The Sekirei’s Covenant

Hmm, not the soft, bouncy feeling he had imagined.

Because Sora's hand passed right through Princess Alice's face without touching anything.

Well, he had expected this, but still, a wave of disappointment rose in his heart. What a pity!

To be sure, Sora took his sword from behind and poked the princess's body. The same thing happened—the blade passed through her body. There was a living girl standing right in front of him, but he felt nothing.

Alright, if anyone else saw this brat acting so rudely and dangerously toward the honorable Princess Alice, they would have already killed him a thousand times over in a rage!

"Just as I thought, your body is strange! Are you a spirit formed by mental energy? But you caught the stone tablet I threw earlier, so that must be telekinesis…"

Ignoring the still-shocked Princess Alice, Sora stroked his chin and muttered.

After receiving some basic lessons from Miss Kaoru, Sora was no longer a clueless newbie. He knew about priestesses, magicians, curse power, magic power, mental energy, and telekinesis!

"Ah!!! Ku… Sora, what… what are you doing?!"

"To be so rude to a lady, you're… you're not a gentleman at all! Not gentlemanly at all!"

Finally coming to her senses, the endlessly excited and shy Princess Alice floated backward, instinctively hugging her chest, her mind completely blank.

A spirit is a direct manifestation of the original mental body, so Princess Alice's face and skin were flushed with a deep blush, looking extremely cute. This alone showed how shy the girl was at that moment!

"Hey, hey, my princess, you don't even know how to curse?"

"Come on, curse him! Call him a bastard, a jerk, or say 'I'll kill you!' That might sound more powerful!"

Seeing this princess who didn't know how to curse and only said "not gentlemanly, not gentlemanly," yet still acted so elegant and noble even in such embarrassment, Sora was amused and couldn't help but want to tease her.

"Damn… bastard? Ugh… how can you make a lady say such vulgar words?!"

Muttering softly under her breath, Princess Alice suddenly snapped back to reality. With a flushed, angry face, she shouted at Sora, while quickly covering her little mouth, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Oh no, oh no! I just accidentally said something so vulgar! Wuwuwu… Alice has been defiled, no longer pure!"

Well, if Sora knew what the princess was thinking at this moment, he would definitely be extremely speechless. But even so, he was already quite speechless!

"Damn it, how is that vulgar? My princess, your elegance truly amazes us mere mortals!!!"

"All right, all right, my noble princess, I apologize, okay? I apologize!"

Feeling that she might be even more innocent than Yuri, Sora dared not tease her any further. He was really worried that if he wasn't careful, he might break her.

Well, although he was apologizing with words, there was no trace of guilt on his face.

"Wuwu… you!!!"

If Sora hadn't apologized, it would have been fine, but once he did, Princess Alice felt even more aggrieved. That hateful, hateful, hateful guy didn't understand a girl's modesty at all!

One must admit, no matter which world, women are truly peculiar creatures!

"Hah… really, it was just a joke. Your heart is too pure and fragile."

Pouting, Sora muttered softly.

Sensing something, he looked up at the four-story building not far away. As if having made a decision, Sora stopped paying attention to Princess Alice's spirit form, stepped out of the pavilion, and leapt several times to reach it.

Too lazy to find the stairs, Sora jumped up and climbed through a window into a room on the fourth floor.

The room was decorated magnificently and elegantly, filled with a faint but pleasant fragrance. Because the curtains were drawn, the light was not as bright as outside, but it was just right, giving a very soft feeling.

"Sora, how can you just enter a lady's room like this? This is not—"

Princess Alice's spirit appeared in front of Sora, looking both angry and incredibly cute. But before she could finish speaking, Sora interrupted her.

"All right, all right, you're going to say this is unchivalrous behavior again, aren't you? Princess, you always say the same thing. Can't you say something different for once?"

With a look of exasperation, Sora passed through the spirit and continued forward.

"You… hmph!"

He felt this guy was the most hateful person he had ever met, even more hateful than Alexander (the Black Prince, the God Slayer of France, and the princess's nemesis) with his hateful poker face!

If the princess wanted, she could easily use her powerful mental and psychic powers to send Sora flying. But surprisingly, Princess Alice did not do so. Her spirit huffed angrily and then dispersed into countless specks of light in the air.

After a few turns, finally, a magnificent large bed appeared before Sora. On it lay a girl in women's pajamas, sound asleep. Who else could it be but Princess Alice herself?!

"Heh… so this is the real body…"

Looking at the sleeping princess who resembled a fairy tale Sleeping Beauty, Sora's mouth instinctively curled into a sly smile.

Although as a human, Princess Alice was a Hime-Miko with supreme spiritual power. Not only was her telepathy and psychic ability excellent, but she also possessed spiritual sight and precognition, sometimes even able to communicate with gods.

However, these abilities eroded her body, making her very fragile. Just a short time outside would exhaust her and disrupt her physical condition.

Therefore, the princess's real body had always been in a sleeping state, only creating spirit forms to move around and communicate with others.

Of course, few people knew this secret, and even fewer had entered the princess's chamber and seen her real body. But now Sora had become one of those few—truly a cause for celebration!

"You… you rude fellow, how dare you enter a lady's room and—"

Slowly opening her eyes, unlike the spirit form before, Princess Alice's real face was pale as snow, and her voice was unusually weak. Yet the noble aura she exuded was even stronger, inspiring endless worship and affection.

Sora's forehead broke out in a big sweat as he saw the princess, who was already panting before finishing her sentence.

Princess, even if you are delicate, please have some limits!!!

"Hah… truly a fragile princess."

Sighing slightly, even Sora couldn't help but feel endless pity for this Alice. He stepped forward and gently helped her up, placing a cushion behind her back.

"Hehe, so Sora has such a gentle and chivalrous side after all."

"Well then, please state your purpose. Don't tell Alice it's just to see how fragile she looks."

Feeling a bit more relaxed, the princess showed a graceful and sweet smile. Her turquoise eyes sparkled with wisdom, and faintly, there seemed to be a hint of expectation…

"You're surprisingly bold, aren't you?"

"Well, whatever. Just stay still. I'm not sure if this will work, but let's try first."

Looking at Princess Alice, who had been shy and flustered just moments ago but now was calm and composed, Sora said speechlessly.

The princess still wore that elegant yet playful smile. Thanks to her powerful mental abilities, she could easily read a person's heart through their facial expressions and actions. At this moment, Sora felt that she cared about him.

Yes, it seemed that care was mixed with a bit of pity…

Pulling back the quilt covering the princess, Sora was not polite at all. After a brief hesitation, he quickly pressed two fingers on some acupoints on her body, transmitting some of his internal energy.