【The son of man is truly interesting, always obsessed with distinguishing strength and rank, as if that would bring eternal peace of mind. But under the governance of the wheel of destiny, without the courage and resolve to resist fate, even the greatest power will eventually be reduced to a prisoner and a pawn.】
Mephistopheles dismissed the beast-fighting debates that mortals enjoyed with indifference; from a fairy's perspective, all living beings were truly equal.
However, even Faust felt that Mephistopheles was somewhat talking down from a position of detached ease.
"Most people don't think about resisting fate; being able to be a dog of the wheel of destiny is a blessing one couldn't earn in a lifetime of cultivation!"
Fairies were born with a divine sublimity, so how could they understand the joy of a mundane life breaking through its limits bit by bit?
Regardless, Faust was quite satisfied.
Faust was very pleased to have achieved the 【martial saint】 path's Elite status. Although he had reached Elite long ago and was currently pushing for Master, this was not the same thing at all!
【sovereign monarch】 was essentially a developmental path. Almost all its traits were used to accelerate growth speed, and its gains to actual combat power were very limited. Most of the time, a 【sovereign monarch】 provided buffs to their territories.
If one could reach 【hero】 or an even higher rank as a 【sovereign monarch】, even if they did nothing at all, their territory would enjoy favorable weather and social harmony.
It was truly a matter of ruling the world through non-action.
In contrast, 【martial saint】 was a path entirely focused on combat. Most human kingdoms were not qualified to inherit it; only sufficiently ancient kingdoms could give birth to such a sect.
Having obtained a portion of the 【martial saint】 strength, Faust felt that beating seven or eight of his past selves would be no problem.
Faust looked at the elf lady who was focused on grooming the hair at her shoulder and asked,
"Teacher Mystoria, do you still plan on staying in Qingxi?"
Mystoria twisted a strand of highlighted hair on her forehead. "I have nothing left to teach you. By rights, I should continue my path of exile..."
"You are mistaken!"
Faust immediately interrupted,
"Please stay in Qingxi. I have yet to properly thank you for your guidance, Teacher."
The elf martial saint lowered her eyes slightly and shook her head gently.
"There is nothing to be grateful for. If anything, I am the one asking something of you. Just as long as you can come to Zhexuan Kingdom once in the future."
"Ho..."
While Faust didn't know what destiny Mephistopheles had 'loaned' to him, and those in the know remained silent, anyone could see that Mystoria took it very seriously.
So, he started from there and began to act shamelessly:
"Teacher Mystoria, the reason you wander everywhere seems to be to find someone? If I am the person you are looking for, you should stay. Or do I have to go to distant Zhexuan all alone? If you won't take me there, then forget it."
The elf lady's golden eyes widened upon hearing this, revealing a 'Huh, how can you be like this?' expression.
Faust waved his hand,
"Why can't I be like this? Since you won't acknowledge us as teacher and student, then there's no relationship between us, right?"
Mystoria understood now. She stared at the prince of Qingxi with a very serious gaze, and after a long while, she said:
"If that is the case, then I... will stay for the time being, until you intend to go to Zhexuan Kingdom."
As soon as the words fell, Faust immediately changed his face and, without allowing any argument, pushed the status of a guest advisor onto the elf lady.
On the way back to his palace, the prince's steps were much lighter.
Good! He had successfully kept the elf martial saint in Qingxi!
Although Mystoria claimed she wouldn't interfere in human conflicts, humans are not plants—they have feelings. Even fairies could develop emotions, let alone the seemingly simple-minded elf lady.
Faust had roughly figured out his teacher's personality over these days. Although she possessed that lingering elven sense of superiority in her bones, her nature was definitely pure and kind.
If someone close to her truly encountered danger, could she really hold back from helping?
【To spend so much effort to recruit this elf, to be honest, it is unnecessary; her utility is quite limited... but if you want to 'cultivate' her, then I believe it is necessary, and I highly support it.】
"Mephistopheles, how insolent! Even I know how to respect my teachers!"
Faust sternly refuted the fairy's malicious speculation. Heaven was his witness, he did not harbor such shameful intentions... at least not for now.
If nothing else, the feeling of 'collecting cards' fascinated Faust.
Back in his palace, Faust prepared to wash up first. Inside the large bathroom paved with warm jade and steaming with heat, the maids who had been following behind him eagerly stepped forward to undress the prince of Qingxi.
Faust stood before the floor-to-ceiling mirror, observing his robust physique which had become increasingly perfect through his 【martial saint】 training, feeling quite satisfied.
He spread his arms, letting the maids serve him.
Crack, crack...
With just a slight movement of his shoulders, a faint, crisp popping sound echoed, as if his bones were stretching themselves and his muscles and blood were letting out a celebratory roar.
This abundant sense of power was something he had never possessed in the past; only the purest body-tempering path could provide it.
If just absorbing a tiny fraction of the 【Physical Sanctity】 trait could do this, he wondered how satisfying the full-bodied 【Physical Sanctity】 would be.
In the hazy mist, Faust couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief, becoming intoxicated by the feeling.
"Congratulations, Your Highness."
Faust's court head maid was a mature, gentle woman with emerald hair. She reached out her slender, jade-like hands to scrub the prince's back, speaking softly:
"You've captured an elf quite easily."
Faust laughed. "Don't judge others by your own standards. Mystoria is my teacher. Besides, Teacher Mi has no such worldly desires."
Mystoria's 【Physical Sanctity】 trait allowed her to completely control her own hormone secretion, enabling the elf lady to devote herself purely to the martial way. Aside from her love for sweets and her loyalty to her motherland, Faust could not detect any other emotions from her.
"It's only a matter of time."
The emerald-haired head maid greedily took in the thick, mellow scent of the prince's hormones, laughing mockingly:
"Even an elf is just a woman. No female can escape your masculine charm. Absolutely none."
Not only the head maid, but the other maids present also nodded in agreement. The looks they cast toward Faust were filled with the purest fanaticism and adoration.
Faust quite enjoyed these gazes that treated him as a sovereign, so he didn't bother to correct the head maid's presumptuous mistake.
【I say one thing and get scolded, but when others say it, it's fine? Aren't we contractors who live and die together? Such double standards, I'm truly heartbroken.】
Quiet, Mephistopheles! Don't ruin my mood!
【But this maid did remind me. You indeed can develop more in this direction. Perhaps it could awaken the primordial path.】
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