In a boundless darkness of silence, there was a glimmer of light. The light was about the size of a room, bright but not glaring.
Inside the light sat a purple-haired girl dressed in a gothic style dress. The girl was sitting in an idle and casual manner. Her look was as pretty and exquisite as a pixie. There was a transparent screen in front of her about the size of a mirror. And in it, a black-haired youth's figure was projected.
The purple-haired girl was staring intently at the youth, as her beautiful eyes were surging with mixed emotions.
"Should I also learn swords?"
Kali sighed. With her status and experience, she should have been indifferent and tolerating, but surprisingly, she was prone to jealousy.
It was probably because she had no experience in love between a man and woman, so when it came to this, she was like a girl in her teens. She was simple, naive and easily felt her emotions stirred. She would even feel pangs of jealousy.