You are all my wings!

"No, after suppressing you, she just teased me for a bit and then sat down to the side, looking like she was waiting for something."

"Teasing? Is your word ambiguous?"

Astalia was taken aback. Was this something the older sister in her memory would do?

Even if she's currently in a state of madness due to a worsening of her condition, it shouldn't be this bad, right?

"Yes, exactly what it sounds like, but don't worry, she's fully clothed."

"I didn't ask if you were wearing clothes."

Astalia turned her head away. When did this kid start hooking up with her older sister?

“My God, don’t overthink it. There’s no spark of love between us yet. Among you sisters, you are the one I’m most likely to have a spark of love with.”

Lyon laughed.

Astalia: "..."

Is this kid being more reckless because he thinks he can't move for the time being?

"Have you noticed anything unusual while you've been spending time with her these past few days?"

She changed the subject.

Leon shrugged: "I'm not sure what she's up to right now. I'm just guessing for now that she's planning something big. As for the target, you can probably guess. As for the specific plan, since I've been banned for the past few days, I can only use a little information to do some divination. I haven't determined what she's going to do yet."

When will she be back?

Astalia asked.

"According to the pattern, it should take about twenty minutes. By the way, hasn't the deity noticed the problem with his body yet?"

"Sister Cheng Erhe also sealed my senses, so my current range of perception is limited."

Astalia's perception has indeed declined significantly.

Normally, Cheng Erheli, who had just entered the twelfth rank, would be at most similar to her current level. After all, although her divine body was weak, her divine essence was a genuine peak of the twelfth rank, and she was only a little short of the conditions to break through to the thirteenth rank.

If she were to activate her hidden trump card, Astalia was confident that she could suppress Chengerheli.

But things didn't go as planned. The strength that Cheng Erheli was showing at this moment, whether it was something she was hiding or the blessing of the Origin Goddess, in any case, she had already reached the peak of the twelfth rank, and was infinitely close to the thirteenth rank.

It should be noted that the realms above the thirteenth level are the domains of the lords of the forbidden zones of creation and a small number of nature gods. Throughout history, there are definitely no more than ten such realms (some forbidden zones of creation have not given birth to any nature gods).

"Then you'd better focus on experiencing the primordial energy around you."

Lyon reminded him.

Astalia listened to Leon's words and finally sensed the problem: "You mean this primordial energy is eroding my divine body, and you're holding me to help me resist it?"

Her divine body at this stage is only at the eleventh level, which is only slightly stronger than Jiajiali. Therefore, the primordial energy in the thatched hut is constantly eroding her, and if this continues for a long time, her lifespan will definitely decline significantly.

The primordial energy is formless yet tangible, containing an intense vitality. The stronger the vitality of a species, the stronger its corrosive effect. Only when a certain limit is reached can it be exempted.

“That’s right. Because you broke the seal outside, Cheng Erheli only put a protective spell on me this time, but not on you.”

As Leon spoke, he embraced Astalia's delicate body tightly:

"So, if you hadn't woken up just now, the protective magic around my body would have almost given way."

Astalia's cheeks flushed slightly as she discovered that being held by Leon like this actually brought her a sense of relaxation and pleasure.

"Even so, I can't muster much power right now."

She tried to activate her body, but found that she couldn't even activate divine energy:

"It seems that Sister Chengerheli has sealed her very hard this time. This method is not something she should have, but rather more like the extra power of the Goddess of Origin."

"My Lord, so even though you're awake now, you still can't move?"

Leon looked down at Astalia.

At this moment, she revealed an unprecedented weakness. Her moon-white skin no longer shone naturally as before, but was slightly dull and sickly pale.

Golden strands of hair cascaded down her forehead, each one neat and beautiful, but their luster was slightly diminished, and they were scattered messily around her white bodice, making her appear even more delicate.

Those big, watery, and soft golden-red eyes no longer held the domineering aura they had previously concealed.

She now looked like a wounded, cowering little white rabbit, soft and cuddly when you picked her up. Her snow-white toes, as white as sugar, were tightly curled inwards because of shyness and nervousness. Even Leon could see that the toes of her shoes, which fit her perfectly, were deformed by the movement of her toes.

Astalia noticed Leon's gaze and retorted, "What's with that look? Besides being a smooth talker, are you planning to flirt with me too?"

Lyon chuckled: "I do enjoy showering the gods with words and gestures when they're at their peak, but you're so frail right now, I'm too busy showing you pity to do anything that would spoil the mood."

Astalia sighed, then chuckled, "That's right, you've always been all lust and no guts with me, but you're very bold with others."

She didn't know if it was because of her injury and being banned, but her emotions were more relaxed and carefree than before.

Leon reached out and smoothed a stray strand of Astalia's pure gold hair near her ear, and said:

"I remember when you first met the God in the future, you were in dragon form with fiery red hair. But when you transformed into human form, you looked like this. I knew then that the God was definitely not a pure dragon."

Astalia was taken aback: "Why bring this up now?"

Attracted by Leon's topic, she didn't notice the way he was so intimately stroking her hair.

Lyon said, "Because my [Truth Spacetime Anchoring Technique] has been basically created, but it still needs some time to be perfected. I plan to recall in detail all the details of the day we first met. After it is perfected, I will use it as an anchor point to anchor the point at which we met, so as to avoid the situation where we meet again but do not recognize each other if there are any changes in the future."

He certainly hasn't created this magic yet.

But since Cheng Erheli went mad, the situation has become increasingly uncontrollable. Therefore, Leon must seize every opportunity to trick people into revealing this magic, anchoring the future and preventing the future from undergoing drastic changes due to Cheng Erheli's madness.

Having secured the future makes it easier to do other things later.

Astalia exclaimed in surprise, "So fast? It's only been less than a month!"

“My God, please do not doubt the talent of a true genius.”

Lyon laughed:

"When an unparalleled genius like myself wants to create magic, what he lacks is neither inspiration, nor accumulation, nor time."

"If we lack nothing, then what do we lack?"

"All I lack is the love of the gods."

Leon looked at Astalia and said slowly, "When you caress me, I am inspired; when you speak softly to me, I advance by leaps and bounds; when you believe in me with all your heart, my Miracle Spell will unleash unprecedented miracles, allowing me to complete all my creations."

Times have changed. If it were before, Astalia would have found it cheesy, spat it out, and rolled her eyes.

Although she felt slightly pleased, she wouldn't show it.

But now, perhaps due to injury or suspension, his mood has declined.

Or perhaps she finally realized that over the years, her heart, which should have been sealed away, had suddenly been invaded by him, occupying an unusually conspicuous position, like a cannon barrel about to explode in a tiger's den, neither going in nor going out was appropriate.

So much so that when she realized that Leon might be implicated in Cheng Erhe Li's madness, she disregarded everything and revealed her strength, surpassing her two older sisters, Anemie and Mushiluna, who should have been faster. Then, knowing that the New Auster Continent was troublesome, she still risked entering it.

Her gaze involuntarily met Leon's, and she murmured with her pink lips:

“My love is nothing, and I still have many missions to complete. How can I have such personal love? I can only have great love, not small love.”

It seems that this is why her favorability rating has been unable to break through the final 1 point to 90%.

"My God, love knows no bounds, only its truth or falsehood. Although you are the goddess of justice, fairness, and fortune, the protector of human civilization, and have shown compassion to many, this is your pity for the world, not true love. It is your kindness, your cultivation, and your professional pursuit. It is precisely because of you that you have reached the peak of the twelfth rank in the future."

Lyon said:

"Admittedly, I am not as great as you, and all I want is your unique love. Does that sound selfish? Actually, I think this is just human nature, something that even gods shouldn't give up. If you reach a higher realm in the future but lose the 'human nature' of mortals, do you think you can truly feel the suffering of the world? Can your compassion truly reach your believers? Can you truly understand their hardships, their desires, their love and lust?"

Astalia paused for a moment, then said, "What you say makes sense. But looking down on people, one cannot see their true suffering, nor can one truly understand the mysteries of civilization."

While it makes sense, she doesn't seem to completely agree with it.

Leon smiled, slowly reached out, and gently stroked Astalia's fair cheek:

“My God, I admire your lofty aspirations, but I would much rather see you truly free from these concerns. I have always believed that having a detached perspective is a very contradictory state. If one relies too much on it, one will always suffer losses, and I have already seen several similar examples of such losses. In addition, I also hope that a more selfish and adorable Astalia will be by my side, so that I can continuously have the inspiration to create that magic.”

"Really? So that's what you think."

Astalia gazed at Lyon for a moment, then suddenly smiled, her smile blooming like a peach blossom.

She shook her head with that smile:

"I insist on not getting involved with so-called 'love' because I know the future is fraught with danger and there are many difficulties to overcome. If I am distracted and indulge in pleasure, what awaits us in the end is only destruction... Actually, if I were really in this era, I might have fallen in love with you a long time ago. After all, you are truly unique to me. You reversed my fate of failing to recover in the future, you understand me, you are the most compatible with my temperament, you dare to express yourself to me the most, and you are also the most fickle... You have so many unique qualities. I have long hoped to meet someone like you."

If he could remove the "most womanizing" label, Leon felt he would be very moved to hear these words.

It seems Astalia had feelings for me before.

This was the first time Astalia had revealed such thoughts. However, despite the atmosphere being this strong, her favorability rating was still below 90%. The final hurdle was overcome by Astalia using her powerful rank and mental fortitude.

Or is it that she has unresolved issues in her heart, which prevents her from making any progress?

He then asked:

"Did the gods long ago wish to meet someone like me?"

"Yes."

Astalia's smile remained unchanged:

"Do you know why I started studying the path of civilization so early? The reason why I was the only one among my sisters to break free of the constraints and survive to the end of the Flood Era also started from there."

She transmitted these words telepathically rather than speaking them aloud to avoid being monitored by the Origin Seal on Leon's chest.

Lyon said, "I'd like to hear the details."

“As you know, I am the fourth of the six. When I was born, Sister M'shiruna, who ranked before me, was already a demigod, and I was raised by her. You are very familiar with Hamra, so you should know Sister M'shiruna’s style of raising people, which is strict seclusion and prohibition of all kinds of going out.”

Astalia continued to speak, recounting her story:

"Therefore, I had a very boring teenage year and often tried to run away from home, but she always caught me. After being caught, in order to relieve my boredom and pass the time, I gradually found something interesting to do."

It seems that these elves' traditional crafts have been abandoned.

Leon thought to himself, no wonder he liked Astalia so much and enjoyed flirting with her.

Her personality is so similar to Hamra's.

Putting aside their beauty and charm, the most crucial thing is that both of them are gentle and quiet in their daily lives, but each has a little restlessness in their hearts, and a touch of pride in their coquettishness. They are practically a super-premium version of Iris and Hamla, which really appeals to my taste.

Not only that, she is also very capable and always treats me differently, tolerating my teasing to a certain extent, which makes me feel very happy walking a tightrope.

"What's interesting?"

"The interesting thing is the observation of intelligent species."

Astalia spoke, her eyes shining:

"Although I can't go out, every time I run away from home, I try to leave some location markers with detection magic. Some land on other elves, and some land on foreign delegations. In short, I use light-based detection magic to observe all kinds of intelligent species from a distance. I see different people's reactions to the same thing, different strategies for dealing with conflicts between different races, and different lifestyles of different tribal groups... It's really diverse and very interesting."

Lyon said knowingly, "It seems that the deity entered the realm of civilizational authority from this perspective, rather than going into the field related to light."

It seems that Astalia's opportunity to embark on the path of civilization stemmed from the observations of these intelligent beings.

Through observation, I came to understand wisdom, humanity, life, destiny, and civilization, and thus gained a profound understanding of the ten most powerful forces that few people have ever explored.

"That's right. Wisdom is the foundation of civilization. The collision of wisdom can create a wealth of knowledge. This is the mystery of civilization. The more I delve into this path, the more I feel that it is a smooth road to the highest realm."

Astalia remarked:

"Because from the beginning of Genesis to the end of the Eden Era, extraordinary power was so easy to master that many strong people disdained to gather together and did not like to put effort into the creation and cultivation of civilization. Therefore, I am the only one on this path so far, without any peers. As a result, I can advance to the twelfth rank more easily and earlier than other people with similar talents."

"So, what does this have to do with what the deity said before, 'I have long hoped to meet someone like me'?"

Lyon was indeed curious.

Astalia smiled and said, "It seems that although you are very smart, you can also be adorably silly at times."

Leon was speechless; he had been called "adorably naive" by Astalia.

Is that correct?

Although she added the phrase "although exceptionally intelligent".

"I never expected the gods to see me this way. I don't remember ever being 'foolish' before."

"If you weren't like this, I wouldn't look at you differently."

Astalia's eyes flickered slightly:

"Because I have observed too many wise people and seen too many different kinds of people, I can see through the nature of different kinds of people at a glance, see through their truth and falsehood, and see that there is a great difference between the appearance and the heart of many people."

"Oh?"

Leon blinked, recalling Astalia's [Unfettered and Void-Piercing Divine Eye].