The Seventh Celestial ( 381 )

Aria giggled, spinning away with ease. "If you were a girl, I'd pick you as my vessel myself~!"

Javier's manic grin widened. "Nope! Not interested!"

WHOOSH!

Javier launched a powerful punch, aiming straight for her face.

But Aria just grinned and dodged, her body twisting mid-air.

She retaliated with a sharp dropkick—but Javier effortlessly sidestepped, his movements fluid.

Aria's grin deepened as she suddenly focused her gaze on Garius.

"Heh~ Your youngest son is interesting. But what about the other two?" she mused, her eyes glinting. "The strongest mages and the strongest paladin in the human kingdom… I wonder how they compare?"

Meanwhile, Athine, who had been panicked before, let out a relieved sigh upon hearing Aria say she'd only take Javier's maids as vessels if she won.

"Oh, thank god… she's lost interest in me," Athine mumbled under her breath.