Super Righteous Player
Chapter 818 - 357: Senior: Why Is He Glaring at Me?

Chapter 818: Chapter 357: Senior: Why Is He Glaring at Me?

Despite not knowing why Kafney suddenly made such a bold and intense move,

Annan could still understand.

Kafney feared that she might be abandoned... although Annan was not very clear why Kafney would suddenly think so, he decided to comfort her first.

Of course, Annan was not good at comforting people. If it were mockery, hurting others, or even giving an inspiring speech, he might do much better.

And Annan was also not quite sure whether "words," such fragile and powerless things, were of any use to Kafney.

So he opted for a simpler, more direct action.

Like holding a baby, as if comforting a crying child, Annan maintained a somewhat awkward, half-reclining posture on the ground and gently patted Kafney’s back with his left hand.

Soon, Annan felt this position was somewhat laborious.

He simply leaned against the tea table and sat up. As he stretched out his legs, he also lifted his right hand, which had been supporting him on the ground, to hold Kafney as well.

After that, Kafney visibly calmed down.

There were no more words, no more actions. She just quietly buried her head on Annan’s shoulder, feeling the heat emanating from the curse pattern on Annan’s shoulder with her forehead.

This was undoubtedly the warmest part of Annan’s body.

The heat was probably about the same as touching hot water of around eighty degrees through a glass cup. Though for an ordinary person, a light touch would definitely not cause any burns... but with Kafney pressing her forehead against it continuously, Annan was still a bit worried.

...Wouldn’t this bake an illness out?

But in the end,

As Annan hesitated whether or not to stop Kafney, she had already taken a deep breath and stood up from his embrace on her own.

Kafney pulled Annan up from the ground as well, helped dust off non-existent dust from him, and supported him to sit next to her again.

She seemed to have made some decision.

When Kafney opened her eyes again, all the hesitation and fear in them had vanished.

By that time, the face of Maria, who had been watching from the side, had already darkened.

As for the Silver Baron... no one knew when, but he had disappeared. It seemed to be the moment Kafney brought Annan down.

Salvatore, on the other hand, was full of enthusiasm, standing to the side with arms crossed and looking very pleased. His shadow also did not come to disrupt the mood, which was quite rare.

Only Captain Alexander, observing nose to nose and calmly watching ahead with a teacup in hand, his face solemn, drinking tea without a sideways glance, as if he had seen nothing at all.

"I have decided..."

Kafney, sitting next to Annan, spoke in a gentle voice.

Her cheeks were still a bit red.

It wasn’t all because of the heat, more so because she had just realized how impolite her actions had been – and even in front of the Silver Baron!

But by now, Kafney had decided she would no longer be shaken by such trivialities.

—She had no more time to hesitate or dither.

If she wanted to get Annan, she must protect him; and if she wanted to be obtained by Annan, she had to make herself important.

"I will... defeat Philip."

Kafney placed her right hand on her chest and spoke word by word: "I will defeat my enemies."

Not "Prince Philip," not "Uncle Philip."

But the enemy.

"—I will use every means to defeat him. I will defeat all who are enemies to me, I will seize Noah’s power and crown... and offer them to His Majesty Annan.

"As an engagement gift to wed His Majesty Annan."

Kafney spoke earnestly, "If Noah is not enough, I will also conquer the United Kingdom. If these lands are still not sufficient... I will conquer The Holy Nation. However far His Majesty Annan wishes our territory to extend, so far it shall."

Far from it, far from it, far from it...

Upon hearing this, Annan’s expression immediately became a bit subtle.

Being liked, he was indeed quite pleased.

But why marry me... and let’s forget about taking down the United Kingdom and The Holy Nation.

"If my abilities are still lacking, I will continue to train. If my knowledge is insufficient, I will learn; if Annan still needs my protection, I will find a way to transform into magic; if Annan becomes a god, I will become Annan’s Angel Envoy."

Kafney didn’t look at Annan but stared seriously at Maria and said, "I have decided—even if Annan won’t leave me behind, I will find a way to catch up with him.

"I don’t want to be Annan’s beloved pet, nor a sheltered believer. Instead, I want to be the sharpest sword, the sturdiest shield, the friend you can always trust. I will protect him, support him... forever."

"... I see."

After making eye contact with Kafney for a while, Maria silently turned away her gaze.

Her emotions were somewhat complicated.

She could read them.

It wasn’t a feeling of inferiority that came from self-pride that spurred her to catch up.

It was a determination that sprang from truly understanding what she wanted to do, what her goal was, what she needed to achieve...

It was just like the time Maria risked great danger to go to Frigid Wight Tower and steal the inheritance of the mirror entity—not because anyone forced her or because she wanted to use this method to gain others’ recognition.

She had simply decided to do so.

... So similar.

Similar to herself. And similar to Annan.

With just a brief exchange of looks, much of the anger in Maria’s heart had dissipated.

The empty feeling in her heart, as if something had been taken from her, was not filled but instead became clearer. However, for the first time, she saw a light similar to Annan’s in the depths of Kafney’s transparent, doll-like red pupils.

A light more dazzling and brilliant than the stars.

Not metaphorically.

—But a real "light."

At a glance, one could immediately feel intense emotions like "hope," "fearlessness," "compassion," "justice." If the lights were turned off, one would probably see the pupils glimmering faintly in the dark.

It was the element named [Radiance], a seed planted within Kafney.

Just as the essence of a believer’s soul gradually leans towards the divine.

The element of [Radiance] had already appeared in Kafney’s soul.

... To be in such sync with Annan undoubtedly showed her intense feelings for him.

"Fine, do as you please."

Maria sighed, stood up, and left the room.

She was the Lady of the Storm... cooped up in the room for so long, she wanted to get some fresh air.

"There’s still time, I’ll go get some snacks too."

Captain Alexander said immediately.

After speaking, he specifically glanced at Salvatore and nodded slightly to him.

Then, the middle-aged man, like a lion, followed Maria out the door.

Salvatore looked at him in confusion.

After Alexander had left, Senior Saul asked Annan with doubt, "Why was he glaring at me?"

"He probably thinks you’re good-looking, I guess."

Annan said helplessly.

"Idiot."

The shadow muttered grumpily.

"Ah, right on time."

Salvatore quickly put that trivial matter behind him: "Now that the outsiders are gone... I have something to show you."