"...Let's put that aside. What is your purpose in putting me through this trial?"
Margaret's matter is my problem, but what about mine?
It can't be fun, can it?
Cecilia gave Ning Feng a different feeling than Ariana.
Ariana can do outrageous things for amusement, but Cecilia is different; she's the kind of person who does everything to achieve her goals.
One is easygoing, the other is serious.
One is evil, the other is righteous.
Ning Feng didn't know how they had gotten along before, but it was definitely not a harmonious scene.
They are quite different, but they share some similarities in certain aspects.
The common problem of the strong.
"She wouldn't have been able to survive on her own."
"All I can do now is connect your dreams and let her drain the power in your blood in this way."
In the most primitive, most painful, but most efficient way.
"But that's only one aspect; I have my own selfish motives."
The proud angel made no attempt to hide it; she openly admitted her impurity.
"I want to know, what is so special about you that made her change?"
What makes you different?
Upon hearing this reason, Ning Feng suddenly frowned.
"You are her contractor, do you really think of yourself as just an ordinary person?"
Do you really not have the corresponding understanding of yourself to be qualified to share that contract and destiny with her?
"I've been observing for half a month, but I still can't understand it."
They were simply repeating ordinary work.
He shuttles between two women every day, and apart from not lying to them, his behavior is no different from that of an ordinary scumbag.
It has no distinguishing features.
The only thing that caught her attention was his behavior in the courtroom.
Perhaps there were still some shortcomings in his handling of the situation, but Ning Feng's performance did not disgrace the "Words of Judgment".
But that's not enough.
Someone as special as you shouldn't just be like this.
"With a talent that can be called a divine gift, you shouldn't..."
Cecilia wanted to continue, but Ning Feng, with a furrowed brow, spoke up:
"Um, could you stop for a moment?"
Shut your mouth, the bound angel awaits his rebuttal.
But no matter what he said, she wouldn't change her mind.
"If you ask me..."
With a slight headache, Ning Feng sighed deeply and did not defend himself.
Let Cecilia think what she wants.
He doesn't need to explain, nor does he bother to offer such an explanation.
He simply expressed his blatant displeasure, saying disrespectfully:
"Neither you nor Ariana are normal."
"One keeps something to himself but does it secretly, while the other wants to do something but needs to find a satisfactory reason."
"So, in the end, are we going to have to resort to some vague and ethereal theories of fatalism and bloodlines again?"
Ning Feng's lips curled up, revealing the ferocious edge hidden beneath his gentlemanly exterior.
"Ultimately, should we attribute everything to gods and fate?"
He had had enough of the other party's one-sided words.
"boring."
The mortal stood atop the mountain, rebuking the angel with disgust.
"We survived not because of divine mercy."
Cecilia stared at Ning Feng, and in a moment of reverie, she noticed that Ning Feng looked somewhat similar to Ariana.
[My little angel, I don't actually care what you think~]
That evil being who always smiled, but never revealed his true feelings to anyone.
Born of evil, but her actions were never purely evil.
And now, he's actually sacrificing so much for others?
What changed her?
But in the next instant, Cecilia seemed to see another person in Ning Feng.
The way he held the sword, the sharp edge he exuded.
A handsome angel with golden hair, dressed in silver armor, was bowing to him, sword in hand.
My lord, the words of judgment are willing to serve you and our Lord!
You chose him too.
Why is that?
Was it just because of the last few words Ning Feng said?
Then, Cecilia saw a new scene.
Looking into Ning Feng's defiant eyes, she vaguely saw a crowned figure angrily rebuking fate.
With her eyes lowered, she spoke softly:
"So... what do you expect now that you're drawing your sword against me?"
Why are you holding a sword?
"Is there even a need to ask?"
His aura surged, blood and black intertwined in Ning Feng's eyes, and his tone became excited.
"Of course, it's for fighting."
Otherwise, would I have drawn my sword just for show?
If someone is willful, then I can be willful too, is that okay?
"…………"
Cecilia remained silent, then gently shook her head.
Click, click, click!
Silently watching, the chains crumbled and dissipated, and the wounds on his body began to heal rapidly.
Wings made of pure light spread out behind them, their intense radiance illuminating the void.
Clang!
Cecilia drew a lightsaber of the same specifications as the [Words of Judgment], slowly raised it, and aimed it at the man opposite her.
"Then enjoy it, this is what you wanted..."
With a flick of his wrist, a dazzling flame surged toward the fearless man.
"fighting."
Boom!!!
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