leonardwarren Chapter 226 : Heavy as a Pig
Chapter 226 : Heavy as a Pig
Celitia retracted her words too quickly, so Ariel didn't react in time and was still wearing a fake smile showing eight teeth."No, what I mean is," Celitia cleared her throat, "you can practice more in front of a mirror first."
How could someone smile like a ghost?
Please go scare yourself first!
Ariel weakly responded: "Oh..."
Practicing in front of a mirror might be a good idea?
In any case, Ariel took it to heart.
"It also has to do with your face—you look too haggard."
Celitia pondered for a moment and felt she found the reason. "Since you've been busy all night, you should go rest."
Only then did Ariel remember she hadn't told Celitia her purpose for coming.
"When I returned to the village this morning, I happened to run into Shanie, and she said you had fallen ill.
"So I followed her over, wanting to visit you."
Ariel had many more things to say but didn't know how to express them to Celitia.
If only she could have quickly resolved the dreamscape situation at that time.
Clearly it was her own lack of knowledge and insufficient ability, yet she had blamed Celitia for not trusting her enough.
But if Celitia truly didn't care about them, why would she go to such great lengths to bring them out of the dreamscape?
She had even fallen ill because of it.
Ariel's heart was filled with deep feelings of powerlessness.
Originally thinking that since Celitia had expressed her desire to maintain distance and keep ordinary relations, she would silently cooperate with that.
But in the end, she still couldn't let go.
Clearly Celitia had expended so much mental energy for them, yet she sought no reward and instead wanted to push herself further and further away.
Ariel really disliked this feeling.
"I'm just a bit tired, plus I caught cold from the wind there, so I got a minor illness."
Celitia sighed. "It's really nothing serious. After resting for a night, I'm already much better now."
"Really?" Ariel didn't quite believe it.
Ariel had already seen through it—when it came to her own physical condition, there were few truths in Celitia's mouth.
Ignoring Celitia's explanation, Ariel reached out and tried to feel her forehead.
"It does seem like the fever has broken," Ariel pondered, "but your complexion still doesn't look good."
"I really am much better. Don't let my appearance fool you—my recovery ability is actually quite strong."
Seeing Ariel's expression, Celitia knew she didn't believe her.
Celitia declared she dared swear to the Goddess that she was telling the truth.
But for some reason, her credibility in this area was simply as low as it could get.
"Fine, just consider that I'm not better yet."
Celitia gave up on explaining and simply broke the jar.
"However, your complexion is definitely worse than mine—haggard like you've worked three days and nights straight under a heartless boss. Talking about me being sick—you're the one who should hurry back to rest, Ariel."
Ariel's hand, which was about to withdraw, paused slightly and stopped in mid-air.
"Are you that eager to send me away?"
There was a trace of hurt hidden in her voice.
"That's not what I meant."
Celitia had to stop talking. "If you're willing, you can rest at Shanie's house for a while."
Ariel bit her lip and placed her hand back on Celitia's forehead.
"Before going to rest, I absolutely must cure you."
Saying this, Ariel's palm emitted a faint white light.
Celitia panicked and grabbed Ariel's hand:
"I already said I'm fine. You should save your strength."
Ariel in turn grasped Celitia's hand, holding her five fingers tightly in her palm.
"I promised Sophia I would take good care of you." Ariel's voice was firm. "This promise will be effective at any time."
She was using Sophia to pressure her again!
Celitia glared at Ariel, and gradually, a trace of helplessness tinged her gaze.
After spending so much time together, Celitia had come to understand Ariel's personality somewhat.
For things she had decided on, Ariel always persisted to the end and never compromised.
Unless she could be completely convinced, no amount of protest would be useful.
The warm breath from the healing spell traveled throughout her body, soothing her limbs and bones, like the clean, warm, faint fragrance on Ariel's body.
She used to think this was an annoying fierce lioness, but now it seemed she wasn't so detestable after all.
Celitia sighed softly and could only silently watch Ariel, allowing her to heal her.
After a while, the faint white light on Ariel's hand disappeared and the healing spell ended.
Ariel withdrew her hand and was about to straighten up when her vision suddenly went black and she collapsed beside the bed.
Celitia was startled and immediately sat up from the bed: "What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing, probably just overexerted from exhaustion, feeling a bit drained."
Ariel shook her head and struggled to prop herself up from beside the bed, continuing to ask her, "Are you feeling better? Is there anywhere else that's uncomfortable?"
"When you came, I already said I was fine." Celitia glared at her. "Isn't this purely wasting energy?"
This woman always said she was being stubborn, but her own stubbornness was clearly far beyond hers!
"Wasting energy? No, saving people is never wasting energy..."
Ariel murmured, her eyes gradually closing, her arm supporting her body relaxing, then she flopped onto the bed.
"Then, I'll rest for a bit. Please tell Shanie and her family that I'll be imposing for a while longer..."
After speaking, Ariel's breathing gradually steadied.
In just a few seconds, she had entered dreamland.
She really was exhausted.
Celitia didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Ariel said she wanted to rest and indeed fell asleep quickly.
But who sleeps sitting hunched over beside a bed like this?
Forget it, forget it. Since her spirits had mostly recovered, she'd give this bed to Ariel.
Going around Ariel, Celitia carefully got out of bed.
Putting her arms around Ariel's waist, Celitia planned to lift Ariel onto the bed as gently as possible without waking her.
However, as soon as she exerted some force, Celitia's face turned green.
This woman was so heavy!
Over 170 centimeters tall, with who knows how much muscle mass...
Really heavy!
Almost twice her own weight!!
She had once scolded Sophia for being heavy as a pig, but now she had to take back those words.
This person in front of her was the one who was heavy as a pig!
No, heavier than a pig!!
Fortunately, she only needed to move Ariel onto the not-too-high bed...
After who knows how much effort, dragging and carrying, Celitia finally managed to get Ariel onto the bed.
She was gasping for breath from exhaustion and had completely worn herself out.