You've found the Gusha-hime Knight, so put your hair up in a bun!

After hearing the words of the God of Light, Xiluo nodded in understanding and said, "I understand, but you misunderstand. The helper I want is not my mother, but a magical genius who meets all your requirements."

"Wow~"

The God of Light exclaimed in surprise, asking curiously, "I never expected anyone to receive your praise. I'm starting to get interested. What's her name?"

"Her name is Moen, and she is the granddaughter of the current headmaster of the Lorthene Magic Academy."

The Goddess of Light nodded, her beautiful face full of satisfaction.

The fact that the Odrecia Empire had produced so many geniuses made Him even more convinced that the scales of victory in this protracted war that had lasted for countless years had tipped in favor of the human world.

After quickly finalizing the matter, Shiloh asked the question that had been puzzling him for some time.

"I want to ask you, have you ever seen... [Destiny]?"

After he finished speaking, the God of Light's expression froze for a moment, and he said with some surprise, "You—yes, if it were you, it wouldn't be surprising to ask this question."

Given Shiloh's current performance, it's not surprising that he has access to matters of "fate".

Just as the Goddess of Light was trying to recall that distant and long memory, the warmth of the hand held by Shilo was quite distracting.

So the God of Light adjusted his posture and then placed Shiloh's head on his lap.

Feeling the familiar, soft, and plump touch behind his head, even though it was a body he knew very well, Xi Luo didn't dare to casually grab a handful of the small watermelon in front of him as he usually did.

The God of Light sat cross-legged on the cushion, gently stroking the stray hairs on Shilo's forehead. After a moment of contemplation, he slowly spoke: "[Fate] used to 'exist'. He once possessed his own consciousness, just like us, and was able to manifest himself."

Silo blinked, but didn't ask any questions. Instead, he listened quietly.

“Until a certain event… I can’t quite remember what it was, but I do remember it was a very sad thing… No, it’s not that the 'demise' of [Fate] made me sad, but something else…”

The God of Light's description was somewhat chaotic, as if there was some kind of bug in his memory, which made Him rub His forehead.

"Lord God?"

Xiluo called out softly, pulling the God of Light back from his somewhat confused state of mind.

Feeling the warmth enveloping her entire hand, the Goddess of Light blushed on her fair face, a gentle smile playing on her lips. She patted Xiluo's hand lightly, indicating that she had recovered.

"I suppose the time of my arrival is approaching, which has made me somewhat flustered."

The God of Light was somewhat surprised by the inexplicable heartache he had just felt, but an unconscious driving force prevented him from delving into it, attributing it only to the confusion caused by the approaching time of his descent.

"In short, the first god to be born, named Fate, perished for some reason. His authority was scattered throughout the world with his death; he does not exist, yet he is everywhere."

Although it sounded a bit convoluted, Shiloh roughly understood what the God of Light wanted to express.

In short, fate is dead, but the trajectory of fate that it set before its death was completely fixed at the moment of its death, and everything in the world runs according to the trajectory it wrote.

But this leads to a thought-provoking question: was my reincarnation into this world a mere coincidence, or was it all part of His calculations?

Xi Luo suddenly felt a chill run down her spine. The image of those long, beautiful legs in black stockings flashed through her mind again. What was the identity of the person who sealed her memories and then unsealed them?

Seeing Xiluo's hesitation, the God of Light said softly, "Child, it seems you still have some questions. Feel free to speak them. However, be quick, my time is almost up."

"Um... although the question is a bit outrageous, it's really important to me—among the gods you know, are there any who like to wear black stockings?"

Upon hearing this, the God of Light couldn't help but lean his upper body back slightly, letting his gaze travel over the mountain peak and land on Xi Luo's dark eyes.

Seeing the earnest look in the other person's eyes, the God of Light wondered if there was something wrong with his ears. After a few moments of silence, he asked again, "I didn't hear you clearly. Could you say it again?"

Xiluo took a breath and said in a deep but clear voice, "I said—among the gods you know, are there any who like to wear black stockings?"

Upon hearing Xilo confirm his question again, the God of Light's eyes twitched almost imperceptibly, and he felt a tightness in his chest.

If He hadn't known that Shiloh wasn't the type to joke around at times like this, He would have taught him a lesson and shown him the consequences of mocking the gods.

The God of Light pursed his lips, maintaining a normal expression, and replied, "Well... in our time, there was no such thing as stockings. As for the gods who are still alive today, the manifestation of the Abyss God is not human, and as you know, the other two gods besides me do not wear such things."

Seeing the disappointed look on Shiloh's face after hearing this, the God of Light looked thoughtful and asked, "Do you... like gods to wear black stockings?"

"Huh? Uh, that's not what I meant..."

Xiluo knew that his words could easily lead to misunderstandings, but in order to maintain his image in the eyes of the God of Light, he still intended to explain.

"If you really like it, that's fine too. It's just a piece of clothing. You defeated the evil god, which is a great contribution. If you really want to see it, once the magical puppet is completed and I can descend to earth, I will wear it myself."

The God of Light looked into Xilo's eyes and earnestly promised, "You are very different, more different than anyone in millions of years. But this kind of easy reward can come as many times as you like."

Silo was at a loss for words after hearing this. After a moment of hesitation, he nodded sincerely and said, "Then... thank you for your blessing, my divine being."

To be honest, Shiloh was also very curious to see what the holy and dignified God of Light would look like wearing black stockings.

Swah——

As the God of Light's consciousness left her body, Cecilia's pupils returned to their original color. At this moment, her body felt weak, and she fell straight into Shiloh's arms.

Looking at the exhausted Cecilia, Shilo smoothed her hair and said with some concern, "You've worked hard."

Cecilia shook her head, nestled against Shiloh's chest, and asked softly, "I never imagined that the God of Light could actually transfer his consciousness into me... By the way, when did you discover that?"

"Uh……"

Shilo stroked his cheek, hastily making up an excuse: "I guessed based on your physical condition; this is just a test. By the way, we have something important to do now..."

After making up an excuse, Shiloh quickly changed the subject and told Cecilia about creating a magical puppet that could be used by the God of Light.

Sure enough, Cecilia's eyes lit up immediately, filled with excitement: "You, how are you so amazing?!"

Cecilia's adoration made Shilo feel a little smug; in her memory, this was the first time Cecilia had ever given her such a clear look.

Xi Luo chuckled and said, "How are you going to praise me?"

Cecilia blinked, the word "master" about to escape her lips lingering on her lips.

After a moment's thought, Cecilia blushed slightly and leaned close to Shilo's ear, whispering in a shy, trembling voice, "Honey~ you're the best~"

boom--

Cecilia's coquettish, shy tone left Shilo's mind blank, his reason destroyed, and his desire to fight surged exceptionally high at this moment.

"Hey, hey, wait a minute—! At least not here—!"

……

Two hours later, Cecilia, in the quiet room, finally couldn't resist Shiloh's insistence. She simply used barrier magic to set up a tent and then engaged in a thorough and enjoyable battle.

Cecilia's body was soft and weak, and she could only stare at Shiloh with resentful eyes. She didn't even have the strength to pinch him.

Shiloh chuckled, restored Cecilia's strength, then bid her farewell and returned to Natalia's manor.

How was your day?

Like a virtuous wife, Natalia unbuttoned her husband's coat, neatly folded it in the crook of her arm, and prepared to wash and dry it later.

"Yes, the gods are very generous and have bestowed upon me a great deal of divine power."

Xi Luo stretched his body, feeling his increasingly powerful physique, and sighed.

While in the quiet room, although the God of Light did nothing else, His divine power had already permeated Xilo's entire body, nourishing his physique.

Now, Shiro's physical strength is comparable to that of the hellish dragons in the Demon Realm.

"By the way, I haven't seen Vera for the past few days. Do you know anything about her?"

Hearing Natalia's question, Shiloh shook his head decisively and said, "Miss Vera is acting very mysteriously, and we haven't exchanged many words. I don't know."

In fact, they were not unaware of it; in fact, Shiloh was the "culprit" behind this phenomenon.

Ever since Vera's small counterattack that day, the petty-minded Shiloh immediately began his own counterattack, challenging her to "spar" every few days, and each time he used his full strength, determined to make her realize the difference between the two of them!

So, during those few days, the defiant Vera spent almost the entire day floating in the sky, waking up and going into a daze, truly living a life of hedonism.

Until one day, Vera, whose eyes were rolling back and whose words were incoherent, begged for mercy in the most humble way.

Seeing this, Shiloh naturally slowed down his attack and took a short rest.

However, taking advantage of this brief opportunity, Ms. Vera grabbed her clothes and used her last bit of strength to run away, disappearing somewhere in the manor.

In the days that followed, Shiloh tried to find Vera. He could sense that she was secretly watching him from the shadows, but she just wouldn't show herself, which infuriated him.

"I just feel like Miss Vera is hiding from something... Auntie, is there something scary in our manor? Why is Miss Vera so afraid?"

Shiloh stared with innocent, wide eyes, deliberately speaking loudly to make sure someone in the shadows could hear her.

Kara -

From a dark corner, a voice gritted its teeth and murmured, followed by Vera's muttered resentfully, "That brat..."

I was furious, but there was nothing I could do.

Vera had absolutely no idea how to subdue Shilo, this cosmic monster. Perhaps a team effort might offer a chance of victory, but wouldn't that mean admitting defeat?

Vera wanted to keep struggling.

Natalia listened to Shiloh's guess and was also puzzled.

Apart from the three of them, there were no other living creatures in their manor in the strictest sense.

Those shadow servants were merely non-living things created by his own abilities, and the "horrible things" that Shiloh mentioned did not exist at all.

Natalia shook her head, assuming that Vera had just gotten a strange interest in playing this one-woman hide-and-seek game—after all, all immortal beings who have lived for so many years have these kinds of problems to some extent, and she's seen them before.

"Little Shiloh, that... the ritual will be finished soon."

After entering the master bedroom, Natalia embraced Shiloh, gently stroking his head, and leaned against the headboard, speaking softly.

Upon hearing this, Xi Luo, who was nestled in her aunt's soft embrace, suddenly raised her head, her dark eyes gleaming with surprise.

While the shota transformation offers unique gameplay, as expected, Shiloh still prefers his robust adult physique.

Moreover, when her body recovered, that was the time when she and her aunt would unite in yin and yang.

"Auntie, are you ready?"

"Yes, Auntie has been preparing for this for a very, very long time."

Natalia said without hesitation.

Shiloh smiled, nestled into Natalia's arms, and whispered, "I love my aunt the most."

Feeling the sensation against her chest, Natalia's cheeks flushed, then she asked in a low voice, "So tonight... shall we use that again?"

"Hehe, of course~ Auntie must feel very comfortable too, right?"

"Yes, that's natural... it's just a little too comfortable."

Natalia said, blushing, that Shiloh's stamina was simply incredible, and he always managed to exhaust her.

The curtains were drawn, blocking out the last ray of moonlight.

The candles in the room were still lit, and a sultry, fragrant breeze wafted up, causing the candlelight to flicker.

In the cool of the long night, the two of them slept in each other's arms, filled with warmth and tenderness.

The next day, after breakfast, Shiloh went to the forbidden area of ​​the Church of Tranquility.

After his initial guidance on the first day, Xiluo's role with the elves was to answer their questions and provide guidance. He didn't need to personally instruct them; he simply needed to send them the documents that were being distributed within the school.

As for how to use the terminal, someone has already given a special explanation, and with the intelligence of the elves, they should be able to get the hang of it quite quickly.

"Hey, isn't this Bishop Sirius? What brings you to the capital?"

After entering through the secret passage, Shiloh was surprised to find that his guide was none other than Bishop Siri, whom he had met in the water city of Hifiel. Seeing an acquaintance after so many days made him quite excited.

"How's things going with Hiffel now?"

Xi Luo greeted him warmly.

"Thanks to you, under the leadership of the city lord, everything in Water City is developing in a positive direction."

Bishop Sirius smiled kindly and bowed very respectfully to Sirlo, the great hero who saved the water city of Hifiel and was also deeply loved by the moon goddess.

"I've been visiting relatives in the capital recently. My sister knows that I have a past relationship with you, so she asked me to host you."

Bishop Siri explained that she and the bishop of the Quiet Church in the Imperial Capital were actually sisters, and that she had come from the Water City of Hifiel to visit her.

In their youth, the two sisters were among the most outstanding nuns in the Church of Tranquility and were considered potential saints.

However, in the final competition, Siri voluntarily gave up the opportunity to compete for the title of Saintess. According to her, rather than serving as Saintess in the bustling capital, she would rather return to the Moon Village of Hifiel and spend the rest of her life serving the Moon Goddess.

Chapter 214 The somewhat eccentric Moon Goddess (5k)

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Xiluo, led by Xili, entered the place where the relics of the moon goddess were enshrined.

Unlike the Holy Sword of the God of Light, the Tranquil Church in the Imperial Capital enshrines a sculpture of the Moon Goddess incarnate.

After only one glance, Xiluo said with some regret, "It seems that the residual divine power of the divine relics here is not as strong as that of the [Moon Pearl] from Xifeier Water City."