CHAPTER 492: CHAPTER 237: ACROSS COUNTLESS WATERS AND MOUNTAINS, WILL YOU GO SEE THEM WITH ME?

"Later on... a lot of things happened, and I can no longer find that store that sold Mystery Eggs."

"But——"

Shiayar suddenly smiled mysteriously.

He lowered his voice, clasped his hands together, and then carefully began to unfold them bit by bit.

"This is a secret even Ennie doesn’t know. I actually have a hidden sweets factory within the Folded Dimension in the Garden of Eden, and during my free time, half of Jayee’s computational power is dedicated to helping me develop new sweets."

"Those sweets that I remember but can no longer find, I’ve had Jayee replicate them exactly, even improved and upgraded them."

"But don’t tell Ennie, okay? Ennie is particularly against me eating sweets... If she finds out, she’ll likely say ’eating sweets every day is bad for your teeth and health’ and confiscate all my treasures."

Shiayar’s palms slowly opened, revealing what lay within.

It was a small metal egg, currently split neatly into two halves: one half was creamy, rich milk chocolate, and the other half was a small metal figurine, inscribed with a miniature rune array.

The metal figurine emitted a muffled mechanical voice— "Transformers," and then, under Silvia’s gaze, amidst a series of clicking gears and mechanisms, it transformed into a red and blue truck model.

It wasn’t just the Mystery Eggs that Shiayar had extensively upgraded and transformed with magic.

Silvia also saw a chocolate frog made entirely of chocolate, bouncing around energetically.

And a seemingly inconspicuous multi-flavored bean, which Silvia could, using her spiritual power as a Throne-level warrior, detect its internal flavors constantly changing at random.

Shiayar handed the chocolate frog to Silvia and then swallowed a multi-flavored bean himself.

But soon he frowned: "Why does it taste like lime?"

Silvia couldn’t help but cover her mouth slightly: "With your spiritual power, Brother Shiayar, can’t you just use it to identify the flavor of the multi-flavored bean?"

"That would spoil the fun. Only the unknown can bring novel experiences."

Shiayar slowly relaxed his frown and looked at Silvia beside him.

"So, Silvia."

"You understand what I mean, right?"

"If you want to do something, then just go ahead and do it... It’s for both our present selves and the self back then who longed for it yet felt powerless."

"We work hard to cultivate, to improve our strength, so that we don’t have to regret our weakness, but to freely do the things we want to do, right?"

He pointed to the end of the sea, extending his hand towards Silvia.

"So, Silvia."

"Do you want to make up for our past regrets?"

"To see the Ancient Dukedom Azure Garden we once yearned for, yet never had the chance to step into."

"Join me in exploring the vast world across the sea."

The young man in front of her with black hair and black eyes.

The last ray of the setting sun illuminated his profile at the horizon’s end, casting defined and profound contours in the twilight.

Silvia gathered all her spiritual power to prevent the ripples in her heart from surfacing.

Many years ago by the Grant Sea, the young boy promised the young girl to take her to the other side of the mountains, to the edge of the sea, to see the boundless Golden Plains, the sacred Three Sages Snow Mountain... to travel through the vast lands of the Western Continent together.

For a long time, that promise to see every part of the world together became Silvia’s motivation to fight against the dusk sealed within her, to persist in the vast Darkness, without losing her true self.

However, until that black-haired boy completely vanished in a manner that seemed like betrayal in Silvia’s eyes, the promise was never fulfilled.

Later, Silvia ascended to Legendary, realizing all that Shiayar had secretly done for her.

And all the responsibilities the young boy had to bear and face—

Thus, even when they met again five hundred years later, Silvia never actively mentioned that previous promise.

The young boy was carrying too many responsibilities and missions, had too many things to do, and too many formidable foes to face... the lighthearted words he spoke to her long ago might have been long forgotten by him, which would be understandable.

Since awakening from the White Tower, Silvia never dared to hope that the promise could be fulfilled, as he was too busy and too exhausted, often ending up bruised and battered. How could Silvia, due to her own willfulness, have the right to ask the young boy to do something so trivial and meaningless with her?

To Silvia, as long as Shiayar could peacefully and healthily stay by her side, she would be content.

However——

Even Silvia herself never imagined.

That young boy, from beginning to end, never forgot the promise he made.

Even though when backstabbing her, he said it was just ’clichéd sweet talk’... he adhered to his promises more than anyone else.

The promise made five hundred years ago finally blossomed and bore fruit today.