This necromancer is going to seduce the beautiful girls who are already dead.

Flora's mind was filled with happiness.

Flora, who had been worried that Abyss would think she was being disrespectful for getting drunk tonight, is now completely relieved. A little bit of impulsiveness now and then doesn't seem like such a big deal after all.

"I... I'll have one last drink." Flora reached out and took the second "drink" that Rebecca had brought, and downed it in one gulp.

“Very well, it’s getting dark now, let’s go back to the inn and rest for a bit.” Abyss patted Flora on the shoulder, then draped one of her arms around his neck, preparing to lead Flora away from the tavern. “We’ll go out for a picnic tomorrow and enjoy the scenery around here—Leona, have you bought everything for the picnic?”

“Of course, who do you take me for? I’m reliable!” Leona patted a bag next to her proudly. “It’s full of picnic food and supplies. Agnes has already picked out a picnic spot. It’s a beautiful flower field. You can sit anywhere as long as you pay.”

“Alright, let’s go back and get some rest!” Abis stood up from his seat and pulled Flora up with him.

Flora leaned against the Abyss in a coquettish manner, feeling its strength, though not large, was enough to make her feel safe and secure, and she felt even happier.

It doesn't seem too late yet, there's still some time before bedtime... Should I have a good chat with the Abyss? It seems like I have so much to say to the Abyss.

Of course you can... after all... you're already drunk.

Chapter 378 Expressing Anxiety

Back at the hotel, Flora took a quick shower in the bathroom near the hotel before drunkenly returning to the room she shared with Abyss.

As a boy, Abyss showers much faster than Flora does with her simple shower. He's now sitting behind the table in his room, reading a romance novel that Flora had recommended earlier.

“Abyss…you shower so fast…” Flora said, looking at Abyss’s still slightly wet hair.

Abyss turned around and smiled at Flora: "Ah, right, I'm already done showering—a bath is just a matter of wetting your body, applying a bath potion, and then rinsing it off."

"Do all boys take showers like this?" Flora asked with a wry smile.

“No, some boys don’t use bath potions.” Abyss waved her hand. “I use shower gel because it makes me feel fresher after a bath—so how do you girls bathe? I’ve never seen that before. Do you wet your bodies two or three times?”

"Um... I won't tell you." Flora sat on the bed, blushing, and took off her slippers. "Abyss, want to chat with me before bed?"

“No problem, it’s not that late anyway. Chatting before bed will help you sleep better.” Abyss decisively closed the book in his hand, then walked over to Flora and sat down on the bed. “I noticed you seemed to have something you wanted to tell me after you got drunk tonight. Let’s talk about it now. This room is very quiet, perfect for two people to chat.”

Flora smelled the faint scent of bath potion emanating from Abyss, and her initial slight nervousness gradually subsided. After a moment's thought, she leaned on Abyss's shoulder.

Feeling the warmth of the boy she liked, Flora whispered, "Abyss... I like you so much..."

"What do you like about me?" Abyss teased Flora. "You were very brave tonight, were you because you had been drinking?"

“I love everything about you.” Flora looked up at Abyss with a touch of stubbornness. “You’re reliable, responsible to everyone, and always so smart, yet never overly serious… How did I end up with someone as wonderful as you…”

Flora's words were quite bold; even ordinary couples in the throes of new love rarely offer such direct praise. If an elderly married couple said something like that, they'd probably have nightmares that night.

"So you like me that much." Abis gently rubbed Flora's face.

"So... what do you like about me?" Flora asked again.

“I love your kindness and your courage,” Abyss said, “as well as your strength and your gentleness.”

“I’m actually quite timid, especially when facing those evil gods. I’m always worried about this and that… I know my personality can be quite negative at times, which isn’t good.” Flora’s expression was a mix of happiness and melancholy. “But I just can’t stop worrying about these things… I’m always afraid, afraid of some bad ending, afraid that things will develop in a direction I can’t predict… Don’t you think I’m sometimes not very likable?”

Even though they had agreed not to talk about evil gods or anything like that during the holidays, Flora, who thought she was drunk, still blurted it out.

She couldn't completely forget these things, so she decided to take advantage of this time when she could be willful and express all the insecurities in her heart.

“What’s wrong with that? Do you think I’m not pessimistic?” Abyss asked in a low voice.

"Haven't you always been optimistic?" Flora asked, her eyes wide with confusion as she looked at Abyss.

Abyss gently shook his head: "No, everyone has pessimistic feelings. I just don't let pessimism affect my pace—just like you. Although you often worry about many things, you always try your best to contribute your strength."

Flora fell silent; Abyss was right. Although Flora was often pessimistic, she had never been lazy. She did whatever she could to gradually improve the situation.

"I'm actually a pessimistic person, but I know exactly what I should do. Think about it, don't I always prepare for failure before I do anything? I've prepared so many backup plans for you that I've lost count. If I were to die unexpectedly one day, you would still be able to live well in Helheim..."

"Let's stop talking about this." Flora covered Abyss's mouth.

“Okay, I just wanted you to know that you shouldn’t feel guilty about your pessimism, because you haven’t given up on the difficulties, and you haven’t surrendered to so-called fate.” Abyss said with a smile, “Are you a little uneasy about this? Don’t worry, neither I, nor Leona, nor the others think badly of you because of this.”

Whether her personality would be accepted by everyone was something Flora had always worried about, but she never dared to say it out loud, fearing that it would make people dislike her even more.

However, it feels much better to say it tonight while I'm still a little tipsy.

"Is there anything else that's been bothering you? Tell me everything." Abyss patted Flora's shoulder again, helped her lie down slowly, and then covered her with the blanket. "It's a bit chilly at night, don't catch a cold."

“What worries me most is your final battle with the Creator God,” Flora said, looking at Abyss’s face in the dim light of the room. “I don’t know just how powerful that Creator God is, but I think that His ability to create worlds at will and set rules must be an incredibly terrifying power… Sometimes I think that you actually have no chance of defeating Him… The power gap between mortals and the Creator God… is too great…”

Abis was quiet for a while.

"Ah, it's not that I don't trust you, nor that I think you're too weak..."

“No, I’m not angry.” Abyss shook his head with a smile. “Your concerns are normal. I think everyone else has the same concerns. After all, for a mortal to challenge the creator god who has the highest authority is really no different from a joke.”

"Hmm... then why do you still want to challenge Him? Perhaps living a leisurely life as a top-tier mortal isn't so bad. We already have Helheim; it's not the territory of the creator god. Perhaps we can spend many happy years there..."

“Because someone always has to try.” Abyss’s eyes gleamed. “He is tyrannical and cruel. He has destroyed world after world. I think this is unreasonable, and I want to stop it all. If I don’t do it, someone else will—like those extraterrestrial evil gods who still harbor rebellious thoughts against Him. Since someone has to be the dragon-slaying hero, why can’t that hero be me?”

Chapter 379 Flora's Unhealthy Views on Marriage

"Do you want to be the hero who saves all the worlds?" Flora shrank deeper into the blankets.

“No, I don’t want to be a hero, but I want to do something for a better future,” Abyss laughed. “If one day I really defeat the Creator God, perhaps I can retire gracefully and live happily with you in our world. Perhaps we can even travel to different worlds without disturbing other civilizations. That would be true carefree living. We wouldn’t have to watch worlds being destroyed by the Creator God’s selfish games anymore, nor would we have to worry about our daily lives being ruined by some gluttonous evil god who appears out of nowhere.”

"Is this true freedom?"

“Yes, this is true freedom.” Abis nodded. “Freedom is not about hiding in a corner, nor is it about protecting oneself. At least, that’s what I think. What do you think?”

“I don’t quite understand yet… but I’m willing to support you,” Flora said at this moment.

Unlike the Abyss, she didn't converse with countless spirits, nor did she have an unimaginable past. Her soul wasn't fused with evil gods, nor was she left with the mission of saving the world. But she was willing to support those she loved.

No matter what risks the Abyss may encounter on its journey, Flora is willing to give everything, as long as the Abyss is alright, as long as the Abyss returns safely, and tells her, who is waiting behind, "I'm back."

“Thank you, Flora, that’s enough.” Abyss’s fingers pinched a lock of Flora’s long golden hair. “I will do my best to win, and as long as you support me, I will never give up.”

Flora knew that the person she loved would not choose to hide away and become a local tyrant.

So, all she could do was work together with him to achieve victory.

Since that's the case, she no longer needs to worry about the future; she only needs to focus on the present.

Flora's unease about the fate of the Abyss gradually faded from her heart.

She was somewhat surprised by the effect of the wine she drank tonight; she hadn't expected that this kind of wine could dispel all her worries.

How exactly is this wine made? I must ask Rebecca to help me make some when I return to Helheim.

"Is there anything else you want to say? Please say it all," Abyss continued.

Flora thought about it seriously for a while, then shook her head: "No, I think... I've calmed down."

"That's good. Shall we rest then?"

"Um...can I hold you while I sleep?"

"Sure, do you like to sleep while hugging something?"

"Well, I usually like to hug a pillow when I sleep... but I want to use you today."

“Come on.” Abyss didn’t hesitate at all and buried himself in Flora’s arms. “But don’t hug me too tightly, or I’ll suffocate with the body I’m using right now.”

"I won't hit that hard," Flora said with a laugh, patting Abyss on the back.

Flora held Abyss's somewhat frail body in her arms, both of them closing their eyes and smiling.

It feels so good to have courage. Flora thought happily.

Things I didn't dare to say before, I can finally say without thinking too much.

“Abyss… do you know? From the moment I fell in love with you, I made a decision in my heart… I’m sticking with you, and I’ll never leave you.”

"Really?" Abyss's muffled voice came, making Flora's chest itch.

"Hmm... I'm willing to follow you forever. Whatever you want to do, I'll support you. It might sound silly to say that... but I believe you'll always be someone I can admire." Flora blushed, but her voice was firm. "I really want to marry you, but I also know that our relationship is already a hundred or a thousand times closer than marriage. It's only a matter of time before we get married, right?"

“That’s true,” Abyss didn’t deny it. “No ordinary couple would challenge impossible enemies together time and time again, and hover between life and death countless times, like we did. We usually call people who do that fools.”

"Pfft... Yes."

“You’ve put in a lot of effort and made a lot of sacrifices… Flora, this wasn’t originally your responsibility. I won’t let you down either.”

“Yes, and there’s also something about other people,” Flora said at this point. “I know everyone likes you. Agnes may not be at the stage where she realizes love yet, but everyone else really wants to marry you—in fact, I’d be willing to let you have several boyfriends at the same time.”

"Hmm? This isn't a healthy view of marriage."

“But we’re all dead, so why should we care about that?” Flora said stubbornly. “Everyone is so great, and everyone is willing to sacrifice so much for you. I don’t think you should have to choose between us.”

“Hmm… I haven’t really thought about that in detail yet. But I understand everyone’s feelings for me,” Abyss said. “Perhaps as we continue on this journey, the answer will come to us.”

"Perhaps we don't have an answer yet, but this is my stance. Abyss, don't worry, I won't be jealous—ah, but you're not allowed to flirt with other girls anymore, just the few of us at most!"

"Absolutely, absolutely, and besides, I'm not really interested in living people..."

"No, not this one! Even a dead person won't do!"

"No problem! My dear fiancée!"

"Call me Flora!"

"Flora Lala!"

"Pooh!"

Flora was playfully complaining when she suddenly realized that she seemed to be quick-witted and clear-headed, not at all like someone who was drunk.

"Huh? Why am I suddenly so sober? The effects of this alcohol didn't last long at all..."

"Is it possible... I mean, that you didn't actually drink tonight, and we lied to you?" Abyss lifted his head from Flora's embrace and looked at Flora with a smile.

He had just asked Rebecca, and Rebecca told him that it wouldn't hurt to tell Flora the truth now.

"Huh? I...I'm not drunk?" Flora's eyes widened.

"Breath your hand in your palm and smell it. Does it smell like alcohol?"

Flora did as Abyss said, but apart from the scent of the toothpaste she had just used to brush her teeth, she couldn't smell anything else.

"Oh no! How could this happen!"