Huh? Are they all real?...

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Rather than saying she was holding Moen tightly, it's more accurate to say she was holding him tightly.

Her hands, locked around Moen, dared not loosen for a moment, for she had completely surrendered to this wonderful warmth. She was afraid that she might accidentally let it slip away from her again.

He looked at Seresera, who was crying and laughing in his arms.

Moen instinctively hugged her, and after a moment of silence, he leaned his head against hers and said:

"I'm back, Seresera!"

"Yes, yes, I know, I know, you're back. By the Primordial Beginning, He really sent you back!"

Faced with Seresera's outburst, Moen found himself at a loss for words.

Especially after Celestella confirmed that the warmth was in her hands, she raised her head, her tear-streaked face smiling, and said:

"I've really waited until now!"

Please be patient.

This was the last thing Moen said to Ceresella before he left, as a tribute.

Moen knew this was her grand farewell, so he would never come back, and therefore she would definitely lose herself.

In order to satisfy that damned tribute, and also to prevent her from doing anything foolish.

Moen had cast a terrible curse on her.

This has tormented her to this day.

Seresera didn't reveal anything else.

But Moen knew exactly what Ceresella, who had been waiting for him ever since then, was enduring.

He gave a girl too much love, and then cruelly took it all away.

Therefore, Ceresera's words almost pierced through Moen.

Moen's emotions were accurately captured by the girl in his arms.

Just like when she discovered his true nature back then.

"What's wrong? Are you unhappy? We've finally reunited!"

Her palm was already caressing Moen's cheek, cool yet carrying a tenderness that Moen cherished dearly.

"No, it's nothing, I'm very happy."

It was at this time that the Twilight People, who had fallen far behind the Queen, finally caught up.

I saw God and King embracing each other.

They all wisely stopped where they were and remained silent.

They simply watched over the two supreme beings in silence.

Noticing the Queen's gaze behind him, he finally snapped out of his daze and looked down at his feet.

The emerald green skirt was completely stained black by the mud.

Moreover, she felt shy leaning against Moen's chest under the gaze of so many people.

She was the one who guarded this place during the time Moen was away.

So almost everyone here grew up under her watchful eye.

Nowadays

Feeling embarrassed to continue facing the people of Twilight, yet unwilling to leave the warmth of Ceresera, she could only bury her face directly in Moen's chest.

It seems that if you can't see it, there's no problem.

Seeing this, the people of Dusk understood and, amidst light laughter, made way for the lakeside mansion.

They all knelt down to worship the return of the Supreme One.

Looking at the people of Twilight who had made way for him, and then at Seresera hiding in his arms.

Moen could only prioritize Cerecel's feelings.

Amidst Seresera's gasp, Moen swept her up in his arms.

He carried her in a perfect princess carry and walked towards the center of the lake.

People bowed their heads in even greater reverence.

The Queen looked forward to this day.

They are too.

Seresera let out a small gasp but made no other move, which only made her face turn even redder.

But she was even more reluctant to leave this increasingly warm embrace.

So she remained obediently nestled in Moen's arms, letting him carry her back to the center of the lake.

When she finally returned to her own little home, she disappeared from people's sight.

She was the one who reluctantly let Moen put her down.

"You can hug me a little longer, okay?"

Upon hearing this, she couldn't help but give Mo En a reproachful look.

"I'm not a child anymore! But wait for me, I'll be right back!"

Immediately, she ran towards the room behind her without even having time to change her skirt.

She should have brought it just now, but it really surprised her too much.

After a while.

She came running back with her hands behind her back.

Saw this scene.

How could Moen not know what she was up to?

So Moen waited there with a smile on his face.

We eagerly await Seresera's next move.

Ceresera, who had walked up to Moen, also smiled and extended her clasped hands with affection in her eyes.

"Guess which hand I have candy in?"

This is a reenactment of their first meeting. They met even earlier, but their understanding of each other was more important than their initial encounter.

With a knowing smile, Mo En raised his hand and grasped her right hand, just as he had done years before, and said:

"I guess it's this one."

The queen, who had been smiling all along, revealed a radiant smile at this moment that could outshine everything else:

"Guessed it right!"

In the Queen's outstretched palm lay a sugar cube wrapped in a snow-white sugar coating.

Moen picked it up, peeled it open, and put it in his mouth to savor it.

It tastes exactly the same as it did back then.

The delicious food almost made Moen cry.

But Moen held back; if he cried, Seresera would probably be even less able to control her emotions.

Today is a joyous day of reunion; we shouldn't all be crying.

"How about it?"

"Mmm, it's delicious, exactly the same as it was back then. Although..."

"Although what?"

Seresera tilted her head curiously. Doesn't it taste the same as it did back then?

"Although it still feels unreal, it all came so suddenly. Just a moment ago, I felt like I was so far away from you. But now, I'm back by your side!"

Ceresera gave a serene smile, then raised her hand and pulled Moen's neck towards her chest.

A moment later, Moen was pulled into Celesera's arms.

"I've been here the whole time!"

Moen, who was held in Ceresera's arms like a mother, visibly relaxed.

This pose is indeed the most relaxing one.

However, this relaxation lasted only a moment before Moen left her embrace.

Instead, he took her left hand, much to her confusion.

Her right hand once held the candy she had prepared for herself, but her left hand remained empty.

Chapter 377 You, are you the Holy Grail? (4k)

Seresera loved making him candy.

Although she had never eaten real candy before and the mountainous area was resource-scarce, no matter how hard she tried, she could only make a few pieces.

Even so, she will definitely try her best to scrape together two pieces.

She enjoyed the interaction of having Moen guess which hand she had hidden the candy in, which made her feel that their relationship was gradually getting closer.

But she was also afraid that Moen might have guessed wrong.

Therefore, she would definitely prepare two candies and place them in her two hands respectively.

This has never changed from the very beginning to the end.

The only thing that changed was that the game of guessing candy was originally meant to bring two people closer, but later it became just a memory.

So look at Seresera's empty left palm.

Moen silently lowered his head.

The autumn days he had captured and preserved in this lakeside mansion were changing for the first time.

The golden sunlight was gradually replaced by gray as the deity bowed his head.

The lakeside mansion, which always presented itself as warm and tranquil, became extremely cold and sorrowful at this moment.

This change made Seresera feel deeply uneasy, and she quickly raised her hand to touch Moen's cheek.

"What's wrong? Don't be like this, it'll make me sad!"

The feelings were genuine, and the touch remained gentle.

Moen was even certain that even if he suddenly killed her at that moment, she would only quietly fall into his arms, her face filled with confusion and sorrow, then stroke his cheek and say, "I won't be able to stay with you anymore, so take good care of yourself!"

Because that's Seresera.

But Moen, amidst his endless desolation, raised his head and looked at her, saying:

"You... are you the Holy Grail?"

The seemingly random sound echoed through the gradually fading mansion.

And then Moen spoke.

All the emotions on Seresera's face, such as worry and anxiety, vanished.

She is still herself, but she is no longer Morne's Celestella.

"How did you figure it out? This is a mistake that shouldn't have happened."

That voice was still so familiar to Moen.

But the monotone voice made Moen feel cold to the bone.

What was originally just a guess was now completely confirmed.

Not only because of her answer, but also because Moen had seen that emotionless tone and expression before.