Chapter 1212 - 550: Never Separated Again

Chapter 1212: Chapter 550: Never Separated Again

A老女人吗?

...Tsk.

Within the Divine Kingdom of the Cold Winter Goddess, in that realm of ice and snow belonging to Her, a barely audible, slightly vexed sound seemed to echo.

Even the gently falling snowflakes descended more hurriedly, causing the originally snugly sleeping little cat to shake its body discontentedly.

What an unpleasant and impolite term.

But as one of the most ancient of the Ancient Gods, She has long passed the stage where age incites anger.

Age to Her is merely an ever-accumulating number, hardly a factor that affects Her mood.

Conversely, Her extended age grants Her greater strength, becoming a source for Her composure.

Indeed.

She does not mind, one bit!

["...Tsk."]

If it were before, the Cold Winter Goddess indeed wouldn’t care about such meaningless things as age.

But now it’s different.

After harboring some special feelings for Herbert, the Cold Winter Goddess started minding Her own age.

It can only be said...

Women’s hearts are complicated.

Goddesses’ hearts are even more complex.

Even They cannot fully comprehend Their thoughts, let alone the followers who serve Them.

Yunier was genuinely panicked at this moment, and the expression on the verge of tears startled Teresa.

But out of reverence for the Divine, she held her breath, instinctively coiling her snake tail even tighter, fearing even the slightest movement could attract the Divine’s attention.

Teresa could only silently pray for her friend to quickly calm the Ice and Snow Goddess.

Fortunately, the awkward situation didn’t last too long.

Though Yunier was quite flustered inside, upon hearing the Goddess’s gentle reassurance, she eventually relaxed a bit, feeling slightly at ease.

She silently admonished herself in her heart that she must never be so impertinent again in the future.

"Heavenly Goddess, thank You for Your mercy."

After repeatedly offering many praises, Yunier finally ceased her prayers, becoming exceptionally well-behaved.

She seemed like a frost-touched eggplant, demurely sitting by the bedside, the previous playful demeanor completely vanished, replaced by a cautious restraint.

She pursed her lips, not daring to speak more, nodded toward Teresa, and said honestly: "You’ve been asleep for quite a long time, exactly five days."

"Five days!"

Teresa’s eyes widened in disbelief at her friend.

No wonder she felt so rejuvenated, she had slept for five whole days!

However, amidst the amazement, Teresa did not feel overly anxious.

Sleeping longer is actually fine; anyway, there’s nothing in Elda that can’t function without her.

Although this saved Teresa a lot of trouble, it also left her slightly dissatisfied, always feeling that she hasn’t fully integrated into Elda, being somewhat of a freeloader.

This can’t go on!

She must find a way to prove her worth to Elda and to Lord Herbert!

After her transformation, the Snake Girl silently made up her mind.

She was filled with courage now!

Yet the vast courage quickly dissipated.

Like a blazing bonfire doused with a bucket of cold water, though the flame didn’t extinguish, the rising steam and smoke temporarily obscured the light.

Before embarking on proving her worth, the pressing issue at hand was like a cold, stony weight on her heart.

There is one critically important thing she must do.

"Father, I must go search for Father first."

For her, a child who has already lost her mother, she cannot lose her father too.

In the dream, she saw her father after a long time, witnessing a different side of him.

Though those were mere illusions in the dream, Teresa hopes they can become reality.

She longs to see her father smile after shedding burdens, desires to make up for lost time, and craves a truly complete family, even if it means just the two of them relying on each other.

But where is her father exactly? How should she search for him?

There’s no clue.

Her mind holds only the vague goal of "finding her father," and nothing else beyond that.

"...Even so, I shall not give up."

Teresa pursed her lips, determination flashing in her eyes.

Although rushing recklessly based only on passion might achieve nothing.

But if she doesn’t even try, it’s even more impossible to achieve!

She must never give up right from the start!

"Though I’m not sure what resolution you’ve made, I will help you."

Teresa turned her head at the words, seeing Yunier beside her looking over with an incredibly gentle, almost compassionate, gaze, nodding encouragement to her.

That gaze, for some reason, made Teresa momentarily see her mother’s shadow in her dreams, warm and inclusive, carrying unconditional support.

"...Mm! Thank you, Yunier."

The girl nodded vigorously, touched, realizing she is not only loved by her parents but also by others.

Her courage within increased.

"However, before you act, I suggest you consult with Lord Herbert first."

Seeing the determination in the girl’s eyes, "Yunier" feared she might impulsively disappear, kindly reminded: "You wouldn’t want to leave without notice and disappoint him, would you? Whatever you plan to do, it’s better to inform him first."

"...Mm, you’re right."

After hesitating for a moment, Teresa nodded, accepting the suggestion.