Alex didn’t wield swords with his original hands. He left those weapons to his new hands that would become Asura’s Hands in the future.
He swathed sharp wind stemming from Stella’s Winged Bloodline around his human hands. At the same time, Alex’s swords let out a chilling coldness laced in sword mana.
He focused intensely on those two unique elements coursing through his muscles before letting put a palm strike.
His four arms followed his wish, slashing the air, aiming at the same spot.
BANG!
The ground a few meters away from Alex exploded with raw mana.
“Perfect strike!” Celia’s eyes shimmered in excitement as she saw the wind and sword mana jointly attacking one spot. She hopped off the bench, skipping her way toward it. Her friends followed her.
They all gasped as there were a few deep cuts on the ground. It was pretty easy to distinguish the wind blades and sword slashes. Yet, these two connected so well together was already a fantastic feat.
Alex also stood behind Celia, feeling good about his strength.
He patted Celia’s blue hair while whispering, “I can use hands for more than just casting magic. I can fight in close combat with my enemy while having swords raining down on him.
I can extend my hands, blocking or catching his attacks. There are many possibilities, and I am fond of the style that my daughter has shown me.
Thank you, Celia,” Alex chuckled. And as Celia lifted her eyes, she grinned too, their mood splendid.
The dullahan little princess no longer felt lonely. Just one day with her daddy dispelled all her lowlinesses. She was still a little angry that Sara could go to Alex’s world, yet she couldn’t!
But that was a problem Sara would have to deal with in due time.
“It’s already late, so we have to sleep,” Alex whispered, “Quick bath and straight to the bed, understood?”
Celia pouted, looking away as she said, “Understood…”
She didn’t want to sleep, yet she knew how important it was to have a proper sleeping schedule. Her mother often stressed it, waking up early in the morning, even before birds.
Alex laughed, taking his daughter to the bathroom.
“I will also wash you, two wolves. You have caught too much dirt running around today,” Alex glanced at wolves, whose eyes turned into puppy eyes, for they didn’t want to bathe at all.
They hated that damn water and had nightmares from time to time of Celia’s swimming pool competition!
The wolves cried faintly, following the father-daughter duo.
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“Don’t go away, daddy…” After bathing, Celia wore her cute pajamas, holding tightly onto Alex as she didn’t want to part with him.
She used her charm to the maximum, and it was simply impossible to tell whether she did it intentionally or not.
As Alex hugged her, he fell prey to her cries, unable to let her go.
‘She’s growing up too fast! Now, she’s using her cuteness against me… And I am not Sara who can’t be strict with this little girl,’ Alex complained inwardly. He felt like he soon wouldn’t be able to recognize Celia, for she grew too fast.
But Sara and others had a significant part in it. They left her alone too many times. Celia grew faster than other kids due to her circumstances.
‘I won’t be able to talk about her with Sara tonight…’ Alex sighed before answering Celia’s big eyes, pleading him to not go, “I will sleep with you tonight.”
“Yay!” Celia’s tears dried up as if they had been crocodile tears from the start! Her sad expression turned into an elated one, grinning from ear to ear as she forced her daddy to read a book for her!
She didn’t want to go to sleep, did she?
And as Alex loved her genuinely, he complied with all her wishes, keeping it moderate, “Just one book, okay?”
He said after putting her into a bed. Alex was also already in his Avander World pajamas, using the system to quickly don himself in these. Naturally, the two wolves also found their spots on Celia’s big bed, looking forward to the story.
Celia grinned, “Yes, one book!”
Alex nodded, “Well, then. What are we going to read about today?” He picked the first book randomly, starting with the story about a princess.
‘Again, princess…’ Alex rolled his eyes, feeling like he had to buy some new books for his daughter.
Those books for children were quite short, so Alex finished the first one in less than thirty minutes.
That was when Celia quickly crawled on the bed to the desk, taking out another book, “I want more, daddy!
Please?” Celia lifted her eyes innocently, gazing into her father’s unique eyes while holding the book.
Alex licked his lips, feeling like he should refuse. Yet, his next word was… “Ok.”
Stella’s usual affirmative reply! He immediately blamed himself before reading the second book out loud.
“Now, go sleep,” Alex whispered after closing the book.
Celia still had her eyes wide, shimmering with love. She wanted to spend more time with her father. But this time, Alex didn’t let her take out the third book.
He quickly wrapped his arms around her, holding her tightly. In his embrace, Celia suddenly felt more sleepy than ever before. Perhaps, Alex’s wish to go to sleep had invaded her little heart.
Celia closed her eyes, whispering, “Goodnight, daddy… I love you.”
Alex smiled, kissing her hair, “Goodnight. I love you, too.”
And with those words, Alex also drifted away, sleeping with Celia in his arms. Even though her father had a strong body, Celia felt comfortable, waking up in the morning fresh and ready for a new day!
Alex also woke up, telling her he had to log out to talk with her mother.
“Will mommy come here, too?” Celia asked, plotting a night with her father and mother at the same time. Nothing was better than being squeezed between them as they all three slept together.
It would be similar to one of the little protagonists from her favorite book!
Celia looked forward to that!
Alex nodded, “Yes.”
And with that, Celia’s eyes twinkled mysteriously.
She would use all her knowledge and ideas of the little protagonist to have a family sleepover with her father and mother!
“Hehe!” Celia brightly smiled.