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Chapter 133
Chapter 133
"It's none of my business!" Mistry flatly denied, "It's all his own fault!"
"You mean, my brother made himself vomit blood?" Lucia looked at Mistry suspiciously, "Can you stop lying to me, I just want to know the truth."
Mistry looked at Lucia in the night, and found that she looked calmer than before, and no longer looked so lively.
In this way, she does look very mature, as dignified and generous in front of outsiders, and she has a degree of advance and retreat.
But Mistry knows that Lucia's nature is not like this. In front of her family and friends, she will always be a small child who will laugh loudly, be lazy, and make trouble without reason, instead of being so sensible.
Such Lucia did not make Mistry feel relieved, but felt extra pity.
"No, this, how should I say it?" Mistry racked his brains trying to comfort Lucia, "The truth between me and you is that I didn't actually like you from the beginning, but it was too early for me to I really like you."
A weak hand was placed on Mistry's shoulder, and Athos stood up with a pale face: "...Now that's not what Lucia is asking about."
"Hurry up and take your hand away!" Mistry almost jumped. He saw Lucia's expression as soon as he finished speaking, and immediately changed his face and began to ask for warmth, "Are you okay, Athos? "
"It's nothing." Athos explained weakly to Lucia, "It has nothing to do with Mistry, it's me who fainted Pegasus."
So, in the scene just saw, it turned out that Athos was dizzy?
Lucia was expressionless: "Oh."
"We just went to check the island where the Heretic God believers are." Ados was still full of weakness, but he still didn't forget his own job, "I'm going to report now, let's talk first."
After finishing speaking, Athos left without waiting for an answer and left as fast as he could.
Now only Lucia and Mistry are left. Mistry looked at Lucia's expression carefully, trying to get some information from it to analyze what he should say.
Lucia looked at Mistry with no expression.
The first time I got a cold face here in Lucia, Mistry didn't know what to say. After thinking for a long time, she said cautiously, "I'm sorry, Lucia."
"I'm going to bed." Lucia also turned her head and left.
Just started to say the first sentence, and received such a response, Mistry hesitated for a while and hurriedly grabbed Lucia: "Wait, I have something to tell you!"
"Wait for tomorrow, I want to think about it too." Lucia rejected Mistry's request, "Too many things have happened recently, and I don't know what to do."
Mistry rarely refuses Lucia's request, but this time, he didn't let go: "But I want to tell you now, Lucia."
After a stalemate for a while, Lucia finally turned around and looked at Mistry.
He was no different from when he first came.
Still tall and slender, with a handsome face, but compared to the calmness at the beginning, he seemed to finally have human feelings, with a restless expression on his face.
Even though she was still sad and angry, seeing Mistry's expression, Lucia couldn't help but soften her heart.
This is the person he likes wholeheartedly. Seeing that he is so troubled by himself, Lucia doesn't feel that he is very happy.
She hoped that Mistry would always be calm and elegant, without any troubles, and just live a life of detachment.
Even if his heart softened, Lucia still answered with a small face: "Okay, if you have anything to say, just say it quickly."
"Sit down first." Mistry snapped his fingers, and the colorful colors gathered in the small garden and turned into a bench.
"No, it's over soon anyway." Lucia was still stubborn, but she sat down with Mistry's arm around her shoulders.
But even if he sat down, Lucia's back was rigid, and it looked very uncooperative.
Mistry didn't force Lucia to calm down immediately, and began to explain: "Lucia, whether by human standards or by my own standards, I love you."
"Really?" Lucia coldly shot out two words.
"Of course, although at the beginning, my love was not that strong enough... Of course, it was only a little." Mistry tried his best to whiten himself, "But as we get along, I love you more and more. already."
"Really? I don't believe it."
Mistry began to reminisce about the moments between himself and Lucia, and found that every minute and every second between the two made him feel happy.
"Of course it is," Mistry said. "I still remember when we first met."
"That's all arranged by you." Lucia couldn't help but talk back.
"No, I never arranged the encounter between us." Mistry explained patiently, "At the time, Athos was still in Seranga, and all the stories were unfolding in Seranga. I just had a whim and thought about it. Go see his hometown."
"So it's in Madam Yemendro's confessional room?"
"Yes, I didn't know much about the structure of the world at that time, and I had to use the temple to come to a part of my consciousness." Mistry replied, and at the same time, he seemed to put his hand on Lucia's shoulder unintentionally, "I was just going out at the time. With interest, I responded to your words."
"I'm sorry, I insulted God at that time." Lucia said angrily.
Lucia showed such an expression, and Mistry breathed a sigh of relief.
He laughed and deliberately teased Lucia: "So you're angry?"
"I'm not angry, how dare I talk to the great Mistry... Oh, I don't even know your name, Mistry is the name I gave you." Lucia sneered, "What is this? Yeah, I'm about to get married, and I don't even know the name of my fiancรฉ."
"It's not that I don't want to tell you." Mistry became distressed. "It's just that you can't listen to my name yet. For you now, hearing my name will hurt you."
"I know, it's a god." Lucia understood but said angrily, "I understand the truth, but I'm just not happy!"
"I'm sorry, it's all my fault." Mistry immediately apologized.
"Humph."
Mistry exerted a little force on his hand, and Lucia followed his strength halfway and slowly leaned into Mistry's arms.
Seemingly relieved, Mistry breathed a sigh of relief and continued to explain: "After you left, you agreed that we will meet again the next time Anna repents."
"I'm not the god of this world. I'm not bound by the rules here, and I don't need to answer any prayers. But I still responded to your agreement and appeared in the confessional again."
Listening to Mistry's words, Lucia also thought of how when she was a child, she and Mistry were chatting with Mistry again and again in the temple of Yemendro, across the door of the confessional.
"Perhaps, every time I come, it is just to answer your prayers." Mistry said softly, "After all, I am your god alone."
Lucia said nothing, leaning against Mistry's arms, holding on to his clothes without letting go.
"Also, things about this world." Mistry paused, but still had to talk about this topic, "I'm sorry... I made you sad."
Mistry said very frankly: "If you encounter something that makes you unhappy next time, just tell me directly."
"But you didn't tell me anything, and I don't know what you did." Lucia retorted in a low voice.
"I'm sorry," Mistry immediately apologized, "This time it's because of you, so I don't know what to say..."
"You didn't actually want to stop." Lucia got up and stared at Mistry with her own eyes. "Until just now, you were thinking about watching the play very happily!"
Mistry didn't answer in a guilty conscience.
"Although I blame you for this, I don't really blame you." Lucia said softly, "After all, you and I are not of the same race, how can I ask you with human moral standards."
"Lucia..." Mistry sighed.
"Actually, I've also thought about it a lot. For example, myself, I stabbed ants' nests, stole honey, and poached bird's nests when I was a child. Until now, I still can't relate to ants and bees." Liu said. Xia sighed.
"People can't understand each other, let alone racial differences? The distance between us is too far."
"I'll try to understand you," Mistry promised immediately.
"I'm also trying to understand your thoughts." Lucia smiled, "I'm just worried, do you like me, because I can't think of how I like an ant."
"Well...you have to know, it's not a matter of body shape and appearance." Mistry tried to gesture, "It's the distance between us, heart and heart."
"I also think, I think it's really good to like you." Lucia put her hand on Mistry's shoulder and kissed his lips lightly, "But I can't be as indifferent as before. I still like you, I'm sorry."
Mistry felt a deep loss, but still cheered up and comforted Lucia: "Don't say sorry, Lucia, it's not your problem, it's all my fault."
"It's not your fault either. You just lived your life the way you used to, but now you have to change for me." Lucia smiled and winked at Mistry, "I think it's you who paid more. Ah, after all, I don't have to change anything."
"I'm glad to change for you." Mistry looked at Lucia.
This kind of Lucia seems to have turned into the cheerful appearance of the past, but there seems to be something more, which is something that Mistry, who is a god, does not understand.
In the long years of the past, He does not need to change or compromise, just do what he wants to do, and find fun to pass his endless time.
until he met Lucia.
"Thank you, Mistry." Lucia stared at Mistry, "If you really want to be with me and continue to live with me, please think about it for me and stop doing this. Is it okay to take the initiative to harm humans?"
"certainly."
He seems to have frozen the world, and it has also begun to turn because of Lucia.