Chapter 88

"An impeccable speech, a brand new concept, breaking the shackles of tradition and the so-called constraints, allowing us to view the future of alchemy with a broader perspective. Your Highness Sigma, you are willing to disgrace yourself to awaken the arrogance and prejudice of the masses in this manner, truly impressive..."

Well, Sigma felt very uncomfortable. Shouldn't the one saying such things be a bold and innovative alchemist who dares to question? Why would it be a serious and stern Holy Knight like Jili? Girl, don't get your identity wrong! As a Holy Knight, what you should be doing is burning the daring and rebellious alchemists who challenge tradition and authority on the stake, right?

So, Sigma thought, this sudden intrusion by the icy-faced female knight was not just strange, but her brain must have a hole. After listening to the debate that was a contest of nonsense and face thickness, she actually seemed more enthusiastic.

How to put it, although the female knight still had a rather expressionless face, her slightly moist eyes and slightly rapid breathing had already revealed her inner world. Sigma had been at the Necromancy Academy for many years and had accumulated a lot of experience in dealing with expressionless people. He immediately judged that after the debate, the female knight's enthusiasm had increased by fifty percentage points.

Why was this? The truth seemed to be only one: Sigma's nonsense not only made the female knight take it seriously but also perfectly hit Jili's G-spot, making her feel a sense of kinship. So...

A highly probable conjecture flashed through Sigma's mind. He had no qualms and decided to get straight to the point, aiming to sink the other party in one blow.

"Why did you not get angry after hearing my dirty jokes, but instead look lost in thought? Why did you easily understand what the massage wand I made was? Why do you agree with my speech so much?" Sigma suddenly stopped, turned around, and asked Jili straightforwardly.

"That... that's because..." Jili was taken aback by Sigma's rapid attack, her voice stuttering.

Sigma didn't give her a chance to argue: "There is only one reason—on the surface, you appear calm and upright, like a perfect Holy Knight, but in reality, under your cold exterior lies a restless and passionate heart. The self-control and discipline you display during the day are just a smokescreen to deceive others. In reality, the girl who secretly flips through various heavy-taste picture books and magazines in her bed at night is your true self, right?"

Jili's cold and beautiful face showed a great deal of动摇. She let out a low cry and involuntarily took two steps back. Facing Sigma's "there is only one truth" gaze, the Holy Knight turned her head and whispered, "...No."

...What a poor and transparent lie, easily seen through.

Sigma looked at the Holy Knight, who was no longer cold and composed, her eyes wandering and her demeanor like a panicked little rabbit. A great interest arose in his heart—the brat from the Necromancy Academy had found an interesting toy.

Clearly, Jili could no longer maintain her calm and composed demeanor under Sigma's malicious and meaningful gaze. She felt a sense of being completely exposed, a mix of shame, fear, and panic surging in her heart.

Her big secret and weakness were seen through by her opponent at their first meeting. Jili no longer wanted any interaction with Sigma. She took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice, "Excuse me," and turned to run away.

Sigma watched her back with a calm demeanor and suddenly said indifferently, "Master Green's 10th Anniversary Collector's Edition."

Jili's back trembled, and she involuntarily slowed her steps.

Got her! Sigma thought he had a chance and continued calmly, "You said 450 gold coins is your fifty years' salary. As a Holy Knight, you can't attend the two annual art exhibitions held by the Dark Elves in the Free City, nor do you have enough salary to buy all of Master Green's works from the black market. The ordinary edition collector's sets in the black market have already been hyped up to 20 gold coins each, and they are in high demand. So, you can't get the collector's edition from any channel, but... you really want to see it, don't you?"

Sigma's voice in her ear was like the devil's whisper. Jili wanted to run away, but her feet felt nailed to the ground. A voice in her heart shouted, "Just a little longer! Just a little longer!"

The necromancer laughed maliciously, "I've been following Master Green since he started, and it's been ten years. I have three sets of every work. As a diamond-level VIP, I received the purple-gold tripartite limited edition collector's set, of which only one hundred copies were released in the Noren continent, all hand-drawn by Master Green, not magically printed."

Jili clenched her fists, her body trembling. The simple and innocent Holy Knight, under Sigma's skillful persuasion, couldn't move her feet and could only watch as Sigma dragged her into the abyss.

"So, I have all of Master Green's works from the past ten years, all in luxury collector's editions, the best in terms of production and artistry. Also, let me tell you secretly, as a thank you to his most loyal reader, Master Green gives me a private custom work every year, drawn specifically for me according to my requirements. This is the only one in the entire continent, and I've counted ten of them."

"Besides Master Green, I also follow Master Aesop, Master Wilde, Master Char..." Sigma counted them off on his fingers, and with each name, Jili's body trembled. Finally, Sigma bared his fangs, "If on average three volumes make you blush, the collection in my apartment in Atlas could make you dehydrate fifty times. How about it, girl, do you want to see?"

"..." Jili slowly turned around. The cold and stern mask of the Holy Knight was almost shattered. Her cheeks were flushed with a light pink, and she bit her lip lightly, her shy demeanor making Sigma lose his composure for a moment.

"Can... can I see them?" she whispered.

Sigma feigned surprise, "See what?"

"See... see Master Green's collector's edition..."

"Collector's edition? What is that? What kind of collection? A picture book? What content?"

Clearly, the necromancer had completely taken the initiative. This battle established his absolute dominance over Jili and was etched in his memory. In the future, when he learned Jili's true identity and revisited this overwhelming victory, Sigma realized a truth: the world-class geniuses who would shine in Noren, though indeed gifted, were also ordinary young people. They had their own joys and sorrows, their own weaknesses, and their own interests. Stripped of the rumors and halos deliberately added to them, they were not the flawless superhumans portrayed in propaganda and intelligence reports, but rather ordinary humans with flesh and blood, who could cry and laugh.

Being human, they had weaknesses that could be exploited, and he could leave an indelible shadow in the hearts of these future great figures who had yet to grow up—whether it had any meaning or not, it was very interesting.

"I... I want to see those picture books..."

"Those? What picture books?"

"Sex... sexy picture books..."

"Hmm, this is you asking for something. When a girl asks for something... please, be cute."

"..."

In the shameful conversation and guidance, Jili finally, with tears in her eyes and trembling, said, "I want to see the sexy picture books..."

Sigma laughed heartily, facing the girl's embarrassed and angry expression, and said calmly, "I refuse."

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