"I need to remind you first."

Ash grabbed Vishi’s hands and locked them behind her waist. Because her hands were locked, Vishi had no choice but to lift her head and chest, the breathtaking and alluring curves pressing against Ash’s body outline.

"You’d better not speak ill of Sword Maiden or sow discord in front of me," Ash said seriously, "Otherwise, I will really use the supervisor’s authority to severely punish you, the prisoner with malicious intentions."

Vishi turned her head away very displeased, muttering, "I know, I know, I didn’t say anything, why are you reacting so much... I’ve already been so shameless just now, and now you’re being fierce just because of my one comment... I know you value Sword Maiden, now let me go!" Saying this, she started sulking again, nudging Ash like a little pig.

Ash didn’t let go of her, instead he locked her tighter and continued to ask, "Then why did you suddenly bring up Sword Maiden? You still have thoughts about others even when you’re insincere?"

"I feel like we’re a bit unfair to her, is it wrong for me to have a conscience?" Vishi said in exasperation, "So how are you and her getting along lately?"

"Walking on thin ice."

"Huh?"

"I like her more and more, but I also feel more and more guilty toward her. I feel like I’m a cotton candy with hidden thorns. I strive not to let the thorns touch her and want only to give her the cotton candy, but the deeper her affection, the more likely she is to get pricked." Ash murmured softly, "It’s not just about Sword Maiden, this feeling of walking on thin ice applies to you all."

"What does that have to do with me?" Vishi squirmed in his embrace and whispered, "After the transaction ends, you’re just my supervisor. Better she kills you, so I’ll be free."

"I will never let you be free in this lifetime." Ash chuckled softly, "In every sense."

At any other time, Vishi would scoff and resent this remark, but in the unique atmosphere of this moment, she found herself unwilling to oppose it; instead, her heart raced, as if she had eaten cotton candy. She cursed to herself, calling someone a ’fool’, without knowing if she meant Ash or herself.

She quickly continued the topic, "So, you and her are emotionally close, but you’re worried you’re not doing well enough, right?"

"Yes."

"Then why not do better?" Vishi lifted her head to look at him, "Take her to experience unprecedented joy, for example."

Ash’s mouth twitched; he vaguely sensed Vishi’s intention: "You mean..."

"You’ve probably done many things couples do with Sword Maiden, right?" Vishi spoke gently, "But I’ve heard that you seem to plan to save the most precious experience for marriage?"

"It’s not that I think it’s bad; some people taste a dish and like to save the best for last instead of gobbling it all up initially. But what was the situation when you made that decision? And what’s the situation now?"

"The Supreme Star is eyeing us covetously, and the Level Six of Hell is turbulent. Although we’re demigods with eternal life, we already have half a foot over the Death Veil. We’ve been training and cultivating day and night, not because Sword Law Angel and Star Law Angel are pressuring us, forcing us to squeeze our potential desperately?"

"Perhaps the next moment, the angels of the Supreme Star will descend upon us." Vishi looked at Ash, "We may not have much time left."

"I believe when Sword Maiden made a pact with you, she genuinely thought you and she would have a long life together, that those beautiful stories were bound to happen step by step, so she was willing to wait. But the situation has changed; under heavy survival pressure, do you think she’ll still hold onto her old ideas?"

"Everyone is under a lot of pressure," Vishi hummed, "Otherwise, I wouldn’t have..."

"In any case, as Sword Maiden’s lover, Ash, I think you have an obligation to help her relieve stress. Don’t you feel you’re causing her too much grievance? But, as long as the joy you bring her far exceeds the grievances, wouldn’t it stabilize her spirit and prevent her from deviating in character?"

"The harder it is, the more you should enjoy life while you can." Vishi blinked, "Are you really willing to let her experience nothing but life and death with you without having fun in life first?"

Vishi’s use of her brain was undeniable; every word was filled with enchanting magic, and Ash listened with his heartbeat quickening. He shook his head, trying to resist the Ghost Prophet’s temptation: "But I promised her—"

"So you need to take the initiative, dummy." Vishi laughed, "Sword Maiden is a girl; she also has her reservations and pride. Do you expect her to actively break the promise? Maybe she’s lying awake at night, wondering whether to come to you, just like me."

No, no, no, it’s not that she’s like you; it’s that you’re like her, and you’re way late, Ash corrected in his heart.

"I’ve long realized Sword Maiden appears rebellious and self-directed, but she is extremely conservative at heart. Such a commitment with you fully reflects her innocent fantasies, how she even cares about the first time—"

"You don’t care?" Ash suddenly interrupted.

"I’m the Ghost Prophet!" Vishi emphasized.

"But you know," Ash lowered his voice, "that during the Demigod Promotion Ceremony, my first Dream Entry target was you."

Vishi froze, turned her head, and muttered, "Well, so what? I don’t care."

She hesitated for a moment, then said, "I’ve led a path of slaughter in both lives, harvesting souls to enhance my own joy far beyond anything. But I’ve always drifted and fled, crafting traps while resting, using the Prophecy Miracle to cleanse traces, never daring to entrust my safety to anyone, naturally having no one to trust, so... you understand?"

She kissed Ash on the cheek, and Ash blinked as he watched her, suddenly chuckling. Vishi instantly felt she had made a foolish mistake, her face flushing as if burning, almost boiling the water in her brain, seemingly steaming from her head—what was she explaining, surely it was because her brain was flooded!

"Fine, fine, pretend I didn’t say anything, now it’s about you, don’t interrupt me!" Vishi forcefully dragged the topic back, "In any case, Sword Maiden is a very conservative girl; even if she wants to seize joy while she can, she won’t take the initiative, so Ash, you need to help her!"

"Actually, I think if you directly throw her on the bed, Sword Maiden wouldn’t be able to refuse. But you’re likely wishing for some ceremony to make up for the unfulfilled pact, then why not have a romantic dinner with her? Despite her love for lively exuberance, Sword Maiden might enjoy a ball, preferably dancing in wedding-level attire, so dinner, dance, confession would fit the atmosphere well, making everything naturally happen."

"We can provide all these preparations, even in the Dark Forest, a romantic date can be arranged for you." Vishi preemptively interrupted Ash’s retort, saying, "The only issues are the Witch and Silver Lamp... but rest assured, I can persuade them."

Ash smirked, "What reason are you going to use to persuade them?"

"Naturally that Sword Maiden’s cheerful mood is our team’s most valuable asset." Vishi blinked, "What other reason could there be?"

"So, Ash, hurry and enjoy life with Sword Maiden. We’ll all support you!"

"Amusing," Ash leaned closer to Vishi’s ear, his warm breath brushing against her pointed Elf ears, "The Ghost Prophet I know doesn’t seem like the type who cares for others in a gentle manner."

"I’m not thinking for Sword Maiden; I’m just trying to help you," Vishi’s body trembled slightly in protest, "After all, you adore Sword Maiden so much and have been under so much pressure recently. I’m in a transactional state, unable to resist offering strategic advice for your benefit... As a maid who worries about her master’s love life, you should reward me for effort."

"Really? Somehow, I feel like you think after helping me and Sword Maiden, we can unlock deeper transactional projects?" Ash laughed, "Who is it that really wants to savor life while you can?"