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

A flash of hostility crossed her eyes, but it vanished instantly.

—Patience, we must be patient, everything is for our own and Aqua's future.

"...It is us. What, do you intend to purify me?"

Barnier chuckled softly, keenly sensing the emotion in Eris's eyes.

He watched Eris clench and unclench his fist, shaking his head slightly with regret:

"Give up this unrealistic idea; you can't even protect yourself."

After he finished speaking, he shrugged dramatically and leaned back against the shelf.

Then, noticing Frillie behind her, she said with a smile in her voice:

"Miss Frilian is here too. How interesting. Are you trying to play the emotional card?"

"It's ridiculously outrageous. In our view, the only way to atone for our sins is to demote you to servants and make you serve our lord for eternity."

The words were somewhat extreme, and Eris disliked extremes, which is why she came up with the compromise of having Frilian persuade him.

In theory, Ronan would accept it; it was just an oversight.

But now there's another one, Barnier...

That bastard...

She didn't do it on purpose, so why is her way of apologizing exactly the same as what I expected?

Does laying off employees really solve the problem?

Eris, unusually, lost his composure and clenched his fist slightly.

There was both resentment at being unable to refute Barnier's words and a deep unease about the future.

Wiz raised an eyebrow, his tone slightly worried: "You..."

Before he could finish speaking...

"Squeak."

The door to the room slowly opened, and Ronan stepped out.

Huihui and Youyou followed behind him.

Huihui's eyes sparkled, and her face was full of excitement.

She was especially eager to try her luck after learning that her younger sister got a chance every year to kill a giant green onion duck in one minute.

No, I have to go back when I have time. My little sister is too young to need this.

Just as she was thinking this, Ronan suddenly stopped.

Huihui was not paying attention and bumped her nose into the other person's back.

"!"

She covered her reddened nose and looked up, only to freeze in shock.

She sensed that something was off about the atmosphere.

The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder.

When Eris saw Ronan appear, she quickly composed herself and forced a smile.

Forget what Barnier just said.

She took a deep breath, placed her hands clasped in front of her abdomen, and sincerely explained her purpose:

“Your Excellency Ronan, I have come here to express my apologies for what happened this morning.”

"The apology has been prepared and given to Miss Frillian."

"Hope." She paused deliberately for a second, her voice tinged with trepidation.

"There's still time."

Chapters 257 and 258, Eris: My body is no longer clean, you must take responsibility.

"Hmm." Ronan nodded slightly and gestured for Frillie to come over.

He sensed Eris's tension and regret, but the negligence was undeniable.

Let's see what the apology includes first.

Frilian stepped closer, and a gentle breeze stirred as she came to her side.

Just as Ronan was about to ask a question, he suddenly caught a whiff of a strange fragrance.

His brows furrowed suddenly, and the fragrance cut him off before he could even utter a word.

"What did you spray?"

He gazed at Frilian, as if a soft filter had been applied to his eyes, a filter that even his skills couldn't remove.

At the same time, he could clearly feel his pulse quicken slightly.

Seeing this, Eris's lips curled into a slight smile—it worked as expected.

He then quickly lowered his head.

Frillie paused, her eyelashes fluttering rapidly.

Realizing that Eris's earlier words seemed to be true, she slowly opened her lips and whispered:

"A perfume that enhances one's charm, can you feel it? Eris says it was made by the goddess of love in the heavens."

"..."

Cupid? No wonder.

Ronan nodded, took a deep breath, and asked, "Why would she give you this? Is she trying to get you to seduce me?"

If so, then Ronan has to admit that she seems to have succeeded.

I haven't felt this way in a long time, like the first stirrings of love.

Frillie scratched the back of her head and blurted out the truth without hesitation: "No, she just wanted me to act as a mediator."

"Seduction... Ronan, how do you feel about me now?"

She tilted her head back, her emerald green eyes blinking, wondering if Ronan was experiencing love at that moment.

After all, this perfume was created by Cupid.

She took out the perfume and looked at Eris with a questioning gaze, as if to confirm whether it could be used by both men and women.

"A lobbyist?"

Ronan frowned slightly, then let out a cold snort, "What a clever plan."

Upon seeing the perfume, he snatched it from his hand with his five fingers.

Swish.

The design is a red heart, and the half-full liquid sways slightly with his movements, making it easy to guess its function at a glance.

However, given his previous experience of being scammed, he didn't hesitate to point the nozzle at Eris and prepare to press it.

If even the seller himself wouldn't dare use a product, then its quality is certainly questionable.

Eris's pupils contracted sharply, and his lowered head jerked upward, his expectant gaze instantly transforming into terror:

"Wait...wait! Lord Ronan, this perfume isn't for me!"

She retreated repeatedly, trying to avoid it.

Despite the fact that the products developed by the God of Love are highly regarded in the heavens and have created one fertility myth after another.

However, behind the powerful effects, there are also some unknown and terrible side effects.

After all, even drinking too much water carries the risk of water intoxication.

—If she remembers correctly, this perfume, if worn too often, can even move non-human creatures.

Because of this incident, some gods from the heavens descended to the mortal realm and even created numerous love stories between gods and ghosts, and between gods and demons, which were incredibly heart-wrenching.

God cannot, or at least should not.

Of course, Ronan was unaware of all this. Seeing Eris in a panic, he assumed she was about to trick him again and, without thinking, sprayed two spittles.

In his view, it was only two shots, so even if there were problems, the impact shouldn't be too significant.

however……

"Boom."

A clear heartbeat made Ronan's eyelids twitch.

"Dong dong."

Two heartbeats followed immediately, and before Ronan could even determine what was happening to his body...

Eris rushed forward like a madman, grabbed his hand, and fired a shot at Frillie.

"Bah."

"call--"

Ronan finally came to his senses, his eyes swirling with complex emotions that were hard to describe.

just--

"Ahhh!" Over here, after regaining her senses, Eris grabbed her hair in frustration, completely losing the composure and elegance that a goddess should usually have.

She sniffed the scent on her body, her eyes filled with shame and indignation, looking like she wanted to rush up and grab Ronan's clothes to question him, but didn't know where to start.

She's no longer clean.

"you……!"

Eris bit her lower lip, hesitating to speak, but finally, she stomped her right foot heavily on the ground, looking utterly resigned.

"Are you satisfied now? Frilian, why didn't you stop him?"

"Once used more than twice, the effect will change from appreciation to love, which will be difficult to eliminate even after a thousand years."