The waiting time went by very quickly in the confusion and entanglement in my heart. The next morning, the moment I opened my eyes, my heart naturally calmed down. Maybe it was time that made everything become natural.
As Falham said, I could already get out of bed and walk without feeling any strangeness in my legs at this time. This situation should be called a recovery.
I freshened up casually and took out the special angel robe that Satres had sent to me from the closet. It was edged with gold and white as a base, and the golden patterns spread out from the corners of the robe like vines and wrapped around the entire robe. , the folded sleeve corners are buttoned with two small crosses, and there are golden feathers on the sleeve edges. The whole robe can be described as luxurious. Although I think it is a bit excessive, Satris When I asked Estelle to deliver the robe, she also said something, asking me to change into the robe obediently and glanced at myself in the mirror, "Is this the Lord God?"
He smiled bitterly and pushed the door open.
The apple was placed on the table. Looking at its attractive color, I stepped forward to take one and took a big bite.
"Does it taste good?" He just came out of the guest room, wearing the same robe as me, but the lines on the robe looked stronger, and the accessories looked more majestic and heavier. Wearing this kind of robe, he obviously looked like a man. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he is an extremely noble angel, or the Lord God.
Seeing him like this, with a leisurely look on his face and a faint majesty between his eyebrows, I was stunned for a moment.
"Are you ready?" He walked slowly, his tone calm and calm, as if he was asking about the trip.
"Well." His second question woke me up. Today, I have decided that I, or I will face the ranking battle. I should not continue to struggle with the previous entanglement, so I want to return to my original calm state. chat.
"Then take it and eat it! The food hasn't been delivered yet anyway." Saffrot said, came to me, and also took an apple and ate it.
"You..." I looked up at him, surprised. Why would he be a noble...
"Don't ask me, because I don't know why I regained my sense of taste." He smiled faintly, looking so calm and composed. He didn't look like a noble in heaven at all, let alone someone who was about to face a ranking competition. .
"Oh!" He said this, and I couldn't ask any more questions. Halfway through eating the apple, there was a knock on the door of the hut.
"Come in!" I shouted.
"Lady Mysilia, the Pharaoh asked me to invite you to the main temple to participate in the ranking competition." The person who came was a man with silver eyes that I had never seen before. The long silver hanging down covered half of the face, and the rest That half has no expression at all.
"Yeah!" I nodded, turned around and glanced at Saffrot, he also nodded and stood up, "Let's go!"
"You..." Watching him eating the apple in his hand as he walked forward, I couldn't help but frown.
"It tastes good, doesn't it?" He smiled faintly at me, and his casual words made my brows widen immediately.
"Yeah." But following his gaze, I saw half an apple in my hand, I responded lightly, simply grabbed it and continued eating.
"Lady Mysilia has arrived!" When they arrived at the door of the main temple, the high-ranking angel who led the way announced loudly.
I couldn't help but pause, and was inexplicably startled by him.
But I was slow for a moment, and he had already come to my side, lowered his head and said in a very soft voice in my ear, "Don't worry! I'll take care of everything!"
"You!" I glared at him sideways.
"Everyone is waiting for us, let's talk as we walk!" As he said that, he pushed me gently from behind, and I started to walk forward, and he started to talk to me in a low voice just like what he said in the previous sentence. , "Have you never thought about Falham's intention of keeping me here?"
"He..." In the past two days, it was either because of the leg problem or the bloody future that always tortured me and prevented me from seeing these most realistic problems. Now that I think about it, it is really strange, "How could he?" Let you, a noble, participate in the war for the position of Lord God."
"Because you are far inferior to Thor and the others now!" He said, still smiling lightly and not doing anything special.
"They..." I couldn't help but think about it. Without Temen and Lila, only Thor, Tisohel and Crystal were left. And here we have me, Satris, and ... As a result, after much deliberation, I have not found a companion who can be counted as a combat power. Falum will not participate in the war, Adelina can only predict, and Istel and the others are too weak. Compared with Thor and the others, It can only be regarded as death.
Just when I was about to give up, I suddenly thought of him, "Didn't you say that Temon is on our side?"
"He's not strong, he's even weaker if you control him." As a result, my hopes turned into bubbles in Safrot's plain words.
"..." Then, I could only remain silent.
"Furthermore, Satoris's injury cannot heal so quickly, and there is no guarantee that your legs will not have problems. That's why Pharaoh will keep me. At least I can help you deal with an opponent. As for your own opponent, you can only It’s up to you.”
"You... why do you want to help..."
"What do you think?" Feeling his breath in my ears, I no longer needed to ask any more questions. I just kept walking forward, looking into my soul, and kept thinking about those words: Don't worry! I have everything!
"We're here!" Suddenly he grabbed me, and I couldn't help but take a closer look. I had arrived in front of the statue of the main god in the main temple. However, it was not like Liz's purification last time. All the angels were standing neatly here. In other words, apart from Fareham, who is smiling not far away in front of us, there are only Saffrot and me.
"You guys got up very early!" Fareham greeted us with a loving smile, but such a greeting seemed a bit...
I cracked my lips and didn't smile at all, but Saffrot walked up casually and said, "Pharaoh, didn't you get up earlier!"
"Haha!" Fareham laughed, "I'm too old to sleep!"
"I think it's not the age, but the coagulant!"
"Haha~ It seems that you know everything! To be honest, your Night Clan's coagulant is really special. I have been studying it for so long, but there is no result at all." Saffrot and Falem are very attached to each other. I can still have a conversation about this topic, and I look very happy. Seeing them like this, I couldn't say anything, but that was fine, since I didn't know what to say anyway.
"Where are they?" Saffrot brought the topic back to the ranking competition.
"I sent someone to invite them. They shouldn't come so soon. After all, it was just a competition between the Silver Eyes at the beginning. For Thor and the others, even watching is a bit disdainful!" Falham sighed, seeming at this point , he strongly disagreed.
"Oh! So we are here to enjoy the competition now?" Saffrot didn't know the process of this ranking competition, so he always thought that he should fight Thor and the others as soon as he arrived, and then decide the winner of the position of Lord God.
"It can be said that the children will gather in this temple later, and then each choose an opponent to compete with each other. Of course, you can also choose to give up, just like me. In fact, the process of the ranking match is very simple." Falham explained .
"It's not that you chose to give up, it's that you're not interested." Saffrot smiled, but it was also a good thing to have the opportunity to watch the angel's competition.
"It can also be said that I have long passed the age of competitiveness." When Fareham spoke, a loving smile always hung on his face, just like his father, but other than that, there was nothing about it. My father was different, but I couldn't tell.
"Actually, so do I!" Saffrot smiled and didn't care too much.
"Is she different?" Falham asked Saffrot looking at me.
"She has never been interested in this, it's just..." Saffrot replied and glanced at me, "It's just that Thor and the others are different."
"Everyone is different!" Pharaoh sighed and glanced at the door, "The children are here! Please teach them well later. Compared with you, they are really weak."
"Taught?" Saffrot couldn't help but smile evilly, "Taught them to hunt us?"
"Haha! Hunting you?" Falham looked at Saffrot and me, "Do you think it's possible?"
"When I say us, I mean the nobles." Saffrot explained.
"Noble? Do you think you are still a noble now?" Pharaoh smiled, with a hint of cunning mixed in his kindness.
"Even a cursed noble is still a noble!" Saffrot smiled indifferently. In fact, he didn't care whether he was a noble or not. What he cared about was his life experience.
"Haha~" Falham didn't say anything more, because at this time, all those silver eyes entered the temple, and each of them changed into new clothes. A lot of silver jewelry and cross buttons were added to the original gold-rimmed and white-bottomed robes. It can be said to be a costume.
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They divided into two teams on the left and right in front of us, stood on both sides of the wall, and then saluted us sideways, "I have met three adults!"
"Okay! Now that everyone is here, the ranking competition will begin!" Falham glanced at the silver eyes in front and announced.
"yes!"
So first two Silver Eyes came on the stage and said like friends, "I finally have a chance to have a good fight with you."
"Well, I've been waiting for this day for a long time."
"Okay! Let's see how you beat me!"
So the two silver-eyed men standing in the center of the hall crossed each other with silver swords. The silver sword light, the flying robe horns, and the sparks splashed out when the two swords crossed each other, complementing each other, each attack and each other. The blocks are all drawn into perfect arcs, giving people a visually wonderful feeling.
"How's it going?" Falham asked with a smile when he saw Saffrot's enthusiasm.
"Gorgeous!" Saffrot looked away and looked at me, "Luvian, what do you think?"
"Performance!" One group followed another, but there was no change in the feeling. What was particularly strange was that there was no thrilling feeling at all. Apart from the gorgeousness that Safrot said, I used this word. Explain my opinion.
"Yes, these children perform like this in every ranking competition, with gorgeous performances, so I want you to teach them well." Although Fareham said that he does not care about many affairs in heaven, but for generations of angels With such a performance, he still seemed to be worried, perhaps because he was worried that such a child would not be able to advance the history of the Clan of Light too far.
"So you asked me to stay for this reason." Saffrot suddenly thought of the second level, the real plan of a newly appointed chief god to keep a noble in heaven. It turned out that what he was looking at was not this ranking competition. , it’s not about the role of Lord God this time, nor about who will win, who will live, and who will die between Missilia and Thor. What he wants is to let these silver-eyed angels see what real killing is. How to survive.
"Haha! In fact, even if I don't ask you to stay, I don't think you will leave." Falham looked at the current Saffrot, which reminded him of the original Siti, his own child, because of a nobleman's The woman actually stayed in the human world and did not want to return to heaven.
"Hmph!" Saffrot sneered, "Aren't you afraid that I was sent by the Night Clan to destroy Heaven while you both are hurting?"
"Of course I'm not afraid. If you join, then His Highness will definitely be the next God of Nintendo. I think... by then, you won't be the enemy of this God's paradise, right?" Falham said, turning his head intentionally. He glanced at me and felt the corner of his eyes. I didn't show any expression, but the feeling in my heart became strange.
"That's impossible to say." Saffrot still smiled calmly, as if everything was normal.
"Do you think you still want to fight with our Highness Missilia?" Falham asked in surprise.
"I just wanted to see your unexpected appearance." Saffrot smiled and did not continue the topic. Then everything returned to silence. Of course, this silence was limited to the three of us.
In fact, there are not many angels in heaven. If the ones below are all Silver Eyes, then there are only a few hundred people. However, there seem to be some low-level angels, like light dances, but they cannot appear in the sky. Here, so I can’t participate in this ranking competition, or performance.
However, such a performance does not have much impact on individual strength, so apart from admiring their gorgeous figures, it is really a boring game.
Looking at the gorgeous performances of the groups, I just felt that it would be more interesting to go back to the hut and lie down for a while.
"What? Are you bored?" Safrot seemed to notice my boredom and asked.
"Humph!" I snorted coldly and ignored him.
"Here!" As he said this, he suddenly handed over something. I looked down and saw that it was...
"I knew you would be bored!" Saffrot smiled and put it into my hand.
"Am I often bored?" I took a bite of the apple and asked casually. The past that I was about to give up always reminded me of its existence.
"Back then, you were only interested in hunting the third generation." Safrot couldn't help but recall everything in the past, "But now you..."
"How is it?" Seeing that he stopped talking, I asked curiously.
"Not interested in anything." When I turned to look at him, he was watching the performance of the Silver Eyes.
Although I don’t know why he gave such an answer, what he said seems to be right. When I woke up, I didn’t have the past me. I just wanted to find my father to find out the reason for all this. But this is not an interest, but a necessity. .
Now, when I choose the position of Lord God and give up the past with him, I completely become alive because I am alive. I have no expectations and no pursuits. Even the position of Lord God in this paradise is just waiting for time to push it to me. In my hands, if this is not the case in the end, it seems to be nothing to me, and I will never feel lost.
Is this me who is not interested in everything? (To be continued)