Revive Rome: Wait! Why not make the empress fall in love with me first?-Chapter 502 - 14 Strange Changes

It was 10 p.m. at night, and only then did the two young girls crawl out of their gaming pods.

Aske, who had been lying in a rocking chair all day, slowly yawned out of boredom before he noticed them walking out of the recreation room and stood up.

"You two played until this late? Forgot about today’s training?" Aske put on the authority of a squad leader and flicked each girl’s forehead.

However, Miel and Mia, who would normally cover their heads and feign being pitiable at this point, simply raised their heads emotionlessly and seriously said to Aske,

"We know, we’ll make up for the training, but you can’t just touch a girl’s head whenever you like, did you know that, Squad Leader?"

Aske: ???

He sat back down in the rocking chair, baffled, while Miel and Mia exchanged glances once again.

That’s right.

They couldn’t let the squad leader treat them like little girls anymore... at least they had to be teenagers!

Because teenagers have potential, whereas little girls could only mean crime!

Without realizing it, some of the weird knowledge that Rasul taught them before they left had opened up new avenues of thought for Mia and Miel.

They needed to return to Fire Island to find a place to properly discuss their next battle plan.

The young girls had just returned to Fire Island when the elevator carrying the girls who had been out arrived.

"...So what exactly did you read into?" Thira asked Medea as she took off her shoes at the elevator entrance.

"It was definitely aimed at Nora." Medea also slipped off her high heels, placed them in the shoe cabinet nearby, and looked up to see Aske sitting in the rocking chair, her eyes quickly shifting.

"Aske!" she suddenly ran over quickly, adopting an expression of timidness, fear, and helplessness, and grabbing Aske’s arm, she tearfully said,

"Today, while we were shopping, a bunch of people started to strike and protest. Suddenly, someone mixed in with the group tried to assassinate us! Can you believe it? I was almost scared to death at that moment!"

The girls at the entrance: ???

Aske frowned and said,

"Assassinate you? Were they ordinary mercenaries or Transcendents?"

"They were cyborg mercenaries." Medea pulled up her skirt to reveal a swollen ankle, looking aggrieved, "Look, I twisted my ankle from fright then!"

Her voice was melodious and pitiful, clearly suggesting "I’m upset, and only the Squad Leader can cheer me up." 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

However, before Aske could say anything else, another figure rushed over and grabbed his other arm.

"Aske!" Peggy imitated Medea, speaking in a crisp voice, "Today’s incident really came out of nowhere; I was terrified as well! Waaa... see, I’ve even got a cut on my arm!"

Using her Flesh Power, she quickly produced a wound out of nowhere on her left arm and looked at Aske with pitiable eyes.

Aske: ...........

You two, one can sense malice from a distance, and the other can heal wounds automatically, so why are you playing weak women in front of me?

Peggy continued to cry woefully while Medea, undisguised, looked down on her with disdain as if she were seeing a disgusting bug.

"Copying my moves, you shameless bat!" Medea’s scornful laughter echoed in Peggy’s mind.

"The trick requires acting skill! An old lady like you shouldn’t try to play the innocent young girl, blah blah blah blah blah!" Peggy hit back mercilessly through Mind Communication.

"Is that so?" Medea said unconcernedly, hugging Aske’s arm even tighter, and then...

It sank in, his arm sank in!

Aske’s expression immediately became weird, while Peggy’s face turned pale as she quickly activated her Flesh Power in secret, and her chest began to inflate like a balloon, visibly becoming plumper in moments.

Didn’t expect that, did you? I can manipulate Flesh Transformation!

"You!" Medea exploded in anger. It was supposed to be fair competition, but not only did you copy my tactics, you even cheated by altering your figure!

She hurriedly activated her Desire Ability, forcibly "luring" Aske’s gaze to her as she rubbed up against his arm, wishing she could just press her entire body against him. Peggy, seeing this, was even more livid, taking advantage of her petite stature, she simply sat down on Aske’s lap and tried to nestle into his embrace...

And then she sat down on the rocking chair.

Peggy: ? ? ?

Medea: ? ? ?

Where did he go? The Squad Leader, who was just here a second ago and is such a huge man?

"He escaped back to Fire Island," Nora said, coming over to them and pressing down on the Ancient Book next to the rocking chair.

"Hmph!" Peggy complained somewhat speechlessly, "It’s all the fault of a certain crane, scaring the Squad Leader away."

Unexpectedly, Medea this time didn’t retort, but instead fell silent, lost in thought.

So, faced with overly direct affection, his subconscious reaction was to escape?

Not a passive acceptance, nor an intense resistance, but escape... Indeed, he really is a Squad Leader. He always takes vague and flexible measures no matter the circumstance; that’s his style.

Well then, it’s time to adopt a different set of Tactics.

Having gathered the key information, Medea gave Peggy one final look and arrogantly curved the corners of her mouth before she too teleported back to Fire Island.

Peggy: ...........

For some reason, that faint smile of Medea’s made her feel very uncomfortable.

As if she had already lost in some unknown Domain, and she was still completely oblivious to it.

"She..." Peggy hesitated for a long while before she finally spoke up and asked, "What does she really mean?"

"It’s nothing," Nora said indifferently, "She’s not actually trying to compete with you out of jealousy, she’s just attempting to map out Aske’s psychological portrait."

"Psychological portrait?" A certain Blood Clan girl looked utterly baffled, the disadvantages of being uneducated now completely laid bare, "What is that?"

"Figure it out yourself. Don’t ask me," Nora replied with a slight smile, her clear gaze fixed on Peggy’s cute face, as though looking at a jealous child who hadn’t yet grown up.

"After all, we are rivals in love."

Having said this, Nora also teleported back to Fire Island.

Peggy abruptly stood up, her expression extremely awkward.

Although she still didn’t know why, the sensitive Blood Clan girl felt like she had lost!

She had lost to those two!

And what was even more infuriating was that she didn’t even know what she had lost on! It was so frustrating!

Sigrdrifa and Eleanor were chatting idly and followed suit, teleporting back to Fire Island.

Thira sighed and was just about to follow them back when Peggy approached her with a pitiful look, asking:

"Um, Thira, do you know what a psychological portrait is..."

"Actually, it’s like this." Seeing that Peggy was a fellow townsfolk after all, Thira began to explain in detail, "In essence, different personalities have different thought patterns, so different approaches are required. This is how it works in business, of course, and it can also be applied to the pursuit of a mate."

"So that’s it!" Peggy finally understood, "So she was trying to build a personality model for Aske through Mind Reading and probing methods to then adopt a corresponding courtship strategy!"

"Right," Thira said listlessly, "That’s what it means."

I mean, I’m really not understanding the direction our team is taking anymore! Weren’t we just a normal Mercenary Group last year? When did we start turning into some kind of Chaotic Scene full of strife?

This is just not normal! That man must be poisonous! Why do Nora, Peggy, and Medea all like him?!

"Thira, Thira, what should I do then? I’m not like Nora and Medea, I can’t do Mind Reading..." Peggy rambled on, complaining as if she was confiding to a trusted sister—after all, her mind was recognized as clever and resourceful in the group, and she had a pretty good relationship with Thira on a regular basis.

"I think you could try this..." Thira thought, since she was free anyway, and started to devise strategies for her.