Chapter 103 Phoenix's Distress

Phoenix was a little distressed and confused.

She had been in this state since she came back from Mrs. Isabel's dessert shop today.

Phoenix had been looking at the stars outside for a long time. Strands of white moonlight slowly shone in from the window and illuminated her small room.

She lay quietly on the bed, her eyes fixed on the deep night sky.

The twinkling stars in the sky looked very beautiful, shining a faint but firm light, just like countless silent hearts speaking silently in the darkness.

I heard that every star is a piece of stone that fell in the air, so these lights are also their last lights. If a star is no longer bright, it may have extinguished its own body.

Phoenix's gaze shifted from the faint yet twinkling starlight to the deep and boundless night sky yesterday.

The dark night sky is like a dark curtain.

Also like... Droste's eyes.

Phoenix felt a little annoyed when she thought of this name.

ε=(ο｀*)))Alas...

Phoenix sighed, feeling a little heavy in her heart.

She suffers from insomnia.

Everything was fine until I signed the contract with Droste this afternoon and then went to the dessert shop.

But what happened in the afternoon was still lingering in her mind.

Three ferocious bear men.

She had a better understanding of the world and a better understanding of Droste.

It turns out that this world is not as beautiful and safe as the cat god said. It turns out that there are bad people and hateful people.

They also do bad things, but sometimes justice does not arrive in time.

This is a cruel but realistic discovery.

If I had the power, I could actually handle all of this. But I don’t seem to be able to help. My fantasies and the power I imagined don’t seem to actually exist.

I turned out to be very weak.

What Phoenix didn't expect was that she finally saved Mrs. Isabel and everyone in the entire lovely and invincible dessert shop.

It's Droste.

Although he likes to talk nonsense sometimes and may trigger his falling tofu attribute, he does possess extremely powerful wind abilities.

As for the price, a pair of used garter stockings is really nothing. After all, there will be a lot of such socks in your luggage.

wrong!

This is nothing.

The important thing is, is Droste really a brave hero? Is he really a magical black flame hero with power?

Then what am I?
Are my status and Droste's really equal? ​​Is the contract still valid?
She was a completely powerless girl, so why would she sign a contract with Droste? His superior wind ability directly pinned the three bearmen to the ground and made them unable to breathe.

And I...seem to be nothing.

Phoenix didn't know, so she was very upset.

Moreover, this incident also caused the collapse of her beliefs.

Because she found that her strength was no longer stable enough to support herself.

I have held on to the belief for so long, and I have no doubt about the second-year ideas as a follower of the great Kirazalea Phoenix Bloomfield Becky, the Supreme Cat God.

Do I really have the power? Should I stop fantasizing about it and follow in Droste's footsteps?

"Eh~"

Phoenix sighed quietly. This was the first time that she, a somewhat silly cat girl with the fantasies of a middle school girl, had thought so seriously and sighed.

"It's so annoying, I hate Droste so much!"

I remembered the Droste who smiled wickedly after signing a contract with me, and I remembered the Droste who looked calm and saved the dessert shop from danger.

She muttered a curse and buried her face in the quilt.

Only a pair of flickering light green pupils remained outside the quilt. No, Phoenix, you can't be so worried and entangled by yourself, you have to go and see what Droste is doing!
If it doesn't work, just... ask him where he got his strength!
snort!
Damn evil...the black flame hero!
Phoenix did it right away. She straightened her face and climbed out of bed.

Her slender body was only clad in an ankle-length nightgown that resembled an oversized windbreaker.

With a "rustle", the thick and warm nightgown fell off the bed, revealing Phoenix's beautiful figure in the air.

Her figure seemed to emit fluorescence in the moonlight, from her slender neck, to her shy chest, to her flat and smooth belly, and finally all the way down to a pair of white and well-proportioned legs.

Under the nightgown was a body clad only in white cotton.

Phoenix took out a set of short clothes from the bed and put them on quickly.

Wear a comfortable long-sleeved top on the upper body and a skirt on the lower body.

Then Phoenix opened her sock drawer.

Bring one...

Phoenix put on her short white socks and pushed the door open.

It was drizzling outside the apartment and the air was a little damp and cold.

The lights in the corridor emitted a warm glow, and Phoenix walked towards Droste's room.

As she got closer, Phoenix's furry ears couldn't help but twitch.

Because she heard strange sounds, the occasional moan or groan, or the suppressed low cry that suddenly came out for no apparent reason.

Very very strange!
But Phoenix didn't know what was going on, so she didn't care that much.

What she was most concerned about was still Droste's power and her own groundless troubles.

"Tuk tuk tuk..."

Phoenix knocked on the door, and the noise in the room gradually stopped amid the sound of fine raindrops.

"Tuk tuk tuk..."

"Phoenix... huh?"

A deep voice came from within the room.

"it's me."

"Um...what... happened?"

Droste's voice was not as clear through the thick door, and it sounded muffled as if his mouth was blocked.

"I...I have some questions for you."

"What...is the problem...uh..."

Phoenix leaned her head against the wooden door in front of her, her tone depressed.

"I want to know where your ability comes from. I... I don't have any ability..."

"So... I can't help Mrs. Isabel at all today..."

After a while, Droste's somewhat suppressed voice and slightly rapid breathing were heard from inside the door.

"Um... No, my ability is not mine, and it's external... Hiss."

"Your ability is real."

"why?"

"Because Phoenix, your power comes from your heart. It's your own power. And my power... uh... is triggered by external objects... It doesn't actually belong to me."

Phoenix's eyes lit up slightly.

"So I am also powerful like this? But... I want to be like you, I..."

Phoenix still didn't say, "After what happened this afternoon, I'm a little envious of you..."

This shows that you are not firm at all.

Also, why didn't Droste open the door!
It couldn't be possible that Mrs. Isabel was hiding in there too!

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