"I know, brother. I have a sense of it."
She slightly raised her chin, embodying the grace and wisdom of the Goddess of Life.
"Before Father God sets forth the summons ceremony, I will treat Lord Kana's news as a precious bud in my 'Bonsai Terrace,' to be guarded until it blooms."
Her promise carried the metaphor of nature, offering reassurance.
Yet it was somewhat odd.
However, this metaphor matched the other's preferences and his divine power authority, so it wasn't considered offensive.
Kana was helpless.
His age was far too young at the divine level, especially before this ultimate longevity species fused with Elf and Titan.
In the other's eyes, his accumulation of time was indeed like that of an infant.
Alas, I dislike the longevity species.
During this precious leisure while waiting for Father God to awaken, Talia eagerly joined the conversation, chatting affably with Kana and Luminar.
