Chapter 11: Violet's Pity
"He's awake, Carl, I want to go to him?"
In the sea of roses, the soft girl, lightly wrapped in a purple gauze robe, the robe hunted and rolled in the harsh wind, the waterfall-like long black hair fluttering in the wind. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info she gently brushed away the lavender-like color of the sea in front of her forehead, and the light fragrance of violet flowers exuded between her skin.
"Lord Violet, you've seen his previous behavior, and his mind is almost broken. How rude and savage he was, he ...... at all"
"Huh!"
The stem of the rose in Violet's hand rested like an unsheathed sword around Karl St. Fidam's neck.
Violet placed the rose on the ground as if it were a treasure: "I don't want to hear it a second time. Also, don't you understand why I came to the Sea of Roses? Roses, which means love, are the same as my current obsession with Auswald. Believe me, Carl, he'll be truly awake soon. β
A strong man with a thunderous body walked past her.
"Awakening? Can humans really do it?"
Sen Ran's questioning voice, like a flood bell, penetrated everything, making goosebumps all over people's bodies, and they could only curl up with fear.
Karl bowed his head respectfully: "Lord Zeus?"
Violet blushed and said, "Hmph! Osvid could not be better than a pineapple. The things you do with your sisters are not ashamed, and even I am ashamed of you. β
Zeus Thief laughed, "You can enjoy such an opportunity as well. β
Violet raised her head indifferently: "Since you became a god, you have changed, brother. I prayed that my Osvid would not be the ugly you are today. The eldest sister (Metis) was executed by you. And now even the daughter she left behind has become a pawn?"
Zeus whispered: "Cut, it's really infuriating, the tone of your voice is really similar to that woman." Violet, are you also on the side of Prometheus, and are you betraying the Olympians with that traitor?"
Violet twisted her body and said coquettishly: "Brother, the Lun family knows that it is wrong." Don't be angry, you don't know my hatred for the Fire Stealers. β
Zeus turned his anger into joy: "Silly girl, although I am not against your happiness, I have also said that the premise is that he will become a god. β
The heavy cloak of pure gold reflected a dazzling luster high in the sky. Zeus's majestic back gradually dissipated at the end of the sea of flowers, while Violet only pursed her lips slightly, staring at the silver-haired and blue-eyed boy in the world.
γBeaherine Streetγ
Philomena carefully supported: "Brother, are you really okay when you are discharged from the hospital like this?"
"Hee-hee, it's just a minor injury. As a swordsman, I was ready to be injured. Mina, I admit that I was too pessimistic and depressed, but she was right, I should have thought it through before taking action. β
Osvid's arm was wrapped in bandages, like a silver snake clinging to his arm, unable to break free.
"Bang!"
Accidentally bumped into someone?
The fair-skinned thighs are delicate and peugeot, the slender waist is seductive and seductive, the cherry blossom red hairpin is lightly tied with the short black hair, and the amber pupils are a little retracted.
Osvid hurriedly covered his eyes: "Deborah, that, I...... I didn't mean to. β
"Ahh
Like the scream of a torn cloth, the shrill shout stopped the pace of the pedestrians around him.
Philomena explained, "Deborah, I'm sorry I didn't pay attention. β
Deborah pulled Philomena to her side, letting Osvid look helplessly at the people around her: "Mina, you don't have to say it. I didn't expect this disgusting worm to be injured and still want to do something hurtful, so it's better for you to stay away from him. β
"Brother?" Philomena looked at the spurned Osveld. If he had been humiliated like this according to his brother's past temperament, he would have fought a lot, but at the moment, he was surprisingly quiet.
Osvid turned to a girl with short powder blue hair in the crowd, like a repentant, and said, "Christina, I'...... Just now, it wasn't as you see. β
"Disgusting!"
Christina turned and walked away, the silver hilt at her waist and the slender blade of her sword shining in the light as if it were studded with diamonds.
"That guy just now...... Be...... Deborah suddenly lost her anger, and gradually realized that Osvid had completely lost her ability to move at this moment, and she didn't even have the strength to come forward and explain, and stood on the street like an abandoned telephone pole, scolding everyone.
Yikes!
Osveld felt a tingling in his neck.
The elf in Osveld's body flashed its wings and flew freely in the spiritual realm: "It is worthy of that adult, the little trick is so seamless, and he actually controls Osvid's words and body so easily. β
"Haha, hahahahaha. β
Osvid burst out laughing maniacally, as if he had just finished watching the funniest comedy in the world.
Philomena looked at the renewed fire in Osvid's eyes, "Brother?"
Osvid's anger seemed to shock everyone: "That's right, Uncle Ben is the most shameless person in the world, and he should have swallowed his anger in the midst of your spitting." Come on, scold as much as you can, and if you're not worried about my retaliation, scold as much as you want. β
Deborah pointed straight, "You see, Mina, this is who he really is." β
Philomena choked back tears: "No...... No...... You misunderstood my brother...... He's protecting himself...... When all the shelters are dismantled, he will abandon his gentlemanly status. I...... I'm going...... Protect him!"
Osvid glanced at the passerby with a grim face: "What's the matter, I'm scared." Uncle Ben knows that you rabble are simply scolding with the crowd. β
"Smack!" a child actually took an egg from the basket and smashed it into Osvid's face, the yolk and egg white sliding down his cheek.
Osvid didn't teach the little ghost a lesson, but still laughed arrogantly: "What? Is it only this kid? It's really laughing! Haha, hahahaha-"
Boom, bang, click! The pedestrians picked up what they had in their hands without hesitation and smashed Osvid, and even a drunk man raised his bottle and rushed over.
"Enough. That would be enough to bring him to notoriety. What a poor little ghost. Osvid muttered to himself.
"Ugly wizard, how dare you violate the god's favorite young master Osveld! β
The purple-haired girl vibrated her transparent wings from the air and slowly landed. Her graceful and luxurious appearance caused everyone to kneel on the ground.
"Lord Violet!" the passers-by unanimously paid their highest respects to the gods.
(The Violet God is the most beloved deity of the Tonegrad Kingdom.) Almost sixty percent of the people are the Li tribe of the violet god. οΌ
Violet angrily shook the crystal pendant of her earlobe: "Are you all idiots?
"Jonas, the son of the great good man?"
The name of the Jonas family is thunderous.
The old woman reverently asked, "But, isn't Master Oswid a well-mannered gentleman?"
Violet suddenly looked like a hostile lion, and a purple cloud in his hand: "What if he is devoured by a witch spirit?"
"Spread out! The man in knight's costume roared.
A small black ghostly fire erupted from Osvid's neck: "Oh, it's really worthy of the Violet God." However, you can also see how fragile this little guy's perseverance is, and it was easily overcome by me at once. Is such a waste worthy of your pity?"
Violet sang, "He never needed my pity, for his steadfastness and perseverance should not be underestimated. Wake up, Osvid, open your eyes as noble as the sea, wield your unstoppable sword, awake, you who are in danger of being lost. Wake up, gorgeous gentleman......"
Osvid's frozen soul, the jagged edges of ice, seemed to be gradually melted by the warmth.
The ghost fire burned brightly: "Give up, Lord Violet God, even if his soul awakens, how can he fight against me? β
(Spiritual Field)
"Wake up, wake up. The elves cheered.
"I'm going to ruin him. Osveld's eyes turned blood-red, his soul wrapped in a pale gray, and he walked towards the wizard who was chanting words on the altar.
"Come on, boy. See how I seal you!" the wizard held his staff aloft in his hand, preparing to activate the seal. But he saw that Osvid's soul swept past him like a lightning speed, and a small opening gradually spread from his abdomen, like a broken mountain rock, turned into two halves, and was burned in a treacherous black fire.
Osvid's consciousness gradually returned, and his eyes became alive again.
"Brother, are you alright?" asked Philomena in a whisper.
"It's okay, I've been stiff for too long, move my muscles. Osveld twisted his arms and thighs, and only heard a clicking sound like a small accompaniment, when suddenly he walked up to Deborah, took her hand, half-knelt on the ground, kissed the back of her hand affectionately, and said, "Deborah-san, I, Osveld Jonas officially apologize to you." Although it was an accident, you are the one who suffers, and even if it is a transaction, you must pay attention to fairness. If I have the chance, I will atone for your sins. β
Deborah, ashamed of his burning gaze, withdrew her hand from under his lips and fled in disarray, her body numb and her face so hot that she could not lift it.
"Vader, good job. Captured the heart of a young girl again. Violet gave a thumbs up and looked happy.
Oswid wondered, "Lord Violet really likes to joke. But how did I regain consciousness, did you save me with your divine powers?"
Violet shook her head, and under her thick eyelashes, a pair of purple and red eyes seemed to notice something abnormal, and secretly thought: The scene just now should be right, Vader...... It has amazing explosiveness.
On the way home, Mistress Violet leaned lightly on Osveld's arm and said affectionately, "Vader is really getting more and more handsome." The last time I asked you a question, you said you would give me an answer today. β
Osvid's original statement that he wanted to marry the Violet God was just a random joke with his friends, but he was taken seriously by Lord Violet. Her sincere and endearing gaze overwhelmed Osvid and remained shyly silent.
"Click!"
With a few shutter blows, out of the shadows came a curvaceous girl, who should have been only two or three years older than Osveld.