harleyscars Chapter 134 Why the hell are you getting emotional?
Chapter 134 Why the hell are you getting emotional?
Chapter 134 Why the hell are you getting emotional?
As usual, Raphael quickly washed up, shaved, and then went out to buy breakfast.
While buying breakfast, he quietly uttered the honorific title Dawn Dantès had given him earlier: "The Fool Who Does Not Belong to This Age—"
As soon as he finished reciting the honorific name, a magnificent, mist-shrouded castle appeared before him, and in the depths of the castle, on a high-backed chair, sat a mysterious and great being.
Raphael paused for a moment; this was the first time he had received a response from a great being since he came into this world.
This moment was fleeting; Raphael quickly regained his composure and continued walking.
He remarked with a touch of awe: "I must say, the images of these deities are quite intimidating."
Raphael felt that if he didn't know the inside story of the Divine Path, he would definitely have been fooled.
in the apartment.
After Raphael left, Sophia got dressed and then carefully groomed herself in front of the mirror.
She wasn't wearing makeup; she was simply combing her hair carefully and trimming her eyelashes meticulously.
A ghostly figure suddenly appeared in the mirror and then immediately disappeared.
This was a signal from the "White Saintess," telling Sophia that she had arrived.
Sophia nodded silently, then sat down in the dining chair, waiting for Raphael to return.
Twenty minutes later, Raphael brought in breakfast. When he saw Sophia, he paused for a moment, then smiled helplessly: "Alright, let's have breakfast together again, and then you must leave, otherwise you'll be in real danger."
Sofia smiled and nodded, and she noticed that Raphael had bought two breakfasts.
She couldn't imagine how disappointed Raphael would be if she really left.
The atmosphere at breakfast was somewhat subdued. After finishing his meal, Raphael squeezed Sophia's hand tightly, then let go and went to the restroom.
The meaning is simple: You should leave now.
Sofia, standing behind him, suddenly said, "Thank you. I've felt very happy these past two days."
Raphael smiled slightly: "I'm very happy too."
"Last night, I thought about it for a very, very long time," Sophia continued. "I thought about the darkest time of my life, about what happened after I took the potion—if only we had met sooner."
Raphael took a deep breath and said, "If we had met earlier, things might not have been so wonderful. A gangster and a beggar—back then, we didn't even know if we would have survived to see the next day."
Sofia remarked, "It's the same now."
"Yes, it's the same now."
Sofia hugged Raphael from behind: "Let me hug you again."
Raphael turned around and hugged Sophia tightly as well.
Sofia hugged him tightly, even pushing Raphael back a few steps until they reached the window.
Raphael was certainly stronger than Sophia, but he didn't exert any force and let Sophia push him backward.
After hugging for a while, Sofia cupped Raphael's face and said, "Let me kiss you again."
Just as Raphael was about to lean in, Sophia suddenly pushed him out of the window.
Before this, Sofia had not shown any unusual behavior, and even when she pushed Raphael, she did not intend to hurt him.
Therefore, Raphael's spirituality did not provide any warning.
wow~
Raphael fell to the ground along with the glass, and he was still somewhat dazed.
Standing at the second-floor window, Sofia smiled and said, "Run!"
The "White Saintess" suddenly emerged from the mirror. She had sensed something was wrong earlier, but she never expected Sophia to let the "living corpse" go.
She was about to glare at Sophia, petrifying her, when a man with an elegant yet weathered air suddenly appeared in the living room, extending his hand towards "The White Saint" Katarina: "Bang!"
It felt as if a shell from a coastal defense gun was being fired at Katerina.
This man was none other than Klein, disguised as Dawn Dantes. He would normally prefer to use the image of Gehrman Sparrow for such operations, but since he had always presented himself as Dawn in front of Raphael, he did not change his appearance for this mission.
A mirror appeared in front of Katarina, swallowing the "cannonball." Just as she was about to fight Ryan, her spirit suddenly sensed the danger and immediately jumped into the "mirror world," preparing to leave.
But the moment she entered the "mirror world," the mirror surface suddenly rippled.
Katarina let out a scream!
Because the evil spirit of the "Red Angel" has already set a trap in the "Mirror World".
On the other side, Raphael, upon hearing Sophia shout "Run!", went blank and actually got up and ran a few steps.
Immediately, a sharp headache and discomfort made Raphael stop in his tracks. He was panting heavily, covered in cold sweat: "Wouldn't it have been better to be a simple decoy? You—you—you fucking got emotional?"
When they were about to part ways, Raphael thought Sophia was also acting, but he never expected that it was a genuine expression of emotion.
His "killer personality" made him want to leave quickly, as he was easily caught in the aftershocks of a clash with a demigod.
But Raphael's other personality held him back tightly.
Suddenly, Raphael laughed: "Ha, love. Why do witches like to believe in love so much?"
He turned around abruptly and jumped out of the apartment window.
At this moment, Katarina had already entered the "Mirror World," or rather, she had entered the trap of the "Red Angel" evil spirit.
Sophia, who had been preparing to face death, was terrified by the screams of the "White Saintess" and dared not move under the gaze of the male demigod in the living room.
Klein scrutinized the witch Sophia and thought to himself: Another romantic.
Raphael leaped onto the windowsill. There was no fierce battle as he had imagined, nor any potentially deadly aftershocks. He exchanged a glance with Dawn Dantes, whose eyes were full of amusement.
Raphael took a deep breath, grabbed Sophia, jumped onto the street, and pulled her along as fast as he could.
Sofia realized what was happening and ran after her with all her might.
Raphael laughed loudly twice, and Sophia laughed along with him.
When they reached a crossroads, Raphael suddenly turned around and kissed Sophia.
Kissing in the street naturally attracted a lot of attention.
Raphael quickly released Sophia: "We'll run in different directions. Contact me again if we survive."
He continued acting solely to avoid harming Sophia; in reality, he would be safe once he left the demigod battlefield.
But Raphael didn't plan to keep in touch. He had had a fulfilling and happy two days, and that was enough. He was used to being alone and was even a little afraid that he would fall into this kind of tenderness.
The extraordinary world is too cold; such warmth would kill them.
Sophia quickly pulled out a clump of her hair: "If I rub it repeatedly on the mirror, I can tell as long as we're in Backlund."
Raphael nodded and carefully put it away.
The two looked at each other reluctantly, then left in two different directions.
Raphael ran towards his rented factory to move the zombies there, but as he approached his destination, his pace gradually slowed.
"Cough cough~" Raphael suddenly coughed. At first he didn't pay much attention, but soon he realized he had caught a cold!
Can "living corpses" get sick?
Raphael suddenly realized that the "Witch of Pain" was nearby!
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