In that moment, Argenti almost believed he had reached the end of his journey.
His only regret was not having seen the pure and beautiful Idrila.
Idrila, whose beauty was unmatched in the world!
"Th-that, Argenti, can you stop praising unmatched beauty now? Shield! Shield up!"
Velite practically shouted to get Argenti's attention.
This desperate cry successfully drew his focus.
"Mr. Velite, let me make it clear—we owe our rescue to our friend out there, and we must look upon them with admiration, not rudeness. Let me behold, my friend, your magnificence."
"..."
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Godzilla regretted it.
He should have burned the spaceship from the asteroid when he was barbecuing the enormous Giant Sting.
"Allow me to praise your appearance—your heroic figure is like a golden eagle soaring in the summer sky, radiant brilliance piercing through your wings, adding a touch of legend to the vast earth. Are you often called valiant? That is inevitable, for a symbol as noble as you is destined to receive such praise."
"....."
"...Has he always been like this?"
Serval quietly asked the still-shaken Velite as she leaned in.
"Ah! Oh, uh, I'm not too sure either. I met him on the road, he saved me once, but I can't really understand his behavior. Maybe... one of those fanatical idol chasers? But he's still better than those people. Sigh, anyway, that's how he is—don't mind him."
Under Serval's voice, Velite's frozen brain finally found its way back and subconsciously answered her question.
Serval nodded, somewhat understanding, but she more or less got the gist of what was going on between these two. She then moved next to Tingyun: "Tingyun, do you know what's the deal with that guy dressed and looking like a knight?"
Unlike herself, a country bumpkin who had only ever been in Jarilo, Tingyun surely knew.
"If I'm not mistaken, he should be a Knight of Pure Beauty, and even one of the knighted ones. Simply put, they are a group that does good deeds across the universe. The mayor once saw their ships appear in the sky."
Tingyun hadn't seen a Pure Beauty Knight either.
But Argenti's behavior was too obvious—even if she didn't want to think that way, she couldn't help it.
Argenti was still rambling on in praise, and Godzilla's imposing face revealed a human-like expression of speechlessness.
"Ahem, Sir Knight, please take a little rest. If you continue like this, Godzilla might get angry."
Yukong arrived with Cocolia and the others. Although it wasn't very polite, the situation had already reached a point where they couldn't help but interrupt.
After all, Godzilla's tail was already swinging around unhappily.
She was really worried Godzilla would give this hard-earned escaped Pure Beauty Knight a taste of Jarilo's specialty.
Fortunately, Argenti wasn't a completely single-minded type.
Hearing the voice behind him, he turned around.
"Today must be my lucky day, to witness so many beautiful beings. In this moment, the meaning of beauty is once again purified!"
Argenti placed one hand over the armor on his chest, extended the other, and spoke with a satisfied expression.
"Uh... does he have some sort of illness?"
Seele's eye twitched. This was the first time she'd seen such a... unique individual.
Even Sampo didn't compare to this in this regard.
"Oh right, Godzilla, so your name is Godzilla. What a resonant name—just one simple character, yet placed on you, it inspires awe. Please forgive my earlier rashness."
"Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Argenti, a knight pursuing pure beauty. Let me introduce you to the Aeon of Pure Beauty, Idrila..."
The group, who thought they could now start asking normal questions, stared speechlessly at Argenti, who had turned back to face Godzilla again.
Bronya's mouth twitched slightly.
She kind of agreed with what Seele just said.
Velite clenched his teeth, and his whole jaw ached.
"Hehe, sorry everyone. This guy's always like this. How about we talk first?"
Although Velite had only traveled with Argenti for a while, given the current situation, he had no choice but to speak up.
Luckily, despite his fanatic pursuit of beauty, Argenti was rational.
After finishing his praise, he turned his attention to the ones clearly in charge.
"Once again, allow me to introduce myself. I am Argenti, a knight traveling far and wide to spread the name of the Aeon of Pure Beauty, Idrila."
...
He finally left.
The tail swung—not forcefully this time, but more like a relaxed motion.
"If all Pure Beauty Knights were like him, I don't dare to imagine."
"Sigh, me too. I thought it was over, but who knew he would suddenly target us. Thankfully it was only for a short while—we somehow managed to endure it like those poor souls in the legends."
"Oh? Is that so? I remember you were pretty proud just now."
"You're imagining things. You must be mistaken."
The two, in good spirits, started teasing each other. In that moment, the entire forest was filled with bell-like laughter—oh, and real bells mixed in too.
The withered yellow trees around didn't dampen their mood. They knew that with Godzilla around, this damage could be repaired in no time.
Without Argenti's praises, Godzilla could finally sleep well.
Fighting was exhausting.
Slowly lying down, Godzilla didn't close his eyes.
His tail stretched to the front and slowly lowered under his gaze.
The moment the tail touched the ground, Godzilla's expression changed.
The tail was lower than he remembered!
This meant his bed had sunk!
This was unacceptable to Godzilla!
Due to Godzilla's massive absorption, the fully drained energy crystals crumbled into dust, directly causing his bed to lower.
And this was just one batch.
This meant that if no new source of crystals was found, once these were gone, they were truly gone!
Though his strength had increased, his collection had diminished—this made Godzilla very unhappy.
His tail whipped through the air like a steel whip.
As a meticulous Godzilla, he had to ensure his energy supply at every moment.
Just then—
"Everyone, everyone, what was that form and quality Godzilla just showed—is it something related to abundance?! Are you still practicing abundance? Is it okay or not?! And why are those real feelings involved with such a serious incident?! What's happening inside your body?! May I check it?!"
Just as Godzilla's eyelid was about to fall, Herta raised both hands and pressed against Godzilla's left eye, asking expectantly with a face full of excitement.
At this moment, Herta was overwhelmed with excitement.
She hadn't expected to witness such a lively scene right before leaving Jarilo for official business.
What did Godzilla's previous form represent? Were there any side effects?
These were all things she wanted to know.
Although Welt had previously explained a lot about Godzilla to her, even Welt couldn't possibly remember all of Godzilla's forms, let alone those that even he had never heard of.
"Turning electromagnetic energy into heat to strengthen yourself—this kind of method isn't something a human could think of. Oh, I forgot, you're not human in the first place."
Herta's mouth was, as always, sharp, but Godzilla was already used to it.
This weirdo being out of line wasn't anything new. Right now, Godzilla just wanted to sleep, so...
"Bang!"
The familiar height snapped Herta back to reality.
Looking at the newly appeared star in the sky, Godzilla finally closed his eyes.
He was quite interested in Argenti's spaceship, but under the effects of stomach acid and high temperature, the once exquisite ship was now a wreck, which caused him to lose interest.
Besides, he needed to think about where to get some new snacks.