["Rephya, I’m married!"]
[Soon, Senior Sister Fufu’s child was born, a lovely girl]
[She gradually devoted herself to the child, and shortly after that, the Demon King joined the Maze Walker dical team, leaving school early]
[Not long after, Senior Sister Fufu graduated early, and soon you heard rumors about a special couple on the front lines of the Maze]
[The man was honored as a Skywalker, with the appearance of an Angel and the healing abilities of a Divine Son]
[But there were always rumors that the Skywalker loved to smash enemies’ heads with his fists]
[The woman was once known as a Shadow Dancer, with red hair flying and movents as agile as a rabbit, with exceptional skills]
[Yet, for so reason, this gifted daughter of the heavens would disappear every so often]
[You were very curious about what Senior Sister had gone through in these five years, and you chose to:]
[Visit Senior Sister]
Chloe, floating in mid-air, pinches her brow, looking a bit uncomfortable.
Rephya saw only a piece of text, but for Chloe, it was five years of significant change.
During the first simulation, he noticed that the Blessed with Many Children System was not omnipotent.
This little brat only protected mories related to the Blessed with Many Children target, ignoring everything else.
Specializing in "when it cos to substitute literature, I absolutely will not compromise."
As a result, the mont Rephya crossed several years within a short piece of text, the influx of mories could directly fry his CPU.
It is impossible to die, just that a mass of mories appeared as if shrouded in mist, unclear and unreadable.
At this mont, he stood on the balcony, watching Rephya peek around downstairs.
[At 22, you could only replicate R-ranked talents, still with limited uses, and beca the sha of your cohort]
[At 24, you joined a small association, and under saturated work, your stress exploded, and your health deteriorated]
[At 28, you noticed that the small association was quite fair, relentlessly exploiting anyone regardless of gender or age]
[On this day, you rembered the tis with Senior Sister Fufu in the association, the happiest tis of your life, and decided to visit her]
"Huh? Rephya?"
With a figure replete with the fullness of a married woman, Fufu looked at the woman peeking at the door.
"Ah, Fu, Senior Sister Fufu, long ti no see."
"It’s been a long ti, are you here in the imperial capital for work?"
"Ah, um, long ti no see."
Rephya suddenly felt sowhat wistful.
She tried very hard, yet was still living an ordinary life.
Yet Fufu was full of smiles, saying:
"Since graduating from college, we have never seen each other again, right? Ti flies really fast."
Rephya’s gaze felt helplessly wandering.
Senior Sister Fufu was always good-looking, and now her full figure made Rephya, who felt like a bean sprout, feel ashad.
"Senior Sister Fufu, are you no longer an Adventurer?"
Fu·Icarus was montarily stunned, then covered her mouth in a giggle:
"Are you worried I got injured and retired?"
Rephya nodded and replied softly: "Senior Sister, with your outstanding talent, you should be Sequence Five by now, but all these years, you are rarely seen in the external world."
Fufu’s smile brightened, her face beaming with happiness:
"Hmph, it’s actually not what you think, after all, I married Chloe."
She took out a Magic Photo, showing a scene of a crowd of children around her.
Her face exuded a strong maternal Aura:
"Just had the sixth one this year, a son."
She tucked her hair behind her ear and said gently:
"Actually, you don’t know, a long ti ago I was already attracted to him. It was at that ti I saw him holding an umbrella, healing Magical Creatures, and I fell for him."
"That smile was too gentle, just by watching, you would fall in love with his eyes, his lips, and his smile, so when he asked if I would consider a marriage-focused relationship, I gathered up the courage to agree!"
Rephya was dazzled by that radiant smile, and at that mont, a raspy voice ca:
"Fufu, it’s windy outside, huh, a rare guest, isn’t this Rephya?"
Rephya looked up and saw Chloe, wearing a long, white Priest Robe, standing in front of her.
Rephya, in the simulation, was stunned, her fists clenched.
This mischievous Senior, even without becoming the Demon King, is still a big pervert!
It’s been just a few years since graduation, and already the seventh one, an average of about one each year.
Accounting for Senior Sister Fufu’s pregnancy and Extraordinary self-recovery ti...
That guy, how much exactly did he have to bully Senior Sister Fufu to achieve this?
[eting Senior Sister Fufu made you very happy, she invited you to co over for a al, and you chose:]
[Gladly accept]
[That evening, after wine and food, you were allowed to rest in the guest room]
[Even with help, taking care of the children over the years left Senior Sister exhausted, so she retired to rest early]
[In the dead of night, with your acute hearing and sight, you heard sounds coming from upstairs, and the noise persisted for a long ti]
[Drowsy, you were awakened by a shiver of dread and went upstairs, witnessing an unbelievable scene]
At that ti, the magic energy lamp of the imperial capital had not been extinguished, and the soft light passed through the attic, casting a glow on Senior Sister Fufu’s sleeping face on the sofa.
Rephya looked in horror at the woman she had seen in the basent.
Her exquisite figure displayed a translucent, gleaming, utterly beautiful texture, giving Rephya the illusion she saw an artwork.
Indeed, it was a beauty that even the most exquisite craftsn couldn’t sculpt.
The proportions of every corner weren’t large but emphasized balance, with nearly perfect proportions.
The Demon King at that mont was holding her, her legs were draped over the sturdy shoulders, and on the white toes, amber-like nails were precisely aligned.
Rephya t the woman’s moist eyes, her bewitching face with lips slightly curling up.
She extended her jade finger, tapping on her thin lips.
"Shh!"
At this mont, Rephya didn’t know what mood to use to describe herself.
She recognized that woman.
It was the incarnate remnant that the Desire Mother Tree sent down last simulation.
After many years, she thought she’d never see her again, yet now, here she was again.
She felt seized by that gaze, her body stiffened, unable to move.
[You recall the ti in the basent, you were also just as powerless to resist]
[You choose:]
[You loudly question Chloe, asking why he would betray despite having Senior Sister Fufu]
[Yet the response you got was Chloe’s cold gaze]
["That’s sothing you should be asking yourself, my dear junior."]
["When Fufu was about to give birth for the first ti, she was attacked by an Esoteric Practitioner whose entire body was wrapped in Red Gold Pattern, and it hard her Extraordinary Origin."]
You froze in place, Red Gold Pattern... that was the sign of the Holy Bone Talent.
Rephya froze in place.
She never expected to hear that familiar talent from Chloe again.
"There was a problem with Fufu, and my Recovery couldn’t keep them both alive, so I chose to sacrifice myself to the Tree of Life."
Chloe spoke calmly.
He wasn’t lying.
Even in simulations, he unleashed his joy recklessly, yet when it ca to Fufu, he did everything he could.
This ti, he didn’t make reproduction requests to the Desire Mother Tree again.
Desire Mother Tree?
Who is that?
Don’t know.
I’m already married.
But the situation seed a bit off.
Though the Desire Mother Tree was indeed fond of this offering, and indeed agreed to save Fufu, she made a request.
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