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"I remember now! Back then, that heartless, stinky Mino laughed at me so hard! It was infuriating!!!"
Lena's eyes widened instinctively; she was already getting angry...
Lena was actually quite pleased with this reaction; this was exactly how things were going to unfold! To hear a word of praise from Mino was practically impossible...
"Hey, Lena, don't sulk!"
"A woman as outstanding as you, how could you possibly have trouble finding the right person!"
With a bright smile, the blond boy uttered a meaningful but heartfelt statement: "I have a saying for you: A good horse needs a good saddle, and flowers bloom for the young man!"
Rumbling--
Like a bolt of lightning striking her mind, Lena's mouth gaped open in disbelief at what she was seeing.
Is this still a mino?
Could it be that Mino had already...? Lena's face flushed crimson, as if boiling water had been poured over it. Back then, had this blond boy already expressed his love for her with his childish and clumsy words? This—
"No, impossible. What does he know about me? It's probably just some playboy rhetoric. Humph, such a young kid, he's really not learning anything good." Lena blushed and spat, her mind wavering as she denied it.
In the dream, "Lena" suddenly hummed and spoke:
"Mino, you're just a smooth talker. What do you know about me? Humph!"
Well said! Lena clenched her fist in agreement; she suddenly remembered!
After she questioned Mino, he immediately rattled off a list of his "one hundred flaws" like a menu! Enraged, she spent the entire afternoon practicing swordsmanship with the boy in a Spartan-like frenzy!
"Hurry up and show your true colors, Mino!!!"
Lena, her anticipation burning, was completely unaware that the entire dream world outside was bathed in an extremely ambiguous... pink hue.
Chapter 158 Love at first sight is true love!
"No way."
In the sunlight, the boy suddenly lowered his head and began to seriously count on his fingers:
"I like Lena's gentleness and thoughtfulness, I like Lena's amazing swordsmanship, I love Lena's white hair, Lena's..."
The voice, as if guided by a magical sound transmission, gradually echoed throughout the dream. Finally, as the handsome young man raised his face, his resounding words, accompanied by a radiant smile like sunshine, spread out:
"I love everything about Lena the most!"
"I like it the most..."
"It's..."
Pull—!!!
Like Cupid's arrow piercing her heart, Lena's body trembled violently, her icy eyes seemingly melted by the blazing sun, and inexplicable emotions welled up in her unfocused pupils.
A pinkish aura filled her eyes, her breathing gradually quickened, and Lena's body was covered in a fine, sticky sweat. For some reason, a sweet fragrance emanated from her body.
Although this was a feeling she had never experienced before, Lena understood something at that moment, and murmured softly:
"This must be what it feels like to be in love..."
"Mmm." Her chest trembled slightly in unison, a deep sense of agreement.
Judging from its rapidly flashing light and its piercing "beep" sound, which is like an alarm, this doesn't seem like such a good thing.
"This must be what an explosion feels like..."
The light of the Ice Heart dimmed, as if even the last warning energy was beginning to dissipate. Trembling, it emitted its final, peaceful sound:
"May there be no Mino in heaven..."
"The Heart of Ice?" At that moment, Lena felt a chill run through her mind. She finally sensed the abnormality of the Heart of Ice's state through the contract. She snapped back to reality and anxiously called out to the gem on her chest whose luster was gradually dimming:
"What happened to you? Who did this? Who did this to you?!"
Who else could it be...? It's your teeth that are pinching my nipples!
Iceheart wanted to rage and curse again, but it was too weak. Even its consciousness was about to fall into slumber. But in its final moments, it suddenly sensed a familiar presence.
That "weapon power," which only the Sacred Body of the Weapon possesses, can already be considered a unique calling card.
If she hadn't already been deeply impressed by the Pope's power, Iceheart wouldn't have been able to detect the extremely subtle fluctuations of ritual magic, and... the abundant power filled with "positive emotions" before falling asleep!
Finally, Ice Heart understood something.
Holy shit!
Enraged, as if in a final burst of energy, Ice Heart erupted once more with a furious and ferocious light!
I may not be human, but you're a real dog, Pope Brad! Everyone else offers help in times of need, but you... add fuel to the fire! Do you want me dead?!
At this moment, Ice Heart even felt a strong urge to devour Pope Brad alive.
Who the hell would cramm positive emotions into Saint Lena's life when she was experiencing a backlash of joy? What's the difference between that and continuing to poop on an already clogged toilet?!
What's even more outrageous is that even if you misunderstood the use of ordinary positive-emotion herbs, it wouldn't be this powerful...
What the hell are you using?!
Tell me what it is?!
How could you, a 150-year-old single virgin, come up with such a vicious idea!
I'm so confused! Saintess Lena isn't just aroused, she's clearly in heat!
Ah! Brad! Die!!!
A surge of overwhelming rage erupted at this moment, and for a brief time, Brad's hatred in Iceheart's eyes even surpassed that of Mino!
But now is not the time to dwell on this... I must, I must remind Lena quickly, otherwise I'm afraid I really might never wake up again...
The last flicker of light from the pure heart gradually faded, and with its last ounce of strength, it managed to utter a faint message:
"Holy Maiden... a dream..."
There's something wrong with my dream—
"I understand!" Lena interrupted knowingly, nodding vigorously. "Are you going to use dreams to relieve your emotions? I'll do it right away!"
puff--!
He almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
Ice Heart's vision went black, and she was completely plunged into darkness.
In the dream world, Lena anxiously touched the fragments of the dream again. She knew that her Ice Heart was truly on the verge of collapse; she couldn't afford to be love-struck anymore!
Suppressing the feelings of "love" welling up inside her, Lena forced herself to convince herself.
"To put it another way, any love that isn't love at first sight isn't true love!!!"
"So, Mino's feelings for me... weren't true love!"
Lena's heart was beating gently and rhythmically like a small drum. Suddenly, she realized that the dream seemed to be in sync with her heartbeat. As it surged in, it suddenly jumped away, leaving only the silhouette of Mino before disappearing before her eyes.
Fragments of light from a shattered dream fluttered like butterflies, casting a pink filter over the surrounding space. Familiar yet handsome silhouettes, as time rewound, stirred ripples in the heart of a young girl.
As the memories continued to move forward, from near to far, the Mino that Lena saw grew younger and younger, and at this moment her thoughts suddenly stirred.
When exactly did Mino start liking me? Why did I never feel it?
A fence stood in front of them.
The girl in the white dress wiped the sweat from her forehead, and after finishing hanging up the freshly washed clothes, she subconsciously looked towards the outside of the fence.
A head of short, golden hair swayed in the wind like ears of wheat, and his eyes, as clear as the sun, never blinked. The little boy had somehow gotten up and was now perched on the fence, observing himself intently.
"you are?"
Lena, a young girl, blinked in surprise, remembering that this seemed to be a child from Eunice's family, and her name seemed to be... Mino?
Some introverted girls were a little reserved when they met the boy for the first time. Just as they were thinking about how to start a conversation, the boy named Mino took the initiative to speak, showing a maturity beyond his years.
In her dream, Lena clenched her hands tightly against her chest, her breath quickening, knowing that this was a memory of her first meeting with Mino.
The memories of the past were either blurry or gradually forgotten, but the most distant memory, this first meeting, was the one that Lena remembered most vividly... If there were any omissions in her previous memories, she remembered every detail of this meeting clearly, without the slightest misunderstanding.
only……
Lena, having foreseen what was to come, widened her eyes as if sensing something.
As she revisited the memories, seemingly under an unknown emotional influence, she suddenly sensed a few "secrets."
In my memory, the boy started talking to me in a flirtatious and frivolous manner.
But now, after savoring Aokiji's memories like fine wine, Lena has a new understanding of this scene...
On the fence.
With the beautification of "filters".
His eyes were clear and bright, without a trace of impurity. The blond boy made a heart shape with his index finger and thumb and asked:
"Hey beautiful, wanna be friends?"
Chapter 159 This is Pure Love
He met with his lover a thousand times in the crowd.
Suddenly turning around, I found him by the lamplight and fence—
Her mind reeled. Lena gazed at the beautiful scene in her memory, almost wondering if she was dreaming... Crystalline tears slid down her cheeks one by one.
She has found the answer.
Why was she completely oblivious to Mino's "liking" him, as if it didn't exist at all?
She was wrong, she was completely wrong.
It wasn't that it never existed from the beginning; rather, it was overflowing from the very beginning...
True love does exist.
Her voice gradually choked with sobs, and Lena was already sobbing uncontrollably. She gradually understood everything—it wasn't that she hadn't noticed the sudden feeling, but rather that the feeling had been deeply buried from the moment they met. Because they were so close, she had been blinded and mistaken Mino's affection for a natural friendship.
Raising her head, Lena murmured in complete understanding: