I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 599

Chapter 57 Monologue Under the Moonlight
Igullet knew he had spoken out of turn. The joy that had filled the girl’s golden eyes moments ago had dimmed in front of him.
The young man wished he could slap himself.
Herafir, the God-King of blazing flames from before the ancient times… was indeed awakening within the girl’s flame. Ever since Lichen’s escape, the girl he cherished, who was once bright and glorious, had become despondent and dispirited because of this name, which even made him feel pained.
But why did he have to mention her name?
Igullet was flustered, and he stood up, “Veer…”
Suddenly, a delicate hand, as tender as jade, gently grasped the young man’s wrist. Igullet was stunned and was gently pulled back to sit by the girl’s side.
Igullet’s lips moved, and suddenly, the girl raised her small face. The dimness in her golden eyes seemed to disappear as if it were an illusion, and a gentle smile appeared on her exquisitely beautiful face.
The girl tilted her head and raised her golden eyes coquettishly, “You said Herafir… Mmm, although I am not her, I know what Herafir has been through.”
“Although Herafir is the God-King of the world’s first flame, her divine court is on the Agrand continent, and she has no contact with this continent at all… let alone being the ‘Fire Saint’ they worship.”
“Is that so? But, Herafir…” The young man’s eyes showed worry and guilt.
“Pfft. You’re worried about me, aren’t you?”
Verafia gently curled her lips and chuckled like a silver bell, “Mmm, Herafir… well, she’s my sister. She’s a deity who died a long time ago, and it’s not that simple for her to revive…”
She gently pulled up the silk sleeve of her dress. Igullet’s gaze was momentarily stunned. Beneath the pure white silk, the lines of the girl’s wrist were slender and beautiful. Her tender skin, as bright as lustrous snow, reflected the moonlight, making it look like precious brocade, even more flawless and alluring.
However, Igullet knew that the girl wasn’t deliberately showing off her beauty. He slightly lowered his head, and on the girl’s jade wrist, like a treasure, a hint of crimson as enchanting as a rose could be faintly seen beneath her snow-white skin.
Verafia gently shook her wrist, her melodious voice like silver bells, accompanied by her gentle smile, said:
“This crimson color is Herafir’s will, but for her to fully revive, she at least needs to completely erode me. With just this little bit, she’s still far from it… It will take at least three or four more years.”
Igullet’s fingers tightened slightly. His gaze flickered as he looked at the moving smile blooming on the girl’s snow-white face. Suddenly, his fingers trembled, and the girl’s smooth and soft little hand clasped his, her little head resting gently on his shoulder.
A few strands of hair, like silk, gently fell down. As if feeling the girl’s refreshing fragrance and her moist body temperature, Igullet wanted to reach out and touch those smooth golden strands. He couldn’t help but turn his gaze sideways, catching sight of the girl’s smiling face with a gentle, light smile.
“So, right now, there’s no need to think about such unpleasant things. Mmm, I’ve also seriously thought about it… Before, I was so down, it would definitely make you unhappy too…”
“Veer, how could that be…”
Soft fingertips gently sealed his lips. Igullet was stunned for a moment; the girl’s delicate skin seemed to exude a hint of sweetness.
The girl’s gorgeous golden eyes were like the most dazzling and magnificent colors in the world, yet they were rendered cheerful by her light mood, curved into a moving arc, like a magnificent golden moon. She said softly:
“But after I thought about it, I realized it’s not a big deal at all… As long as I’m by your side, holding your hand while shopping, playing with you, or just sitting by your side like this, I feel very happy and sweet.”
Her voice, as gentle as a nightingale’s whisper, was adorned with soft moonlight, shimmering like beautiful gems under the light of the crystal lamp.
The girl’s face was half-turned, bathed in the tranquil moonlight, making her appear serene and picturesque. She suddenly lowered her cheeks slightly, her long, dense, exquisite eyelashes partially obscuring her golden eyes.
“Mmm, I cherish the time spent with you, but I am your girlfriend… although I’m a very incompetent girlfriend. As lovers, I’ve thought about doing things that a future wife should do, but I always lack the ability…”
“Like that time I tried to cook for you, and I messed up everything…”
Igullet recalled the scene the girl mentioned. It was during their escape in Peka, when he seemed to be going to a village to exchange necessary supplies.
At that time, the girl, who was much weaker than she was now, forced herself to overcome her illness and, with Ophi’s help, personally used her pure white little hands to make dinner for him…
However, when he returned, the two girls, who clearly had no cooking experience, had produced a pot of pitch-black, unrecognizable ingredients and grilled meat that had almost turned into charcoal.
Well, even Lord Lothel and the noble Goddess Princess had things they couldn’t do.
Igullet still remembered the scene where he had to force himself to eat it, suppressing his fear… Recalling it now, it seemed his acting wasn’t very good, and the girl had looked reluctant to watch, with an expression of guilt and sadness…
The past events surfaced in his mind, and a smile played on his lips. He gently stroked the girl’s delicate hair, rested her little head on his shoulder, and gazed at her tender and flawless face:
“Veer is my Young Lady. From now on, I should be the one taking care of Veer.”
“Pfft, I knew you’d say that, you’re complaining that what I made wasn’t tasty.” She pouted and smiled.
The girl’s suddenly much lighter voice and the brilliant smile that suddenly bloomed on her face made Igullet feel a little embarrassed. He was about to scratch his head when he was suddenly met by the girl’s scorching golden eyes.
“But it’s not just about being a Young Lady… As your girlfriend, I don’t want you to just be considerate of me. Even if I can’t do much, I still want to make Igullet happy.”
“Veer…”
“So, Igullet, you don’t need to worry about me. Even if I get down sometimes, I’m still happy to be by your side…”
Verafia noticed Igullet’s face showing a hint of a smile again and said, “Hey, Igullet, are you still thinking about Herafir?”
Igullet hesitated for a moment before nodding.
“Tch, always thinking about other women. I’ll get jealous,”
The girl pouted playfully, puffing out her snow-white cheeks. Her gorgeous golden eyes suddenly blinked coquettishly, “I told you, don’t think about her, at least not for now… I don’t want our time together to be disturbed by her.”
“If she were about to truly revive, I would at least have some sense of it, and I wouldn’t be calmly talking to you like this…”
She tilted her head again and suddenly lifted her small face, propping her chin with her little hand, pretending to be serious:
“Well, at that time, my sister would definitely not like you, a mere human… I definitely wouldn’t be able to compete with her, and perhaps, you’d be burned to death by her before I could.”