Chapter 2104 The fanatical gaze of the little fangirl
In the next three days, Gloria began to describe the new alchemical formation over and over again. Not only did she never close her eyes, she didn't even take a sip of coffee.
Two quills were abruptly cut off, and several bottles of ink mixed with the dragon's blood were consumed. However, the corners of Gloria's mouth always remained slightly raised, and she seemed to be in a good mood.
The female worm Alberto habitually lies in the corner of the test bench, watching the other person silently as if it had been for more than a hundred years. I don't know when, it prefers to accompany the other person, rather than practicing alone in dreams.
In its eyes, the other party has only been "serious" twice in more than a hundred years. The first time was the establishment of the necropolis Philecht Nalantis with its own hands, and the second time was during this period when it completed the new
alchemy.
In addition, Gloria always seemed not to care about anything. She spent more time in the cave drawing alchemy formations and spell formations. Except for having dinner with her companions three times a day, she rarely met
Exposed.
Therefore, even though she has lived in Flowing Light City in the Land of Shadows for more than a hundred years, even though her name has long been known to everyone, there are very few people who can actually catch a glimpse of her beauty.
Born from a blood egg condensed from the life force of Rikka, she has dark red shoulder-length curly hair, indigo pupils, and blood-striped petals on her chest.
He has a dark personality, is the only vampire, is a night owl, is schizophrenic, and has an almost fanatical need for desserts and candies. In the eyes of the female insect Alberto, the other party is this kind of existence, always full of spears, but at the same time, he maintains a subtle
balance.
In the eyes of the female insect Alberto, the elegance of the mixed-blood elf Christine is admirable, but he admires Gloria's uniqueness even more. It is a manifestation of extreme self-confidence and the courage to follow the traditional way of thinking.
The courage to challenge.
Although most female soul butterflies choose to stay with their partners for life, in the ancient magic era, female soul butterflies were very independent creatures. At least before they found a partner, they did not bother to cling to any living thing and would just stay alone silently.
Accumulate strength in the poisonous swamp.
As the last female soul butterfly and the mother of the last generation of the soul butterfly clan, Alberto's character is even more stubborn, or in other words, very strong.
Even though he always looks groveling in his daily life, when it comes to his lover Hastur, he never gives in. Otherwise, he would not have been silently guarding Hastur for millions of years.
However, Alberto, who was lucky enough to be reborn, stayed with Gloria for more than a hundred years. During this time, he saw with his own eyes what terror was, what tyranny was, and what desperate measures were.
Looking back at myself, it can be said that it was a complete waste of life. Although my lover Hastur survived by chance, he almost lost all his memory, and he appeared in the form of a "worm", no longer what the soul butterfly clan should be.
Smart beauty.
At first, Alberto's plan was just to use his companions as a springboard. After Hastur transformed into an ancient beast, he would leave with them.
But after so many years, Alberto changed his mind. Now he is willing to follow Gloria and is content to make a pot of coffee for her every day.
Regardless of alchemy or spell formation, regardless of the power of blood or the elegance displayed in every gesture, Gloria has become Alberto's idol and the template he most hopes to be.
Although the other party has a capricious temperament and will always get angry over trivial things, in the past hundred years, the other party has taught him practical experience more than once, and more importantly, he has made himself understand a truth. All spirits are equal.
The meaning of existence is not to cling to anyone from the day of birth.
Subtly, Alberto is no longer so entangled in the amnesia of his lover Hastur. As long as the other party can live well, then he will be more happy to live in the depths of the cave all year round and serve Gloria.
"Little one, if I'm not mistaken, you should be a soul butterfly just like Hastur."
"Although from the level of psychic energy fluctuations, you should be classified as a user of nervous psychic power, you must be by no means a magician, or you are better at fighting with the power of nervous psychic power.
Assassin, right?"
"You're a very interesting little guy, just follow me from now on. As long as you can hurt me a little bit, I can grant you a wish. Anything will do, okay?"
This was the first time in Alberto's life that his cover-up was seen through and he was completely exposed to the opponent. You must know that the female soul butterfly is best at concealing the aura. Even most ancient beasts cannot detect it, let alone Gloria.
It was so easy to see through.
The figure disappeared in a flash (soul step), the lower jaw disappeared, and a completely black dagger cut through the night (jaw blade). It was a young girl with short gray hair and pure white pupils, and a pretty face that was extremely cold.
However, the dagger was finally fixed in front of Gloria, and the girl's right arm burst instantly, her body flew backwards into the night, and finally fell to the ground hard.
Looking back at Gloria, she was drinking coffee quietly. From the beginning to the end, neither of them looked at Alberto. An understatement almost made him lose his mind.
Originally, Alberto thought that he was doomed, and that the Soul Butterflies would become the slaves of the other party and would never see the light of day again. However, in fact, the other party did not make things difficult for him at all, and just made three cups of coffee on time every day.
On the contrary, the other party actually imparted a lot of combat experience in his spare time, and more importantly, he stopped Alberto from giving everything to Hastur.
It was a transformation on the level of thinking, an afterthought of a change in mood. From then on, Alberto swore allegiance to Gloria and actively gave a small part of his soul power.
However, even so, Alberto's pace of life has not changed at all. Except for three cups of coffee every day, he has not been subject to any restrictions.
However, Alberto gradually got used to this kind of life, getting used to lying on the test bench every day, staring at each other and playing with all kinds of weird things.
Although among the seven people in the group, Rikka was the most powerful one. But in Alberto's eyes, he admired Gloria more and felt that she was the best being, far more perfect than any living being.
I quietly jumped off the test bench, and after waiting for a moment, the familiar aroma spread throughout the cave. Slowly stirring the silver spoon, a few sugars melted quickly until they merged with the hot coffee.
However, Alberto, the female worm, habitually looked up at the other party and did not dare to disturb him rashly. After all, they had been together for many years. Regardless of whether the spell formation or the alchemy formation was drawn incorrectly, the result would be ruined.
Silently controlling the temperature of the fire, a gleam flashed through Alberto's eyes, reflecting the concentrated silhouette of Gloria.
And I don't know when, the four basic psychic powers in the cave began to converge on the surface of the animal skin on the test platform. The magic crystals standing around fluoresced, looking extremely weird.
With a roll of his eyes, two more sugar cubes were thrown into the coffee cup. This was a compliment from the female insect Alberto, and it was Gloria's favorite sweetness.
After all, it also hopes that the other party will get what it wants, even though it can't understand those complicated lines and the meaning of so much trouble.
You must know that the female worm Alberto is only a relic after all, or in other words, its vision is still fixed within the framework of this world.