Timothy couldn't possibly refuse such a request, especially with Sylvia in his arms.
Without hesitation, he scooped up her soft, delicate body and headed straight for the palace chambers.
"Charge! For Sky Sanctuary!"
"Wait… what is that?!"
In the midst of the fierce battle, the fighters instinctively glanced up at the sky—and froze.
It wasn't just the warriors from Blooming Sanctuary. Practitioners from all the major sects stood in stunned silence.
They could clearly see Timothy, holding Sylvia's slender, graceful figure, flying toward the palace.
"Timothy is carrying Goddess Sylvia… Is she unconscious?"
"No way! Even if she were, she wouldn't just let him carry her like that, right?"
Suddenly, everyone's minds buzzed as they recalled the kiss Sylvia had given Timothy earlier.
