Chapitre 33: Is that love?
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The violent snowstorm slowly stopped, and Elsa was finally able to calm her emotional instability.
*Clap... Clap... Clap... Clap*
"Wow! Holy moly, it's amazing. Can you teach me to do that magic?" Bruce displayed an expression of amazement when he saw the performance.
- Oh my god, I thought I was going to freeze to death into a lump of ice - Bruce continued inwardly when he saw his snow-covered body.
When Elsa suddenly screwed up, he immediately pulled his hand. Fortunately, Bruce was quick, otherwise, the chance of him dying and turning into an ice sculpture was eighty percent and above. Even if it escapes the clutches of death, what awaits him is frostbite.
Bruce activated his convection method, and then a warm aura seeped out from inside his body, removing the snow that trapped him.
"Ahhh, this is better," he said when his body was able to function as usual.
"Are you all right, Bruce?"
"Sorry, this often happens to me when my emotions are unstable," Elsa apologized to Bruce with her head bowed.
"Ah?" he asked confusedly.
Bruce thinks about the incident for a few seconds in his mind, then he gets out of bed and walks towards Elsa, a woman who feels guilty for freezing his whole body.
A sly glint shone deep in the depths of his eyes.
Elsa looked down sadly.
Her magic has come out unconsciously and endangers everyone who is around her. A monster like her was indeed unfit to interact with other humans, someone like her should have been exiled and imprisoned in a deserted place, like the North Mountain.
When immersed in her grief, a large and warm palm rubbed her head.
Elsa raised her head.
She saw Bruce, who had reddish skin, patting her head with a smile. But that's not what she's focused on right now. Her eyes were surprised when she looked at his clothes, which were burned by fire.
In shock, she spontaneously shouted to tell Bruce.
"Bruce! You're on fire!" Elsa exclaimed while pointing with her finger.
"Thank you. I know I'm hot, but your compliments embarrass me." Bruce shamelessly accepted all the compliments.
"Ahh? No! I mean, your shirt is on fire!" Elsa's brain stopped spinning for a few seconds.
A small smile, without her noticing it, had formed on her lips.
She was thinking of a mage who made a great fireball a few minutes ago, and now his shirt has caught fire. What's more fun than this?
"Really? Ahhhhh!" Bruce lowered his head to look at his shirt.
He panicked and ran around in circles around the room.
Bruce rolls around, mimicking a cartoon scene he had watched as a child, and tries to put out the fire with the breath from his mouth.
"Ahhhh! Help!" Bruce rolls around excessively.
But the corner of his eye glanced at Elsa, who giggled.
His plan was working.
Bruce did not do this for free to embarrass himself, there was a certain evil plan that suddenly appeared inside his head.
"Hahahaha. Don't move, let me put out the fire with ice magic." Elsa rubbed tears on her cheeks.
- When was the last time I laughed like this?- she thought to herself.
Elsa stopped playing and laughing since her magic hurt her sister, Anna.
Since then, she has always used the glove that her father gave her to harbor her magic. Anna loses her memories of the incident as well as her memories of her magic.
Everything will go on as usual, calm and peaceful, if Anna has not made such a mess at yesterday's party.
"Elsa! Help!"
- Haaa, what am I thinking? Someone needs help - Elsa thought with a small smile, looking at the disheveled Bruce.
She sprayed a small blizzard all over Bruce's body, covering him like a snowman. Elsa saw the result with a small smile on her pretty face. Even Bruce, who became half a snowman, was stunned to see her beauty.
Suddenly, a sense of wanting to have her appeared from inside Bruce's heart.
Elsa smiled contentedly and patted her hands.
She didn't know why, but she felt a little close to the man. Maybe because they're both mages?
Is it really because of that?
Elsa doesn't know, but she intends to keep their relationship harmonious.
The people who loved her in this world are gone, only Anna remains, who desperately wants a wedding with a prince. Whom she met only a few hours ago before the party began.
Her eyes filled with tears when she thought about it.
Bruce, who saw her, could only sigh heavily.
He got up from the snowdrift and walked to the balcony of the castle, where the scorching sun began to shine on the magnificent ice palace.
He walked and leaned against the fence, his eyes admiring the beauty of the mountains visible in the distance. His hair fluttered, blown by the wind, his hair had not been cut for several months.
- Can I survive this cringe-worthy scene? -
- Just for a little while, please, God. To get the heart of a queen - Bruce asked himself pensively, looking at the abyss.
He pulled out some chocolate bars that were still left in his inventory and ate them slowly.
- System! Status - he commands in the heart.
[Name: Bruce Banner
Race: Human
Gender: male
Condition: half of your lifespan has been lost, your soul is wounded.
System features: Gate of Another World, Inventory, Title.
Title: Worldwalker, System User, Researcher.
Classes: Mage
Sub Class:-
Essence: 0.003%]
His eyes narrowed hatefully as he looked at that interface, the progress of Essence's increasing every time he used the gate. Bruce at first thought it was just a coincidence, but this time he was convinced.
The simple program that fairy bitch was intent on is…
Prioritize the collection of energy to be reborn as soon as possible, no matter what happens.
{You're right}
"Huh?" Bruce gasped from his reverie.
- I seemed to hear someone's voice- his eyes glanced around, looking for who was talking.
*Step... Step... Step*
"Hey Bruce, do you want to hear a story?" Elsa approached and asked him in a small voice.
From her tone, it seems that she needs a listener.
"That would be an awesome thing " Bruce replied with a smile.
- Come on, how much grief do you have? - he continued inwardly.
It's been a long day, and for some reason, Bruce missed the plasma cannon shot instead of dealing with a woman.
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