Becoming Their Guiding Spirit

Jessica and the others finally understood. The three from Penguin Logistics already knew. Only Sora had a complicated expression as she looked at the little fire person on Surtr’s shoulder. Just as she thought... Tex was right earlier. The one who saved her half a year ago was Mr. Reeve. His speech and aura were exactly the same...

”So, Mr. Reeve, you and Miss Surtr’s Laevatain have fused together?”

Jessica asked. Such an event sounded like something out of a fantasy. A normal person would never believe it.

”Mhm.”

However, Jessica didn’t dwell on it too much.

For her, as long as Lucas Reeve was safe, that was all that mattered. It didn’t matter what he became; even if he turned into a monster, he would still be her Mr. Reeve.

Afterward, Lucas Reeve asked about Lisa’s situation.

Jessica had specifically sent powerful, professional bodyguards from Raythean Industries. They provided 24-hour close protection, which could basically guarantee Lisa’s personal safety.

However, during the chat.

Surtr’s tsundere expression grew worse and worse.

She had no friends, no family. From the moment she gained consciousness, she had been all alone. Over the years, with just her sword, she had traveled to many places, from the wilderness to small towns to mobile cities. Surtr had seen far too many people and things.

She had witnessed happy families with her own eyes, with friends and relatives, while she herself had nothing, not even the most basic memories.

Was she envious?

She was truly envious.

On the surface, Surtr was cold and aloof, but in her heart, she also longed for this feeling of companionship.

Although the time they had spent together was not long.

The month Lucas Reeve had spent with her had also brought some joy to Surtr’s heart. Although it didn’t show on her face, she actually enjoyed this feeling. However, upon knowing that Lucas Reeve might be leaving her soon, Surtr couldn’t hold it in any longer. In front of everyone, she shot up to her feet.

Her face cold and unsightly, she rushed out, as if afraid someone would snatch Lucas Reeve away.

”Hiss! She took Lucas Reeve and ran!!”

Franka was about to give chase, but Nian stopped her.

On the way, Nian had learned about Surtr’s origins from Lucas Reeve. She had naturally heard of this concept of a host for a divine fragment’s power. Such people were not many on Terra, but not exactly rare either. After all, there had been a great many Gods and Behemoths in the past. Moreover, their immortality meant that humans could only shatter them but could hardly kill them. And these shattered Divine Fragments with blurred consciousness would also wander aimlessly in search of someone who could inherit their power.

And these chosen people were very pitiful...

While gaining power, they also lost a lot.

Memories... humanity... emotions... even their lives. If they were lucky, the Divine Fragment would never awaken in their lifetime. If they were unlucky, they would directly become nourishment for that Divine Fragment and have their bodies taken over.

Nian had Franka sit down, then crossed her legs, sipped an expensive coffee, and carefully explained Surtr’s experience to everyone. It involved many secrets, but since everyone here was a friend of Lucas Reeve, it probably didn’t matter if they knew.

On the other side.

Surtr rushed out of the Raythean Medica building, dashing recklessly across the road in an attempt to leave the city.

Lucas Reeve sat on her shoulder and didn’t try to stop her. He knew Surtr was feeling terrible.

Finally.

After running for a long time, Surtr stopped in a corner of the mobile city.

”Done running?”

Lucas Reeve said with a smile, sitting on Surtr’s shoulder.

Surtr snorted coldly, a rare occasion for her to speak.

”No matter how fast I run... you’ll still leave...”

”When did I ever say I was going to leave?”

Lucas Reeve said jokingly.

”Just now... you were chatting so intimately with that little girl.. it made me feel very uncomfortable... and.. you said, you might be able to separate in two or three months...”

Surtr’s icy expression gradually became more dejected. She sat in the corner of a secluded street, hugging her knees, looking a little pitiful.

”You might not know, Sur...”