Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End

The black-haired boy lowered his head slightly, as if he was thinking about something, and said lightly under Petra's gaze:

"I have a hunch that danger is approaching, but the previous small fights are far from the time to show the cards. The most powerful force is used at the most critical moment. This has always been my principle."

"Oh? I didn't expect you to cherish my blessings so much. To be honest, I'm in a good mood to hear you say that. Indeed, to cherish my gifts is to respect me, and it's good to know respect."

Petra raised the corners of her mouth, and there was a smile on her pretty face, but she was also a little puzzled.

"But to be honest, there is a big difference between your self-expression and your age."

"I am?"

"Yes, this space is my world. Even if you can come in, you can't deceive me here. The you here is the real you without the disguise."

"...Is that so, no wonder there is always a strange feeling."

Roja nodded, and finally understood the unnaturalness since coming here. The blond woman leaned on the throne and looked at such a young man, the light in her eyes became more intense.

"In any case, since you completed the first agreement and saw me again, I should also show some sincerity."

Petra's vertical pupils were as bright as gold, she stared at the black-haired boy and looked at him, at this moment Roja felt his eyes burn and couldn't help but squint.

"what have you done?"

"Hehe, it's just a small gift, you will find it when the skill is activated."

Petra looked at Roja with a smile, and seemed to be staring at something far away, and opened her lips lightly as if thinking of something after a long time.

"By the way, I heard that guy said he wanted to ask a question, right?"

"That guy?"

"It's that noisy giant outside, what a troublesome guy."

"Huh? Grandall?"

The black-haired boy's eyes widened, and Petra nodded immediately after hearing the words. She put her hands on her cheeks and looked at Roja with a smile, obviously very interested in him.

"It's him. He was very angry because he couldn't get in here, and threatened me not to use my brain."

"Hey? Is there such a thing? Can you contact me?"

"Of course, but the bridge of communication is still you. But it really surprises me. How did you manage to make such an existence care about you so much?"

Petra curiously looked down at the cheerful young man thinking of his companion. Roja was taken aback when he heard this, and after thinking about it, he smiled and said:

"Because they are friends."

"friend?"

The blond woman's eyes widened because of Roja's words, and after blinking her beautiful eyes, Petra suddenly laughed.

"To be able to become friends with that kind of guy, hahaha, you are really interesting, little guy."

After laughing uncontrollably for a while, Petra finally remembered the topic. She glanced at the outside world and raised the corners of her mouth in interest.

"Let me see the most beautiful thing in destiny, this is my request."

"...You guys really like to ask troublesome questions, but fate? This word really has a relationship with me recently."

"Are you referring to the little girl who believes in the goddess of fate?"

"That's it."

Roja heard the woman's words and thought about it, and felt that not only Charlotte herself, but even the arrival of the girl was a bit like a turning point in his fate.

No, it should be the turning point of each other.

The black-haired boy sighed, what he had seen and heard recently had really shocked him too much, and the unraveling of each mystery made him like a learner who received enlightenment knowledge, and half-knowledge brought even greater doubts, and There are some conjectures about the Akat family in the dark.

"Indeed, that girl is a rare atavistic bloodline blessed by the goddess of fate, and she is indeed worthy of you as a breeding object."

"Yeah...huh?"

The black-haired boy nodded vaguely when he heard the serious words of the woman on the throne, but his eyes gradually widened after he understood.

"Wait a minute, what did you say?"

"Huh? I mean that your bloodlines are very compatible, and the next generation born after reproduction is likely to be bloodlines."

"No, why are you suddenly talking about breeding? Does it matter?"

"Relationship? Aren't you husband and wife?"

Petra blinked suspiciously, as if she didn't understand Roja's train of thought, while the black-haired boy was speechless at what the woman said, not knowing how to explain it.

"Unmarried couples, unmarried! No reproduction!"

Roja emphasized with a blushing face, and suddenly remembered the conversation with Glandar in the past, and couldn't help but wonder in his heart whether it was the skeleton giant that misled Petra's thinking.

This mating, that reproduction, were they so straightforward in ancient times? Would you like to talk about the construction of spiritual civilization?

The young man reacted violently, and the strong emotional fluctuations weakened his unique feeling in the space. Although the blonde woman saw this strangely, she didn't care. She looked up at the continuous mountains, her eyes seemed to look through the dark stone wall. What's up.

"Really? But... you are the only one who thinks so?"

"what?"

"You should go."