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Chapter 835: Chapter 214 Selene’s Birthday Banquet Chapter 835: Chapter 214 Selene’s Birthday Banquet March 1st morning.

Eternal Theocracy, the Fifth Ring.

To celebrate Selene’s birthday, Aiwass took Lily and Selene out for a great meal.

Since it was Selene’s “birthday banquet,” the selection of food was naturally up to Selene.

Even so, Aiwass had never expected that Selene would choose roast whole lamb…

“…Are you sure about this, Selene?”

Aiwass couldn’t help but ask.

It was still dark outside, and eating such food too strange, hard to imagine anywhere that would sell it.

But this wasn’t really a big problem, after all, in the Holy Nation you could basically buy anything you wanted to eat.

But from another perspective…Although Aiwass didn’t know what connection Selene had with lambs, she truly had the slit pupils of one.

This sounded as bizarre as Avianfolk eating roast chicken, or fish folk eating roast fish.

“It’s like Avianfolk eating roast chicken, or fish folk eating roast fish…

Daddy must be thinking that, right?”

Selene smiled slyly, revealing Aiwass’ inner thoughts.

Her bewitching blood-red slit pupils possessed a daunting ability to peer into one’s soul.

“I don’t think there’s anything wrong with it.”

Selene, sitting to the left of Aiwass, kept trying to lift his hand and place it on her head: “After all, among animals… it has always been the larger fish that eat the smaller ones.

“The strong eating the weak, I see nothing wrong with that.”

Corrected by Aiwass, Selene quickly and amicably fixed the bug of calling Aiwass “Mommy”.

But she soon chose to call Aiwass “Daddy” instead.

Considering that her body was in part constructed from Aiwass’ flesh and blood—even her awakening was due to Aiwass’ Nurturing Skill—this description was not wrong at all.

Just like some pet owners sometimes call their pets son or daughter… Selene’s relation with Aiwass was much more intimate than that.

Lily, sitting on Aiwass’ other side, clearly felt a bit at a loss in this situation.

She didn’t know whether she should stop Selene’s behavior or not, seeing that part of Selene was her—yet she herself would never dare do such preposterous acts or speak such strange words.

She also didn’t know, whether she should just watch, or turn her head away and pretend not to see.

So Lily tried to change the subject: “Should I go call Mr.

Hermes…”

“There’s no need to bother Sherlock.

Didn’t I leave him a sandwich?”

Aiwass shook his head: “He’s at a crucial moment in his study of that Codex Book.

With his temperament, this is when he hates wasting time and meaningless noise the most.

“Even if I ask you to call him, he would surely come, but he’d probably be unhappy.@@novelbin@@

Better to let him finish reading.”

The threshold of that Fools’ Chants Manual was simply too high— Aiwass curiously peeked over Sherlock’s shoulder a few times, only to feel dizzy and surmised he truly lacked potential in the Path of Wisdom.

Even after so many days, Sherlock hadn’t understood a thing.

Today, Sherlock said he had a premonition that he was about to understand the Codex Book, so Aiwass decided not to trouble him.

“If we’re lucky…

when we return home today, we might see Sherlock has mastered that Mystical Skill.”

Aiwass spoke with pleasant anticipation.

It’s not that he needed Sherlock to do something for him.

He was just happy for his friend’s new progress.

“…I also didn’t know until now that the young master could cook.”

Lily said with a hint of peculiarity.

She was seriously depleted of vitality near the end of the ritual—as it was a literal splitting of another self from her own body.

It felt like recovering from a serious illness, lacking the strength to lift heavy objects and even staggering while walking.

Naturally, Aiwass would not let Lily, in such a weakened state, do the housework.

After a simple recovery for Lily, he made breakfast for Sherlock who had no plans of going out.

“It’s just an ordinary sandwich…”

Aiwass said offhandedly.

After all, he had lived with roommates in his previous life.

Although he couldn’t remember the name of his roommate who was good at taking care of people, he still needed to have at least the ability to do household tasks of this level—it wasn’t right to push all the work onto someone else.

Even if the other person was easy-going, it wasn’t right to order them around like that.

Friendship can slowly deplete over time.

On occasions when his roommate was truly too exhausted to cook, Aiwass had to pitch in.

After all, he remembered that his friend didn’t like to eat takeout…

With this thought, Aiwass felt a bit sad.

…His memories were so fragmented, only vague yet intense emotions remained in his heart, but the names and faces of those people were forgotten.

It was like adventuring with someone in a dream and waking up with only a blurry impression.

Conversely… if Aiwass’s memories are a portion sliced away by the Serpent Celestial Marshal from himself, then if he kept the memories of those people but cut away the emotions associated with them, what use was it to hold onto these dry memories?

It would be better to take them all away.

—Or to give them all back to himself.

Such thoughts surfaced in Aiwass’s mind.

He was eager to make himself more complete—the Aiwass of today always caused himself to feel fear.

Because he didn’t know, after recovering his past memories, whether he would still be the person he was now.

But from another perspective, Aiwass didn’t know whether he might undergo a drastic change in personality, becoming a cold and indifferent person.

He didn’t know whether such a version of him would still be accepted by his friends, relatives, and lovers now; nor did he know whether he would still care about everything he currently held dear…

While Aiwass was lost in thought, the Avianfolk-style roasted whole lamb from a restaurant named “The Flavor of the Sky” was served.

True to its name, this restaurant’s specialty was a unique type of salt bowl.

It looked like a stone, and the meat would gain a light salty taste just by rubbing against it.

It’s said that Avianfolk liked to use this kind of bowl—they have a tradition of eating wolves, sheep, eagles, and fish, seasoning various hunted meats by rubbing it in these bowls after roasting, until over time, due to being smoothed and impregnated with fat, they become crystal clear.

Just as the waitress was about to assist in cutting the meat, Selene suddenly let out a low growl, like that of a wild beast.

The waitress with white wings and an appearance like an angel froze in fright.

The beast-like aura emanating from Selene made the waitress shiver violently and involuntarily take a few steps back.

It wasn’t until Aiwass signaled her to leave that the “Angel Miss” fled in fear.

After her departure, Selene pounced on the roast, tearing and biting into it voraciously.

Even Lily was startled by her eating manner—she herself hadn’t expected that Selene would lose her reason over roast meat.

An aura of black and red, visible to the naked eye, emanated from her.

The demure and elegant black-haired girl now had a ferocious face and drool flowing, tearing apart the lamb like a hungry beast on the verge of madness.

That posture…

—It looked more like the Beast’s Path than the Path of Love.