Chapter 232: Luxian Archon Sofiel (1/2)

White jade skins, blonde hairs, white wings attached to their hips. These are the physical traits of the Luxians.

If they are put side by side with a Noxian, they will be the complete opposite of each other.

And well, they reminded me of that certain race in a popular anime about a World where everything is being decided by playing a game. Of course, except for their blonde hairs and their nonexistent Halos.

When the leading Luxian woman reached a certain distance, she stopped and hovered in the air as her white wings folded back in place. She didn't move an inch and waited for the Light Projection of Arland to reach her position.

The other Luxians following behind her, which numbered eight, maintained a certain distance from her and spread out to give the feeling of intimidation.

They're all Rank 5 Mortals and were well above middle stages.However, they're all like Elmer. All past their prime age.

Honestly, their strength could be intimidating if they're not facing Transcendents like us.

The leading Luxian woman is, of course, sporting her golden blonde hair which reached down to her heels. Her sky-blue eyes looked so profound and forlorn as it looked not at us but the distant sky. She's wearing a plain white garb adorned by embroideries which stick closely to her skin.

I don't feel anything about her at this moment and there's seemingly no trace of an Orb on her. This means she's probably neither someone I'm looking for nor someone looking for me.

Well, I'm just using my sense of sight to judge. Is there more to her than what she's showing right now?

”May I know who I am speaking to?”

Arland's Light Projection asked when it reached her position. At times like this, he's always holed up in his Magus Tower. According to him, he's at his strongest whenever he's in there.

”Sofiel. We sent a letter to this city. Where's the Metal Giant owner?”

The way she said it sounded condescending enough that it ticked off not only me but also the always polite Fleur beside me. It's like she's oozing out a thick aura of arrogance or just indifference.

They're the race who secluded themselves without caring about what's happening inland. Now that I appeared, they decided to show themselves. However, with this kind of indifference she was showing, I don't think we can work well with them.

The woman looked around the area. Soon enough, our gazes met each other.

When it did, the woman blinked her eyes for a few times before the condescending aura she was giving off dropped all of a sudden and a captivating smile surfaced on her expressionless face.

Afterwards, she ignored Arland's Light Projection who's currently saying something to her with undisguised annoyance in his voice.

Bypassing Arland's Light Projection, the Luxian woman swiftly flew over to our position.

Upon seeing that, Fleur readied herself in case the woman chose to attack us.

However, she didn't act out our assumption. Instead, she went straight into my arms, embracing me tightly even before I could take a step back.

Because there's no ill intent from her, I didn't move out of the way and ended up being embraced by her. She buried her face in my chest and rubbed her cheeks on it.

”I've waited and waited. You're finally here, darling.”

Eh? Darling? What does she mean by that? Do I know her?

I can't recall ever seeing her but something clicked with the way she called me. Darling…

Is that endearment the connection I have to her?

From how she ignored everything and just jumped into my arms, she wasn't putting up an act. That's her genuine feelings. Even the indifference she showed in front of Arland's Light Projection was instantly dropped.

Is she someone from my previous life? Either way, I have to play dumb for now. I'm lacking information.

”I'm sorry, but I think you are mistaking me as someone else.”

”I'm not mistaken. You're my darling. No matter what world or era we live in, you'll always be my darling. And this woman doesn't seem to be that clingy woman you always pull along with you.”

Sofiel kept on spewing out confusing words, and none of it was an act. She's really someone who clearly knows me. Not someone from the memory which got ripped out, but my previous life.

The way she kept on calling me that way is something that feels right…

If that's the case, is she like Yuko? A reincarnator? But why is she here in a Mortal World? Who's the clingy woman? Now I'm more curious about who I am before all this.

”Uhm. Do you know her, Daisuke? Her words were all spoken in honesty. She clearly knows you.”