Chapter 184: Nightfall
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"Darkness is not always so easy to destroy, it can always come back to life in the cracks of light, so, ha-"
Yawning wearily, the sun went down, and the "idle" Sirune tossed and turned on the bed for a moment, then sat up suddenly, and once again spat out an abrupt and incomprehensible remark. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
"So?"
Most of them were tall women with a strict and serious appearance, guarding Silune's side at all times, and if the paladin followed closely, our "prophet" suddenly widened his eyes in surprise and put on a rather exaggerated expression.
It seems that at this time, she is the "Sirune" who is as gentle and sunny as the girl next door and has a little temperament, rather than the "daughter of God" who is holy and solemn and always makes people want to bow and worship.
In fact, such a "dual personality" performance is just a small pastime with a boring way of playing.
"Wow, if you would make such a boring remark, the last time this happened was more than a year ago......, right? Are you in a good mood right now?"
Since the boudoir that is not proportional to her petite body climbs to the other end - such a rude behavior makes Ruo, who values "rules" and "style" more than anything else, wrinkles her heroic eyebrows, and Sirune, who came to the bedside, winked her slender eyelashes and said a little playfully.
"You know it's boring. There was no helplessness in the words, but he didn't pay too much attention to the almost flirtatious words of the "adult" in front of him.
She always knows what to say and what not to say.
"Huh...... You know me best in the world. Laughing and spinning out of bed, the barefoot prophet jumped lily beside the female paladin and looked up and down for a moment, but did not make any further movements.
The sun had already set, and the empty house, which had no other furnishings except a large bed, was shrouded in the moonlight and tranquil night, with a little more mysterious and peaceful atmosphere, and more gloomy and blurred.
Maybe it's because it's too high.,Outside the window,The hustle and bustle of the school city and the bright lights can't stain this place with their color at all.ć
ā...... Therefore, it is precisely because darkness cannot be completely eliminated that there are people in the world who regard darkness as a 'thing that never dies' on the same level as light.
After a long time, Sirune finally continued the second half of the "boring" remarks with some amusement.
But in Ruo's view, these are not things that should be talked about in a frivolous manner.
"First of all, please don't put the word 'small' in front of Ruo's name, this is a matter of principle, and even you can't 'play with' the name given by the true God. ā
"Eh, it's too much, it's just ......"
"Please think about Ruo's mood a little bit, too. His expression remained unchanged, completely ignoring Sirune's coquettish and intimate tone, and it was evident that there was indeed a pious belief worthy of the title of "priest", and if he interrupted the other party's speech in a deep voice, which he had never thought of continuing, "This is a matter of principle, just like 'there is no possibility of compromise between light and darkness'." ā
"Okay. Helplessly, he stuck out his tongue, although he had the status of a prophet who was extremely noble and respected in Southwell, but in terms of personality, he was just an "ordinary child", and turned around, but he didn't stop for a second before immediately turning back.
An even more unbridled smile appeared on her face.
"However, the phrase 'there is no compromise between light and darkness' means that I am compared to 'darkness', after all, if you look at it, you are the spokesperson of the light side......"
ā...... Do you know what you're talking about?" The joking words were harsh to the meticulous paladin, "I will not allow you, who are supposed to be the 'light' of Southwell, to say such 'self-depraved' words, even if they are a joke. ā
"Okay, I'm sorry, it's my fault, I shouldn't have played such an excessive 'joke' on you. ā
No matter how you thought about it, it was impossible to expect such a reaction from the other party, but the prophet who did not expect it at all, twisted the corners of the light white gauze skirt, and solemnly withdrew to salute expressed his sincere apologies.
"Please pay attention in the future...... Also, it's etiquette in a meeting, not an apology. ā
"Eh, didn't I? I've always been mistaken, naa, little ...... No, what if, teach me what to do when I apologize?"
ā...... Next time. ā
"Ah, how can this be?"
Resisting the urge to touch the top of Silune's head, who puffed out his cheeks, and exhaled softly to calm his emotions, the female paladin did not deliberately excuse herself, but someone finally arrived two hours after the appointed time.
"Ahh ā
The prophet also seems to be aware of the existence of another person, and for his "breach of contract", it seems that Sirune, who has never been "angry" since the day of his birth, certainly does not blame that person for this.
Because, the other party will delay the arrival of the time for some reason is also part of the "prophecy".
"Sirune. ā
Suddenly, a familiar indifferent voice came from nowhere in the air. As the two women looked at the bedside in unison, a little light suddenly appeared in front of the window, and the tiny spark turned into a flickering fire in an instant, and from the bright red quietly appeared, the person who was still the eye-catching strange costume was -
"Son of God" Wissa.
Before the person appeared, Silune's name had already been called, and the man who had come out of the flames had already appeared in front of the two of them in the next second.
"If you wait here for the coming of the 'Son of God'. ā
Seeing the appearance of another person whose status and status were no less noble than that of Sirune, she did not "grovel" because of the other party's "nobility" and "power", but still bowed to the female paladin who was neither humble nor arrogant, and then immediately turned her inquiring gaze to the prophet beside her.
"Then, Rong Ruo will retire first. ā
Saying this, he did not wait for a reply, and Ruo, who seemed to have only reported the incident to him, quickly exited the room within three seconds, leaving only Wissa and Sirune.
In her opinion, there is no need for a third person between the "Son of God" and the "Daughter of God". In addition, if you have to admit it, the "light" on those two is too dazzling.
In front of these two people, even Ruo, who was ranked third among the seven hundred holy warriors and fourth in strength in the magic academy, had to be ashamed of himself.