Frilian: Starting with Wind Spirit and Moon Shadow, Playing Through the Heavens

"You think the goddess might know how to gain divine power, but she didn't tell you?"

"more or less."

"But isn't she a goddess? A symbol of compassion."

"Compassion and self-preservation are not contradictory."

Celia remained silent.

indeed.

From a very long time ago, the goddess had been quite wary of Ronan's existence.

However, due to their differing stances, they were unable to take action.

But once one's own safety is threatened, the situation becomes unpredictable.

only……

"Is it really necessary to go to the point of creating a strategy guide? He is a god."

"What's wrong with God? Doesn't God have a human side? We can't make hasty judgments."

"At least the goddesses I know are more like gods than humans."

Even so, but…

A conflicted expression appeared on Celia's face.

Seeing this, Ronan raised an eyebrow:

Are you jealous?

"No, I didn't." Celia instinctively moved a little closer.

"I just feel that God might not necessarily favor you, even though you are very powerful."

Humans are inherently drawn to strength, but gods may not be. This is why Celia thinks this way, and it has nothing to do with appearance, ability, or personality.

Ronan knew this, but he wanted to try, even if it took hundreds or thousands of years.

Anyway, whether it succeeds or not, God is there.

Neither of them spoke again.

Soon, night fell.

The juice is finished.

The flames gradually died down.

"Let's go back to our room. Do you want to stay in the first or the second room?"

"No, I want to be with you. It's rare for Vlame to be away, and I want to experience what it's like to sleep in the same bed with you."

Seemingly afraid that Ronan might misunderstand something, Celia quickly explained.

"Of course, don't misunderstand, I just don't want to lose to Vlamé."

"I want to do everything she has done."

Ronan: "..."

……

The next morning.

"morning."

Celia greeted Ronan, then jumped off the bed and began washing up.

She first used magic to clean her teeth and her whole body, making herself feel refreshed.

Then, she skillfully tied up her long hair, tidied her clothes in front of the mirror, and made sure that there was not a single disheveled thing.

After tidying up, she gently pushed open the door, wanting to see the sky outside.

But as soon as she opened the door, a biting gust of wind rushed in, and she couldn't help but shiver and instantly curled up into a ball.

"so cold."

She quickly closed the door, her jaw chattering.

Why is it so cold?

Ronan threw back the covers and got out of bed:

"This is the far north, so of course it's cold."

"I've set up a protective barrier both inside and outside the room, which is why you feel warm inside."

"Put your clothes on before you go out."

The two put on their winter clothes before stepping out of the house.

By this time, the outside world was already a vast expanse of white.

Not far away, Kraft was intently doing squats, making "heave-ho" sounds.

Hearing the sound of footsteps on the snow behind him, Kraft stopped and turned around.

When he saw Ronan and Seria walk out side by side, a complex expression appeared on his face.

Influenced by his friend, he prays to the goddess every night, and yesterday was no exception.

Although he didn't receive a response from the goddess, the incident still greatly shocked him.

After all, when a man and a woman are alone in a room, anyone would think in that direction.

In his mind, the Pope no longer seemed as holy as before.

Ronan didn't seem to care about his expression and didn't bother to explain, simply saying:

"Pack your things, we can go now."

"You're a martial monk, do you know magic?"

Kraft shook his head.

Seeing this, Ronan raised his hand and cast a flight spell, then waved his hand, and the house disappeared without a trace in a burst of light.

Upon seeing this, Kraft's eyes widened, his face filled with shock:

"This...this is..."

Both the flying magic and the house disappearing into thin air were beyond his comprehension.

During the time he was traveling around, when did magic become so readily available?

Moreover, isn't flight a privilege reserved for demons?

His admiration for Ronan grew even stronger, and he was no longer so averse to Celia's presence.

During the flight, to pass the time, Kraft and Ronan talked about the disappearance of the demons in the area.

When asked which hero had vanquished the demons, Ronan simply replied, "It was me."

Kraft's expression froze for a moment:

"You? Those are hundreds of thousands of demons..."

"So what if there are hundreds of thousands of demons? Do you think I got to the position of Pope at such a young age?"

"They are nothing but a bunch of cannibalistic beasts. I have only given them the punishment they deserve. For life and forever."

“You don’t need to worry about these things, Kraft.”

How could I not care? Those are demons that even the Goddess couldn't eliminate.

It's just gone like that...

Even the Pope.

Too…

In short, unable to find the right words to describe it, he finally understood the true value of the word "youth".

Such a powerful person, even if he violates the doctrine and enjoys the company of beautiful women, is not necessarily wrong.

Firstly, the goddess didn't react; secondly, this was a great achievement comparable to saving the world.

……

Time passed quickly, and because everyone was traveling by air and there was no wind or snow to interfere, they soon arrived near the place where the souls returned.

For the first time, Kraft felt that the far north was so safe.

At the same time, they also experienced the convenience of flying magic.

too fast.

In the past, the trips took ten days to half a month, and occasionally we had to be careful of the deadly glacial crevasses under our feet.

But now, in less than three hours, we've already arrived.

Kraft sincerely remarked that if it weren't for upholding his friend's beliefs, he would have even considered changing careers; melee mage would have been a good option.

However, thinking of his mission, he couldn't help but sigh and asked Ronan:

"Your Holiness, is there anything I need to do? Can I simply wait quietly?"

"If you need anything, I will do my best to help you."

“No need.” Ronan shook his head. “Just stand here. The goddess will appear later. Don’t be surprised whatever you see.”

"After all, you're facing a goddess."

As he spoke, he telepathically instructed Celia to activate the [Fearless Mind] ability to avoid being controlled by the pressure emanating from the goddess.

He had never forgotten what the goddess had told him.

If Celia became a follower of the goddess.

The things I said last night will surely be known to the goddess.

The consequences would be unimaginable.

"Okay, I understand. Be careful too."