Collapse, crossing Otto, the road to becoming a god

If he gave up on her again, a voice said in her ear, she would have nothing...

The two hugged each other for a long time before Cecilia reluctantly stepped back. Her fair face was flushed and she looked at Otto with dependence in her eyes.

Her pupils are bright and translucent, with a slight sense of vulnerability, which makes people feel a desire to protect her from the bottom of their hearts.

The woman's warmth still remained on his neck, and his heart, which had always been calm, was a little fierce. Otto laughed for a moment, nodded to Cecilia, pointed to the white porcelain altar in the kitchen, and turned around to walk away.

Cecilia did not leave, leaning against the glass door of the kitchen, looking at the busy figure in the kitchen.

When did she have such unbridled power?

The woman still remembered that Otto had acted in a joking manner most of the time, treating her as a tool in his words, and from time to time emphasized that she should pay attention to her identity, and only did so during the annual outing. It will appear affable and make her addicted.

Indifference or disguise?

Tool or relative?

Young Cecilia had been thinking about this problem, but until much later, there was no result.

It wasn't until Otto came out sighing in the Siberian snowfield that Cecilia suddenly realized that she (consciously) understood the other person's hidden care.

He should still care about her, how could he not have any feelings when he was raised since childhood.

It's just that in normal times, as the Bishop of Destiny, he hides it in his heart.

After all, she was a Valkyrie, a saint who dedicated her life to the world. Being in close contact with her would only affect his judgment as a bishop and his future state of mind after her sacrifice.

To be extremely strong is to be humiliated, and to be deeply affectionate is to die for one's life, nothing more than that.

But at the critical moment, this annual brother relented and quietly prepared a substitute body for her.

It's a pity that this is the last time that his intentions are revealed... No matter how much human power exceeds its limit, how can it reverse this terminal and desperate situation from the gods...

Cecilia thought so, but she didn't know that the man and she would lift the white flower from the black abyss, pull her out of her destined fate, and forcefully carve out a way to survive in a chess game of certain death.

If he wants to, then he can.

This is the evaluation of the elder brother in Valkyrie.

Cecilia firmly believed this, but she did not expect that she would be so favored by him.

However, in fact, the other party not only gave her this precious "willingness", but also proved their evaluation with practical actions.

But Cecilia didn't think it would be easy.

She didn't know how he did it, but she knew very well that no matter how powerful Otto was, he could still regain his life under the Honkai fission bomb and lost a lot of blood due to driving the Black Abyss White Flower Zero Rated Power. The body was restored to its original state. Cecilia Shaniat was able to perform these unheard-of miracles. The man must have paid a high price.

Moreover, Onii-sama has done more than that.

Not to mention anything else, just the fact that he took care of his daughter for many years after that guy was so unreliable that he took an eight-year-old child to seek destiny, was enough to make her, who respected Otto from her blood, shed tears of gratitude to her brother.

After she revived, Otto seemed to want to give her all the emotions he had accumulated over the past ten years. He was extremely gentle and doting on Cecilia.

I dropped everything to travel with her, held birthdays for her and her daughter, and took care of her meticulously when she lost her memory...

These happy and warm things made her obey Otto from the bottom of her heart more than ever.

And the majesty of the Honkai energy fission bomb and the Skyfire Holy Judgment gave her an indescribable affection in addition to respect.

The fantasy of youth is in full bloom again.

Cecilia knew clearly that the two life-saving graces had left an eternal mark on her heart, so that no matter what she encountered in the future, the first thing she would think of would be Brother Otto's interests.

Even if it goes against her own ideals, even if it goes against everything in her heart, she will try her best to stand in front of Otto Apocalypse and be the white flower of the black abyss that opens the way for him to move forward.

At most, he would die quietly later out of despair, without violating His will at all.

Because this life was given by him.

Although the man kept telling her that she must learn to live "selfishly", Cecilia has been dyed with the color named Otto from the bottom of her heart, and there is nothing else left in this life.

Youlandel may be slightly comparable to him emotionally, but that is the love for her daughter, and for him, it is complete submission.

She belongs to him.

Cecilia Shaniat, of Otto Apokalis.

From now on, the rest of my life will remain unchanged.

"Fu Hua told me that in China, chicken soup always symbolizes warmth,"

The man's voice rang in her ears, and before she knew it, Otto had prepared everything and took her wrist.

"Drinking a bowl of chicken soup in the winter will make you feel refreshed."

He took Cecilia's wrist, which was like frost and snow, and walked to the table to sit down, then carefully brought the steaming soup in front of the woman.She bowed her head obediently and drank in cooperation.

"Wait a minute - the soup is just ready!"

"Well--"

It's obviously too late.Before Otto's voice fell, Cecilia had already swallowed a mouthful of soup. Suddenly, the woman was so burned that she raised her head, mist rose in her eyes, her lips opened and closed, and she looked at him with a look of grievance.

"You need to be so urgent."

The blond man scolded slightly and walked over to Cecilia.

"Open your mouth."

The woman opened her lips in cooperation, revealing a set of white and neat teeth. Hot mist rose from her tongue, mixed with the fragrance of chicken soup.

Otto tapped Cecilia's lips, and a small piece of ice condensed in the woman's mouth.

"Hold it. I'll help you cool down the soup."

The woman nodded sheepishly, pursed her lips, and moved her tongue forward subconsciously - when she realized what she was doing, the redness of drunkenness quietly dissipated on her fair face.

When the ice between Cecilia's teeth melted, Otto's cooling work was also completed.

"Don't be too hasty, there's chicken below." The man lifted Cecilia's hair from her forehead and pushed the chicken soup to her.

"Ah."

Cecilia tasted it in small bites. The chicken was soft and fall off the bones, and the chestnuts and yams melted in her mouth. A touch of warmth melted on the tip of her tongue, making the woman narrow her eyes in comfort.

"How about it?"

When she raised her head, the blond man next to her had just finished drinking and asked casually.

"It's delicious," Cecilia replied. "It's full of flavor and color."

Otto was startled for a moment: "Wait a minute... everything is beautiful, delicious and delicious???"

"Yes, I like it very much, thank you, brother."

"……Really?"

Cecilia saw a flash of ecstasy flash in those gentle eyebrows, and then stared straight at her.

"Uh..." The silver-haired woman looked a little shy, "It seems so..."

"That's great - you actually regained your sense of taste," Otto said with a cheerful voice as he cleared the table, "I'm so awesome."

As he spoke, he lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, preventing Cecilia from seeing his eyes.

Yeah, he's really awesome.

Otto remembered that the side effect of the God-killing blood was the loss of taste.

It seems that he has solved this problem.

But then the question arises: Who solved it?The original Otto?So why didn't he help Cecilia regain her sense of taste earlier?

Moreover, if he solved it, why didn't Tianming have any relevant records?

Ah.

It seems that his golden finger caused not only the return of the dead, but also the ripples of butterflies...

The blond man walked back to the kitchen with dark eyes and tapped the porcelain altar with his fingers.

He had been getting along with Cecilia for a while, but it was only now that he discovered that her sense of taste had recovered.

If there were no twists and turns in this, he would eat the jar in his hand.

"Ah?—ah!"

Cecilia was reminded by Otto of her past hidden illness.

But it seems that since she woke up, her whole body has returned to its best state - oh, no, not the best, but the most ideal state, and even her taste has returned to normal.

You are so considerate... You are worthy of being my elder brother!

Cecilia's eyebrows were curved, and she raised the seductive curve at the corner of her mouth.

"If I had known better, I would have cooked more dishes,"

Otto's voice came from the kitchen, accompanied by the sound of running water rinsing dishes.

"I'm not sure about what I'm doing. It's night again, so I just made soup this time."

“Even if you don’t have a sense of taste, the warm soup can always convey the maker’s intentions to the diner - ha, you can also think of this as the excuse I’m looking for for my poor cooking skills. After all, this is my first time trying it. Chinese cuisine.”

"It's really delicious - thank you, brother."

"Is there anything I can thank you for?"

The man cleared everything away, wiped his hands, and tapped Cecilia's forehead gently.

"I'm telling you this not to ask you for any reward, but to say, Cecilia, no matter how much you gain or lose, no matter how many ups and downs you have, you deserve to be protected."

"There will always be someone willing to protect you."

"Not necessarily..."

Cecilia's eyes dimmed as she thought of Siegfried and Theresa's angry looks.

Just an hour ago, she was almost swallowed up by the sky fire, but it was not from the Honkai who she had been fighting with for her whole life, but from the person who should have been scolded by her.

He charged at her with boundless heavenly fire and fury, as if they were sworn enemies.

"Theresa - don't worry, my good granddaughter can't refuse you. You are a special attack for her," Otto said, "Sooner or later she will find you to reconcile - of course, there is no point of dispute. .As for Siegfried - tsk tsk,"

The blond man paused, unable to hide his coldness towards him in his tone.

"I have informed the Kaslana family that I will terminate your relationship with her."

"But brother," a warm current flashed through Cecilia's heart, but she still analyzed, "if Mr. Kaslana realizes that I am a real person and not a clone, he will definitely return to his destiny. In that case, you will have more A great war force..."