God after all

Chapter 199 Li Situ's Magic Castle Dream Lover
"I want to wake up the memory of my previous life."

Li Situ nodded and agreed without hesitation to the wish of the Holy Son.

"The tragedy of the Constantine Cathedral, can you reproduce those scenes?"

"You want to see the scene of the incident?"

"And it's all through."

Li Situ, who got up, said "I can satisfy you" in a harmless and easy way.

His cold eyes followed his figure and stopped at the door.

"When you are ready to realize your wish, you can come to me anytime."

"I'm going to find you tonight."

The hand that had just touched the door handle paused for a moment, Li Situ replied "Of course", and then opened the door, just in time to see Freya standing in the doorway pushing the dining car.

"Master Li Situ!!?"

The elf girl showed a surprised expression, and the magician who had disappeared for two or three days unexpectedly appeared in the room of the Son.

"I am back."

The gentle smile of this prince-like man is a sincere smile from the heart.

Seeing him turn sideways to make way, Freya who walked into the room felt warm and hot flowing into her heart.

"I'm not often in the castle, so I don't know if you're still used to living there."

"Very happy, thank you for taking me in."

She hadn't smiled so happily since the Kailut Forest massacre.

"The friends of the Son are also my friends."

Whether it's a pleasant voice or polite words, they are all gentle and touching. Such Li Situ is very popular with elf girls.

"Thank you!"

"You're welcome. What do you need in the castle, just tell the items."

Freya nodded, looking at the young magician in a nympho.

"I won't bother you for now."

Li Situ closed the door casually and left by himself.

"He's so nice."

The elf girl who muttered to herself was still immersed in the gentleness of the magician for a while.

"He's always been like that, never changed."

Not understanding why the Black Snake spoke words that he knew well about Mr. Li Situ, the elf girl cast a strange look at the place where the voice came from.

Leng Ji asked Freya to put the food on the table, but she didn't intend to get up.

"I want to be alone for a while."

Although unwilling to leave, the elf girl obediently obeyed the Son's instructions.

The door slammed again, and then silence returned.

Leng Ji, who was sitting on the head of the bed, lay down and closed his eyes.

"Aren't you going to eat?"

"Not hungry yet."

"You haven't eaten for two or three days."

"Wait until I wake up."

Sensing the tired look on Shengzi's face and the unmistakable exhaustion in his voice, the snake shut up knowingly and watched him fall asleep worriedly.

He had a dream. The world in the dream was pale and desolate, and the wind and snow were blowing violently.

Colder than Yan Dong, his eyes were so black that there were no whites in his eyes, he stared straight at the tall figure a hundred meters away in front of him.

This person holds a horse-chopping knife wrapped in shark skin on the handle. This domineering ancient cold weapon is long and heavy. The blade is as bright as a mirror and shimmers with cold light.

What is more chilling than the knife is this tall and independent black-haired boy, with an awe-inspiring ghostly aura floating out of his overturned coat.

The flowing air has frozen and solidified.

Miaoman's figure, which was blurred by the wind and snow, dashed forward with the distance of a tiny spot of light.

The boy's black pupils reflected his beautiful face and shining blond hair, and a woman in a black leather bodysuit was close at hand.

The piercing sound of "Kang Dang" sliced ​​through the air, and flashes of light flashed between the battles.

Eliza Cuthbert's charming face was shiny, and the awe-inspiring smile curled up at the corner of her mouth shocked the young man's mind.

"It's a bit difficult for you to block my sword."

It's just a single move, and it's easy to estimate the opponent's strength. This is the inherent keenness of Eliza, who is known as the Valkyrie.

With this precise judgment, she never overestimated any opponent.

"Hiding is not showing on the face."

Taunting the boy's composure, and giving up on continuing to suppress the blade in front of him, Eliza jumped into the air.

The scene of her disappearing into mid-air was reflected in the cold black pupils, and the boy immediately avoided the move to cut his body.

In this world, anyone who can withstand Nemesis' attack is dead.And an ordinary cold weapon, no matter how the master uses the superb sword technique, it is just a dying struggle.

The sound of ice blades slicing and breaking the wind was endless, and Nemesis' suppression was endless, allowing no possibility of the opponent's counterattack.

The most fast, precise and deadly, Nemesis is the ghost on the battlefield, taking off countless heads in seconds.

"Can you be faster than me?"

Eliza's smile was as soft as water, and her long curly golden hair was as bright as fireworks.

Faster than this woman, which means a head start on speed.

But Nemesis was famous for his speed, and it was already an incredible miracle that the boy who fought against this sword did not have his feet cut off.

Eliza Cuthbert is a combination of swordsmanship, shooting, and fighting. She has innate powerful magic skills, and her own beauty is also perfect and impeccable.

The fine cracks moved along the blade, exposing the boy's disadvantaged position.

The cold swords, lights and swords crisscrossed at high speed, and the sound of violent metal collisions was loud and intense.

With a heavy hammer, the saber was released from the aching hand of the tiger's mouth, and flew out directly.

The young man swung his palm, but what was greeted was his wrist was firmly grasped by a hand.

The aftermath of the battle dispels the indifference in the air.

In the snow-filled sight, Eliza's face was close at hand. The boy felt the back of his head being held down, and his lips suddenly touched two soft and fragrant lips.

No matter how calm and rational he is, he is still just a young boy, his pale face flushed bright red.

Until Eliza's kiss left, the blush on the boy's face did not fade away.

"It smells good."

Seeing the soft tongue licking his lips, the boy turned his head and avoided her gaze unnaturally.

"It's time for you to cut your hair."

Eliza put her arms around the shoulders of the boy who was half a head shorter than herself, and stroked his slightly long black hair.

The boundless pale world is empty, only the violent wind and snow blowing into the void.

The scene quickly changes to the snowy city streets, which is the real world.

It turns out that the white and confused place is just a different plane of the same space.

Walking on the street with people coming and going, Eliza bowed her head and kissed the boy's cheek.

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The dream is over.

Leng Ji was awakened by hunger and heard his stomach rumbling.

Bonn, who was sleeping soundly at the head of the bed, was awakened by the sound of him getting up and getting dressed, and opened his sleepy eyes.

"I'm going to the kitchen to get something to eat."

Leng Ji, who had put on his shoes, walked to the table and picked up the tray of food with both hands.

"I'll be with you."

The snake swam to the floor and followed the Son.

　Sibling love!

　　Eliza is very fond of Lengji.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)