Chapter 1153 - 535: I Want to Rebel!

Chapter 1153: Chapter 535: I Want to Rebel!

From His words, long-suppressed resentment was revealed. He murmured, "I’ve had enough... enough of being the self that can only follow rules and cling to conventions."

I rebelled!

I’m rebelling now!!!

After declaring the "Rebellion Manifesto," Fulingya’s gaze refocused on Herbert, carrying a peculiar brightness.

"After you helped me to completely end the God of Sand and Stone, I felt... as if a door leading to a new world had been opened before my eyes."

His tone carried a hint of reminiscent enlightenment, he softly said:

"I see another possibility—there’s no need to always follow rules, no need to cling to those old, suffocating regulations."

The rules only bind those who follow them.

Rules should be respected, but there’s no need to cling to them!

Fulingya felt she had finally awakened.

Besides Herbert, she also credited this awakening to the "suggestion" of the Cold Winter Goddess, feeling grateful to Him.

"The Cold Winter Goddess gave me such unusual advice before; certainly, it was a subtle hint not to be entangled with rules... Hmm!"

Due to the consistent trust in the Cold Winter Goddess, Fulingya didn’t overthink, feeling that initially, she hadn’t seen through their well-intentioned heart.

Thank you, Lady of Cold Winter!

Now I understand it all!

At the same time, He also clearly realized that the mortal before Him was innocently caught up in His "rebellion."

"Sorry."

Fulingya’s voice softened, carrying sincere apology.

"Making you a ’sacrifice’ in this matter... all of this was mostly my whim. I will definitely compensate you afterward."

Listening to the Goddess’s unexpected introspective confession, Herbert’s vigilance quickly faded, transforming into sentiment.

So this was the case indeed.

He hesitated for a moment, looking at the Goddess who shed the divine halo and revealed true emotions, even with a hint of clumsy stubbornness, gently shook his head, softly said:

"Uh... it’s okay."

"If this is what the Lady desires, then I have no reason to refuse."

Although feeling something was odd, wondering if this naive Goddess might have misunderstood something... who cares!

Anyway, I’m not losing out!

"Call me by my name, please."

Fulingya suddenly requested, wanting to break the barrier of identity, hoping that in this rule-breaking initiative, both parties could be in a more equal and intimate position.

"Uh... Lady Fulingya?"

"Haha, the impression I have of you is not of such a humble and formal person, Herbert."

Fulingya tilted His head slightly, a barely noticeable smile flickered in His eyes, as if suggesting, why maintain that superficial politeness when we’ve come this far.

After a moment of eye contact with Him, Herbert finally "helplessly" but also relaxedly accepted, "Alright then, Fulingya."

Everyone heard it, okay, He himself let me call Him that.

"Are you really willing?" Fulingya confirmed again, His gaze fixed into Herbert’s eyes without allowing for evasion.

Herbert was silent for a while, feeling that hidden beneath the firmness was a barely noticeable tension and shyness.

Eventually, he gently shook his head, his tone warm and affirmative:

"Though I am a Paladin, I am not so lacking in sensibility as to speak hurtful words to a lady who had barely mustered the courage."

Receiving his clear, non-resistant response, Fulingya seemed to finally let go of the last burden, breathing out a long sigh.

"Whew..."

He said no more, but instead started to lead the ritual that had long been ready.

With Fulingya’s mental wave, the entire Natural Sanctuary seemed to come alive, responding to His summon.

The surrounding flowers and plants began to move independently without wind, swaying gracefully, like composing a silent symphony.

The thick vines swiftly grew and intertwined like awakened giant serpents, forming a dense green curtain, completely isolating the internal space from the outside world.

However, the interior of the curtain didn’t fall into darkness.

Many flowers that originally only bloomed with soft glows at night were brightened in unison at the control of the Master of Nature.

A faint blue, pale purple, luminous green, moon white... various soft light points intertwined, illuminating the isolated space as if it were a dream.

The light was hazy and dreamy, flowing over Fulingya’s agile form, outlining a tempting silhouette, adding an indescribable, enchanting yet sacred atmosphere to the ceremony about to begin.

In this domain that solely belonged to them, Fulingya spoke no more, gently moving His body to begin a unique dance.

The Tree Spirit Embrace ceremony is naturally not as simple as a direct embrace.

Before this, a whole set of dance needed to be performed by the Tree Spirit, to ignite each other’s emotions, and, at the climax of emotions, recklessly embrace.

This dance was unlike any known human dance, wild and free, carrying the breath and pulse of the forest, with every turn and extension seemingly interpreting the most primitive rhythms of life.

His long hair flowed like a moving waterfall, His body language was filled with the fusion of power and beauty.

This dance was danced solely for Herbert, showcasing the pure, wild yet gentle beauty of nature, vividly before his eyes.

"..."

Herbert gazed blankly, almost forgetting to breathe.

Though he was prepared, the scene before him exceeded the comprehension of the mundane, only a view existing in legends.