Black-haired young man turned his face, his sapphire pupils held a hint of surprise, but a smile unconsciously curled the corners of his lips. He stood up, took the girl’s little hand, and said, “Is Veer saying…”
“Hmph! This young lady didn’t say anything!”
Verafia’s little face flushed with embarrassment. She bit her silver teeth, her long eyelashes slightly raised, and glaring at him fiercely with her big eyes, she quickly turned her little head away.
This blockhead, does this young lady have to take the initiative herself… No, this guy is pretending to be dense, and in reality, he’s trying to make fun of this young lady!
Verafia’s fingertips clenched slightly, she thought angrily. She tilted her head slightly and saw the curve of Ig’s lips, her delicate fingers twisted him hard on his body, and feeling ashamed, she stomped her little foot in her little boots in a huff at the young man.
The compartment within the Ferris wheel rose to the dome, swaying in the wind. Verafia’s feet stumbled, and with a whimper, she slid down. Ig’s arm reached out, supporting her slender waist at that moment, and drawing her petite body into his embrace.
Startled, Verafia lifted her little face, her gaze meeting Ig’s sapphire lake-like eyes and his slightly curved lips. Her face turned flustered, and she pushed him hard with her little hands, pouting her pretty lips and exclaiming:
“Idiot Ig, don’t hold me like that. This young lady is a Goddess Princess, how could she fall…”
The voice escaped her lips. Verafia found that even such a stubborn statement sounded exceptionally shameful. Her youthful little face seemed to be covered with a layer of fiery blush, she bit her pearly teeth on her thin lips, lowered her head, and squeezed her big eyes shut.
His palm touched the girl’s delicate and soft waist, outlining beautiful lines through touch. Ig gazed at the girl nestled in his embrace, her small face buried in embarrassment, and a smile couldn’t help but bloom on his lips.
The young girl nestled in his arms, a few strands of smooth, soft golden silk like translucent dawn light, overflowed from the silver hairpins, appearing even softer and more gorgeous in the scattered twilight. Ig’s heart was touched, and he gently stroked the girl’s lowered head with his outstretched right hand.
“What Veer said… Of course not.”
“Eh eh!”
Hearing Ig’s negative reply, Verafia’s heart hurried. She widened her eyes and quickly raised her head, seeing Ig’s eyes illuminated by the sunset, flowing with a gentle smile.
“I wouldn’t want a bride who is exactly like Veer either. Unless, she *is* Veer.”
Caressing the girl’s delicate golden silk, Ig’s half-smiling voice fell into the gaps between the gentle breeze and sunlight.
Ig guessed that it was probably just the little girl being too shy to admit it and acting spoiled. Still, he couldn’t help but recall when Verafia had used her divine power to create a Lumina identical to herself for the sword spirit of the End.
At that time, Ig had already known what he truly wanted.
Just the girl named Verafia, just that young lady who was always shyly pampered and pretended to be willful… Whether she was once a phoenix born from flame, a noble goddess representing life, or just an ordinary young girl, these were all unimportant.
“You! T-this young lady never said she’d marry you?”
Although she had already anticipated Ig’s answer in her heart, and was entangled with anticipation and anxiety, when she truly heard his answer, she still couldn’t help but blush. A beautiful blush crept from her tender face all the way to her jade-like earlobes.
“Even if, even if I were to be your bride, it couldn’t be now, let alone… children and such…”
Her little face flushed with shyness, a low voice whispered from her lips. Verafia’s gaze fell again on the black-haired young man holding her.
Several years had already passed since their first meeting. For Ig, who had already been promoted to Saint Rank, not much time had left its mark.
However, he was also changing. Verafia recalled the Ig of the past, who was still a boy with traces of childishness, his heart filled more with a boy’s caution and avoidance…
The Ig who appeared before her now, in Verafia’s eyes, besides his tolerance towards her, was more like a youth who had understood and shouldered his responsibilities. Although still reserved, he still gave her an uncontrollable sense of dependence.
Verafia recalled her travels with him and suddenly realized that this guy seemed to be persevering at all times, wanting to stand by her side and protect herself with his sword.
Her thoughts drifted for a moment. Noticing that her gaze had lingered on Ig for too long, her little face flushed. She struggled out of Ig’s embrace, stomped her little boots on the ground, and quickly turned her head to look aside.
Just then, the Ferris wheel ascended to its apex. Standing at the summit, Verafia gently touched the glass with her tender little hand, her gaze fixed on the distance. The twilight of dusk filled the entire Arnor Colon.
She felt as if she could touch the reverberation of the evening bell, the tranquility after the victory of war. Her pearly teeth suddenly bit her thin lips again, and a thread of worry couldn’t help but surface in her golden eyes.
Her small hand was suddenly gently held. Verafia turned her head and saw Ig approaching her side.
“Veer, are you thinking about Moon and Illitis?”
“En. Arnor Colon is a city we defended with great effort, otherwise, it would have fallen into Moon’s hands. But, it’s not just the holy city, but also more believers and lands that are shrouded under his Sacred Light.”
Verafia spoke softly, her gaze lifting towards the end of the sky dome, beyond the twilight of dusk, as if an endless darkness.
Her fingers clenched slightly within her dress fabric. “Moon, Andes said that his Holy Kingdom is not an illusion. I have also felt his Demonic Power, he has indeed usurped the authority of the God of Light. And there are Illitis and Filir, according to Misella, they have already defiled Peka.”
Ig gazed at the slightly trembling eyelashes on the girl’s gorgeous golden eyes, listening to her slightly worried voice, and simply held her soft little hand tightly.
“We have Veer. And the Queen and the Empire’s allied forces are also coming soon. Even if Moon and Illitis truly harbor any conspiracy, they won’t be able to stop this young lady.”
Ig didn’t try to dissuade her, but said with a smile.
He knew very well that the girl he held gently in his hands, as the Goddess of Life, although she always said she was selfish, she also understood her responsibilities in her heart.
That’s why she was willing to give up a life that could have enjoyed peace and returned to human territory.
This was something Ig understood the girl wanted to do, so, of course, he stood by her side without hesitation.
“It’s not just that. There’s also Herafir. She, she is my sister, but Ig also knows that Sister Herafir will also bring the twilight…”
Her fingertips clenched slightly, a conflicted color flashed in Verafia’s eyes. Her gaze suddenly fell on Ig’s face, and the color in her eyes darkened, and she lowered her little face like a child who had done something wrong.
“Ugh, I’m sorry. It’s just that today I just wanted to play with Ig, I shouldn’t have said such unhappy things…”
