Chapter 35: Divine War

Night, has come.

Makoto Ito strolls through the quiet streets, looking at the starry sky, nice night.

"It's almost time to go back, Lily should have a big meal ready for me." Makoto Ito, who had been out for a long time, looked at the beautiful sky, felt that the time was almost up, and prepared to return to Lukurazia Zola's residence.

"Whoever is where, come out for me." Makoto Ito was on his way to Lukurazia Zola's residence when he suddenly stopped. A feeling of being watched appeared in Ito Makoto's heart, obviously there was no one on the entire street, but Ito Makoto secretly felt that there was a threat on the lamppost in front of him.

"Oh, the concubine thinks it's well hidden, Campione, how did you find out?" The space froze, and when I heard Ito's question, a young figure appeared, standing on a lamppost, looking at Ito Makoto condescendingly and asked.

"Is it well hidden, I don't think. Akira, tell me about it. "Ito Makoto can feel something in a general place for two lifetimes, it's completely instinctive, Ito Makoto can't say to the gods that I just found you, and I don't know the reason or anything at all. It's so embarrassing.

Looking at the god of disobedience in front of him, Makoto Ito slowly lifted his spell. In the face of the gods, it is impossible to be too careful.

"The name of the concubine, Athena, I heard that this belongs to a Campione with a magic sword, is that you?" Athena, who was standing on a lamppost, asked.

"Athena?" Ito looked at the girl named Athena in front of him, about thirteen or fourteen years old, with a childish and angelic cute face. The long silver hair near the shoulders melted into the moon-like light, and the pupils were dark like night. She wears a thin sweater, a mini skirt, black over-the-knee stockings, and a blue knitted hat over her silver hair.

It's so cute.,If you fight with it.,I feel a little bit uneasy.,Ito Makoto's head is big.,As an otaku.,Cute is justice.,Cute is right.,In the face of such a cute silver-haired girl.,Ito Makoto, who has a little lolica control tendency, feels Alexander.。

What lolicon?,I'm Makoto Ito, I'm 12 years old.,Is it wrong to like cute girls.。 Lori control or something absolutely does not admit it.。

Two lifetimes add up to an uncle. Makoto Ito confessed.

"I'm not Salvatore Toni's sword maniac. Then Athena, I don't know what to do with it. Makoto Ito heard Athena's question, and looked at Athena in front of him with a slightly ugly face and responded. It seems to remember the scene when Salvatore Tony smiled and picked up the sword and slashed at it.

"Although the concubine now believes that the most important thing is to recover the snake, so there is no need to fight you, but if you want to, the concubine will definitely fight with all her might." Athena looked at Makoto Ito and said seriously.

"Don't you have the will to fight, then it goes against my aesthetics, next time, I have a better prey tonight." Makoto Ito looked at Athena and shook his head, saying. For a cute girl who has no will to fight, Ito Makoto feels a little overwhelmed, not to mention that there is a grand dinner party waiting for Ito Makoto in the evening. Does Makoto Ito have aesthetics, probably.

Of course, if Athena strikes first, Ito Makoto feels that Alexander will go all out, after all, there is only one life, and when the wish is not fulfilled, Ito Makoto still cherishes it.

"Prey, then the concubine is looking forward to meeting you again." Athena looked at Makoto Ito with a slightly displeased expression, as if she was very unhappy that Makoto Ito had described herself as a prey.

"I'm going back, I guess Lily is in a hurry." Makoto Ito looked at Athena's disappearing figure, put away the gathered mana, looked at the night sky, and said lightly.

Makoto Ito, who had not yet arrived at Lukurazia Zola's house after the meeting with Athena, suddenly looked up at the sky, and suddenly a huge dark cloud surged up in the sky, covering the entire sky, and a storm fell. Sardinia became a world of rain.

"Has it started, the actors haven't arrived, so the show will start, such a dinner, tsk." Makoto Ito bathed in the storm, feeling the power that overwhelmed the entire heaven and earth, and said calmly.

"Then I'm going to hurry up a little soon, Lily must be crying urgently," Ito Makoto felt the strong aura of gods in the sky, and thought that Liliana didn't wait for her worries, and felt a touch in her heart.

"Sure enough, I still don't like the rain." "Wind and rain or something, God, the pomp and circumstance of your appearance is too big." Slowly lifting the mana on his body, Makoto Ito walked towards the battlefield of the gods in his perception step by step.

Lucurazia Zola's house

After Makoto Ito left, Lucurazia Zola, Ariana, and Erica Blantry all breathed a sigh of relief, and the pressure brought by Makoto Ito was so great that they couldn't breathe.

The three of them breathed a sigh of relief, and watched Liliana happily prepare for today's dinner after hearing Makoto Ito's praise.

"Is this a girl in love?" Erica, who was lying on a sofa with a weak body, looked at Liliana's busy figure with a happy expression, and asked Lucurazia Zola, who was also lying down opposite.

"Don't ask me, I don't know what to say." Lukurazia Zola was resting on the sofa, she hadn't dressed so formally for a long time, and she touched the dress on her body Lukurazia Zora thought.

"Lady Lukurazia Zola, haven't you been in love? How could it be unclear. Erica heard Lucurazia Zola's answer, and asked again angrily

"If you want to know the answer, go and ask the person concerned, right in front of me, ask me what I am doing." Lukurazia Zola flipped over on the couch and pointed at Liliana's busy figure and said to Erica.

I don't know if Lu Dao was in love back then, so how do I answer. Lukurazia Zola thought

"I'll ask later." Erica looked at Liliana's busy figure with a happy expression and felt that it was a bit inappropriate to disturb Lily now.

"That's right." Lukurazia Zola finally found the most comfortable position to lie down, comfortably.

Time passed as the three of them watched Liliana prepare for the dinner. During this period, Ariana was enthusiastic to help, but Liliana refused, on the grounds that she hoped that what Makoto would eat was the result of her own efforts.

A few hours later, when the dinner party was almost ready, Erica Brontry and Lucurazia Zola finally relieved their stress, relieved their mood, and got up from the couch.

Looking at a large table full of dishes, looking at Liliana, who had packed everything and sat on the edge of the table waiting for Makoto Ito with a happy face, Erica felt a little strange in her heart.

"Lily, make so many dishes, are you done eating, it's just the five of us." Erica asked at Liliana. But it's all Chinese food, and Ito is not Japanese, so he should prepare Japanese food.

"It's okay, Makoto will eat it all, every time I cook something, Makoto will eat it all." I don't know what I remembered, Liliana giggled as she replied Erica.

"Oh, love is the most annoying." Seeing Liliana like this, Erica felt unhappy and began to read the love novel that Liliana secretly wrote.

"Hey, Erica Bluntree, how did you know about my novel?" Liliana said to Erica in surprise,

"Hey, Lily, how can you be so calm, plain, and not shy. wrote such a love novel, and it was also known by others. Seeing that Liliana did not show shy, worried, and uneasy expressions, Erica was surprised. Is this still the Lily I know? It can't be pretended.

"For what to be shy about, Makoto praised me for writing very well, and was ready to help me publish, and asked me to help Makoto write the script for the game anime. Makoto has a hobby of writing novels, but it's a big support. Said that this is the performance of a literary girl, the cutest, cute or something·········" Liliana said with a proud face, and her voice became lower as she spoke, and she didn't know what she remembered, and her face was flushed.

"Could it be that King Ito is so good to you?" Hearing that Liliana's mouth was full of King Ito, Erica was even more upset when she didn't know what was going on.

"This, that." Liliana heard Erica's words and played with her fingers flushed. Hey Lily, don't learn from Hinata Childta.

"Is this love?" Erica looked at Liliana, who was full of happiness and shyness, and muttered to herself.

Is this still the stupid Lily, the previous Lily would probably jump up and kill people shyly when she heard me read her novel, where would it be so calm as now, what changed Lily, is this the power of love? Erica looked at the current Liliana with a little envy and jealousy.

Suddenly a storm came, and a terrible force swept across the island of Sardinia.

The breath of the gods.

Erica and Liliana both shuddered and stood up. They looked at each other. Road.

"The breath of the gods."

"Yes, Lily, the battle of the gods has begun."

Liliana transformed, donning the uniform of the bronze black cross. Walked up to Ariana and said to Ariana. "Can you take me to the battlefield in a cart, Arianna?"

"Miss Erica." Ariana looked at Erica a little embarrassed, hoping that Erica could give instructions.

"Lily, King Ito hasn't come back yet, and there's nothing we can do to stop it." Erica stepped forward to dissuade her somehow.

"Erica Bluntree, it's a knight's duty to protect his people." Liliana looked into Erica's eyes and said with a serious expression.

"yes, I know, Ariana goes to drive. Let's stop the gods' battle. Looking at Liliana's unwavering eyes, Erica understood, and turned into a bronze black cross uniform and commanded Ariana.

"Yes, Miss Erica." Ariana nodded happily and went to drive.

"Moreover, I trust Makoto, and I believe that Makoto will come." Watching Ariana leave, Liliana followed with a muttering to herself.

"Trust," Erica said with a little confusion as she heard Liliana's words.

"Trust, jealousy." Lukurazia Zola, who had been lying on the side and watching, sighed softly as she watched the three of them leave.

Seaside.

In the midst of the heavy rainstorm, a young man floating in the air and a giant holding a large wooden stick in each hand faced each other.

"Veleslana."

"Mecal."