Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End[1-200]

Chapter 55: Official(?) Condemnation From the Fanclub

 "Connect my bloodline with yours? What does that mean?

 "It's exactly as it sounds. Don't worry, I know that you don't have any experience in this, so you can just follow my lead."

 "..."

 What the heck is going on here? Experience? Follow her lead? Why does it sound so... Cough cough.

 Roel looked at the golden-haired girl who was staring back at him with an intense look in her eyes, and his face unknowingly began to redden. Nora persisted in her straight face for a little longer before she finally couldn't hold it anymore and burst into laughter.

 "Hahaha, you really are quite cute at times! Don't worry, it won't hurt."

 No wait, if anyone is going to be in pain, it should be you...?

 Nora was unaware that her unintentional words had made the highly knowledgeable Roel's thoughts wander into a mosaiced domain. She simply thought that the latter was afraid. She reached her hand outward to grab Roel's palm before laying both of their hands onto the short sword. With a light nick on the blade, blood flowed out from both of their fingers and dyed the short sword red.

 Roel didn't say anything in the face of the sudden sharp pain in his finger, but he soon noticed that something was amiss. There was a suction force coming from the wound in his finger, and it was swiftly sapping him of his blood. It was as if he was being tributed to the short sword.

 "This is?"

 "It's not an issue. Trust me."

 Nora tightened her grip on Roel's hand as she directed her calm sapphire eyes toward Roel's golden ones. She noticed that her gesture did calm the latter down a little, and it made her chuckle a little. Then, she closed her eyes and began muttering a prayer.

 At the same time, Roel also sensed a mysterious power enveloping him.

 The mysterious power was coming from their blood. As if an arid land frantically absorbing moisture, the blood was swiftly taken in by Ascendwing. It caused the darkness on the surface of the short sword to retreat, revealing the light hidden beneath. That was when it happened.

 "Argh!"

 Roel, who was staring at the short sword curiously, suddenly saw some blurred images flashing in his vision. They were all still scenes, as if someone was flipping through an old photo album right before his eyes. He tried to get a clearer look, but he couldn't focus his sight at all. A searing sensation assaulted his brain, causing him to stagger a little.

 "Roel? What's wrong?"

 "Ah?"

 Nora's voice jerked Roel back to awareness. While he swiftly regained his senses now, it felt like he had just experienced being pulled into another world. He exchanged glances with the curious sapphire eyes before him for a moment before reassuring her.

 "... I-I'm fine."

 Roel quickly took a look at his own condition, while contemplating what he had just been through.

 What was that? A head rush?

 Surely not. Besides, what sort of head rush would bring about just hallucinations? Could it be that I have been exercising too hard recently?

 Roel's first instinct was to rationalize his own condition from a scientific perspective, but he couldn't ascertain just what in the world happened to him earlier.

 On the other hand, after receiving a response from Roel, Nora carried on with her ceremony.

 It took five minutes before Nora finally ended her prayers, and the two of them released their hands. Ascendwing rested before them with a very different appearance from before. Cold light shone from its snowy white surface.