Angel Son of Tomorrow's Ark

That's why Mostima said that this is a choice between "hell after death" and "hell alive".

Either she dies, or she has to accept the stigma of killing her brother, and the days after becoming the head of the legion will be like sitting on pins and needles.

In the end, Portofino chose the living hell.

It's not that she doesn't want to die, it's just that she can't repay her sins simply because of the death penalty.

Even if he didn't know about his elder brother's assassination of the Holy Son, it was still used as an excuse.

But for such a self, the Holy Son was even gentle, apologizing to himself.

It can be said that it was Luo Zhen's performance at that time that made Portofino unable to even die.

Since then, Portofino has been living in self-abuse forever, and everything is his responsibility.

Luo Zhen knew about these entanglements, so he looked unhappy:

"Now I can tell you clearly that I really feel sorry for you. At that time, I didn't know how to persuade you, and if I told you one more word, you would feel sick to the point of vomiting, and then you would be more self-abuse. If this continues, you Sooner or later, I have to keep cutting myself and self-mutilation, so I dare not look for you again... Wait, Portofino, what do you mean by that expression?"

The elder sister of the Lengyan Legion of Luo Zhen's family, when she heard what Luo Zhen said, she immediately hid her hands behind her back with a guilty conscience.

Under Luo Zhen's speechless gaze, Portofino lowered his head full of guilt, and blinked at him with his big talking eyes.

This made Luo Zhen stunned:

"You really hurt yourself...but I touched it all, and I didn't find any scars on your body?"

"...Because I thought that your body is also my property, so you treated it carefully? And also thought that damaging your body is also my property, and you blame yourself even more?...As expected of you. "

Luo Zhen couldn't say a word about this self-abuse and coquettishness that was so heavy that it couldn't be added.

It was because the previous Portofino was so outrageous, so Luo Zhen neither advanced nor retreated, so he could only keep her under control.

But fortunately, although I couldn't do anything when I was 12 years old, I can do it now when I am 20 years old.

This is also thanks to his sister Xingxiong, who opened a new door for him with practical actions.

Luo Zhen silently granted Xingxiong the title of Holy Father in his heart, and his body and mind suddenly became clear.

So now, Luo Zhen can directly say to Portofino, who is also enlightened physically and mentally:

"If you are willing to continue to be the commander of the legion, of course I support you. But if you feel uncomfortable and remind you of your brother, it doesn't matter if you give up immediately."

"Even if you're not the head of the legion, I won't let you go. You've already contributed enough to me, and it's time to live as you please."

Portofino: "..."

With such incomparable tenderness towards the Holy Son, Portofino's chest began to throb as he felt hot all over his body.

It has been eight years since the assassination, and the long-term psychological shadow will not disappear so quickly, and the body's stress response still exists.

But now, even this kind of pain caused by the tenderness of the Son makes her happy.

Portofino moved closer to the Son's feet and pulled down his mask.

She relied on Luo Zhen, like a lamb acting like a baby to the shepherd:

"I, since I was a child, have lived for you."

Portofino's tone still paused a bit, which was a sequela of not speaking all the year round.

But her voice is still beautiful, and while it hurts, one can't help but look forward to how charming she will be when she regains her confidence.

For such a docile big sister, Luo Zhen couldn't help being distracted, and stretched out his left hand towards her face.

Portofino took the initiative to move closer, and put his face into Rozen's palm.

She was enduring the pain of her body's stress response, and at the same time enjoying the happiness of being cared for by the Son, she was so distorted that she was almost broken.

In the situation where these two pieces of happiness are added together, she continued to tell the story with fascination:

"From the moment I heard about His Majesty's birth, and from the time my elder brother ordered me to aim to become His Majesty's attendant, I have always lived only for you."

"It's not easy. I'm always proud, I put in twice as much effort as usual, and I never dare to slack off... But even so, I will always feel ashamed in front of Mostima."

"She is too perfect. She is worthy of what the Holy See preaches. She is your chosen servant. Facing this insurmountable mountain, I once fell into despair."

"However, after a long period of patience, no matter how great the trial is, it can't defeat me."

Portofino's voice, like a clear spring melting a snow mountain, is both transparent and cold.

Although she has been living in extreme self-abuse all these years, when it comes to her nature, she is by no means a little woman who has been squeezed and rounded.

Even though he was trained as a tool man since he was a child, Portofino has indeed withstood all the pressure, has been working hard to refresh his limits, and has come to the present step by step.

Whether it's the heavy pressure from his elder brother and Mostima, or the depressing life from childhood to adulthood, or the hardships of taking over the position of legion commander when he was just an adult.

She overcame it step by step in pain, licked up all the hardships, and turned them into her own food.

Contrary to his noble and glamorous appearance, Portofino is a thorough hard worker, a war blacksmith who has been tempered to steel.

Therefore, while enjoying the warmth given by Luo Zhen, her sharp eyes are still clear:

"I will live for you. No matter what identity you choose or where you end up, I will follow your footsteps step by step. This is not an order from my brother, nor is it a threat from Mastema, but my will .”

"So, Your Majesty, please order me. If you think that my status as the commander of the army is still beneficial, please let me stay. I will do anything for you, and everything is as you wish."

After saying this prayer-like confession, Portofino, full of sincerity, took Rozen's palm and kissed him deeply.

... Luo Zhen was so ashamed to death for such a pious confession from the head of his army!

But it would be too embarrassing to say it out loud, so he had no choice but to hold back.

Luo Zhen endured the itchy feeling in his palms, and coughed twice in embarrassment:

"Since you have said so, then so be it... I accept your kindness bluntly, thank you."

"However, I also understand one thing. Portofino, you are indeed your brother's sister."

Hey?

Luo Zhen's words surprised Portofino again, he almost thought that he could enjoy the experience of being damaged and thrown away like a rag.

But Luo Zhen is very fast, and immediately added:

"You said just now that it doesn't matter what identity I choose, right? In other words, even if I am not the Holy Son?"

Luo Zhen jokingly smiled:

"Like your brother, you don't take the identity of the Holy Son as a matter of course. This is very good. The Holy Son is the Holy Son because of my special physique. On the other hand, one day I can analyze my identity. After the constitution is formed, the Holy Son is just a special blood type."

Gods are the same as monsters, they must first have an incomprehensible mystery before they can be gods.

When the power of a god can be understood and analyzed, no matter how great the power is, even if it is to reshape the universe with every gesture, it is just a powerful creature named "God".

Unfortunately, most Sakota angels prefer to maintain the mystery of the Son.

Trying to understand the existence of the Son is itself taboo, and most people keep it secret.

Portofino: "That, such a blasphemous thought... No, you're right."

After a brief panic, Portofino calmed down under Luo Zhen's smile.

She could feel Luo Zhen's thoughts flowing into her heart, making the freshly painted stigmata on her body warm and warm, and her body and mind warmed up.

She nodded firmly:

"If Your Majesty wants to do this, I will follow you. But you will always be my Son, Your Majesty. No matter what happens in the future, this is the truth I firmly believe in."

"That'll do it. Thanks."

Luo Zhen still smiled shyly, but accepted Portofino's kindness.

One day in the future, when Joan becomes the Queen of the Lateran, it would be perfect if Portofino can be a research supervisor or something.

Although pious, but not blind faith.

To be able to understand the identity of the Holy Son pragmatically, instead of worshiping it as a fictional idol, this is Luo Zhen's ideal angel.

Portofino will not follow her brother's path, and Rozen, whom she has entrusted with all her loyalty, will not let her do so, that's enough.

...and as the two looked at each other deeper, the atmosphere became more and more ambiguous.

Kissing the palm of Luo Zhen's Portofino, that slim body gradually leaned forward.

She leaned against Luo Zhen's arm, her eyes shining close to his face.

Luo Zhen was also bewitched by her charm, and moved closer to cater to her.

This picture should be quite romantic from the perspective of a third party, and it can also draw a picture of Genesis.

Luo Zhen: "Portofino, close your eyes."

"……Yes."

The loyal legion commander was obedient, his lovely eyelashes trembling constantly.

However, there is one thing that people in this car have overlooked.

No matter how comfortable the car is, Luo Zhen is still driving, and shouldn't be distracted chatting with others!

The direct consequence of this is that when Luo Zhen tilted his body, he accidentally kicked the gas pedal to the full.

The Sanctuary, which accelerated suddenly, ejected and started, leaping up to 120 miles, which made Texas ecstatic!

Then, just listen to [Bang! ] There was a loud bang.

The Sanctuary made an emergency brake, causing Rozen and Portofino to roll into a ball.

Before he had time to enjoy it, Luo Zhen hurriedly got up from under Portofino:

"Die, die, die! Don't hit anyone... huh?"

Luo Zhen's ending sound was wonderfully raised, with an unbelievable expression on his face.

Because of this shock, the women who were playing in the living room also flocked to the cab.

Looking out from the front window of the car, Luo Zhen drove a crooked route, which happened to reach the edge of a jungle.

But the problem is that the surrounding trees are crumbling everywhere, with obvious signs of damage.

The Sanctuary hit a fallen tree just now, and there was a pile of tree debris on the window.

Of course, this can't do any harm to the Sanctuary, which is full of safety points, it's just a little dirty.

But the problem is, the keen Talula and others are immediately alert:

"This is the trace of the battle. Someone is using Originium skills here... ahead! Someone has fallen!"