Type-Moon: In Another World, I Became an Alien God

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Although there is a precedent in Krimshild.

However, these two are different.

Yao Neng fell in love with Krimshilde because he spent a full six months in Burgundy, witnessing her actions firsthand and hearing the praise she received from the people.

Yao witnessed Krimhild healing the dragon scourge multiple times, and her assistance to Yao in defeating the evil dragon was merely a catalyst, giving the two a chance to open up to each other.

After all of the above, Yao Cai was moved.

Let's switch to Brunhilde.

She had only known Yao for a very short time and lacked the ability to open up to others.

Yao had a very poor understanding of her personality and abilities.

How can you even talk about liking someone?

The only thing he could admit was his lust.

Now, looking at Brunhilde, weakened by the venom of Hydra, Yao could only sigh.

Brunhilde disagrees with his opinion.

She displayed a quality that a harmless doll shouldn't have: she disobeyed the orders she was supposed to follow.

"Really? That's really hard to understand. Anyway, she listens to you so much and she's happy to be used by you like this, so isn't it good that you just fulfill her wishes? She won't have any complaints."

Ephemerus could not understand the relationship between men and women.

Because she had never been in contact with it before.

The girl is a dragon-headed being who hates the gods; how could she possibly understand love and affection?

Perhaps they were feeling bored.

Ephemerus yawned and returned to the shadows to continue catching up on his sleep.

"Ha, you make it sound so easy... The biggest problem is that I still have that damned conscience in my heart."

Yao didn't want to stoop to Ephemerus's level.

In his eyes, the other person was just a little girl who hadn't grown up.

If you were to talk to Ephemerus about relationships between men and women, you'd probably only get the question, "Can you eat that?"

At least for now, there's nothing to talk about.

Thinking about it carefully, apart from Krimhildr and Orange, none of the women Yao has encountered so far have been quite normal.

I don't know if it's good luck in love or bad luck in love.

"Sigh... I was wrong to overestimate your power. I didn't expect you to disobey my orders..."

Yao sighed and carried Brunhilde on his back...

They headed away from the crater.

Typhon and Ephemeros's powers have been recovered; it is time to set off for Burgundy.

.....

The moon overhead was growing dimmer, and the shimmering moonlight seemed to be drifting away from me.

The night was cold, and my hands and feet felt frozen and I couldn't move them.

When Yao walked into the forest on the outskirts of the volcano.

Brunhilde woke up.

When her sense of smell picked up a familiar scent and she no longer felt pain, Brunhilde knew that Yao had healed her.

The vision was still blurry.

My limbs were also filled with a feeling of weakness.

"...Yao, have you obtained the power?"

"Got it."

"Is that so... That's good."

Brunhilde's voice conveyed a sense of relief.

As if she weren't the one who had been poisoned by snake venom, she completely revealed any dissatisfaction with Yao.

"You don't resent me? I used you as bait to cover my retreat, and you even suffered such pain."

I gained power, but you gained nothing.

Yao couldn't suppress his curiosity.

He wanted to know what Brunhilde was thinking, even if it meant hurling vicious curses at her.

Brunhilde is qualified.

"Unfair? I don't understand... But I fulfilled Yao's expectations. That's right, isn't it?"

"That's right... It not only achieved it, but exceeded it by far."

"Okay, that's good then."

Besides, it's not like I got nothing at all; you weren't willing to let me get close like this before!

Brunhilde pressed her cheek against Yao's broad back.

It was as if she was feeling his body temperature.

It was as if this could soothe the Valkyrie's heart and heal her soul.

The tone was one of utter self-righteousness.

Yao was so shocked by Brunhilde that he couldn't speak.

Having endured so much pain, she felt that her reward was having Yao so considerately carry her on his back.

It's as if they're saying, "This is enough."

Absurd, this is far too absurd, so easily satisfied that even capitalists can't bear to watch.

This compensation is far from enough.

Yao knew this better than anyone else.

Even if Brunhilde herself is satisfied with this, Yao would never accept such an outcome.

“Brynhildr, I don’t want you to do that.”

Even if doing this would be best for me, I don't want you to get hurt because of me.

After a moment of silence, Yao spoke.

The words contained very complex emotions, some of which Brunhilde did not understand.

However, she could tell that Yao was not in a good mood.

"...Did I do something wrong?"

Brunhilde also became depressed.

She would share in Yao's joy and sorrow.

After spending a few days together, the Valkyrie's learning ability proved to be quite strong.

Her emotional functions are operating at a high speed of 4.8.

"...This isn't just your problem, it's my problem too."

If I could see things more deeply and wasn't in such a rush, and if I had more time to talk to you, perhaps...

"Yao Mingming did nothing wrong."

"..."

Yao was at a loss for words.

In Brunhilde's eyes, everything he did was right; there was no possibility of him being wrong.

Brunhilde couldn't understand overly complex emotions.

I don't even know what love is.

She didn't understand why Yao still had that indescribable expression on his face when she hadn't let him down.

"Oh, I see... I understand now... Sigh, this is giving me a real headache... To be honest, it's really bothering me."

"Troubled? Why?"

Yao sighed again.

I finally figured it out.

Now, Brunhilde's feelings for him are not love, but a more purely sentimental attachment.

It's like a baby bird hatching from its shell.

She sees the first person she meets as her parents, and then unconditionally trusts and worships them, giving unconditionally.

The Valkyrie's outer shell is human emotion.

Yao was the first person to teach her what emotions were.

If Brunhilde's problem isn't resolved, Yao is certain she'll eventually self-destruct.

In the past, he didn't know that.

It's now absolutely certain that Yao is the one.

Brunhilde believed that she would not care even if she died, as long as she could fulfill Yao's expectations.

She probably thinks this is normal.

They don't even bother to inquire about the recipients of their sacrifices; they simply hand over their lives unilaterally.

This is undoubtedly wrong.

Such sacrifices evoke no praise, only sorrow.

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"You should know that I would feel very bad if you got hurt because of me."

Didn't you ever think about how badly you were injured, and how I would feel guilty? At the very least, you should have some basic self-respect...

"Well....."

Brunhilde didn't understand.

All she knew was that Yao seemed to be angry with her.

I realize that I did something wrong.

Turning his head to look at the girl's confused expression, Yao suppressed his own feelings and emotions.

Perhaps it would be pointless to say anything, and he didn't think he could correct Brunhilde's thinking anytime soon.

However, swallowing back the gratitude that was about to be expressed is more painful than enduring the pain itself.

Yao couldn't help but care about Brunhilde.

Initially, it was out of a sense of not being able to stand idly by, but now it has turned into a desire to make her understand what "heart" is.

I was deeply moved by Brunhilde's dedication.

I lament her lack of self-respect.

At the same time, Yao admits that he is fascinated by the Valkyrie's imperfections and wants to personally make up for Brunhilde's flaws.

It wasn't until Brunhilde truly understood what emotions were and gained a sense of self that things truly changed.

Only then will Yao truly regard her as his lover.

That was what he was thinking at that moment.

"Didn't you say you wanted to be my wife? If that's the case, you have to be considerate of your husband's feelings, right? What husband would want his beloved wife to get hurt? You should understand that, right? If you can't do that, then I can't acknowledge that you can be a qualified wife."

"Waaaaah, I'm not a good wife..."