"?"
Faust found that his elf mentor's train of thought was quite jumpy, often saying things that were rather ambiguous.
The prince of Qingxi frowned and asked for confirmation:
"True love?"
Mystoria nodded and stood up from the table. "Yes, please tell me, what do you think true love is? This is very important to me."
If you're going to ask like that, you've certainly stumped me.
As a prince who respected his teacher, he naturally didn't mind satisfying her curiosity, but this question was truly difficult to answer.
Faust was not a person who spoke of love lightly. Even if he knew the "meta" answer and intended to be a sentimental romantic from now on, he couldn't flip his extremely realistic and utilitarian mindset in such a short time.
Most importantly, he couldn't just brush it off casually because... Faust glanced at the pale-blonde girl sitting beside him.
Viviana's eyes were slightly lowered, and the rising steam from her teacup made her long, curved eyelashes flutter constantly. Through the swirling mist, her magnificent purple eyes cast a focused gaze his way.
Clearly, she was also curious about how he would answer.
Faust hadn't forgotten his promise to Viviana; a lie would be noticed, yet the truth might provoke her. There was no guarantee that she wouldn't put on her mask and let "Cinderella" take over.
Fine, fine, being subjected to a soul-searching interrogation out of nowhere—how thrilling.
Faust clenched his fist and forced a smile. "Why the sudden question? Are you looking for relationship counseling? I don't know who you've taken a liking to, but I can help you evaluate them."
"No, I have never been in love."
Mystoria denied it flatly, staring straight at Faust:
"I simply want to know, to you, what is true love?"
Then why ask that?! Wait... could this have something to do with the "destiny" over in the Zhexuan Kingdom?
Faust guessed as much. After a moment of contemplation, he turned to Viviana, displaying his smooth rhetoric:
"As for this question, I think I'll let Viviana answer. Her understanding of what true love is matches mine, yet it is far deeper."
Upon hearing this, Viviana obediently accepted the ball the prince had kicked her way. She first nodded to the elf:
"Miss Mystoria, my understanding of true love is this... True love is a treasure."
"A treasure?"
"Yes, an inestimable treasure worth giving everything to obtain. Once you have it, you possess all joy."
"Precisely because of this, the moment you realize where the treasure lies, the complicated and mundane world will no longer trouble you. Only the process of seeking the ultimate treasure is worth the refinement, and only the future of obtaining it is worth the anticipation."
As the pale-blonde girl spoke, she gradually leaned closer to Faust. She naturally took the prince's hand and lightly kissed the back of it:
"In this way, one can obtain all happiness. This is the true love that the prince and I know, and I believe it is a fact that most people would recognize."
Mystoria looked enlightened. "I see. This is the realm of selflessness and oblivion. Only extreme passion and focus can achieve this."
By comparing it to her own path as an elf martial saint, the elf could roughly understand what Viviana meant.
She looked at the pale-blonde girl again. No matter how dull or indifferent she was toward romance, she could sense the other's surging, overwhelming love.
Mystoria couldn't help but ask:
"Are you two... actually partners? Then why don't you engage in mating?"
It was a deep regret for Mystoria that she hadn't seen any mating scenes when they first met.
It was rare to see humans with such beauty.
Can you stop obsessing over your mating? Honestly, elves are truly...
Faust was nearly at his breaking point. Even though elves and humans were both categorized as the "Son of Man," there was still a significant gap in their perspectives.
One such point was the aesthetics that elves worshipped so intensely. It couldn't be crudely summarized as being shallow, but they liked anything that was beautiful.
Even a pure warrior like Mystoria had the desire to watch.
It wasn't for lustful reasons; she simply thought Faust and Viviana were beautiful and wanted to watch. This was art, and matters of art shouldn't be seen through a dirty lens.
Just as Faust was thinking about how to respond, Viviana continued:
"We cannot be called a couple yet. Strictly speaking, I am currently pursuing Faust."
"Before this, there was a very complicated past where some unpleasant things happened, but that's all over now. Today, we have sworn to start over."
"I know the prince hasn't truly fallen in love with me yet, so I am in no rush to force this bond. I am truly happy that he has abandoned his past way of thinking and stepped onto the same path as me."
The corners of Viviana's mouth curled up slightly, her soft and exquisite face seemingly veiled in a light that resembled fanatical devotion.
"So, I will spend my whole life pursuing him—pursuing my treasure."
Faust suddenly felt a sense of weight. "A whole life?"
The pale-blonde girl nodded heavily. "A whole life."
"........."
Whatever, a whole life it is then. Faust realized upon reflection that he truly couldn't leave his childhood friend anyway.
"I see. Such a deep and heavy affection, even transcending the desire for the flesh... But I see Faust mating with other human females every night."
Mystoria's gaze shifted past the two of them toward the maids standing behind.
The maids serving the prince were all beauties selected with great care. The maid uniforms, personally modified by Faust, could no longer be called proper servant attire.
The black-and-white outfits wrapped tightly around their ample chests; even such sturdy fabric seemed on the verge of bursting, revealing a hint of forbidden and pure, inviolable allure.
The thin black silk stockings clung tightly to their thighs, showcasing softness and volume. The custom-made short skirts hugged their delicate bodies, perfectly revealing their moving waistlines.
And the excessively short hemlines always teased with glimpses of enticing, snow-white skin.
After being brutally beaten by the elf martial saint during the day, the prince of Qingxi would accumulate a considerable amount of frustration that needed venting... just kidding, even without the beating, it would accumulate.
This was due to the effects of his mystery trait. Traits didn't just bring benefits; the side effects had to be endured as well.
In short, once the Damocles sword of 【Cinderella】 was temporarily moved aside, Faust returned to his old habits.
And since Mystoria's quarters were right next to his, she had been watching his "live streams" every night.
Although she watched with purely an appreciative mindset, her apprentice's vigor and prowess still left a deep impression on the elf.
Seriously, if you watched, you watched—did you have to interrogate me about it?
Faust said expressionlessly, "Do you really have to ask that? Then I can only say I'm practicing my technique. Otherwise, how could I satisfy Viviana in the future?"
Hearing this, Viviana also expressed her agreement without hesitation:
"That is true."
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