Chapter 55: An Encounter of Fate

The fragrance of flowers, which surrounds from all directions, seems to carry magical power, and even the most violent people will be redeemed in such an elegant fragrance.

At some point, Il felt his head resting on something warm and soft, more pleasant to the touch than any pillow, and he was willing to sleep like this forever.

The refreshing breeze brushed through his cheeks and gently roamed between his hair, and the feeling of being a child that had long been forgotten or never remembered came to the bottom of my heart, the feeling of my mother caressing my own hair.

"Mom."

Eir called softly, reaching out to grasp his mother's slender, soft palm.

Wait, there seems to be something wrong, and Il, who is gradually waking up from the haze, asks questions in his heart.

If my memory wasn't skewed, I would have been fighting the scorpion, and......

The memories of pain and fear were awakened again, causing Il to lose his sleepiness and sit up suddenly.

"It's great that you're finally awake."

A beautiful voice sounded like a wind chime, and the owner of the voice, the girl sitting sideways in front of Il, was looking at Il tenderly.

The moonlight cast from the shadows of the trees dimmed beside her, like a thin veil. With her long translucent white hair and flawless skin like first snow, her light blue eyes as bright as starlight, and her high nose and graceful lips, the girl's beauty has reached the point where it is a sin to look at her. More noble than any royal princess, she can almost only be described as a saint or a goddess.

"Good, beautiful!"

Il looked at the girl in a daze, and the fear and uneasiness in his heart were instantly soothed.

"Hee-hee, thank you for the compliment, if you can, can you please let go of my hand first?"

The girl said in a somewhat embarrassed voice, but she still had a sweet smile on her face.

It was then that Il realized that he had mistaken the girl for her mother in her dream, and that she was still holding the other person's hand tightly.

The girl wore an off-the-shoulder white dress, and the material used to make the dress was not the usual raw materials such as yarn or fabric, but some kind of white feathers that emitted a shimmering light, and from a distance the girl looked as if she was protected by white wings. The moonlight intertwined with the shimmer of the feathers, creating a wonderful halo, which was why the moonlight looked so hazy on her.

The girl leaned her back against the tree and stretched her slender legs flat.

Il's heart was about to explode as she felt her heart beat violently, and her cheeks burned like flames, could it be that I was lying on her lap just now?

Thinking of this, Il hurriedly let go of the girl's hand as if he had done something heinous, and retreated behind him at an incredible speed.

"Ah, yes, I'm sorry!"

"It's okay."

The girl stood up and combed her long hair with her slender fingers, which was disturbed by the wind, even if it was such an ordinary movement, it was suffocating gracefully in the girl's doing.

If the girl who has been watching, she can't help but worry about whether her worldly gaze will pollute the figure like a miracle, so Yir quickly lowered his head.

The clothes on his body were a little torn, which were the marks left by the battle with the scorpion, but the pain caused by the massive bleeding in his body after the broken ribs disappeared, and even the fatigue of overexerting mana could not be felt.

Il quickly confirmed his injuries, but he couldn't find any scars on his body, and if it weren't for the tattered clothes, Il would almost have thought that the fight with the scorpion was just a nightmare.

So, what's going on here?

Soon, Il's came up with a plausible explanation, which was that he was dead. And the girl in front of her is the goddess who guides the deceased to another world. This makes sense, because the girl's appearance is not something that humans can have, no matter how you look at it.

"Are you the goddess who has come to take my soul to heaven?"

Il, a little timidly, whispered to the girl to confirm.

"Poof!"

But the girl laughed.

"If you're going to Heaven, I think it's decades early, hee."

"Huh? Am I not dead yet? Then my injuries ......"

"You're seriously injured, but don't worry, we've healed you."

"Huh? So did you save me? Thank you so much, thank you. ”

As soon as he looked at the girl, Il would feel inexplicably nervous, and even begin to stutter when he spoke.

"If you want to thank you, you should thank the supreme god Chulonis, I just borrowed his divine power."

The girl clasped her hands together in front of her chest, like a devout believer, and her eyes were filled with happiness.

"That's a powerful god."

"It's great that you can feel the greatness of the Supreme God, and only those who follow in the footsteps of the Father can be truly happy."

The girl spun in circles, as if she was happy, and the feathered skirt bloomed like a flower in the forest at night, and her figure was as agile and beautiful as a pure white butterfly.

"And what about the scorpion?"

"Oh, you've already been punished if you're asking about that inferior creature."

The girl stopped spinning in circles, pointed somewhere behind her, and said in a flat tone without the slightest emotion. I don't know if it's an illusion, but I always feel that the girl's sweet smile suddenly disappeared at that moment, and was replaced by an indifferent expression as if I was used to seeing life and death.

Ilr looked in the direction the girl pointed, it should be the place where Ilr had fought the lion scorpion, but at this moment Ilr was not sure, because the terrain there had changed drastically. A crater shaped by the impact of a huge meteorite unfolded in front of him, with a radius of five hundred meters, and both the charred trees and the stone forest formed by Il's magic were gone.

In the center of the crater was a corpse of a scorpion that could barely be judged by its outline, and it was only then that Il realized that there was a strong smell of blood floating in the air around him, but it was only masked by the special scent of the girl's body.

"God the Father loves mankind deeply, so human beings are superior to all living beings in this world, and all life must be subject to human domination, only in this way can the world have true order. Attempts to harm human beings are never allowed, right? ”

As if asking, the girl looked at Il again, her angelic smile still gentle and sweet.

Although he felt that the girl's words were too extreme, in front of such a beautiful smile, Yier still nodded involuntarily.

"Hehe, you can understand that I am so moved, sure enough, it is not an accident that I will come here, but the arrangement of the supreme god, our acquaintance has long been predestined."

The girl walked slowly towards Il, and held out her hand to him.

"My name is Milisa."

"I, I'm Il-Nasdra, just call, call me Il."

Yi'er blushed, his heart was violently entangled, he had shaken the girl's hand without knowing it, and now that he had witnessed the girl's posture like a celestial, could an ordinary person like himself really hold such a holy hand?

As Il hesitated, Mirissa took another step forward and took the initiative to take Il's hand.

"Then we're friends, please take care of us."

Milisa's gentle smile seemed to tilt the whole world around.