She had never felt so good before. There was no pain anywhere. She felt relaxed all over her body, and the heavy, painful feeling disappeared. "No, are you really okay?" Michaela's face showed joy, her eyes full of surprise, and she quickly walked to Malenia and helped her take off her gloves. Her skin was smooth and white, without any trace of scarlet corruption. Malenia tried to hold Michaela's hand and succeeded at once. Can feel temperature, can hold, can use strength, can move fingers freely. She looked at her palms in astonishment, raised her head, met Michaela's gaze, and asked. "Brother, did you succeed?" "It must be, brother...it must have succeeded." Michaela choked and tried hard to hide the tears in the corners of his eyes, but his red eyes had already betrayed him. How could I not be excited? The pain from birth to now, from slender fingers to calluses on the palms.
His sister.....finally recovered from her illness. Michaela took several deep breaths but couldn't calm down, so she held Malenia's hand. "I knew that my brother would succeed." Marennia looked at Michaela, who looked like a child, and smiled beautifully. She said the same thing as Torina, and just as Torina believed in her brother so much, Marennia believed it as well. The red-haired girl's smile is like the rising sun, peaceful and beautiful. "I don't know...when my brother will come back." "It's time to go back." Roland was supported by Di Xi and Lutier, one on the left and one on the right. They held the head of the goddess of corruption in their right hands and there was a little blonde girl on their bodies. He used his free hand to rub Torina's head, "Go back, sister." The trip back was easier, but still a tiring one. It would be nice if there were high-speed trains and airplanes. Riding on Torrett, Roland suddenly thought of this matter. He still needed to build the infrastructure. Although he could fly, his knights and assassins could not, so they still had to ride back on horseback. More than a month passed in a flash, and it had been three months since Roland set out. Winter has finally arrived, and the royal city has entered the most leisurely time of the year for most people. The heavy snow covered the fields outside the city. Merchants were reluctant to go out, and most people gathered in taverns to have fun, chat, or gamble. What topics do you want to talk about recently? The only possibility is that Golden Godwin killed God, and that's what almost everyone is discussing. Not only the royal city, but also the border area was shocked, and everyone knew the news.
It is said that when King Radagon of Elden heard the news, a look of surprise appeared on his face. In the tavern in the royal city, a bunch of people gathered around the bonfire, playing cards, drinking, bragging... "No, is this news reliable? He said he was going to kill the gods, but he hasn't come back yet." "You don't believe it? That's killing a god! I saw with my own eyes that Her Highness Marlennia's illness has healed, and now she can practice swordplay." "I had my eyes on His Highness Godwin before I set out to kill a god for my sister." "Go away, you're the one who talks the most. You said it was impossible at the time, but now you say you're optimistic." "No matter what the reason, killing a god is a heroic act." "He really is a God of Death. His Highness Godwin's current strength is probably beyond Radagon, right?" "Do you have any problem with the current king?" "Le, we are both heroes. I am more optimistic about His Highness Godwin. Why should he be the king of Radagon?" "Have you heard? The current king was so surprised when he learned that His Highness Godwin had successfully killed the gods that he couldn't close his mouth." "What a feat it is to kill a god!" "Cheers to our Lord Godwin!" "........" In the corner, a blind swordsman put down his cup and walked out of the tavern silently. It seemed as if upon hearing the news, he had accomplished his mission. His back was blurred in the wind and snow. -------------- Magic Academy, winter. The cold wind is howling. Lake Lienya, which is usually as warm as spring, feels freezing cold in winter. Magicians wear a heavy cloak over their robes to wrap their bodies. There was one exception, that was Lani, who was good at ice magic. In such cold weather, she was still wearing a long skirt that exposed the front, exposing her long legs to the cold air. "He should be back soon. We've contacted him in Stonewell City." She frowned slightly, tapping the ground with her toes, looking very anxious. She stood at the entrance of the college and talked to several people around her. "hold on." The black-haired girl next to her was wearing a thick woolen coat, her neck was wrapped in a red scarf, and her lower body was also wearing long pants and over-the-knee boots. Se Lian learned the news of Roland's success. She always believed that he would succeed. She has been very calm. When Lani asked Brother Wolf to invite her over and tell her the news in the office, Se Lian remained calm from beginning to end.
As if everything was as it should be. This was a major event that shocked the border area. A god was killed. It was not that the gods were fighting each other, but that a hero killed the god. Even the most caustic magician would be surprised and find it incredible. Godwin's affair with Roland was kept secret in the magic academy. He was well protected by Lani at the beginning. Many people didn't even know that more than a hundred Rodel knights passed through the magic academy. The same is true now. Lani dispersed the outsiders and brought her subordinates to welcome Roland who returned triumphantly. Her collaboration with Roland will become even closer. The two people will be tied together. Ten minutes later, a group of knights in black armor appeared in sight. They were so quiet that only the sound of footsteps could be heard. Both the horses and the knights looked like they had climbed up from the afterlife. The last people who pledged allegiance to death were the Divine Skin Messengers, who possessed black flames. Now that they have lost that ability, they are probably in a panic. This black flame is controlled by the Death Knight and the Black Death Blade. Compared to the Divine Skin Messenger, they can even use part of the destined death and the law of the sun. They are the new agents of death. The person they pledged their allegiance to was the blond young man at the front of the team, Golden Godwin. When she saw the team coming back, Lani's frown relaxed. They had indeed returned. The calf quickened its pace and put some distance between itself and the horses behind it. You have to know that those were top-quality horses and couldn't catch up with Torrett. Roland jumped off his horse, hugged Selian, and smiled. "I am back." "Well, welcome back." The girl gave him a reassuring smile, "Do you want to continue arguing?" "No, are you still angry?" Roland hugged her waist and shook his head gently, with a smile in his eyes. "Angry, you'll have to coax me well next time, Roland." There was no mercy in Se Lian's words. She just smiled elegantly, stood on tiptoes, and whispered into his ear. "I'm really glad to see you're okay." Two people hug each other in winter and share their body temperature with each other. In this cold weather, it seems that hugging a loved one can make the temperature warmer. -------------- Volume Two Chapter 1 The uncrowned king returns to his city! Magic Academy, school building. Roland and his companions were exhausted after the long journey. This tiredness was not physical, but mental. Princess Lani thoughtfully arranged accommodation for them, enough to accommodate more than a hundred people. Given the current relationship between the two, it would not be a problem for them to stay there forever.
At this moment, the room was warm and the fireplace, which had not been used for a whole year, was lit. Roland doesn't usually use this thing. After all, he is a warrior. He is strong enough and seems to be immune to cold and heat. However, the girl opposite is not like that. She needs a stove. "Still want to quarrel?" Roland's smile was mixed with bitterness. Although he didn't expect Se Lian to completely forgive him, he thought at least he would calm down. "if not?" Se Lian was very calm, holding the hot tea in his hand, "We are not done yet, right?" "Indeed." Roland nodded, "But I said I would never let go." "Well, actually, I'm not angry anymore, but you have to tell me who that person is." Se Lian's request was very simple, only two. As for the second one - "You have to call me sister. I'll let you go this time." "......" Roland's face was heavy. "You can call me sister, but..." "Who is it?" To be honest, there are not many women around Roland. Apart from his two sisters, the only ones left are Lansfor and Princess Lani. Se Lian really couldn't think of who it was, and as for his two sisters, she didn't even think about it. Malenia is a patient and Torina is completely like a child. Roland is really miserable. He bit his lip lightly, "Can you change your request? This one really won't do." "Well, come over now. I'll be comfortable. Maybe I won't mind." Se Lian had a blank expression on his face. He was a very calm person to begin with, and after his heart and soul turned into source pyroxene, he seemed even more indifferent. Her expression made Roland pause for breath, as if if he didn't agree, he would really lose Se Lian. The blond young man took a deep breath, walked to Se Lian, half-knelt, and held her hand. The room was warm. The girl took off her coat, revealing her white shirt and short skirt. She also wore Roland's favorite black tights and over-the-knee boots. "How do you want to feel comfortable, sister?" Roland lowered his head and held her finger in his mouth. "Is this okay?" "not enough." She lifted Roland's chin with her hand, rubbing her index finger against the skin and pressing his head into her skirt. "With your mouth and tongue." "Ugh..."
"not enough." "Deeper." "Call me sister, stinky brother." "elder sister." Was pressed for two hours.