Lisa’s death made Roland’s heart as firm as iron.
He would definitely go to the end!
Looking at Roland’s determined expression, Sif was infuriated.
Of course, she knew Lisa was still alive. Lisa was her rival in love, and she had a special sense for Lisa.
She had just used [Insight] to take a look at the volcano’s crater. She didn’t see Lisa, but the faint red glow representing a threat still existed.
Not only existed, but it was even gradually increasing.
Sif tiptoed and grabbed Roland’s shoulders, almost sticking close to his face.
Locking eyes, Sif growled softly in so anger.
"I said she’s not dead! Not legally dead, but truly not dead!"
"...Not dead?"
Roland’s pupils trembled.
He could hardly believe his ears.
"I don’t want to explain, but please believe !"
Roland nodded heavily. The calmness he had barely maintained broke down instantly, his tall figure collapsing like a taut bowstring released.
Sif held him tightly, feeling Roland’s trembling body, and softly comforted him: "Don’t worry, let’s wait a little longer."
Looking at the volcano’s crater continuously spewing magma, Sif’s mood was sowhat complex.
Lisa was a rival in love.
By common sense, she should hope Lisa burns to death in the magma.
But she just couldn’t bring herself to hate Lisa, after all, Lisa had no hostility toward her.
Sif suddenly had a jolt, she found a reason to hope for Lisa’s return.
As long as Lisa was alive, she was a conquerable rival!
If Lisa died, she would beco a lifeless ghost, forever living in Roland’s heart, forever above her!
Although the surroundings were incomparably scorching, Sif’s mind was incredibly calm.
She released Roland, slowly squatted down, kneeled on one knee, and began to pray devoutly.
Seeing Sif’s actions, Roland was sowhat bewildered.
He could feel Sif’s sincerity.
Did she really hope so much that Lisa was safe and sound?
At this mont, Sif in Roland’s eyes seed like an angel descending to the human world, pure and perfect, making Roland feel sowhat ashad.
He clumsily imitated Sif’s posture, kneeling on one knee, hands clasped, ready to pray.
Just as he was about to pray, he abruptly rembered he didn’t seem to believe in any god.
The only ones he could pray to were...
"Father, Mother, if you can hear my prayer, please bless Lisa with safety!"
You may not believe in gods, but you must believe in your parents.
Maybe it was the prayers’ effect, or maybe heaven hadn’t turned against them, as in the fifth minute after the volcanic eruption, Lisa finally erged from the searing magma.
Although her clothes were burned full of holes, leaving only the fireproof undergarnt, and although she looked extrely disheveled, and although she trembled with each step, she erged alive.
The two rings on her fingers were completely shattered, and the fireproof magic equipnt was all damaged.
At least she was unhard.
Roland dashed over like lightning, hugging Lisa tightly.
Anthony looked up at the sky, though he never studied astrology, gazing at the stars was a kind of enjoynt.
Christine "focused" on praying, as if nothing in the world concerned her.
Sif...
She ran off to retrieve her long spear.
Although that long spear was tossed just a few ters away, she couldn’t see it, searching all around.
Lisa was hugged tightly by Roland, completely stunned.
This was the first ti Roland embraced her in front of so many people.
It felt so warm...
Wait, Sif was still right there!
She forcefully twisted Roland’s arm, constantly giving him looks as a reminder, almost ready to bite if needed, until Roland finally released his embrace under her gaze’s threat.
"Sister, I was really afraid I’d never see you again! These were the longest five minutes of my life."
" too."
Lisa slightly lowered her head, speaking softly: "I encountered sothing very strange, but..."
"As long as you’re alive, everyone has their own secrets!"
Roland interrupted Lisa.
If it’s inconvenient to say, it’s okay; safety is what matters most.
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