People are at the border, but they become the incarnation of the sun

What's more, Roderica is also a Faded One, and this is something she needs to face, whether she has the will to fight or not.

However, when he was about to get up and leave, Rodlika suddenly called him.

"Wait a minute, I have a favor to ask of you..."

"Would you please take the child with you on the trip?"

"It's too pitiful for her to accompany such a coward like me....and she seems to like you very much. I think the child will be very happy too."

Roderica held an ash in her hand and handed it to him as far as possible. As a person with the law of the sun, he could feel the soul contained in it.

That's a soul jellyfish.

It’s definitely Krala, the cute jellyfish girl.

Looking at Rodlika's pleading look, he chose to accept the ashes.

"Thank you, Roderica."

"No, you're welcome. This is the child's choice..."

Rodlika shook her head, but the next second she felt warmth coming from above her head.

Reinhardt was stroking her little head. This time her barrier did not reject him. Perhaps she had already felt Reinhardt's kindness in her heart.

But in Reinhardt's eyes, the option of pressing F and breaking his neck seemed to appear...

Sure enough, I shouldn’t have played so many games in my previous life. Where did all these fancy things come from?

"Then please take care of yourself."

"If you plan to go to Stonewell City, please tell everyone who has become a chrysalis:"

"I love you guys. I'm still scared, but sooner or later I'll become just like everyone else."

"...I'm finally less afraid of pain."

This child, it turns out he has a mental problem and is becoming increasingly abnormal...

147. The embrace of wood and strange sheep? (4.1K)

That night.

The light of the golden tree has faded, and the border area has fallen into darkness.

As it was getting late, Reinhardt chose to stay in Storm Hill for one night, sitting in front of the blessing outside the dilapidated house and yawning.

The strong wind was whistling in his ears, and in the wind that was almost strong enough to blow away an ordinary person, Reinhardt sat there standing firm.

Listen to the whispers on the wind.

He was not very interested in the night attack on Stonewell City. If it was a night attack on a girl, he could consider it, but forget about that guy Greg.

He prefers to meet men head-on and let them have sex with him.

As for Roderica, she was still sitting beside the old wooden barrel, motionless.

He didn't bother her, nor did he try to persuade her.

As mentioned before, if Roderica wants to get out of the shadows, she can only rely on herself, or perhaps she can rely on her past partners?

Anyway, he couldn't help.

Therefore, it is better to use the blessed light to observe the distant scenery, listen to the wind singing, listen to the music in the brothel, arrange flowers and play with jade...

I really miss Marika.

Although she is a juicer, she is really fascinating. The most important thing is that she is the god of the golden tree and the wife of King Elden.

As he gazed at the blessing that flickered like a flame, remembering the deceased Marika, a few light blue particles gradually gathered around him.

"It's rare that you would choose to show up on your own initiative."

"You clearly didn't come out no matter how I called you before. Are you jealous because you saw Rodlika complaining to me?"

"..."

He was still so frivolous when he spoke, teasing the little wooden man who was always silent, but Melina ignored his teasing words.

"...You should be able to see where that cluster of golden light is pointing, right?"

Her tone was different from before. Although it was still calm, it didn't seem so peaceful and seemed a little more serious.

"Ah, yes, I can see."

Reinhardt put away his playful thoughts, followed the golden light emitted by the blessing, looked towards the cliff city surrounded by the storm, and nodded.

"That small cluster of golden light is a blessing from the Golden Tree. It is said that in the past, this golden light was lost from the eyes of you who have faded, but now it has reappeared to guide you."

"Similarly, that is also the guidance of blessing—the light that leads to the mission."

Indeed, as Melina said, he was not the only one being guided, many other faded ones were also being guided.

But those people either died on the road of guidance and blessing as White Masked Van Lei said, or retreated halfway.

Or maybe they choose to live in a remote corner after achieving success, planning their grand plans.

But Melina's look towards Ci Fu revealed a complex emotion.

Although it flashed by, he just happened to catch it.

"However, the challenge you face this time is not small. The direction of blessing guidance is—

There is a demigod there, one of the demigods who possessed the broken part of the Elden Ring when it was shattered..."

"Well, I know that."

He interrupted Melina before she could finish.

"Little Roderica had already said it was Greg, one of the demigods. However, he's a low-ranking demigod, with only a quarter of Marika's blood flowing in his veins. He's the weakest of all the demigods..."

Having said that, he turned his head to look at Melina and continued, "But don't worry, just like the deal we made before, I will take you to the Yatan Plateau no matter what. People like Greg are not worthy of stopping me."

"This is my promise, Reinhardt, sworn by the honor of Kalia."

"Thank you. I hope you can always maintain this mentality and eventually become the King of Elden."

"Well, I will."

He nodded heavily.

Although he had no intention of becoming king, and was not even interested in that position, agreeing to Melina didn't seem to be a big deal and wouldn't cost him anything.

However, when his eyes turned to Melina, an imperceptible smirk appeared on his face.

Melina suddenly started and frowned slightly.

For some reason, I had a bad feeling in my heart, as if I was being watched by some kind of existence.

"But before I challenge Greg, could you please give me a hug as encouragement?"

Reinhardt suddenly said.

"After all, Greg is a demigod no matter what. Without a warm hug, I'm afraid I won't be able to exert any strength."

The excuse he gave was quite lame.

Even Melina couldn't help but slowly type a question mark, feeling a little hesitant.

What kind of strength will this outstanding warrior, who was able to kill so happily in Weeping Peninsula and Storm Pass, exert when facing a powerful enemy?

But after a moment of silence, the girl gave her answer.

"...if that's what you expect."

"Thank you, Miss Melina."

After he thanked her, Melina stood up, slowly opened her robe and hugged him in her arms.

I didn't expect him to be so proactive.

Reinhardt was a little surprised.

But his body was very honest. He leaned lightly on Melina's chest, and his hands subconsciously hugged her waist.

Feeling the touch on her waist, Melina shuddered suddenly, her body trembled slightly and her muscles tensed, as if she was not used to this kind of contact.

However, after feeling the familiar yet unfamiliar warmth emanating from the other person's body, Melina's body slowly relaxed again.

The soft breath penetrated her clothes and gently patted her body.

It is really warm, just like soaking in hot spring water, being gradually wrapped by the unique temperature, invading every corner, and immersing yourself in it involuntarily.

As Melina felt the warmth, Reinhardt also felt her.

Fragrant, soft, as if boneless, like warm and soft jade.

It seems like it will break if you apply a little force.

It's really hard to imagine that this is a ghost body.

Although he looks ordinary on the surface, he is actually very talented. He is worthy of being the backup left by Marika and the last offspring she gave birth to.

Unfortunately, he didn't feel any heartbeat in Melina's body, which was the only flaw.

I always feel like something is missing.

To be honest, he didn't expect Melina to agree so readily. He originally thought she would be rejected, so he was mentally prepared.

However, he has been coveting this condition for a long time.

You could even say you started salivating while playing the game.

In the game, Melina doesn't appear often. In order to get Melina to talk to him for a few more words, he searched all the churches in the border area.

He just wanted her to stay with him for a few more seconds.

But at the last moment, Melina ignored his thoughts and threw herself into the cauldron, using herself as a flame to ignite the ashes and burn the golden tree.

In order to change Melina's ending, he chose to continue fighting in the second round.

But nothing has changed.

Now, Melina, a living person...oh no, a living ghost, is right in front of him. How can he give up?

So, from the very beginning he put forward many additional conditions for this piece of wood.

Now, the reason for such a hug has been raised again.

He'd been working tirelessly on the computer for her, so having a child... no, just hugging her wouldn't be too much, right?!

Perhaps, other people would call him shameless or something like that when they saw him behaving like this.

But what’s the point of pretending to be a gentleman?

If you like someone, you like them; if you love someone deeply, you love them deeply; if you are greedy for someone’s body, then you are greedy for their body. Isn’t it good to face your own heart honestly?

The conclusion he came to after experiencing life and death——

Pretending to be a gentleman and reserved, in the end you can't even get a wife.

It is better to face your own heart honestly and be thick-skinned, just like now, and you may even be able to hug the little wood that you have been longing for for a long time.

Isn't it fragrant?

He couldn't wait to rub Melina into his body...

Oh, by the way, this wood is usually attached to his body, so it’s okay.

However, at this moment, a blush gradually appeared on Melina's fair face, and her charming face was as red as the fragrant clouds on the horizon of the Yatan Plateau.

Although rare, it is particularly moving and unforgettable.

...so warm....

An inexplicable sense of security suddenly filled her heart.

She didn't know how long it had been since she had felt this long-lost sense of security...

I don’t know why, but I feel like there’s something extra in my heart, and it feels weird.

I can't wait to escape from here now.

This feeling happened only once, and I was still a soul, so I shouldn't have been able to feel this change.

But it seems...