Ethereal Ascendance: A Journey of Transformation(Vol 4)

Vol 4/ Chapter 144 - Enlightenment

I'm not sure if it's appropriate to say this, it feels a bit too direct. But from her attitude, it seems I'm just overthinking things.

"Don't worry, I know what you're saying. The main thing is I feel so useless, maybe it's hard for me to adapt to life in this world..."
Cyra answered me with a rare worried expression, quite different from her usual silly carefree look.

I suddenly understood...No matter how blindly confident, after going through so many adventures, she must have realized it's not easy to level up. In every battle, she could only hide at the back to watch, although excused for safety reasons, it must be very frustrating for her personality.

In terms of growth speed, Cyra is not that slow - she should have reached mid-tier four, almost catching up with Vivianne and Yulanda's level, but still far behind Nicola and me.

But there's nothing that can be done. For normal angels during their two-winged phase, most would just slowly develop in Edenmere, waiting years or decades before joining the angel corps with four wings to come out here. But someone like Cyra has no patience to wait like that.

So two-winged angels like her who ran out with us almost never exist. At tier four, it's too common in the human world, even leaving the city for the wild isn't absolutely safe, often relying on Nicola and me for protection.

As fellow transmigraters but with such a gap despite starting together, she must feel a lot of pressure, just like how I felt when I first met Nicola. But our situations are a bit different from her and Reed's, so it's hard to help them except by giving time, with no other good methods.

Thinking of this, I could only remain silent, unsure how to console her.

"It's okay, angels have long lifespans anyway, you could say we hit the jackpot. Maybe decades later when I reach the higher tiers, I can beat you all up!"

True to her optimistic nature, though Cyra seemed gloomy earlier, she quickly bounced back after stretching, staring at me with a carefree look, her eyes gleaming mischievously.

"But you...came specially to console me, yet you don't seem as unruffled as you claim!"

"What do you mean not unruffled? I've never wanted to go home!"
I protested indignantly. But thinking carefully, our family situations were completely different, so not really comparable.

"I'm not talking about that, I mean your love life. You obviously like Adrian so much, why won't you just admit it?"
Cyra shook her head, mercilessly changing the subject to hit my weakness.

Why bring this up again? She's really gossipy to the core! Hearing this, I felt a bit unhappy and turned away curtly.

"What makes you so sure I like Adrian? Don't forget, you know about my previous identity - why keep egging me on?"

"Okay okay! So you're still sticking to identifying as a guy..."
Seeing the crowd dispersed by the guards, and my stubborn denial, Cyra shrugged, then suddenly threw me a "coquettish look", leaning over in a flirtatious manner and cooing suggestively.

"Well what about me then? I don't really care about those hang-ups you're so conscious of. I'm open to anything, all genders welcome! Why don't we give it a try?"

"Get lost, do you have to be so disgusting!"
Her face was almost touching mine with that kiss-me pose. Seeing that, I was utterly revolted, my hair standing on end as I quickly stood up and kicked her away with one foot.

That kick wasn't very hard, but it still took Cyra a while to struggle up from the ground, grumbling unhappily.

"Geez...did you have to be so vicious? Don't forget how strong you are now!"