You are all my wings!

Once we get out, we can find Tayamishili and learn epic-level ice and fire magic from her.

Otherwise, if I continue on the path of "investigating things and advancing in the ranks," the knowledge I absorb will not be able to be systematized. If I have to rely solely on myself to organize it into mysteries, it will obviously waste more time and also waste this opportunity to absorb a large amount of knowledge.

Astalia should know where the little fairy went, or perhaps she was right next to her.

Immediately, Lyon leaped down the [Long Staircase of Inquiry].

"Hey, why are you in such a hurry? What just happened? Weren't you going to overtake me? You only got a little ahead, and you're already running away? Aren't you going to abandon your bet with Castiga? Recover your mental strength and come back, or we'll be done for!"

Margaret called out to his retreating figure.

"Don't worry, I'm not admitting defeat. Just keep going, I'll catch up soon."

Leon replied, while silently praying in his mind, "My God, please move me out of here."

"You used it all up so quickly? That's not like you."

Astalia's surprised voice immediately rang out.

Something happened.

"Okay, you come back first."

Just then, as Astaria finished speaking, Leon's body suddenly flashed in mid-air and broke away from the Ascension Staircase.

In the blink of an eye, Leon found himself outside the Ascension Stairs, beside Astalia's graceful figure.

Her abilities are indeed extraordinary.

"What's wrong? You look pale."

As soon as Astalia saw Leon, she gently furrowed her long, beautiful, fiery red eyebrows.

"Do I look pale?"

Leon was taken aback. He had only almost exhausted his mental energy, but he still had a lot of physical strength and magic power left. He shouldn't look so pale, right?

Could it be that my actions just now triggered some kind of spacetime problem?

Or is it that Anemi's soul itself, as an existence that has temporarily escaped the Origin Goddess's recycling mechanism, inherently harbors certain problems?

Astalia approached Leon, and the thorn patterns in her white pupils suddenly flashed with dazzling light, falling upon Leon.

She gazed at Leon as she drew closer, then gently reached out and stroked his cheek.

Leon was taken aback. Was she going to pinch his cheek again?

However, I haven't activated my invincibility mode yet...

"Don't move."

Astalia said, "Something's not right with you right now. I need to touch you a few more times to figure out what just happened to you."

"Lord God..."

"Don't say anything, I need some time, you wait."

As she spoke, she began to trace a line down Leon's cheek to his neck.

They groped their way down.

Her slender, white hands moved to other parts of her body.

Her small, fair face wore an unusually serious expression.

Lyon: "?"

She touched it like that...

It seems like there's some reaction now.

Does she know what she's doing?

Is that correct?

Chapter 440 Astalia: Be serious!

Astalia's expression was solemn, and her slender white hand had unknowingly reached a very low position.

She didn't seem very happy; it seemed that Leon's clothes were affecting the sensitivity of her skin.

So she simply opened the buttons on the Lyon lining to create a larger contact area.

The strange touch made Leon tremble.

Flawless, divine skin—this is Astalia's wondrous organ.

Before he knew it, Leon's gun was no longer concealed.

Astalia glanced down, her cheeks suddenly flushing slightly as she realized something.

However, she didn't pull her hand away, and said with her delicate little mouth:

"Don't get me wrong, kid. I'm just sensing the spacetime power that remains inside and outside your body."

[Goddess Astalia's favorability +2%, current favorability 36%]

Lyon didn't say anything.

After a moment of silence, Astalia's hand had already reached Leon's waist.

Why aren't you saying anything?

She suddenly spoke, seemingly already sensing the awkward atmosphere.

"Didn't the gods tell me to be quiet?"

Lyon said.

Astalia then fell silent, because that was indeed what she had said before.

After a moment of silence, a small blush rose on her cheeks again.

But he still gritted his teeth and began to work on Leon's body—

Explore.

Lyon treated it as a rehearsal, closing his eyes and showing an expression of enjoyment.

And you know what? Astalia's skin is truly amazing.

At every point, there seemed to be a subtle divine power flowing from her palm.

This divine power is completely harmless, like the smoothest silk or the sweetest milk.

A gentle touch caused subtle changes in Leon's skin as if in response, then transmitted all the sensations to his neural network, flowing down his spine and into his brain.

"What's with that expression? Be serious!"

Astalia spoke.

Is there something wrong with my expression?

Lyon then asked.

"You think I can't see through your little scheme? Take back that unrealistic fantasy!"

Astalia gave a soft snort.

At this point, she had already squatted slightly forward, her hands reaching her thighs.

A very subtle, stunning glimmer of light unexpectedly flashed in front of Lyon through the tightly wrapped neckline of his nun's habit.

Lyon slightly opened his eyes and inadvertently witnessed this scene, and couldn't help but say:

"My Lord God, isn't my fantasy just because you keep teasing me?"

Astalia paused in her movements.

[Goddess Astalia's favorability +2%, current favorability 38%]

By this time, her hands had already gone through Lyon's movements once, and it seemed she had finished.

After a moment's pause, she stood up straight, her face expressionless.

"You're so happy with your flirtatious talk, were you feeling pretty smug just now?"

A chilling aura emanated from her body.

Those pale eyes flashed with a murderous light.

This was the first time Lyon had seen her with such an expression.

Good grief, is she finally about to reveal her true colors?

“My Lord God, as you know, I have never liked to lie.”

"Then tell me, where did I seduce you?"

Astalia remained expressionless, her small oval face covered with frost, and her voice became colder.

“Even though the deity was tightly wrapped up and not a single inch of skin was exposed, he was still teasing me invisibly. And just now he was touching me so intimately. Look, my body’s reaction hasn’t subsided yet. It’s clear that my liking for the deity is hidden deep in my blood.”

Lyon casually pointed to his crotch.

Furious and angry, yet standing tall and proud.

His expression was natural, as if he were talking about the most ordinary things.

Astalia: "..."

Her icy expression seemed to falter, a mixture of anger and amusement washing over her.

Is this kid reckless and unruly?

"Aren't you afraid I'll bury you on the spot one day?"

As she asked this, a helpless smile seemed to appear at the corners of her long, narrow eyes.

"Don't worry, the gods are kind-hearted, and this is a time when they need people. As long as I am still useful, they won't treat me like this."

Lyon said:

"And most importantly, the gods are quite charming when they're angry. I'd like to see a more lively god, rather than the kind and serene demeanor that they cultivate for the sake of establishing a sect. That's not the god's true nature, is it?"

That's not my true nature?

Astalia looked slightly taken aback.

[Goddess Astalia's favorability +2%, current favorability 40%]

boom!!!!

The moment his favorability rating reached 40%, Leon realized that the world's friendliness towards him had increased even further.

This gave him a thought: 'The reason I was able to divine Anemi's fate amidst so much information flow was probably because the luck attribute Astalia bestowed upon me was already quite high, which would likely make it easier for me to achieve that miracle within a miracle.'

A single divination captured the soul of Anemi, who had been wandering in the river of time for so long and could not escape. Although it was partly due to the improvement of his Miracle Catcher skill, the luck brought by Astalia's favorability must have also played a significant role.

Astalia regained her composure and began to change the subject:

"Tell me first, what happened to you? Why is your whole body entangled with these strange spatial and temporal forces?"

"A strange power of spacetime?"

Leon knew when to stop and cooperated with Astalia to change the subject:

"So, is the deity also using your method of contact to help me eliminate these things?"

"That's right, but there are still some residues that are difficult to deal with. Can you tell me exactly what happened just now?"

"Before that, allow me to eat some monster meat to restore my mental and magical energy."

Leon took out the last remaining piece of legendary monster meat from his pouch and began to chew.

He had already stopped several modes in advance. Now, there is half an hour left in the sharing mode, one and a half hours left in the purification mode, and he hasn't used the other modes yet.

He said as he ate:

"To put it simply, I heard some ancient secrets from Margaret, and when I used these secrets to perform divination, I unexpectedly captured a soul from the future."

A soul from the future?

"That's right. I wonder if Your Majesty has ever heard of the Wind Goddess, Anemi?"