The Adventures of an Overpowered Knight in Another World

Chapter 700- The Man Loved By the Goddess (2)

"You... you can’t just say things like that so casually". She turned her head away as if not wanting to show him her flustered look. Reinhardt other self smiled helplessly.

There was no arguing with women. Who was the one who asked him the question first? Silence fell, then Odeth spoke again.

"If hypothetically.." She hesitated but nonetheless still completed her sentence. "If I were just an ordinary person, would you still say that?"

The man looked at her with slight confusion.

What did she mean by ordinary woman? Still, he did not hesitate and nodded his head with full confidence. Bloodline? Status? To him, all these things did not matter.

He heard the simple truth his heart spoke. He loved this woman and that was enough. Face flushed, Odeth lowered her gaze, not wanting to look at Reinhardt (Past Self) at this moment.

"You are...serious?"

"Yeah, I truly love you. And I am also looking forward to having a family with you".

BADUMP~ BADUMP~ Odeth’s heart was racing, her vision swirling.

At this moment, she suddenly found herself tongue tied. At the same time, an incredible feeling that she had never felt before welled up in her heart.

Happiness... excitement... anticipation... all sorts of emotions surged chaotically.

"You... you... you... Hmph, you are quite bold for someone who just lost".

Finding her outburst adorable, he pressed his advantage. "Who said I lost? Did I just win the woman I love?"

Reinhardt’s other self calmly placed his hand on her chin and lifted Odeth’s face. "I may not have been chosen by the gods. But I still have things I want to protect. And you by my side, I don’t need anything else".

Odeth’Rhea’s breath caught faintly. Her beautiful cheeks flushing pink, she gazed at Reinhardt’s eyes in a daze. When was it that she had fallen for him?

Was it during that one time she slipped out and transformed into an ordinary human to enter a café, where she eventually bumped into him?

"Excuse me? Can’t you see where you’re going? You spilled my coffee," She shouted at the tall man with broad shoulders and brilliant gold hair.

"Ah, my bad. How about this, you can take mine. It’s the same one you were having. I just bought it" The man said, extending his tray.

That was their first meeting.

Later, she bumped into him numerous times as if fate itself was trying to bring them closer.

During a rainy outpour, she stood dazed in front of a mall, looking at the gloomy sky. She had forgotten to bring her umbrella.

Of course, for a goddess like her, rain was a trivial matter. If she wanted to, she could easily sweep away the clouds. However, didn’t she transform into an ordinary woman precisely to experience these trivialities of life.

That said, she had no umbrella on her, and if she got wet, all her newly bought clothes and items would be ruined.

"Wait, aren’t you that woman who bumped into me in the Altair and Vega Café?" At this moment, a man’s voice interrupted her thought.

Turning around, she saw that very same golden haired man she had bumped once before in a café, standing near her. "Let’s get one thing straight first. You are the one who bumped into me in the café. Not the other way round".

"Alright.. alright... no need to be so aggressive. By the way, did you forget to bring your umbrella? Even though the weather forecast clearly said it would be raining from the afternoon till late at night?"

"What it would be raining till late at night?"

This was not something she knew after all, as gods standing above even the council that governed the empire, they had no reason to watch the news.

Especially the weather, which they can easily manipulate according to their will if they want to.

Seeing her fluctuating expression and the shopping bags in her hand, he immediately knew she was in a pinch.

"Why don’t you take my umbrella? There is no point standing here all day. The rain won’t stop anytime soon," He casually offered his own umbrella. A bright yellow that complemented the color of his hair.

"Your umbrella? No its..." She wanted to reject at first. But seeing that she had no other choice option, she could not make up her mind. What’s more, at this point, the other party had already shoved his umbrella at her.

"You know where to return this umbrella. Let us meet in the Altair and Vega Café again," Saying that, the man bid her goodbye and ran amidst the rain. The sight of him as he smiled brightly while drenched in rain was something she couldn’t forget easily.

She looked at the yellow umbrella in her hand and the foolish grinning man as he tried to move from shade to shade. Or was it when she tried to return the umbrella but couldn’t find the man anywhere?

She had come to the Altair and Vega café to return the umbrella. However, she never ran into him. Frustrated, she asked the staff there if they had seen a man with bright gold hair. She tried to describe the appearance of the man.

At this moment, she realized that she did not even know his name.

"Ah, you are talking about Reinhardt. But miss, even if you wait here for him, I don’t think he would be here anytime soon".

"What? Why?"

Did she just get stood by a man?

"You see, he recently got conscripted into the empire’s army and headed for the north-western battlefield. I heard the situation there is exceptionally tense with the Federation and other demi human nations constantly applying pressure"...

"Although he is a regular here and I want him to come back safely, this is war. There is no way of knowing what might happen".

Only after the staff told her everything did she understand the entire picture.

As one of the Seven Gods, how could she not know the situation on the frontlines? Recently, they announced the appointment of two new Arcanists. In the land where the Seven Gods reigned supreme and the Arcanists were revered, one could imagine how lucrative the position was.

The new set a frenzy among the empire’s soldiers and other powerful warriors who set out to make a name for themselves. Could it be... that man, too, was inspired by the news?

Days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months. During this time, Odeth visited the café quite a few times. However, she still never saw that man again.

That is, until the end of that year, when the last battalion finally returned from the frontlines.

It was the same setup, the same way they met the first time. When she turned around, she bumped into a tall man with broad shoulders and bright hair.

"Hey? Can’t you see where you are going?"

"Ah, sorry about that."

It was the same conversation all over again. When Odeth glanced up to look at him, her eyes opened wide.

It was him!

At the same time, Reinhardt too recognized her. She had visited this café so many times that she had become one of the regulars.

At first, she only came to return his umbrella.

However, over time, she came to this café just to catch a glimpse of him. Yet after all these months, the man had finally shown himself in front of her.

"My bad. How about I reimburse you with another cup of coffee?"

It was only then that she realized that she had once again bumped into him and spilled her coffee.

That’s right, it was she who bumped into him just like the last time. It was she who wasn’t looking. And just like the last time, he reimbursed her for the coffee that spilled due to her own mistake.

Not long afterwards, he returned with two trays in hand.

"Here".

However, Odeth had no mind to pay attention to the coffee. Her attention was more on the man in front of her. Although there wasn’t much change in his appearance other than his hair growing out a little, his aura was completely different.

Having returned from the battlefield, he no longer looked like the youthful young man she met before. No, the man who returned from the battlefield was someone who had already seen death, endured pain, and carried the weight of war on his shoulders.

His eyes were calmer now, but also deeper. The brightness that once came from simple youth had been tempered into something far steadier. Even when he smiled, there was a quiet exhaustion behind it, the kind that only came from long days of bloodshed and survival.

Yet somehow, that only made him more real to her. And then there was the presence he exuded. Having dealt with numerous warriors as a goddess, she could tell that this man possessed incredible talent.

Like a beast of war slowly waking up.