Civilization Guardian Front

Seeing the surprisingly consistent synchronization rate, Freya found it both funny and envious.

"You two have such a good relationship."

"Miss Freya..."

Witnessing the lonely look in Freya's smile, Tifa was taken aback.

She knew that Freya, who was on the original fate line, was an emotional goddess.

He always pursues the people and things he likes as he pleases. Although sometimes the results may not be satisfactory, compared to most characters who have to compromise for their lives, at least they seem to live a full and fulfilling life.

However, if such unfetteredness is a destiny that is destined from birth, isn't it another kind of shackles?

Even the blissful falsehood becomes abhorrent when the truth is revealed.

Not only out of anger at being manipulated, but also because he couldn't continue to live in this dream that he was the only one who was awake but could not break.

The loneliness of being a different kind forced Freya to have no choice but to embark on the road of resistance.

After that, there will be hundreds of millions of years of waiting...

Finally, she waited for the executor and got rid of the shackles as she wished.

Due to the early time when she met His Highness, Freya and Tifa's situation is different, she has never experienced irreparable loss in the waves of fate beyond her control.

In her world, there are infinite possibilities and happiness waiting for her to pursue.

Now that the fate of the world has been changed, Freya can truly live freely without any worries.

The mission entrusted to her by the legion did not force her to leave the source world.

So...

She who voluntarily abandoned her high position of god, stayed away from the hometown where she was born and raised herself, and came to a strange place alone, what is she yearning for...or longing for in her heart?

Tifa actually knew the answer to the question.

His eyes silently turned to the young man beside him...

That is the possibility called "change".

It's not simply destroying the status quo, leaving everything in a mess, but a sign of hope for the future to develop in a better direction.

As long as you are by his side, there will be an endless stream of strength in your heart.

For he will take away all darkness.

But it also brings fear...

Out of nowhere, Tifa remembered a poem:

"If I had never seen the sun, I could have endured the darkness, but now the sun makes my loneliness even more desolate"

The hesitant fear of not knowing whether to continue to bathe in the brilliance.

I don't know how serious Chios is about himself, maybe it was just a play for the occasion of the mission from the beginning...

Similar doubts probably surfaced in Freya's heart more than a thousand times.

Therefore, Freya intends to confirm it through actual actions.

In this place where there is no foundation of power, where God's identity is worthless, who lacks combat power, and is not even the executor, will he take a second look at him?

What courage...

Tifa sighed inwardly.

However, the answer to this question should not be given by her.

Secretly nudged the young man's back.

The young man looked over in surprise.

(Go.)

The girl's heartbroken eyes conveyed gentle encouragement.

"..." Chios had a headache.

Of course he understood what Freya was after, and he had thought about how to calm the other party's uneasiness, but he didn't expect Tifa to see it too, and took the initiative to push him.

The nature of comforting her secretly, and her girlfriend's concession and acceptance, are completely different in nature.

Tifa's retreating back and forth like this is trying to drive him to death with guilt...

If it weren't for Chios's extraordinary will, he might have been overwhelmed and suffocated by the sense of indebtedness.

However, continuing to remain silent is not the answer after all.

"What are you talking about, Freya..."

Chios took a step forward, grabbed Freya's arm, and pulled her over forcefully.

"You and we are already on the same boat, and we will be with you for hundreds of millions of years, and we will never let you be alone again."

Hearing this, Freya trembled physically and mentally.

Lifting her face, seeing Chios' expression of guilt, she quickly figured out who was behind all this.

"Tifa..."

"Um."

Tifa, with her hands behind her back, said nothing, just nodded at her.

"thank you all..."

The scorching heat gathered in the corners of the eyes slowly dripped down Freya's cheeks.

The former goddess of beauty finally let go of the self-protective reserve in her heart at this moment, crying like an ordinary girl.

Transformation magic is not used.

The exchanged name was not used.

However, her smile and tears at this moment... are not mixed with any falsehood.

"Now I am very happy."

Chapter 770 Eight? No, come to my house

I spent the whole afternoon with Tifa and took Freya to walk around most of the business district, and settled for dinner at Elle Cat Restaurant.

The price is not particularly high, and the cat rice is both delicious and generous. Apart from the shortcomings of the store's too rough and simple decoration style, it is almost impeccable.

Moreover, the wine brewed in the store is also very delicious...

Drinking the energy of the ingredients, even hunters fighting ancient dragons can't help but get drunk after drinking it. It is one of the few wines besides Soma wine that can easily make Chios feel slightly drunk.

When the big dishes filled with discs with a diameter of one meter and stacked like hills were placed on the table in front of the three of them, Freya, who was used to eating small portions of delicate dishes, opened her mouth and stared at the knife and fork in her hand that was about the size of her face. Yan Chu blinked and blinked, completely unsure of what to do, which made both Chios and Tifa laugh.

The sumptuous dishes of the Mistress of Abundance pale in comparison.

Go back to the residence in the tower to shower and change clothes. First, visit Freya. After helping the former goddess to maintain her skin and throat, use water runes to clean up the smell attached to her body. Chios then knocked on the door of Tifa's room and spent the night at her girlfriend's house.

...

The next morning, as soon as Chios opened his eyes, the heraldic light curtain unfolded in front of his sight.

"Call me when you wake up"

Nighttime Do-Not-Disturb private message from Instructor Liana.

It may be still early in the morning before returning to the station, so this special setting is added to wait until the recipient wakes up before the reminder appears.

Glance at the time diagonally above the light curtain.

08:36

(It's so late...)

In the past, unless there was something that caused him to be tired, Chios usually got up very early, and after a little tidying up, he began to practice swordsmanship, exercise his muscles and bones, and find the feeling of using the sword.

However, habits developed over the years are gradually being lost recently.

It's not that he neglects to slack off his own training, but that he doesn't have to do it now.

Ever since Chios and the Eye of Tribulation were deeply fused and absorbed the combat experience of previous holders, the muscle memory that was originally like water in a sponge, which would evaporate and be lost if not replenished frequently, suddenly turned into a rooted tree. And then weakened over time, but more deeply rooted.

To put it simply, in terms of combat skills, he has gotten rid of the diminishing nature, and will never be worse than yesterday, and will only continue to become stronger with the acquisition of new knowledge and experience.

Even if he does not hold a sword for tens of thousands of years, his martial arts will not decline in the slightest.

Repetitive practice is meaningless to him, it is not as helpful as the brain automatically integrates what he has learned so far during sleep, and the occasional flash of inspiration that turns into a dream is more helpful.

While this is true, you can't spend all your time sleeping...

The instructor once warned him: strict self-discipline is to sharpen the will to forge ahead, not simply to maintain the feel.

Thinking of this, Chios resolutely put aside the temptation to go back to sleep.

Snapped!

The raised hand patted the thigh of the girl sleeping on her side exposed to the quilt.

"Hmm..."

The girl's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she whispered in a daze.

The familiar scent of men around her minimized her vigilance as a warrior.

After a while, she finally opened her eyes.

"Chi...os?"

A voice that seemed limp from just waking up.

Tifa turned around slowly, and the quilt that was covering her body was turned aside with this movement, and the long, smooth black hair was scattered like tassels on the crystal clear ivory skin.

The exercised and compacted snowballs did not overflow because of this, and they shook and trembled with the inertia like a full water polo, and the tip buds that were cold stood proudly...

The beautiful scenery inadvertently displayed in the eyes is like a hammer hitting Chios' brain.

Sorry, instructor...

(Please allow me to sleep a little longer...)

Grabbing one of the culprits that made his eyes lose focus, and grabbing the girl's legs with the other hand, he leaned down to the distance where the tip of his nose touched.

"Are you seducing me, ma'am?"

"Huh?...No..."

The hot and humid breath on his face made Tifa feel a little itchy.

Her brain was not fully functioning, and her body reaction was still sluggish, so she stared at Chios for several seconds in a daze.

It wasn't until the young man turned his face away and got closer to avoiding the collision with the tip of his nose that she finally realized what her boyfriend was going to do...

"Wait, wait a minute..." She blushed suddenly.

"...I haven't... brushed my teeth yet..."

"Don't worry, me too."

"You're really... Chirp... Huh..."

Unable to resist the fiery enthusiasm of the young man, the girl put her arms around the back of the other's neck and closed her eyes again.

I can feel that the things connected to each other through the way of penetration last night are being squeezed in a little bit...

And their rationality is melting little by little...

boom!

The soaring fire of love ruthlessly devoured the couple.

...

10:50

"Ah, it's over..."

Looking at the front of the line of sight, it is located within a rectangular stone wall, with blue bricks and tiles on the roof slope, which is reminiscent of the riverside villa of the medieval lord's longhouse. Chios rarely hesitated, hesitating whether to move forward.

"Sleeping" until it's almost noon, no matter what excuses you make, you can't get past it, right?