You are all my wings!

Chapter 491 Astaria: I'm Here

Serkashuki was stunned, thinking, "This treacherous master is too fierce! He launched a full-scale attack on Astalia so directly."

Astalia: "You really know how to give me a hard time."

Lyon: "The divine being already has the answer, doesn't he?"

"It wasn't there originally, but now that you've said that, it's here even though it wasn't."

Astalia sighed, "How could I not fight alongside you until the end of time? Because I was the one who first dragged you into this battlefield."

Leon shook his head: "No, as long as I want to become a god, I will eventually face the problem of the world's destruction, won't I?"

"It's different. You don't need to participate in such a high-level game right now."

Astalia said.

Lyon laughed: "My God, it seems I need to be honest with you about something else, which is my talent, which is actually more than just magic surge disorder."

"Oh?"

Astalia raised an eyebrow.

"My other talent is that the more difficult the situation, the easier it is to unleash my potential."

Lyon began to fabricate:

"Of course, you could call it a talent, or you could say it's a core skill I was born with after becoming a Shadow Walker, called [Invincible True Shadow]. This skill was the one that accompanied me from the very beginning, so calling it a talent is appropriate. On the contrary, other skills like Shadow Leap, Void Leap, and Divine Abomination Shadow only gradually came with the advancement and sublimation of my rank later."

Astalia pondered for a moment and said, "The specific effect is to unleash potential when facing dire situations?"

"No, predicament or desperate situation is just a concept. The more desperate the people around me are about the current situation, the less discouraged they become, and the more I can unleash their potential. The same applies to myself, so I must always maintain my fighting spirit."

"Despair without discouragement? That sounds contradictory."

"Although it is contradictory, it is a normal superposition state that ordinary people will experience."

Lyon smiled and said:

"Therefore, I am never afraid of challenges, nor am I afraid of the so-called fate that is about to come, no matter how strong the opponent is, especially since you are by my side. My God, you just said that you were willing to fight with me until the end of time, but you did not respond to my marriage proposal... You are using a fallacy to change things up, which is not a good thing."

"I agree."

Astalia sighed again: "I give up. I promise, okay?"

Serkashuki was shocked. Why did she suddenly agree?

This was only qw once, where did your superiority go?

Lyon was somewhat surprised: "So quick? That's not like the God we knew before."

He was taking this so seriously because he saw that Astalia's bottom line was becoming more and more lenient, but he also expected that she would refuse. For him, even if she refused this time, it didn't mean it wouldn't work, because Astalia's favorability was constantly increasing.

To Leon's surprise, Astalia rolled her eyes at him and said, "Since you've put it that way, how can I refuse? Since there really might only be a few days left in the future, just agree."

Serkashuki thought to herself, "Then you've fallen for my cheap master's trick. He may say there are only a few days left, but he must be very confident to be teasing you like this."

'If he were really facing death, he certainly wouldn't waste time on this nonsense.'

Although she had only known Leon for less than three months, Serkassui believed she already understood her treacherous master very well.

Lyon glanced at the panel and saw that Astalia's favorability was still at 99%. It seemed that although she had agreed, it was still based on the premise that 'there were probably only a few days left.'

It seems she hasn't gotten over that mental hurdle yet.

Or rather, she probably hasn't figured out how to deal with this kind of thing yet.

Thinking of this, Lyon said, "My Lord God, since you have agreed, then may I presume to call you by your name from now on?"

“Go ahead and call me by my name. You’ve been disrespectful to me many times because of our relationship. It’s strange that you’re only starting to call me by my name now.”

"Astalia."

"Well, what happened?"

"It's nothing. I'm just calling out to my wife now so you won't regret it later."

"I will not go back on my word; I will keep any promise I make."

"You won't go back on your word, but you might regret it, because you still have some doubts in your heart, or rather, you're confused about yourself, aren't you?"

Astalia paused, her eyes flickering slightly as she stared intently at Leon.

"Sometimes you are more like a god of civilization who sees into people's hearts than I am."

Upon hearing this, Leon immediately laughed: "I don't have the ability to read people's minds, and I certainly have nothing to do with the authority of civilization. The reason I know this is because I have been watching you."

"Looking at me?"

“You are the supreme god of mankind, how could I not be watching you at all times? The wise look up at the stars, this is their vision, and also the beginning of their pursuit of excellence. It is because I am watching you that I can see your changes at all times. Although you are also watching me often, you do not understand me enough, nor do you understand yourself enough.”

"Yes, but why don't I understand you enough?"

Astalia murmured.

"Because you've seen too many people whose words and actions don't match, your standards of judgment are completely different from mine, who does match words and actions, aren't they?"

Lyon said slowly:

"Moreover, it is precisely because you have seen people who do not match their words and actions, and have witnessed too many lies, that you are confused about emotions and bewildered about your own heart. Although you are the god of civilization, you are leading a grand transformation that spans thousands or tens of thousands of years, so you are not yet able to clearly and keenly control your own heart. Although your vision is broad, when it comes to emotions, you see them even less clearly because the distance is too great, and you cannot truly understand your own heart."

"Does having a wider field of vision make it harder to see one's own heart?"

"Yes, you need to ask yourself what's in your heart, rather than just relying on reason, and step out of the weighing of options."

“This sounds more like a method of spiritual authority practice.”

"Whatever it is, it's never wrong to ask your heart, is it?"

Upon hearing this, Astalia fell into deep thought.

After a moment, she seemed to realize something and shook her head, then suddenly smiled and reached out to gently stroke Leon's cheek:

"It's strange, after hearing what you said, it felt like a huge weight was lifted from my heart, and I felt much lighter, even vaguely feeling like I was breaking through a magical bottleneck... Could this be the incredible charm of love?"

Perhaps it was listening to Leon's story, or perhaps she gradually felt that she should listen to the echoes of her own heart.

After this moment of reflection, Astalia's voice became much softer than before, and her expression showed a distinct sweetness.

Lyon said, "It seems the answer is clear now. Because you didn't understand the relationship between us properly before, you had a stone stuck in your heart, like a fishbone in your throat, which you couldn't let go of. After internal questioning, you realized the problem."

"Perhaps, but I also think it's possible that when you say this is likely to be our last few days, I have to come to terms with it, and I do have to face my own heart."

Astalia's lips curled up slightly:

"Then I asked myself, if my future doesn't include you, what would happen even if I saved the world? My heart gave me the answer: I would regret it for the rest of my life. Even if I continued to advance in my career, the happiness I would feel would be less than one ten-thousandth of what I felt when I was with you."

Her voice was gentle, and her expression seemed relieved.

Lyon said, "You are part of my future. If I lose you in the past instead, I will regret it for the rest of my life."

"Don't regret it now."

Astalia: "You must promise me you'll find a way to survive."

She reached out and grasped Lyon's hand.

“Actually, at first, I thought I would refuse, but as soon as the words came out, it turned into an agreement. What I just said, ‘Anyway, there are only a few days left, so I’ll agree,’ was just something I made up. In fact, I originally planned to wait until the future, if we successfully overcome those tribulations, to invite you to spend the rest of my life with me. But I didn’t expect that I didn’t actually expect such a thing.”

She smiled radiantly, and was truly breathtakingly beautiful.

Leon then clasped her hands together, his fingers interlocking: "I not only want to live, but I also want you to live with me. I have cast a miracle spell on myself, and with my unwavering belief, a miracle will surely come."

Astalia paused, then suddenly realized the problem: "Wait, the way you're talking makes it sound like you already have a detailed plan?"

Lyon smiled slightly: "Of course, if it really is a matter of life and death, what I would do at this time would be far more than just proposing marriage. I would also ask you to go crazy with me and spend a wonderful night together."

"You bastard, what do you mean by 'spend the night with me'?!"

Astalia playfully punched Leon with her small hand, both amused and annoyed: "You were just trying to trick me, weren't you?"

"Yes, if you don't do this, how can you face your true self? How can you extricate yourself from the heavy burden you place on yourself?"

Lyon laughed:

"Astalia, although you quickly became the youngest twelfth order because of the path of civilization, you also naturally bear this heavy sense of mission, and have to take the well-being of many people as your own responsibility. But you are wrong about one thing: only by loving yourself can you have compassion for the world and all living beings."

"Only by loving yourself can you have compassion for the world and all living beings?"

Astalia murmured the words, then laughed, her fair, moon-white face glowing with a rosy, dewy sheen.

"I can't believe you're lecturing me like this, but you're right, I need to truly love myself, and loving you is loving myself."

[Goddess Astalia's favorability increased by 2%, current favorability 101%, soul link deepened]

[Can automatically enter a 1-hour Divine Wisdom Mode every 24 hours]

[If the interaction changes from qw to intimate actions such as xx, you can enter the Deepest Divine Wisdom Mode.]

[Event and affinity requirements met, triggering Astalia's personal side quest "The Path to Godhood"]

[Mission Details: Help Astalia advance to the thirteenth tier of True God]

[Quest Rewards: Divine Energy Capacity +100, Spiritual Power +100, Magic Power +100, Stamina +100, Strength +100, Agility +100; Learn the Divine Civilization System Mystery: Destiny]

"I'm honored that you can say that."

Leon reached out and put his arm around Astalia.

Astalia went to meet her.

Right.

Chirp.

.........

Meanwhile, somewhere in a scorching lava field.

Two slender monsters, enraged at some point, began to fight amidst eruptions of lava.

.........

for a long time.

Leon reached for the zipper on the side of Astalia's nun's habit.

"Wait...wait a minute..."

Astalia's face was flushed, and she was panting heavily: "M'shiruna is still lying next to us, and... and she's about to have sex so soon?"

Lyon said, "If you're not prepared..."

"It's not that I wasn't prepared, it's my problem..."

Astalia's fair eyes were watery and glistening, as if a pool of autumn water was overflowing in her eyes, making her even more stunningly beautiful.

"To avoid falling into a similar problem myself, I set up a sacred shackle for myself a long time ago, similar to that of Britta. Moreover, this sacred shackle is very powerful. It not only restricts me, but also restricts the first person whose body is deeply intertwined with mine, suppressing his body."

Leon clicked his tongue: "Then you were really ruthless to yourself before."

It seems that her ability to maintain a sliver of clarity under that deep shackle was related to this sacred constraint.

After all, her physical reaction was quite severe at the time.

Astalia rolled her eyes at Leon: "It's not that I'm ruthless to myself, it's that you're too amazing. I just lost to you. I've lived through so many years, so no one should be able to enter my heart. But you're human, yet you're not afraid of me, the god of human civilization, and you're so unique. You're always teasing me."

Lyon thought to himself that his memories from his past life had been a great help.

Without memories of his past life, he probably wouldn't dare to flirt with her, let alone with saints like Castiglione, Moripe, or Britta.

I remember back then, those guys in Carmark, including Keku, were so reverent towards the saintesses that they even said things like, "Even her excrement must smell good."

Well, given their pure and flawless constitution, they might actually smell really good.

"Then this sacred shackle..."

There are two solutions.

Astalia said, "Firstly, my personal desires... when they reach their limit and transcend the shackles themselves, will naturally be released. Secondly, when you and I return to the future, we can use the divine bodies of the future and the power of our peak period to forcibly release them."

When the word 'love' is mentioned,

Her face turned noticeably redder.