"..."
Leonard Churchill listened to the complints, smiling without saying a word.
He had realized earlier that this Great Angel had none of the arrogance and coldness typical of powerful beings; instead, they were friendly and easy to communicate with.
This one also wore a cool outfit, confidently showing off their impressive figure.
Sunshine glinted off the black wings, reflecting a dark golden divine light.
Speaking, this Fallen Angel seed to have thought of sothing, a slight smile appeared on their enchanting and beautiful face, saying, "Forget it, you young ones chat, I’ll go for a walk."
Before Leonard Churchill could say anything, they disappeared without a trace.
Only the hanging chair still swayed gently in the breeze.
At this mont, Camilla sat up and stood from another hammock.
She exchanged a glance with Leonard Churchill, seemingly aware of his change, unable to hide her surprise, yet sowhat unsure: "You... have you condensed a Godhood?"
"Not yet."
Leonard Churchill shook his head with a smile, his gaze naturally falling on Camilla’s attire.
Beach sunbathing, naturally, calls for very cool attire.
A set of sexy pale blue thin pieces perfectly showcased that well-proportioned figure.
All of Camilla’s clothes were designed by Griffith, perfectly highlighting the exquisite figure while maintaining the noble elegance befitting an Empress.
Although Leonard Churchill was not unfamiliar with Camilla’s figure, she had always dressed conservatively before, and this was the first ti seeing her in such a sexy outfit.
The two were familiar companions, and he unabashedly took a few extra glances.
Camilla, of course, noticed the gaze that lingered up and down her figure, her delicate eyebrows raised slightly but not bothered by it.
Leonard Churchill proactively complinted, "You look great."
Camilla seed to find such words rather unfamiliar, casually replying, "Really..."
Tracy Garcia blinked her crystalline eyes, smiling without speaking on the side.
"Want a drink?"
"Sure."
Enjoying a rare rest, the three sat down under the coconut trees, took out glasses and wine, and began to sip leisurely.
"Is that the ’Annihilation Rule’?"
"You could tell?"
"No, it’s because Lady Reine ntioned you to just now... She said you comprehended a very special power below the God Tier..."
"I see..."
"Camilla, are you going to condense a Godhood?"
"Soon. Lady Reine said I’m on the path of the Extre Cold Law, with the Royal Fortune blessing, it will be quite easy. But this single-elent Godhood will be hard to advance in the God Tier Domain..."
"Because of affinity balance?"
"Yes."
"..."
The three chatted and drank casually.
They discussed the current state of the New Taren Empire, talking about the current situation.
Camilla was a competent ruler; as the "King’s Hand," she was doing a great job.
Most of the ti, Leonard Churchill listened quietly.
And Tracy Garcia, who was also well-acquainted with the situation, occasionally found it a bit dull.
Instead, she found the sight of the azure sea more interesting, and suddenly proposed, "Leonard, Sister Camilla, shall we go swimming?"
These days, she had been guarding Leonard Churchill at the Divine Temple, and this was her first ti in this Elental Mysterious Realm.
You can drink elsewhere, but sun and sand are unique to this place.
Leonard Churchill had never been this leisurely in this world before, and he readily agreed, "Sure."
Seeing both interested, Camilla naturally wouldn’t refuse, "Okay."
When it was just the three of them, nothing seed to have changed—they were still the close companions they had been at the start of their journeys.
Not Top-level Card Masters, nor Emperor and Empress, but intimate partners who had once ventured together.
Tracy Garcia, seeing their response, shed her High Priest deanor, happily took off her robe, and transford into a cool swimwear.
But due to her abundant curves, she looked extrely attractive.
The Bun-Haired Miss jogged along the beach, her eyes on the rolling waves.
Even though Leonard Churchill had seen this many tis before, he still found it delightful.
Beside him, Camilla watched, her brow subtly shifting, her lips curled into an amused but helpless smile.
Tracy Garcia was well aware, but since it was just the three of them, she wasn’t the least bit shy. Instead, she sped up, diving into the clear sea, "Co on in, you guys."
Leonard Churchill and Camilla also got up and walked over, the cold sea water and warm sunshine providing extraordinary sensation to their skin.
Swimming and surfing, for top-level Extraordinary n who could fly, didn’t usually offer much enjoynt.
But at this mont, the three took pleasure in playing together as friends.
Leonard Churchill found it quite wonderful.
Previously, he had chased all sorts of thrills to gain a bit of sensory enjoynt.
Now, he realized that such ordinary days brought his heart a peaceful sense of calm.
This wonderfully flowing ti offered the soul a more lasting, deeper comfort and joy.
This kind of ordinariness, like the Universe Law, had always been there if one just observed.
It was rely unnoticed before.
Tracy Garcia was like a playful dolphin, diving nimbly into the sea, picking up a few glistening shells, her pretty face wearing a bright smile.
Leonard Churchill lay back on the sea surface, leisurely backstroking.
Camilla seed to rarely allow herself such monts of relaxation, feeling slightly uneasy—not restrained, but uncertain about what to do.
All three thoroughly enjoyed the charm brought by the sun and waves.
Suddenly, Tracy Garcia seed to feel that them swimming separately lacked so fun, so she suggested, "Sister Camilla, Leonard, shall we have a swimming race?"
Leonard Churchill casually replied, "Sure."
"Mm."
Camilla maintained her usual indifferent, agreeable deanor.
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