This proposal declaration belongs only to Roland and Lisa.
Only they beca family first, then lovers.
Roland couldn’t quite pinpoint when he started to fall for this elder sister with a mature exterior but a gentle heart who silently cared for him.
There’s a kind of affection called love at first sight, like with Sif.
There’s a kind of love called sharing hardships together, like with Alina.
And there’s a kind of emotion like an old wine, growing richer with age, like with Lisa.
Today’s Lisa is no longer the lowly postal clerk but the personal disciple of the president of the Magic Association, the Guardian of the Talia Kingdom, and has even acquired the title of Count.
With her status, if she wished to marry, the monarchs and nobility across the Rodinia Continent would instantly be in an uproar.
But she hasn’t. She has always been waiting for Roland.
This waiting has lasted for years.
From the end of the Sixth Era to the beginning of the Seventh Era.
Roland thought silently, if he didn’t bring it up, Lisa might just keep waiting.
To let soone who deeply loves you wait is the most cruel cri.
Roland really intended to reveal his feelings this ti.
After all, his journey this ti might take several years, and it’s normal if he doesn’t return. It would be too unfair to Sister Lisa if he didn’t give her a clear expression of his feelings.
Looking at Lisa, who was crying uncontrollably, Roland blad himself silently in his heart.
He embraced Lisa, who had been his companion for many years, gently bent down, kissed away her tears with his lips, and when Lisa’s body temperature gradually rose, he suddenly lifted her up by her waist, walking towards the bedroom amid her soft cries.
A worldly wedding no longer held much aning for them, only each other’s companionship was the most real.
...
Roland originally planned to stay for a few days in Milan and then set out, but when he wanted to say goodbye, the perceptive Lisa sensed sothing. She said nothing, just silently looked at Roland, her lips slightly parted.
"Sister, is there anything here you need for?" Roland softened, he had to travel a thousand miles, but who said Milan and the Talia Kingdom weren’t part of the journey?
Lisa slowly shook her head, "Roland, I thought of asking you to stay with longer, but I know you have important things to do, even if you stay here for a short ti, you will have to leave eventually."
Roland didn’t respond, because it was the truth.
He could stay for a week, a month, but could he stay for a year? Even if he could, he would still have to set out to see the entire world eventually.
Lisa’s voice grew softer, her tone sowhat desolate, and just as Roland hesitated on how to comfort her, she slowly raised her head, a smile on her lips.
"I’ve decided! I don’t want you to stay; I want to go with you!"
"Ah?" Roland was stunned for several seconds before reacting, letting out a surprised sound instinctively.
Lisa moved closer to Roland, stood on tiptoe, and Roland bent down voluntarily, making their eyes level.
Roland thought Lisa wanted a kiss, but unexpectedly, his ear was pinched by his sister.
"What, am I so ugly that you’d be embarrassed to be seen with ?"
"Of course not, sister, you are the most beautiful!" Roland wasn’t just flattering; since rging with the Phoenix Blood, her appearance and aura had changed subtly.
She transford from a beautiful woman at par with passersby to a stunning beauty comparable to Alina and others.
Lisa continued to ask, "Is it that I can’t take care of your life?"
"Of course not."
"Is it that my combat ability would hold you back?"
"No way!" Roland quickly replied.
After a complete transformation, Lisa’s hard power was extrely strong, only her combat will and skill slightly inferior to those maniacs, so she wouldn’t hold him back in the least.
Lisa’s small hand didn’t use any extraordinary abilities, just casually pinching Roland, the force as light as a massage.
If Roland wanted to break free, it would be easy, but Lisa hadn’t exerted her "sisterly" authority over him like this in a long ti, and this long-lost feeling took him back five years, making him sowhat enjoy it.
When Lisa’s gentle small hand left Roland’s ear, he even felt a bit reluctant.
In short, he couldn’t find a reason to refuse Lisa.
Sif and Alina each have their own country. Although there are many professional ministers handling state affairs, the important decisions concerning major issues must be made by them.
And they were all accelerating their path to strength.
Sif was to rebuild the dreamlike flowers, Alina calmly observing the universe at the observatory, even if they were willing to drop everything and follow Roland on his journey, Roland wouldn’t allow it.
Ti was tight; everyone was racing against the clock, how could re longing disrupt the bigger picture?
But Lisa was different; her training was relatively simple, her mind pure, and she just wanted to follow Roland.
Since that was the case, Roland declining would be a bit impolite.
He made an inviting gesture and said with a smile, "If Sister Lisa doesn’t mind the adventures and the frequent als in the open air, then let’s travel together."
Travel, huh?
Lisa’s pupils gradually transford into heart shapes.
She had read many romance novels and knew this was called a honeymoon. Previously, she was just a pretty civilian girl, without even the protection of her parents; a honeymoon, such an extravagant aristocratic enjoynt, was an unattainable dream for her.
Moreover, back then, she hadn’t realized that her feelings for Roland were changing, and she couldn’t even find soone she could fantasize about sharing a honeymoon with, so it was just random thoughts.
But now, faced with such a real opportunity, she was dumbfounded.
When she awoke from her shock, she eagerly nodded her head.
"Yes, I’ll go, of course, I’ll go!"
Her lips curved slightly upwards, the slight resentnt dissipating into nothingness.
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