed with a notification: Ding! Identity authentication complete. Current target: Bathory Lorelei, Host of the twenty-first World Heart, the Violet Heart.

Name: Bathory Lorelei Race: Human Status: ??? Strength: 120 Constitution: 120 Intelligence: 185 Spiritual Power: 8000 Vitality: 8500 Overall Power Level: SS+ Age: 21 Class: Mage Specialty: Afflicted by the twenty-first World Heart, the Violet Heart. World Heart Form: Majestic World Heart Compatibility: Ninety-six percent (Inalienable). Heart Combat Skill: Not activated. Heart Seal: Double. Affection Level: 80 Acquisition Guidance: ??? (Unable to read)

"... What is this situation?" Lorelei is the host of a World Heart?

Upon seeing this information in the Contract Book, Lin Luo was completely stunned, especially by the inexplicable question marks and the 80 Affection Level... What was going on? He was meeting Lorelei for the first time; why would she have such a high affection rating?

"Do you understand now?" While Lin Luo was zoning out, Lorelei spoke calmly.

"What... what do you mean?"

"Haven't you seen my information?"

"... " Lin Luo knew that even if the sky fell now, this situation would be more shocking. Lorelei knew about the existence of the Contract Book, even knowing he could view her data. This...

"How do you know all this... Wait, could it be..." Suddenly, Lin Luo remembered one possibility. Since Rin could activate the "Wish" of the World Heart to travel ten years into the past, then Lorelei...

"You guessed correctly. I have come from ten years in the future," Lorelei stated calmly, looking at him.

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