Fast Travel: After turning into an animal, the villain asked me to be his wife

"God?" Cecil looked at her.

"Master... do you want me to become a god?"

Yu Zhen was stunned.

"You should ask yourself this kind of question, not me."

Cecil's eyes fell on the black mist.

The black fog was still roaring, but the sound was much quieter.

"Then," he lowered his eyes and thought for a while, and gave Yu Zhen an unexpected answer, "Master... do you want to become a god?"

"Ok?"

To be honest, Yu Zhen never expected Cecil to say such a thing.

She didn't quite understand what he meant, and couldn't help but frowned: "What did you say?"

Cecil clenched his hands at his sides slightly, as if he had absorbed some strength from them. After a long while, he said, "I say... Master, do you want to become a god?"

His eyes were full of flickering light: "Master... do you want it?"

Cecil never delved into what God was, nor did he yearn for it.

He has never been liked by the world, only his master likes him.

If one is respected and loved simply because of one's identity and status, is this love real?

Cecil never believed in God. If God really existed, why was the world still so filthy?

Even if he was a god before, he was certainly not a real god, because he did not have a compassionate heart.

The legendary God of Light loves everyone equally, but that is only a legend. Only the original God of Light knows the true truth.

Somehow, Cecil didn't think the God of Light was as rumored.

Instead, he felt that... God simply looked down upon all living beings in the world equally.

Even if the world really should have a God, that God should not be him.

Cecil thought of the pitying look his master occasionally showed, and thought that if his master devoured his soul and became a god, would that also mean... that everything he had would become a part of his master?

We will never be apart and will always be together.

Cecil enjoyed this punishment, which was almost like a curse to others.

He is not a normal person, but just a pathetic, despicable creature who craves for his master's love all the time.

Rather than being a god, he wanted to be with her forever... in another way.

eternal.

What a wonderful word.

Whenever he thought of this, his breathing became heavier. His heterochromatic eyes fell on his master's face, and his desire for her to agree surpassed everything else.

Yu Zhen's eyes changed as he looked at him.

She said hesitantly, "Do you know what you are talking about?"

"If I want to become a god, I will have to devour your soul. Your existence will disappear immediately and become the nourishment for me to become a god."

"How could you have such an idea?"

But Cecil's eyes were actually glowing slightly, revealing a kind of paranoid persistence.

"...Master, you are my God."

"Cecil wants to stay with you forever."

"As long as the master devours my soul, I can be with you forever."

The black fog's roar had gradually faded away, but when it heard Cecil say these words, it actually let out a sharp cry before dying.

Yu Zhen didn't understand, but Cecil did.

[You idiot! You can even give up the throne to someone else! I actually lost to you!!!]

[I won’t accept this! I won’t accept this! ! ! ]

It wanted to continue saying something, but Yu Zhen felt that it was too annoying. The silver-white magic power was restraining it more and more. After a while, its voice became weaker and weaker, and finally became barely perceptible.

Seeing Cecil staring at his hand, Yu Zhen said, "It's too noisy. It's really annoying."

This interruption actually allowed her to answer Cecil's questions properly.

"Cecil, you said you wanted to be with me forever," she was obviously not used to it when she said this, Cecil's eyes were too naked, "Why is that?"

"I..." He wanted to answer anxiously.

"Wait," Yu Zhen looked at him seriously, "Answer carefully, and...think it through."

This undoubtedly gave Cecil an opportunity.

Cecil seemed to be aware of something, his heart began to beat wildly, and even his fingertips curled up.

But language is like bitter wine, flowing through the lips and difficult to express.

He is a somewhat timid man.

Even the moon that is so close to me, I dare not touch it easily.

Cecil hesitated and struggled.

Yu Zhen was getting a little impatient. Of course, the main reason was that the black mist in his hand seemed to be really dead, leaving only a small black lens fragment.

She held the fragment and waved it in front of Cecil's eyes: "Do you want it?"

Cecil was stunned and shook his head.

Cecil's meaning was very clear, but Yu Zhen felt that... it was useless for him to take it.

Not to mention that the god of this world is a false god, even if it is a real god, she finds it difficult to imagine.

I always feel... I always feel that God shouldn’t be like this, but... but what kind of thing?

Something flashed through my mind.

what is that?

It seems to be... a man’s back?

The wind blew up his long hair that fell on his back, and it fluttered like spider silk, like a hazy dream.

But it quickly disappeared from my mind.

It's a bit strange.

Yu Zhen tried hard to figure out the origin of this mentality, but all his attention was attracted by Cecil in front of him.

She heard Cecil's lips trembling and he said tremblingly: "I..."

“I just want to give it to you.”

Yu Zhen shook off the strange images in his mind and focused his attention on Cecil again.

He raised his right hand, and his fingertips tried to touch Yu Zhen's hand. Finally, as if he had figured something out, he directly wrapped his hand around Yu Zhen's hand, then lowered his head and stuttered, "Originally... this is also the master's trophy."

Seeing that Yu Zhen had no intention of continuing to give it to him, he withdrew his hand, but he didn't dare to look at her, his cheeks flushed.

Not to mention, it’s quite delicious.

Yu Zhen rubbed the black crystal in his hand for a while, put the thing away directly, then tilted his head and looked at Cecil's shy reaction after his rare bold behavior, finding it a little funny.

She thought about it, then simply reached out a hand and pinched Cecil's chin.

His somewhat surprised look came into view so easily.

"Master...master?"

“You don’t even want to be God, but you are willing to be my servant?”

Yu Zhen curled the corners of his lips: "It seems that you like me very much?"

Cecil didn't expect that his master would speak out his secret thoughts so bluntly. Even though he was mentally prepared that his master knew everything, he still couldn't help but become so nervous that his whole body became stiff.

Yu Zhen doesn't like beating around the bush.

If you like it, you like it; if you don't like it, you don't like it.

So I pinched his chin and shook it: "Speak."

Cecil had never seen such a master.

His face was completely red, and the redness was gradually spreading downwards. Yu Zhen only took a glance and discovered that even his neck was redder.

He is already fair to begin with, if he continues to turn this red, won’t he look like a boiled shrimp?

The force of the jaw was light, but the owner's words carried weight.

Cecil, who had little emotional experience, felt as if his body was burning starting from his chin, and then his soul was easily dyed with a restless red.

He swallowed unconsciously, and his Adam's apple rolled.

"I-I like it."