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

"Barring any unforeseen circumstances, I probably won't be able to return to the Celestial Realm for the next thousand years."

"Otherwise, all the male gods I meet would be pursuing me like crazy... Why did it turn out like this?"

She didn't understand. She was supposed to let Frilian use the strategy to win over Ronan, so how did she end up getting herself involved?

What a terrible Cupid... No, she shouldn't have chosen this perfume in the first place.

She took a deep breath and stared intently at Ronan, knowing that it was too late for regrets now.

At this moment, I could only feign composure and say:

"You should have no doubts now, its effects are just that powerful, which is one of the reasons I chose this gift for you."

"Although there were some unexpected events, I believe you have felt my sincerity."

"Can you forgive Aqua and me for our negligence?"

Life goes on, and we can't give up because of such a small setback.

She still has tens of millions of believers waiting for her to save them...

Oh, I almost forgot, the sects are about to unite, and the number will no longer be tens of millions, but hundreds of millions.

We need to work even harder.

"..." Ronan frowned slightly, his beating heart finally calming down.

He glanced at the perfume in his hand and couldn't help but think to himself, "This stuff is absolutely outrageous."

I almost fell for it in just two moves. Love, indeed...

Just as he was pondering, Frilian suddenly reached out and pressed down on the perfume bottle, gripping it tightly, and then sprayed it at Ronan.

The mist instantly filled the space between the two of them.

Eris: "!"

Ronan: "?"

"what are you doing?"

Ronan was shocked. So Eris's warning had been completely ignored?

Frillie tilted her head, feigning indifference, and pouted:

"Isn't the point of giving you a gift to use it? That's just the first stage of appreciation... Hmm, as expected, I don't feel anything at all."

She touched her chin, seemingly reminiscing about the past, "I guess I've always admired you."

"Can I spray it a second time?"

Ronan: "No."

Eris: "Yes."

Ronan: "?"

Eris quickly waved her hand: "Ah, sorry, I meant we could give it a try, after all, you two are destined to become that kind of relationship eventually."

"If you're worried that you'll be adored by people after you spray it, I think you're overthinking it. I'm only concerned about it because I hate social interactions between gods."

"You should be different."

Most gods are boring, which is why they secretly descend to earth and become friends with humans.

Ronan was puzzled. What did he mean by "I should be different"? But before he could speak, Frilian secretly pressed another button.

Sure enough, as the fragrance spread, those long-forgotten memories flooded Frillie's mind one by one.

This feeling is like hearing a nursery rhyme you used to hear as a child when you're feeling lonely. As a child, I didn't think much of it.

But revisiting it instantly evoked memories.

"Dong dong."

Her eyelashes fluttered, and Frillie opened her mouth, a complex mix of emotions surging in her chest, yet she didn't know where to begin.

Not far away, as the effects accumulated, Wiz's face turned bright red.

"How...how could this be..."

She clutched the fabric of her clothes tightly to her chest, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it would burst. She felt utterly helpless; how could she be shot even when she was lying down?

"Wait a minute! Huihui... Youyou!"

At this critical moment, she suddenly remembered the two children.

They are all minors, and if they are influenced...

fortunately.

A quick glance revealed that although their eyes were bright and sparkling, they lacked the affection typical of adults.

"call……"

Wiz let out a long sigh of relief, his shoulders relaxing.

That guy called Eros did at least one decent thing.

……

A moment later, Ronan put away the perfume and accepted all the apologies from Eris.

Upon closer inspection, it was indeed as she had said before; none of the items were harmful to her.

but……

Ronan looked at Frillie, who was resting her chin on her hand and gazing at him with expectant eyes, and couldn't help but ask:

"What exactly are you trying to say? You only sprayed it twice, is it really necessary to make such a fuss?"

Frillie nodded vigorously. This was the first time she had experienced such emotions, so naturally she wanted to savor it.

So, having been criticized three times, why was Ronan still able to remain composed when he looked at him?

This is normal, after all, there are outsiders present.

At this moment, Eris turned to leave.

Ronan noticed her actions, stared at her retreating figure, and asked:

"You're not planning to return to the Celestial Realm? Where are you going then? Are you sure your boss won't be angry?"

Eris turned around, forcing a smile:

“My superior is Aqua-senpai, Mr. Ronan, have you forgotten?”

"Although she's only one of them, she'll keep it a secret for me for now."

“I plan to go back after I find true love. Only in this way can I stop those male gods from harassing me. I don’t blame you, really.”

"..." You're blaming me, otherwise you wouldn't have said something like that.

Ronan rubbed his temples in exasperation, about to say whatever, when suddenly he caught a fleeting glimpse of expectation in Eris's eyes.

He frowned slightly, almost imperceptibly, wondering if he had misread it.

expect?

"Well, Mr. Ronan, is there anything else you'd like to say? If not, then I'll be leaving."

As Eris spoke, she rubbed her face, trying to clear her head.

Ronan raised an eyebrow, following her train of thought: "What did you say...stay?"

He swore that the words were just slips out and meant nothing by them, but Eris's eyes lit up when he saw them.

"Okay, then I'll stay."

Ronan: "?"

He looked completely bewildered.

"and many more…"

Eris stepped forward, her expression and tone regaining the dignity and elegance befitting a goddess:

"No doubt about it, Lord Ronan. I just think that rather than submitting to those mortals, I might as well try it out with you first."

"Anyway, it's just feelings of affection, you wouldn't... take advantage of this to do anything inappropriate to me, would you?"

As she said this, she raised an eyebrow, glanced at Frillie, and nodded slightly.

Well, including her, there are only five, which is far better than those gods who have hundreds of illegitimate children.

Since you have to make a choice anyway, you might as well choose a more reliable option.

Chapters 258 and 259, Epilogue, Godslaying; How about some strategic bug exploitation?

"So, that's your reason for having a goddess by your side after you went out?"

In the room, Celia sat on the bed, her helpless gaze shifting between Ronan and Eris, who was sitting beside her.

As she listened to their accounts of what had just happened, she was momentarily at a loss for words.

He rubbed his forehead, sighed, and when he looked up again, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes as he asked:

What should we do about the goddess?

She was referring to the goddess of her own world.

For safety reasons, Ronan had previously used shared interests to bring her into his inner circle.

Although the relationship is currently stuck at the friendship stage, it's only a matter of time before it takes another step forward.

This incident is still unresolved, and now another one has occurred... Celia sighed again.

Then, her gaze swept over Eris like a blade, as if assessing his strength.

Eris felt extremely uncomfortable under that gaze, and she asked hesitantly:

"Miss Celia, why are you looking at me like that?"

That gaze made her feel uneasy, as if she had become an enemy.

To defuse the awkward situation, she could only offer an explanation, her voice unconsciously lowering a few decibels.