Collapse, crossing Otto, the road to becoming a god

He needs to make himself more majestic in front of her and become the white moonlight that will linger in her life.

Moreover, he prefers to play bait and attack rather than take the initiative. Raising fish can better ensure that the pond will not be blown up.

Therefore, when Raiden Meiyi's little hand reached out to feed her, Otto just caught it honestly, and then his tongue passed by her slender body intentionally or unintentionally.

Although it was only a slight touch, the girl was startled. She retracted her fingers and stared at Otto like a frightened deer.

However, the blond man looked calm and chewed calmly, which made Mei Raiden feel a little self-doubt.

Was I just... too sensitive?

She thought about it, but Otto naturally wouldn't give her much time to react, and quickly swallowed:

"By the way, I think there is one more thing I need you to think about regarding this issue..."

He was fed another mouthful of apple by the girl, smacked his lips nostalgically, and then continued:

"Young little Mei, have you ever thought about whether you are too protective of the people in the base?"

1 Cecilia: Then I will squeeze him dry first

"I said it, Miss Theresa,"

Cecilia let out a long breath,

"I will not hand Xiaolin over to you."

It was late at night, and she crossed her arms across her chest, holding Himeko's terminal in one hand.

The owner of the terminal, Wuliangta Jizi, was standing in the distance, looking at the scene on her side with some anxiety, for fear that she would do something irrational.

After all, this was the first time the woman agreed to get through after hanging up.

However, Cecilia just looked at the night sky calmly, talking calmly to her former best friend, her clear beautiful eyes reflecting the stars.

"Do you know what you're doing Leah?"

Theresa's voice suppressed unknown anger,

"You are pushing your child, Kiana Kaslana, into the fire bed! That is the headquarters of Destiny, the prison that you and I wanted to escape from when we were little!"

"Yes, who doesn't feel that home is a prison when they are young and vigorous?"

Cecilia smiled with a nostalgic expression,

"There comes a time when everyone hates home and feels that home is a constraint——"

She sang like a song:

"We look forward to the shooting stars that are out of reach, and look forward to the unexpected smiles and tears, but of course we forget who it is, who has been silently guarding the place in the wind and rain."

"It's different!"

The girl on the other end of the phone retorted,

"This cannot be generalized at all! Tianming Headquarters, that cannot be called home at all!"

"...My old friend, maybe you don't regard Tianming Headquarters as where you belong now, but for me, that is,"

Cecilia was stunned for a moment, and her voice was a little colder.

“That place helped me find the direction of my life, gave me the strength to practice my ideals, and protected me as I moved forward.”

The tone of the white-haired woman was pious and serious:

"That's my home."

"...Okay, if you think it's your home, then take it as such,"

Theresa held her head tiredly,

"But what about Kiana? Do you really have the heart to let her accept the dark life at the Destiny Headquarters?

You yourself have said that you want to open a Saint Freya so that the Valkyries can love the world more truly.I came to buy St. Freya according to your wishes! "

"Yes, I did think so,"

Cecilia admitted,

"I want the Valkyrie to feel the beauty of the world first to strengthen her beliefs before fighting for it."

She paused, then shook her head:

"I was too young at that time, and I didn't know that all the gifts given by fate had already been marked in secret.

As someone with the holy blood of Shaniyat, I thought that it would not hurt to spend a short period of time enjoying the campus life of a mortal. I thought that I would just work hard and become stronger through hard work. "

Cecilia said, laughing out loud:

“At that time, I always had an inexplicable belief that the world was beautiful and fair, and that everyone was as talented as me.

It wasn't until Lord Otto guided me that I discovered that the word 'enjoy' was a subtle form of killing for the newborn Valkyrie.

Youth is the time of fastest progress, the golden age of memory and physical fitness.

At this time, if you don't try your best to exercise and instead use the so-called campus to 'warm' your soul - ah, this is simply a slow suicide for the Valkyrie who may step onto the battlefield at any time.

You and me in the past thought that St. Freya's campus life was happiness, but - gaining life growth, saving relatives and friends, and realizing self-worth, aren't these also a kind of happiness? "

The white-haired woman took a deep breath and concluded:

"My old friend, beauty does not require you to deliberately give up everything and find it in other people's lives. Being content with yourself where you should be is also a kind of tranquility that flows slowly over time."

"It turns out it was the fallacy that grandpa taught you!"

Theresa suddenly realized,

"I asked why it's so familiar - isn't this the rhetoric he used when painting a pie for Valkyrie?!"

"...Miss Teresa, I have to remind you that the fallacy in your words is a fact that cannot be falsified even with all the destiny of heaven and even all human technology."

Cecilia's voice deepened,

"The truth is not wrong, only the timing is wrong."

"If they are not gifted, adolescence is indeed the period of greatest progress for Valkyrie, and it is the cornerstone of their future.

Ordinary Valkyries do not have the blessing of holy blood like me, or extraordinary genes like you.

If you want to become a Valkyrie, if you want to protect yourself and the people you care about after becoming a Valkyrie, you can only wait for the flowers to bloom at an age when you should be wearing clothes and angry horses, and use your bleeding fingers to play the last song of the world. "

She raised her hand, and the black abyss and white flowers lay across her chest.

"We are Valkyries, soldiers standing before the end of the world - how could our youth be as beautiful as an ordinary academy?

No matter how hard and tired you are in Destiny's simulation room, you are just exhausted physically and mentally; when you get to the battlefield, you really have no choice but to give up and watch yourself or your friends being penetrated into the chest by Honkaimon's weapons.

If you don't endure hardships or try your best to control the power you can control, then when you step on the crumbling battlefield, you will cry, "I don't want to die, don't you want to leave?" "

The white-haired woman inserted the lance into the ground, her beautiful face showing a trace of sympathy and bitterness:

"It hurts? Training usually hurts, but being unable to do anything on the battlefield hurts even more."

"..."

There was silence on the other side of the phone, and Theresa pursed her lips. She wanted to refute, but she didn't know where to start.

"You mean, you want me to give up Saint Freya?"

The white-haired girl seemed confused and muttered to herself, but the next second she loudly retorted:

"Impossible! I can't give up my academy and my students! I will protect them!"

"Ah."

Cecilia, who had always been gentle, couldn't help rolling her eyes and laughing.

She recalled the report she saw when she was helping her brother handle the documents a few days ago, recommending that the student Wendy conduct an experiment on the desire for gems.

That's still an A-level Valkyrie.

Really...

"Oh, yes, I apologize to you, Miss Teresa, for instilling my values ​​in you,"

Cecilia's voice became lazy,

"So, do you want to say anything else? If there is nothing else, it is already night."

"Humph!"

Theresa's prepared retort was blocked by the white-haired woman's lazy words, and she was filled with anger that could not be vented. Finally, she snorted angrily and said loudly:

"I told you on the first phone call, what do I want to do! Only in St. Freya, Kiana can spend a beautiful period of youth like you imagined!"

"It's also a wasted time, for a Valkyrie who wants to fight for the good of the world."

The white-haired woman retorted nonchalantly.

"But as a bloodline of Kaslana,"

Teresa speaks clearly,

"She will definitely not miss any homework. When it's time to work hard, I will naturally urge her to work hard. I will never let her do it after failing the exam.

Let her grow up with a combination of work and rest, and have a youth with no regrets - isn't this great?

Don’t you want your daughter to live like an ordinary person?I remember clearly, you said this to me personally! "

"But can she really be ordinary?"

Cecilia looked into the distance, her beautiful eyes helpless and relieved,

"Can my child really live an ordinary life?

Even if Lord Otto didn't interfere in her life, wouldn't her sense of mission as a [Saint] urge her to go to the battlefield and confront the Herrschers who once destroyed a civilization? "

She exhaled,

"Of course I hope my children can grow up normally, but she, and they, will eventually shine brightly."

"But grandpa, he will use your child! He will definitely use Kiana and squeeze out every drop of benefit from her!"

"Then I'll drain him first."

"What?" The white-haired girl didn't hear clearly.