Thank you for the invitation. I am in Terra, just under the stars.

Viviana understood the meaning of his words, and unexpectedly felt the young man's pursuit of her.

What made her most emotional was when Zhou Cheng compared marigolds to the moon.

"Two Moons and Marigolds" is her favorite poetry reading.

It doesn't matter where he learned it, there are many ways, what matters is that he knew it.

Marigolds and the moon... those are the hazy beauty drawn by symbols and metaphors in light and shallow strokes.

Its beauty is not specific and does not necessarily have to be logical. A thousand people will have a thousand answers after seeing it, but no one will deny its physical beauty.

This is the point of poetry, to allow people who cannot understand it to feel the emotion contained in it.

Viviana lowered her head slightly, her slightly narrowed eyes were gleaming with lake light, and the flawless skin on her cheeks was stained with a drunken rosy color.

For the first time, the gorgeous face revealed a certain obscure and shy tenderness, as if a young girl suddenly had an ignorant impulse in her heart at a certain moment, and a slightly sour and sweet ripple gradually appeared in her heart.

She raised her hand and carefully pushed the hair from her temples behind her ears with her little finger, and said in a small and soft voice:

"Your description makes me happy and scared. Viviana is just an ordinary woman. She is confused and hesitant. When she looks up at the moon, she can't help but envy the moon's superiority and purity."

As she was speaking softly, the Elafia girl's soft animal ears pierced through the hood were also shaking slightly, just like the light blue eyes in her eyes that were swaying gently like her candlelight.

The atmosphere between the two suddenly turned back from the direction of tension, and was covered with a veil of ambiguity.

Zhou Cheng is sure of one thing, Viviana really likes poetry.

He smiled happily, admired the girl's twinkling eyes, and said:

"The moon lowered her gaze, feeling ashamed of herself. The moon couldn't help but doubt... She doubted whether she was the moon and whether she lived in the sky.

"Viviana, I want to hold your hand, so that I can hold the moonlight in my hand. I can feel the moon's heart, hear her thoughts, and then practice them for her."

"Then...do you want to hold my hand?"

The Candle Knight sitting on the chair gracefully stretched out his left hand, with the palm facing up and the fingers tilted downward, as if making an invitation.But it was also covered with white gauntlets, cold and hard.

Viviana looked at the young man expectantly and said softly and unhurriedly:

"Even if it is cold and hard, even if she is not as beautiful as you think...she is wandering in the fog of confusion, she is unrealistically longing for a result, naive and pathetic."

Zhou Cheng stood up and held the cold gauntlet:

"even so."

PS: I don’t know why yesterday, but I felt sleepy halfway through writing the fourth update. I fell asleep and didn’t get up until early in the morning.

PS2: The new book is definitely going to include an engagement with Viviana, but when I got engaged, I was still thinking about what to do in Leitania. How about killing the Witch King along the way?

PS3: I found the illustration on p, it’s called "Two Moons and Marigolds"

100. The stars will decorate you (2/4)

After holding Zhou Cheng's hand, Viviana followed his strength and stood up from the chair, sighing softly:

“I didn’t expect that even I would have such an emotional day.

“Many people admire me, but I have never felt so truly, not as an idol, but from the bottom of my heart, seeing me as the bright moon in the sky.

"Zhou Cheng, you are a man who is very good at pleasing girls. To me, you are also a big man who can talk to my distant father... I can tell from your eyes and expressions that you are actually the one who will..." The Twin Queens treat Drost equally, so why would a big shot like you come to me specifically?”

In her words, the gentle girl placed herself in a very low position.

Viviana is special.

Shining's gentleness is so soft that it almost drowns people, and they are completely immersed in her softness.And Margaret's is upright and majestic, as unshakable as the brilliant scorching sun, reliable and solid.

Softness and perseverance, they are the two poles.

But Viviana is different. She seems to come from between the two of them, like the flickering candlelight, which is not burning but is enough to bring reassuring warmth.

Zhou Cheng led her towards the door and said casually:

"I don't care about Letania. I care more about the moon in front of me than the twins over there. What I want is in every moonlight that covers me."

There is no need to explain things clearly when communicating with Viviana. She can always easily understand the meaning of every sentence, as if her heart is so delicate that any ups and downs in her tone will trigger her thoughts.

Just like the conversation when Viviana asked him if he would hold hands, the implication was that Viviana understood that he was only using marriage as an excuse, and actually didn't care about such a contractual relationship.

She felt that what he really wanted to do was to ask herself if she wanted to hold hands together and walk together under the moonlight of two silver moons.

Other than that, nothing else mattered. Drost and the twin queens were all insignificant.

Viviana has just come of age.

She always likes to think of a person's actions and things as poetic, but unfortunately, there are too few people who really have such "poetry".

Before thinking about those spiritual riches, you must first have a full meal, but this requirement alone is too extravagant for this land.

Of course she knows the reality and has seen the suffering in the world with her own eyes, which is how she developed a gentle heart towards others.

But girls of this age inevitably still have longing for beauty in their hearts, but they are gradually fading as the years go by.

From those light blue eyes like the purest sky, Zhou Cheng saw her expectations.

A girl who has not lost her childishness, an elegant girl, she is immersed in the ethereal and beautiful atmosphere like poetry.

Zhou Cheng was not familiar with this kind of exchange, but he thought it was pretty good. It was indeed very novel and interesting.

But you should also be careful not to be too straightforward.

"Big shot? Do you think identity and status are meaningful between us?"

Holding the hand covered in iron armor, the young man with no discernible racial characteristics took the tall and dignified girl and walked towards the door with the same elegant steps.

Viviana turned her head slightly and looked at the point of contact between them.

She seemed to feel the young man's palm through the hard iron armor...

It is the feeling of being included and led.

There seems to be a voice in my heart saying, 'No need to think about why, no need to worry about tomorrow, just be in the present, let your mind go, and enjoy every excitement of the mind.'

Viviana took a deep breath.

What she smelled was not only the smell of disinfectant, but also the pleasant smell of the young man next to her filling her brain.

Although they obviously maintained a ceremonial distance, she felt that they were getting closer and closer.

The elegant girl has never been so close to a person of the opposite sex, whether as Viviana or the Candle Knight.Even her father, the two of them hugged each other only a handful of times.

original……

Is being held by someone's hand such a comforting thing?

Asking questions in her heart that no one would answer, Viviana enjoyed this moment wholeheartedly, searching for some kind of 'connection' between the two of her hands and the echoing footsteps.

After a while, she remembered in a daze that the mysterious young man asked her a question, but she never answered.

Viviana looked sideways and saw that he was leisurely and contented, as if he had never asked such a question before.

don't care...

Yes, don't worry.

There is no need to go into details about words and actions, just follow your thinking.

"……Ah."

The cherry-colored soft lips curved into a slight and peaceful arc.

The elegant knight was smiling. Her expression was finally completely relaxed, and she no longer even had a trace of caution, revealing her most vulnerable state to her companions.

There is no need to answer, or rather, that chuckle and the hands still holding each other are the best answers.

For her, after doing so many things but ending up with the words "not worth caring about", the only act of inviting herself is the most romantic thing in the world.

That was contempt for Letania, contempt for the authorities in the world, and something she was at a loss but did not dare to do.

Letania...

Words like inner demons seem to have become less scary.

"..."

Zhou Cheng felt that the girl beside him was gradually becoming as random as his own thoughts.

He knew that this was the best time to attack 'Viviana'. After today, she would never be immersed in such a beautiful and naive atmosphere again.

But he didn't want to think about how to conquer it. He just held an elegant young lady's hand and walked forward as he pleased.

Zhou Cheng's vision crossed the pale environment and looked forward.

The closed door is getting closer and closer. As we get further away from the medical facility, the nasal cavity filled with the smell of disinfectant seems to be feeling other smells...

——It seems to be something but not at all, originating from the elegant body fragrance permeating from the skirt of the girl next to her, like a self-admiring rose, standing proudly in the dark castle.

But it is not completely elegant. In the fierce battle, the elegant knight will inevitably be troubled by sweat. A trace of sweat full of female hormones is soaked in the elegant fragrance.

Do not……

The word "dip" should not be used, it should be "infiltrated".

The elegant fragrance is wrapped in a little moisture. When you breathe hard, the subtle sour smell of sweat rushes up, and there is a hint of sweetness in the place you pass.

He suddenly wanted to tell Viviana that she smelled good.

But before he spoke, the girl's voice came first.

"We're going to see the moon."

"Yes, I want to see the moon."

"But it's not dark yet."

"It's dark now."

squeak-

The young man opened the door.

For a while, the cold and fresh air hit my face, unlike in the city.

Viviana saw that the sky was covered with deep night, and the two silver moons were shining brightly surrounded by stars.

PS: I can’t think of a better chapter title. I’m in a hurry to eat, and it will be cold after a while.

101. Unspoken anger (3/4)

Zheng-!

There was a harsh metal collision.

The hand shook suddenly, then became lighter. Maena subconsciously let go of the hilt of the sword, and instead used the gauntlet that bloomed with holy brilliance under the Origin Stone technique to receive Margaret's attack.

The long sword with a mechanical structure was swung down in an ordinary manner. There was no brilliance of the Origin Stone skills or the encouragement of the built-in energy circuit. What was left was just an extremely standard sword that had been honed over time.

　⑤<}一$@七}ba+*ba$ling&qi|$流*&义 She didn’t even use the Origin Stone technique...! ?

Maena couldn't understand the scene in front of him, and the broken fragment of the one-handed sword reflected his confusion.

His weapon actually couldn't withstand the several fights with Margaret. It was supposed to be a 'magic weapon' that could catch Xuan Tie's arrow without bending at all, but the mechanical sword trembled like foam. Fragile.

Withdrawing the mechanical sword back with ease, Margaret temporarily stopped her attack and said apologetically:

"I am sorry that I broke your weapon, Uncle Maena."

"..."

Ma Enna was silent for a few seconds, looking at the gauntlet that was said to be forged with D32 steel. The brief handover just now left a deep mark in the palm of his hand.

Under the gauntlet, the flesh and blood in his palm ached faintly.

This was an impossible sword to take. If he hadn't obviously stopped holding his hand at the last moment, his palm would have been severed like a one-handed sword.

And if such a sword is swung towards a more deadly place...

Can anyone really take it?

Maena had to think about this question.

He never thinks too highly of himself, nor is he too humble. He knows exactly what level his strength is. At least in Casimir, he can say that he stands with Xuan Tie and the Grand Knight Commander in terms of personal bravery. the top of the pyramid.

But he would be easily killed by Margaret.

Maena's eyes fell on the mechanical long sword and the silver-white Lion King's armor. While the Origin Stone skills continued to inspire him, he finally noticed something from this seemingly "unremarkable" equipment.

Under the silver-white surface of the armor with gorgeous carvings, there is a huge concentration of energy, like the heart of a Drak ancestor beating.