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

I miscalculated. I didn't expect my body to be so uncooperative. I even tried to act nonchalant to encourage Ronan to work harder.

After all, some books say that to ignite a person's competitive spirit, you must challenge them in their area of ​​expertise.

result…

After all, he was the man she had chosen. Celia held a glass of water and silently exhaled.

She rubbed her sore and weak thighs as she pondered.

Then she saw Ronan conjure up some food, preparing to fill his stomach.

"Eat up, you must be tired. Even though it's not monster food, it will at least help you recover some strength."

"Don't try to be a hero next time, knowing full well that I'm much stronger than you."

When do you plan to go back?

Celia put down her water glass, intending to say that she wasn't putting on a brave face, but ultimately swallowed the words back.

She ate the steaming hot wontons, pondered for a moment, and slowly said:

"Let's go back later. The monster breeding isn't finished yet. We'll go back when it's done."

"Also, are you sure you don't want to seal away any more demons?"

Ronan naturally understood what Celia meant, but he didn't take it to heart.

"No need to seal it. The labyrinth is both a danger and an opportunity. Even if it gets out of control, there are still canaries, as well as the monsters we raise."

"They can also serve as combat forces when necessary, so let Leos take them with him."

"It also satisfied his need to explore the maze."

"In short, I have done my best, so there is no need to worry."

Celia nodded slightly, reluctantly agreeing with these statements.

So the next step was to build a factory and recruit staff.

I hope everything goes well, and I also hope that during this rare time together, I can leave a deep impression on Ronan's heart.

We absolutely cannot return early and let Volame and the others ruin this wonderful time.

Thinking of this, Celia subconsciously touched her stomach and couldn't help but sigh, wondering when she would succeed.

In short, keep trying.

In front of him, Ronan shook his head helplessly because he could hear Celia's thoughts.

The nights to come will probably never be peaceful again.

I wonder how long her enthusiasm will last...

Chapter 164, The Goddess's Favor, Young Girl Volame (Already consumed, transitional chapters for Volame's romantic storyline)

Heaven.

On the grassy field, covered in blooming flowers, the goddess sat listlessly.

She was holding a deck of cards, which was said to be something that was currently popular outside.

However, it was incredibly boring for her, simply because the innermost thoughts of the monks in front of her were laid bare.

Shortly after, having easily won the game, the goddess remembered something.

Her delicate eyebrows lifted slightly, and she turned her gaze to Claft before her, asking softly:

When do you plan to leave here?

"Unbeknownst to me, more than three years have passed. Although the elves' physical structure is similar to mine, it is still not advisable to stay here for long."

"It's time to go back."

To be honest, the goddess never expected that Kraft would stay here for three years; she originally thought it would only be a few months at most.

The reason why Kravost stayed for so long is actually quite simple.

Claft held the cards in his hand, a look of hesitation on his face, and stammered, "But His Holiness the Pope..."

"He is fine, I'm sure of it. It's just that time flows at different rates in the two worlds."

The goddess spoke as she tidied up the card game.

With a gentle wave of her hand, the playing cards in front of her instantly transformed into specks of light and vanished without a trace.

Then she got up, and Alberto followed suit, and the two walked toward the temple.

Seeing this, Kraft quickly followed.

The goddess remained calm and continued:

“I know you’re worried about them, and by the way, you also have the idea of ​​asking me to resurrect or reincarnate Alberto.”

"However, life and death are predetermined, and as an elf, you will have to adapt to them sooner or later."

Kraft fell silent; he understood.

But deep down, there was still a sliver of hope.

At that moment, the goddess glanced at him sideways, and then seemed to be drawn to something.

She gazed in the direction of the temple, her brow furrowed, her tone tinged with doubt:

"They're back... Wait, something's not right? Why do they have an aura similar to mine?"

“Alberto, take some people to see if it’s really them, or something from another world.”

Since the clone didn't follow, Ronan had no way of knowing what he had experienced.

It's not impossible that you were possessed by a demon from that world.

Alberto nodded and left. The goddess placed her hands on her chest, silently prayed, then spread her wings and vanished.

Kraft was a little confused when he saw this, but he quickly came to his senses and hurriedly headed towards the temple.

When he arrived at the temple, he saw the Pope standing unharmed before the goddess.

The goddess had changed into a new outfit at some point; the white soft armor clung to her body, and the wings on her back added to her holy aura.

“You…” The goddess stared at Ronan, her doubts growing stronger.

She could hardly believe what she was seeing. Why did the other person have such a divine radiance after only three years apart?

This is absolutely incredible.

Even if it's only a tiny bit, it undoubtedly represents a leap in the level of life.

In contrast to her surprise, Ronan seemed much more composed.

He took Celie's hand and asked the others for the time.

Upon learning that three years had passed, I couldn't help but feel that only three months had gone by over there.

After three months of no progress, Celia knew that if she continued to fight, she might not be able to hold on, so she temporarily called it quits.

The thought flashed through his mind, but Ronan coughed lightly twice to dismiss it and replied:

"Okay, I see. I didn't expect the time difference between the two worlds to be so huge. So, what are you all doing here?"

"Goddess, I have something I'd like to ask you. Do you have a moment?"

When the topic turned to her, the goddess hesitated for two seconds before nodding.

She could naturally see the changes in Celia, and therefore, it was unlikely that she had been possessed by a demon.

No demon would ever do such a thing, much less give away divine matter to others so casually.

"...I don't know how much divine substance he has consumed, but he has even faintly developed an aura that is close to mine."

"Given time, and if it develops for another ten thousand years, another god will probably appear in the world."

Thinking this, the goddess gave Celia a deep look, and then led the two away from the place.

The monks and warrior monks obediently waited outside the temple, intending not to disturb the conversation.

……

……

"Hmm, you mean you successfully transformed yourself by relying on demons, and you're asking me because you're unsure whether divine power is harmful to people?"

Inside the hall, the goddess materialized a chair and gracefully sat down.

She lightly tapped the armrest with her fingertips, but her brows remained furrowed.

Honestly, she wouldn't have believed it if she hadn't witnessed it with her own eyes.

How could she not know that divine power could be obtained in this way?

Theoretically, this question is reasonable because demons have limitations; not only are their abilities limited, but they are also exhausted once used.

But who can blame Ronan when he has the Wind Spirit Moon Shadow by his side?

Whenever his divine power was about to run out, Ronan would add a little more to replenish it, thus creating a continuous cycle.

The goddess sighed softly, unsure of the power of the cheat engine, and could only helplessly say:

Your concerns are not unfounded.

“Divine power can erode desires—especially the desire for ‘progress’.”

"When you find that you can easily create everything, effort loses its meaning."

"In addition, seeing through other people's minds and having a clear vision of the future and the past can also make life lose a lot of fun."

Ronan pondered the goddess's words intently.

Before he could ask what other side effects besides the loss of desire were, the goddess continued:

"By the way, if I'm not mistaken, your current state is merely 'possessing divine power,' not a true god."

"Without a divine body, divine authority, or divine status... it's like having the key but not being able to find the door."

"However, it's not that it can't be improved. The former can achieve this by continuously using divine power to nourish the body. Divine authority is your own power, representing authority."

"As for divinity, it is the embodiment of a world and is closely related to the world's level. For example, the world I control is very weak, so I cannot be called a strong person."