As for this pill...

I'll investigate it later.

After silently making her decision, Yumo slowly put the pill into her spatial ring.

After confirming that no one was around, Yumo arrived beside Mengxi amid a cluster of Blood Butterflies and a burst of crimson light.

Carefully turning the unconscious girl over from the ruins, Yumo's scarlet eyes suddenly contracted.

At this moment, the silver-haired girl's sturdy armored dress had already been reduced to tatters. Calling it ragged would not be an exaggeration. Her white garments had been dyed red by blood, and every inch of exposed skin was covered in wounds of varying sizes. Although the heroine had managed to withstand the combined assault of two sixth-tier experts, the price she had paid was clearly not small.

Her soul power... seems to be completely exhausted?

While examining the heroine's condition, Yumo's gaze unconsciously fell upon the cracked white mask on Mengxi's face.

"Ah... Even now, you're still wearing a mask..."

Yumo raised her eyebrows slightly.

Driven by curiosity, she slowly reached out toward the mask concealing the silver-haired girl's face.

Ever since meeting Mengxi, Yumo had been extremely curious about her true appearance.

Unfortunately, the girl had never removed her mask, leaving Yumo's curiosity forever unsatisfied.

But now, Mengxi had already fainted. Secretly taking a look shouldn't be a problem, right?

Thus, after brushing aside several bloodstained strands of silver-white hair, Yumo carefully removed the mask.

And the true face of the Child of Destiny was finally revealed before her.

The moment she saw the appearance that had been hidden for so long, Yumo's eyes lit up.

Her soft pink lips parted slightly as she couldn't help but let out a sigh.

"So... so beautiful..."

Yumo had once suspected that Mengxi wore the mask because of scars.

Now, it seemed that the purpose of the mask was to hide that flawless beauty and avoid unnecessary trouble.

After all, a girl this beautiful would probably cause a sensation wherever she went.

Those soft and full pink lips, slightly pale due to her injuries.

Her delicate little nose sat perfectly upon an exquisitely beautiful face that was pure, elegant, gentle, and faintly sacred in temperament.

Combined with her smooth and graceful cheeks and her skin that looked as if it would break with a touch, she was truly a peerless beauty capable of toppling kingdoms.

Even wounded and drained of color and vitality, she still resembled a treasure personally crafted by the Creator Himself, enough to eclipse all things.

And the blood constantly flowing from the corner of her lips only added a touch of tragic beauty, stirring pity in anyone who saw her.

Miss Yumo unconsciously held her breath.

For a moment, she froze in place.

It wasn't as though she had never seen beautiful beings before.

After all, she herself was one.

However, unlike her own somewhat demonic and dark beauty, Mengxi possessed a noble, sacred, and untouchable holiness.

The two forms of beauty were completely different.

Faced with such unique beauty for the first time, Yumo found herself slightly immersed in it.

'As expected of the heroine... truly a peerless beauty...'

Hm?

No...

Wait?

Suddenly, Yumo frowned.

It felt as though this wasn't the first time she had seen such sacred beauty.

And the more she looked, the more the silver-haired girl's face and features seemed strangely familiar.

For an instant, an intense feeling of confusion surged into Yumo's heart.

Unable to help herself, she reached out and gently stroked Mengxi's soft cheek while frantically searching through her memories.

However—

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't figure out why she felt this sense of familiarity.

Had she seen her before?

No, impossible!

Someone like this would be unforgettable. If she had met such a woman before, she definitely would have remembered!

It couldn't be that she simply forgot...

The more she thought, the more puzzled she became.

Eventually, after failing to find an answer, Yumo temporarily gave up.

Compared to wondering whether she had seen Mengxi before, treating the heroine's wounds was far more important.

If the heroine she had finally found ended up dying from blood loss...

Wouldn't she cry herself to death?

'Let's treat the wounds first.'

Enmmm...

But...

How exactly am I supposed to do this?

Carefully observing Mengxi's body, Yumo found herself in a slight dilemma.

The smaller wounds weren't much of a problem.

The troublesome one was the wound on her chest, where she had been struck by the sixth-tier black-robed man.

His final attack had apparently been infused with curses and grievous injury effects, causing Mengxi's blood, life force, and soul power to continuously leak away from the wound.

Without question, that wound had to be dealt with first.

It's just...

The location is kind of sensitive!!

Why does it have to be on her chest?!

Yumo awkwardly looked toward Mengxi's chest. Resting her hand beneath her chin and biting her lip, a conflicted expression emerged in her mind.

I'm a grown man. Stripping a girl's clothes just feels wrong somehow...

Enmmm...

Though, I'm not exactly a man anymore, huh?

Looking down at her own slender and delicate body, Yumo puffed out her cheeks.

No matter what...

I'm a girl now, right?

A girl undressing another girl...

Shouldn't be a problem, right?

Besides...

This girl already saw everything before.

Even though it was my disguise...

Recalling how Mengxi had "taken advantage" of her in the snow earlier, the little devil in Yumo's heart immediately began causing trouble.

In the end—

After a long period of "careful consideration," Yumo clapped her hands and reached a decision.

Strip!

She already saw me naked!

If I don't look back, wouldn't that be a huge loss?!

Not looking back would practically be an offense against heaven!

Ah, bah!

What do you mean "looking back"?!

This is treatment!

Treatment!!

I absolutely don't have any improper thoughts!

Thus—

After confirming several times that no one was around and taking a deep breath, Yumo slowly raised her hand and carefully removed Mengxi's heavy silver breastplate before undoing her outer clothes.

And the instant the clothes came undone—

The restraints disappeared.

Looking at the unexpected sight before her, Miss Yumo's scarlet eyes widened, and her pretty face gradually flushed red.

"T-this girl wasn't wearing underwear?!!"

Yumo shouted inwardly.

However, after examining things more closely, she rejected that thought.

The heroine wasn't going without undergarments.

Rather, the black-robed man's attack had severed the straps, leading to...

'Haa~'

Yumo couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

Then, after staring thoughtfully for a moment, she nodded.

"Mm, mm, she's got quite a figure..."

The heroine really had hidden things well.

It probably wasn't noticeable before because of the armor.

They're even bigger than Limo's. D-cup, maybe? Such impressive development.

Yumo couldn't help but sigh.

To be honest, compared to the huge Western beauties she had seen in her previous life, Mengxi's chest wasn't anything remarkable.

But...

At least it was better than her...

Thinking this, Yumo lowered her head toward her own somewhat flat chest.

A complicated sadness surfaced within her scarlet eyes.

As the saying goes—

Without comparison, there is no pain.

Hm??

Wait!

No, that's not right!!!

What the hell am I even thinking about?!