Ofina tore off a large piece of meat and stuffed it into her mouth. She suddenly paused while chewing, frowned and closed her eyes.
Roya Farah, who was always paying attention to her rivals for dinner, noticed the abnormality first and gloated: "Huh, did you choke when you bullied me just now? Drink some water!"
Ofina closed her eyes and did not move, but her throat moved. She swallowed the food in her mouth with difficulty, and her body shook.
"Nana, are you feeling uncomfortable?" Madeleine and Sonia quickly came to her side to support her.
Thea came to her, stretched out a finger and touched her forehead, her fingertips lit up with green light full of life.
After a moment, Thea said: "She's fine, she needs to rest."
Ofina temporarily recovered with the help of Thea, ate two more bites of food, took a sip of the drink, wiped her mouth, and smiled at the people who cared about her, "I'm fine, I have to eat something first before I can sleep well." Just go to sleep and have a big meal when you wake up."
"Ah? You can still eat it..." Roya Farah said in surprise.
"Hmph, I just put some weight on my stomach, it's still early!"
"Pad... pad my belly..." Roya Farah glanced at her already round belly and felt that she had lost.
Ofina comforted Madeleine and Sonia again, came to Rogge and leaned on his free side, "Brother, I'm tired and want to sleep."
"Go to sleep." Rogge rubbed her little head. The texture of her hair was indeed not as good as before. "What do you want to eat when you wake up?"
"I want to eat everything."
"Then I'll do it all for you."
"Um……"
Without saying a few words, Ofina breathed evenly and fell asleep.
After every hard fight, the three of them had almost the same result. Rogge closed his eyes to rest, and soon fell asleep under the influence of half of the Sun Soul's backlash.
Matilda looked at the three young people relying on each other, with gentle eyes in their usually domineering and majestic eyes.
She picked up a glass of strong wine and walked from the dining table to the foot of a tree, where Anderson lay quietly.
"Anderson, your students are very good." Matilda took a sip of wine, closed her eyes and tasted it for a while, "I saw your last punch. It was very strong. If you can reach the Martial Saint level, your life will be in vain. Don’t worry, I will help you protect the empire and them.”
Matilda slowly poured half a glass of wine on the ground, and then drank the rest in one gulp.
Perhaps the duchess, who had temporarily turned back into an ordinary person, had not been able to adapt to the physical strength at this time, and was choked by strong wine and coughed repeatedly, but her eyes became brighter and brighter in the dimly lit deep forest, becoming more and more determined.
…
Feeling some itching on his face, Rogge woke up and saw not the pretty faces of Filia and Ofina, but the bird that conveyed the message for Thea.
The emerald green bird stepped on his forehead, tilted its head and looked down at him, its smart eyes were like that of a lively child.
"Thea?" Rogge said softly.
There was no answer, but the bird pecked Roger's nose hard, spread its wings and flew away.
Rogge smiled and didn't care. He lowered his head to carefully check the status of the two girls in his arms.
The soft morning light shone on their profiles, making their still somewhat frail expressions more vivid.
Filia's body temperature was still very high, and Rogge could feel it from the Star Dragon's Wishes connection, and the backlash was about 30% weaker.
Ofina's hair color turned slightly yellow, which was due to the "snack" before going to bed.
At this moment, one of the girl's hands automatically found Filia's hand, and the other hand was holding on to Rogge's shirt, as if she didn't want him to leave.
From time to time, she stuck out her tongue to lick the saliva on her lips and corners of her mouth, and then smacked her mouth twice, looking hungry and greedy.
Although the second daughter has not recovered, she is developing in a good direction. For the current situation, this is enough.
Rogge closed his eyes and swept every meridian in his body with vigor, but there was nothing serious. I slightly adjusted my magic power to blow a breeze and condensed a few ice crystals, so the magic was fine.
The uncomfortable feeling at this time, apart from the backlash, was only the sequelae of soul tearing.
Roger looked around, everyone was there.
Sonia was guarding not far away with her arms folded. The innocent girl glanced at the three of them from time to time. The place where her eyes stayed the most was Ophina's pretty face.
Lunt and Madeleine had woken up, talking and laughing back to back.
Noticing Rogge's gaze, Madeline smiled and waved, while Lunt grinned, showing his big white teeth, and gave his good friend a thumbs up.
It was extremely cold in the early morning in the deep forest. Matilda was wearing a blanket and lighting a bonfire, complaining about the inconveniences of becoming an ordinary person.
Next to her, the handsome blond man Charisman punched his cheek, sometimes shaking his head and smiling bitterly, perhaps recalling the countless debauched deeds he had done over the years.
Thea and Rick stood side by side in front of a group of spiritual beasts, enjoying communicating with them. Among Thea's seven spiritual beasts, only the forest dragon was missing.
Rosniya was sitting on a chair, with Roja Fara curled up in her arms and sleeping soundly. Rofla and Elgin obtained the Queen's permission and sat at the table with her, but their expressions were still confused. Respect from the heart.
Roquesa, the chef of the Spider Kingdom, seemed unwilling to be overtaken by Rogge last night and was working hard to make breakfast.
Rogge called Sonia and asked her to help take care of the two girls. He stood up and walked towards Rosniya.
"Rogg, you're here." The noble queen gently patted the back of her sister in her arms and nodded to Rogge.
"Your Majesty the Queen." Rogge recalled Lofla's appearance and saluted, "Did you know I would come?"
"Well, I saw it."
"Your power of prophecy?"
"Yes, when no one interferes, my power of prediction is quite accurate."
Rogge secretly marveled that the Void Spider was really a mysterious and unpredictable race, involving space and time, the two most mysterious powers.
However, Rosenia's power of foretelling is probably not very advanced yet. She saw Rogge pierce her chest with his sword in the final battle, but in the end, he only shot an arrow through her sleeve. A bit far.
All this may be related to Rogge's excellent tactical arrangements, everyone's best efforts, and the sacrifices of Anderson and Bogut, but Rogge didn't know it.
He remembered a sentence, and it was precisely because of this sentence that he stood in front of Rosniya at this moment. Strong wind
"Your Majesty the Queen, you said that when this battle is over, you will give me strength."
"Yes."
"I hope you can keep your promise, I... need strength." Rogge looked directly at Rosniya, his eyes were sincere and firm.
"Rogg, based on my understanding of the human world, at your age, you are already the best in the empire. Why are you still pursuing power?"
"Will my answer affect how much power you give me?"
"No." Rosniya shook her head, "I just want to know."
Rogge looked back at the two girls who were overdrawn, and his teammates who were relaxing after the battle with a hint of joy in surviving the disaster, and said to the Spider Queen:
"I need strength to protect the people around me. I don't want to be unable to solve the next crisis when it comes. I don't want to be unable to defeat the next enemy when he stands in front of me."
Rosniya raised the corners of her mouth and asked, "Is there more?"
"That's all for now."
"What happens next?"
"In the future? When I have enough power, can I consider helping others, or even protecting the country and saving the world?"
"Haha." Rosniya laughed, "Roger, you just say that, but you are actually saving your country."
"Yes, in the future, I will be more restrained until I become truly strong."
"Yes, it's a good decision to have such a decision. But..." Rosniya changed the topic, "The reality will not be controlled by you."
The Queen's eyes, which seemed to be able to see through the future, were so bright that Rogge suddenly did not dare to look directly.
He tilted his head slightly, thought carefully for a while, and looked at her again, "No matter what, I will never give up."
"Very good." Rosniya's smile became even brighter, "Come on."
"So... where's the power?"
"It's already inside you."
When Rogge heard this, his heart moved, and he gathered the power of illusion according to his previous feeling.
Sure enough, the power of emptiness responded from the center of his eyebrows, and the power to control space beat at his fingertips.
But this power was a bit weak, not even as strong as the illusory power that Rosniya had left in his body before.
Seemingly sensing Rogge's dissatisfaction, Rosniya waved to Rogge, "Come closer."
Roger took two steps forward.
"Come closer and come to me."
Rogge took three more steps forward and stood still.
Rosenia's beautiful and noble face was right in front of him, and Rogge couldn't help but stare at her most prominent eyebrows.
The Queen stretched out her hand, because her sleeves were blown apart by Rogge, and her white arms were exposed to the air.
Her cold index finger pointed at the birthplace of the illusory power on Rogge's brow, and said: "Relax, and then experience it carefully."
As soon as Rosniya finished speaking, her index finger gave out a mysterious light.
Rogge only felt that in addition to strength and magic power, there was a third route of power in his body.
It is different from strength and different from magic power.
It is extremely strange, extremely mysterious, and at the same time infinitely powerful.
Rosniya guided the illusory power to circle around Rogge's body. She kept pointing her finger at Rogge's eyebrows and said, "Follow the route just now and give it a try."
Rogge's eyes flashed with mysterious light, and he followed the instructions and completed the operation at twice the speed of before.
Rosniya was both surprised and appreciative, and praised: "Amazing, she learns as fast as little Farah."
Hearing her sister calling her name, Roya Farah opened her sleepy eyes, stretched out her little hand and rubbed it, and saw clearly the scene in front of her.
"Wow, sister, why did you give him the power of fantasy? That is the power of our fantasy spider clan!"
"Isn't he worthy?"
"Oh, that's right."
"Not only that, I also want to give you to him."
Roya Farah: "???"
Roger: "⊙ˍ⊙"
