Chapter 611: The Girl’s Concern
“There are some indeed.”
Iggy hesitated for a moment. Under Verafia’s gaze, most of his attempts at disguise would be seen through, so he nodded and admitted it. He looked at his hand slightly:
“Because my current strength is still too weak… I don’t know how long it will take to reach the Saint Rank.”
“Pfft, you’re thinking about such distant matters… Are you trying to protect this young lady?”
The girl laughed crisply, and in her melodious and charming voice like silver bells, a soft smile lingered in her luxurious golden eyes.
Without waiting for the young man’s reply, Verafia leaned closer to him, placing her tender little hand in his, and resting her small head on his shoulder:
“Iggy, you’ve already done enough to protect me. Moreover, your progress is already very fast. Compared to me back then, you’re not much different.”
Iggy knew the girl was comforting him. He held her small hand, a smile on his face, and nodded towards her.
“Hmph, hmph.”
Seeing the young man nod, a gentle smile bloomed on Verafia’s snow-white pretty face. She pursed her lips and smiled lightly, her golden eyes tilting playfully as she tilted her head again:
“However, about the Saint Rank that Iggy mentioned… Hmm, although it’s not the same for everyone to reach the realm of the Saint Rank, I myself saw a hint in the Elf’s Secret Realm, which allowed me to successfully reach the Saint Rank.”
Iggy listened to the girl’s voice.
Beside Verafia, despite the teachings of Marquis Mays and Vicena, and even Lancaster, Iggy was still very far from the peak realm of the mortal world, the Saint Rank, but he was not unfamiliar with it.
Compared to other realms that involved breakthroughs in life levels and transformations in magic power, the Saint Rank, as Verafia said, was perceived and understood differently by everyone. Even the dedicated training of peerless powerhouses and being a peerless genius could not guarantee truly stepping into this realm.
Even in this era of flourishing magic and Dou Qi systems, the number of Saint Rank individuals in the entire Peka was no more than a hundred. Across the entire continent, even including the Church, elves, and orcs, it would not exceed a thousand.
One could imagine how difficult the birth of a Saint Rank individual would be… and their status. They were powerhouses at the peak of the secular world, and even the most ordinary Saint-level individual was respected by the most powerful kingdoms.
As if sensing his thoughts, Verafia gently held his palm, blinked her large golden eyes, and changed the subject, saying with full confidence:
“Well… although reaching the Saint Rank is a bit troublesome for you humans, don’t you still have me!”
“Iggy, you know, this young lady was once the most powerful swordsman, and now she’s a Goddess. With me by your side, there will definitely be no problem… At worst, I can directly impart my insights into flames to you as a Goddess!”
Legends said that in ancient times, the deities residing in the heavens could bestow the control of their authority upon their close servants, allowing them to break through shackles and receive divine enlightenment, thus becoming extraordinary.
Of course, such actions, even for high and mighty deities, would cause some depletion. Therefore, even during the Ancient Era governed by the gods, mortals who received divine favor were rare.
For deities, beings like angels and elves, who were creations of their authority, were sufficient to serve as attendants. Moreover, among the vast number of believers, there would naturally be people with exceptional talent. Why would they needlessly deplete their own power to bestow it upon mere mortals?
However, Iggy naturally knew that the girl before him was willing to bestow her divine blood, and even the origin of blazing flames, upon him, so why would she be stingy with divine enlightenment?
Looking at the girl slightly puffing out her small chest, her golden eyes filled with expectation, Iggy smiled, gently pulled the girl into his embrace, and caressed her golden beautiful hair.
This was Verafia’s genuine and warm concern for him, yet it was also cautious, not wanting to damage his self-esteem. Yes, she, as a Goddess Princess, liked him…
Iggy thought to himself. A smile bloomed at the corners of his mouth, and he gently kissed the girl’s smooth, jade-like forehead:
“Mhm. But I can’t let this Young Lady work alone… Perhaps I’ll be able to break through to the Saint Rank before Veer defeats her.”
The realm of the Saint Rank… was not his goal. He simply wanted to possess the strength to protect the girl.
This was a vow he had made more than once.
But even now, Iggy knew in his heart that most of his strength still came from the girl’s bestowal, and he relied on her protection. With such a self, what right did he have to make such a vow?
The beautiful girl in the ornate dress, leaning so intimately against the young man, her soft words of comfort, caused many onlookers who were marveling at the white-dressed girl’s beauty but still clinging to the hope of their relationship to let out heartbroken sighs.
Amidst the crowd, jealous gazes fell undisguised upon the young man who possessed such a treasure.
However, Iggy paid no attention to them at all.
He gently squeezed the girl’s small hand, and in his mind, the scene that echoed was the vision he had seen in a dream, the scene shrouded in darkness.
This was his vow.
…
Feeling the burning and hot touch of Iggy on her forehead, a blush spread across Verafia’s snow-white face.
“This guy, why is he so emotionally invested and kissed this young lady directly…”
Originally, she was just explaining to Verafia. Verafia hadn’t expected what Iggy was thinking, and how his thoughts would lead to linking it with his strength, and then looking so self-reproachful and self-hating.
Moreover, she just wanted to be an understanding and good girlfriend…
“And in front of so many people,呜…”
Feeling her cheeks grow hot, Verafia wished she could bury her head in the young man’s embrace. However, her small hands couldn’t help but wrap around his waist, drawing her delicate body entirely into Iggy’s arms, and feeling his body heat through the silk cloth of her dress.
Until the long kiss subsided.
Verafia carefully raised her face, still tinged with a blush, and saw the deep affection in the young man’s clear blue eyes as he looked at her, as well as responsibility, protection, and many other emotions she couldn’t quite decipher.
“This guy, is he taking this young lady for granted? This guy… But just now, Iggy, what exactly was he thinking? He’s usually so steady, why was he so distressed, all because he wanted to protect me…”
Verafia lowered her small face, feeling a mix of shyness and anger, and thought curiously.
She knew, of course, that if she asked directly, she wouldn’t get an answer. So, she shyly tugged on his arm with her small hand, raised her golden eyes filled with shyness, and chided him lightly:
“Idiot Iggy, why did you suddenly do that just now… There are so many people around, and Little Fei is right here!”
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I found that the plot is a bit difficult to connect.
