Revive Rome: Wait! Why not make the empress fall in love with me first?-Chapter 519 - 29 Out of Control

The next day on Fire Island, Thira had already begun preparing for her Level 10 promotion.

"Turn around," Thira said.

Aske: ???

Have you developed a fear of eye contact?

He glanced at Nora, who was smiling slyly beside him, sighed, and headed toward the manor.

Nora watched his retreating figure, then looked down and said,

"So, Thira, are you ready?"

"Do you know everything, Nora?" Thira asked cautiously.

"Yes, I do," Nora replied cheerfully, "But since yesterday was an accident, there’s nothing we can do about it."

Thira: ..........

Even though she said there was nothing we could do, why do I feel like she’s going to strangle me in a minute?

She opened the "Storm IV" Magic Potion given by her grandfather, fell silent for a moment, then tilted her head back and drank it.

In an instant, fierce air flowed from every pore of her body, surrounding her completely within seconds, forming a cyclone-like swirl.

The cyclone pushed Nora back five or six meters. Caught off guard, she quickly grabbed at the ground, her fingers sinking deeply into the soil.

However, she was quickly sent flying.

What? Has gravity changed?

With Thira at the center, within a spherical space of nearly ten meters in radius, all directions of gravity turned chaotic. The soil on the ground was flying around, and the various irregular spinning fierce air flows instantly flung Nora out.

It’s terrible! This thought flashed through Nora’s mind as she flew out, then she landed in warm arms.

Caught by Aske who had quickly arrived.

"Are you okay?"

"I’m fine, but Thira..." Nora came to her senses in his arms, only to see that Thira was already enveloped by a high-speed spinning mixture of air and dirt, completely obscuring any view of the inside.

"Leave it to me, hold on tight." Aske didn’t have his Dragon Bone Longsword with him, so he could only grasp at the air with one hand, conjuring an ordinary longsword, while his other hand supported Nora’s hips, holding her firmly in his embrace, "I’m going in."

Conceptual Weapon.

"Let’s go!" He rushed forward, and Nora quickly clung to his neck, though an involuntary memory surfaced in her mind.

It was from last year: during the conquest of Fire Island over the Black Sea, everyone charged up and fought fiercely in blood. She was the only one helpless and unable to assist, hiding in the back praying.

A year later, at the same place. But the me now... is no longer the me back then!

I can also stand by Aske’s side!

With this thought crossing her mind, she saw Aske charge up to the front of the "Large Spiral Ball" encasing Thira, his longsword lightly and effortlessly swung.

Star Nine Forms. Spirit Shattering!

The fierce air flow and twisted gravity were immediately cut through, and Aske stepped in through the fissure, his right hand’s Conceptual Weapon longsword already vanished. However, he did not draw a new weapon, instead he simply made a chopping gesture downward with one hand.

War Law. Plunder!

This skill, when attempting to plunder an opponent’s ability, usually met with certain resistance. The greater the level disparity between the two parties and the stronger the opponent’s will to resist, the weaker the ability plundered would be, and there might even be a possibility of failure.

Yet, after understanding Plunder, Aske had reached Level 13, which was 3 levels higher than Thira, and since the latter was in a state of uncontrolled chaos unable to focus her will to resist, he was able to successfully seize some of her abilities.

Holding onto Aske’s neck, Nora suddenly felt the surrounding fierce air flow and twisted gravity lighten up.

Because parts of the "Storm" and "Meteor" sequence abilities had been stolen by Aske.

"Without precise manipulation, a large-scale AOE is no different from firing blindly into the sky," Aske said, as if teaching Nora, but also as if talking to himself. He stomped on the ground with his left foot.

Suddenly, the two of them flew forward. To be exact, the gravity acting on them was twisted to point straight ahead.

Aske continued to hold Nora with his left hand while his right hand was raised in mid-air.

Affected by the plundered Storm Ability, the air pressure on both sides in front of him was rapidly decreasing, causing all fierce air flows charging towards them to automatically split apart and rush to his sides due to the air pressure difference.

Without these fierce air flows obstructing them, the two quickly used gravity to reach the center of the storm, where they found Thira on the verge of losing control.

At that moment, she was suspended in mid-air, her eyes listlessly staring ahead, with endless vortices swirling in her pupils. Her beautiful black hair wildly fluttered behind her, and numerous pebbles and particles of soil scraped along her body in a snake-like motion due to the chaotic twisted gravity, causing her clothes to be slashed with various large and small cuts, revealing her blood-soaked skin underneath.

Nora placed one hand on her forehead to quickly calm her spiraling Spirituality, and then her other hand gently wrapped around her waist. A pale green radiance began to travel across her body, causing the endlessly bleeding wounds to heal back into the smooth, unblemished skin of a young girl.

Eventually, as her Spirituality stabilized, the surrounding air and gravity gradually returned to normal.

Nora removed her outer garment and wrapped it around her, simultaneously blocking Aske’s view—due to those pebbles, Thira’s clothes had already become torn and ragged like fishnet, leaving the girl’s splendid figure fully exposed.

"Loss of control during ascension is a matter of probability," Aske changed the subject, indicating that he was not lingering on those benefits, "it’s just bad luck that she encountered it."

"I know," Nora replied with a gentle and tolerant smile, "if it weren’t for some coincidental shield mishap, causing her to recall certain shy and awkward memories whenever she sees you, maybe the probability of losing control would have been even lower."

Aske: ...... 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

What do you mean "coincidental shield mishap"? Wasn’t that completely an accident yesterday?

Nora walked towards the manor holding her, and Aske sighed, deciding not to follow after all.

Although as Squad Leader he should be concerned about his team member’s health, since Nora had put it that way, if he insisted on following now, the girl would surely feel even more jealous.

"Aske!" Medea approached from a distance, holding two bottles in her hand, "The last two bottles of Magic Potion are ready. Where are Nora and Mia?"

"Nora is taking care of Thira, they should be in the second-floor bedroom now," Aske replied, "Mia... probably in the kitchen, not Fire Island’s kitchen, but the Lixini Family’s kitchen in the Main Plane. What Magic Potions?"

"This is Shadow IV. Mia brought back the materials and recipe last night," Medea said, picking up one of the bottles filled with ink-black liquid, seemingly capable of absorbing any light that shone upon it.

"And this is Life IV, the remainder was supplied by the Lixini Family, delivered by their butler," she said, picking up the other bottle, which contained a milky white viscous liquid seemingly moving on its own, as if filled with vitality.

"So that means we have all the Magic Potions now," Aske reflected.

"Yes," Medea smiled, "Soon we will all reach Level 10 Bloodline Completion. How does it feel, Squad Leader? Aren’t you proud?"

"What is there to be proud of?" Aske asked strangely, "Wasn’t this just a matter of time?"

Medea: ...