"What's the point of eternal life if you can't die with the one you love?"
The messy breaths of the two intertwined with each other, and the softness of the girl's lips caused his final sanity to collapse.
That year when he was eight years old, she brought her back to Wangcheng to raise him, and he gave up all his powers just to give her the best care.
He wanted to follow Hera's prayer and raise her to be the most dazzling pearl in the royal city.
But on the night of her bar mitzvah, everything slipped out of his control.
He didn't expect that the girl he raised with his own hands would confess to him.
Her fiery love blurred his truest thoughts.
Therefore, he yelled loudly, trying to escape...
Trying to cover up the paranoia and possessiveness that has already bloomed in his heart.
But all forbearance and restraint disappeared from the moment he saw her.
It wasn't until now that he really saw clearly what he really wanted in his heart!
"The worst thing I did in my life was not admitting how much I love you!"
If possible, he hoped that she would become the most carefree girl in Wangcheng.
But now, he just wanted to tell her the raging love that was almost uncontrollable.
The moonlight is charming and gentle, and there is not a single dark cloud under the night sky.
Love is obvious.
The corner of Si Tu's mouth, which turned his face to the side, slowly curled up.
"I love you too, dear brother."
[Drip, Yin En's favorability is full, please keep up the hard work of the host~]
It knew that this was the routine of its own host.
Tut tut.
After getting the girl's response, Yin En's frowning brows gradually relaxed, and his dark eyes were as bright as stars.
The thin lips pressed against her forehead, kissing his god like the most devout believer.
"No matter what, brother will not hurt you."
This sentence gradually coincided with what Andre said to her before.
For a moment, anxiety welled up in Si Tu's heart.
But without mastering God's perspective and script, she can only hold back her temper first.
But she finally raised Yin En's favorability.
Call it a day!
Early in the morning, Si Tu brought Andre a breakfast.
His injuries healed quickly. If it weren't for his status as the leader of the party, the attending doctor would have wanted to drag him into human experiments.
"I still want to eat slices of bread with jam that Atu personally spread."
Seeing the food box in her hand, Andre's mouth curled up with a smile warmer than the morning sun.
Although he doesn't like sweets, when he thinks that it was handed to him by her.
Unspeakable joy still welled up in Andre's heart.
Open the food box, and the aroma of sandwiches and jam bread enveloped the entire room.
"I'm afraid you won't be able to eat enough bread, so I brought another sandwich."
Si Tu cleared the small table and placed the food one by one in front of him.
"I saw you like strawberry jam last time, so I prepared more."
Although she doesn't know how to cook, spreading jam is not a problem for her.
Taking the slice of bread she handed over, Andre moved a little too much, revealing the delicate collarbone under the shirt.
The wound on it healed a lot, even Si Tu was a little surprised.
I remember that when the doctor came to bandage last night, the wound hadn't healed yet.
"It is estimated that tomorrow you will fully recover from this injury."
Andre was biting a piece of bread, and the red jam stuck to the corner of his lips, giving him an inexplicably gorgeous feeling.
In the early morning, it's a little bit up.
But this beauty is so seductive that she doesn't know it. She raised her moist eyes and said with a light smile,
"It's thanks to Ah Tu's blessing."
Without her prayers, he might not even be able to get off the operating table.
Somehow, Andre always felt that all this was thanks to her.
"How can I have such a great ability."
Situ waved his hand, but then thought of what Odyssus had said to her earlier.
Could it be that the prayers of the demon saints really have such a big effect
[Maybe it is possible, after all, there are gods in this plane]
And isn't the status of saintess a god for the people of the southern border
The system's words made Si Tu slightly stunned.
Isn't this more convenient than her previous use of force to solve problems in the God Realm
"His Royal Highness will return to the royal city in a few days. What are the plans of Ah Tu and the knight commander?"
After eating the last bite of food, Andre got down to business.
"Of course I will go with you."
Originally, my brother wanted to take her back to Wangcheng in advance, but Eric didn't seem to intend to make it so easy for him.
The government affairs were handed over to Yin En one by one, and they could only be forced to postpone the planned itinerary.
"It's going to be hard work for the next few days to be crowned the knight chief."
He also heard about Yin En's affairs.
The Quebec Party wants to send people to the sixth district to clear up the remnants of the demons, and there is no other force to manage the third district.
In it, there is naturally Eric's handwriting.
It's just that Andre doesn't want to argue with him.
"It's all for the royal family, there is nothing hard work."
Si Tu's eyes darkened, but there was still a decent smile on his face.
The wealth seized in the third district is not a small amount, coupled with the downfall of the Black family.
Following this clue, Eric searched all the nobles that could be checked, and the property confiscated was even more countless.
But these properties eventually returned to the hands of the royal family.
"It's just that the wealth in the hands of these fallen nobles is not all collected from the hands of the common people?"
Andre knew what she wanted to say, sighed,
"If this is handled well within the third district, but the royal family has taken over, it is impossible to return this wealth."
Even if it is taken over by the Quebec Party, the situation will be much better than it is now.
"What about the civilians in the third district?"
Situ's exquisite brows were tightly frowned, no wonder Odyssus would say that the northern border was politically corrupt.
In the past, the Black family would be so violent and extortionate, maybe it was also ordered by the royal family.
The sheep are slaughtered and the fat ones are slaughtered, and all the nobles in the third district are the biggest fat sheep.
The methods used by the royal family to collect money are probably too rough.
"This is not an issue considered by the royal family. As long as the people at the bottom do not riot, they will not care."
Whether it is death or life, whether it is good or bad, what does it have to do with the superior
Wealth and status are what they want all their lives.
"Sorry, but even the Quebec is bound by the royal family, so I can't help you with that."
Seeing her hang her head down in frustration, Andre's heart seemed to be grabbed by someone.
"It's not your fault, it's the royal family's problem, you shouldn't apologize."
Corrupt politics will be the best trigger for war.
Since that battle between gods and demons, the royal family in the northern border has become increasingly complacent, and the people in the nine districts have been full of grievances.
But they... all chose to pretend to be deaf and dumb.
"Someone has to stand up and take responsibility for these things."
He knew that one day in the future, the Quebec would be pushed out by the royal family and become a target of public criticism.
(end of this chapter)