Chapter 817: The Gym Bro Brings Home a Goddess

Garion stared at Seras for several seconds, wondering whether the woman was genuinely serious or simply enjoying making fun of him.

Unfortunately, judging by her innocent smile, she appeared completely serious.

He scratched his head. "Wait, wait. You’re saying there’s absolutely nothing wrong with me having two wives?"

Seras tilted her head before giggling. "Hehehe. Of course not. Why would there be?"

Garion spread his arms helplessly. "Because I’m already married, woman. You can’t just show up and announce that you’re becoming my second wife."

Seras placed one delicate finger against her cheek, seemingly considering his words. "Hmm... But you’re the winner of my competition, and becoming my partner is your reward."

Garion’s eyebrow twitched. "That’s exactly the problem. Who the hell makes marriage the grand prize of a competition?"

Seras giggled again. "Me, apparently."

Garion sighed before shaking his head. "Damn. You’re even more troublesome than Atlas."

Seras immediately looked interested. "Oh? Is that supposed to be a compliment?"

Garion stared at her. "No."

She smiled happily. "I’ll take it as one."

Garion rubbed his forehead before suddenly remembering something. "Anyway, aren’t you supposed to be some supreme existence? Can’t you just create yourself a perfect husband?"

Seras’s expression became slightly thoughtful. "Of course I could."

She casually snapped her fingers.

A magnificent golden figure appeared beside her, possessing an extraordinarily handsome appearance and overwhelming divine power.

Garion blinked. "Whoa. You actually made one?"

Seras nodded before waving her hand, causing the figure to disappear. "But what would be the point?"

Garion raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"

Seras slowly approached the enormous palace window, gazing toward the countless galaxies beyond. "If I created someone specifically to love me, wouldn’t his feelings simply be something I designed?"

She turned toward Garion with a faint smile. "He would love me because I made him that way, not because he genuinely chose to."

Garion fell silent for a moment.

Seras continued, her voice becoming unusually gentle. "I’ve created countless worlds, civilizations, and living beings. Almost anything I desire can be brought into existence with a single thought."

She slowly lowered her gaze. "But there’s something rather meaningless about having someone beside you who only exists to fulfill your wishes."

Garion scratched his chin. "Hmm... So you want someone who can make his own decisions?"

Seras nodded. "Exactly. Someone who can disagree with me, surprise me, and perhaps even tell me when I’m being ridiculous."

Garion immediately grinned. "Hehehe. Well, you’ve definitely found the right bastard for that."

Seras laughed. "Yes. I’ve already noticed."

Garion chuckled before crossing his arms. "Alright, I understand that part. But there’s still my wife."

Seras waved her hand dismissively. "Oh, that? Don’t worry. I’m sure she’ll understand."

Garion stared at her. "You’re awfully confident."

Seras smiled proudly. "Naturally. I’m the Supreme Creator. Who would dare argue with me?"

Garion blinked.

Then he slowly shook his head. "Lady, I think you’re seriously misunderstanding something."

Seras tilted her head. "Hmm?"

Garion pointed toward her. "Being the strongest doesn’t mean everyone has to agree with whatever you want."

Seras appeared genuinely puzzled. "But if someone disagrees, I could simply change their mind."

Garion’s expression became slightly more serious. "Yeah, and then what’s the difference between that and creating yourself a husband?"

Seras froze.

For the first time since their conversation began, her playful smile disappeared.

Garion continued, rubbing the back of his neck. "You said you want someone who chooses to stay beside you, right? Well, my wife deserves that same choice."

Seras stared at him silently.

He shrugged. "Rachel’s important to me. I’m not going to make some ridiculous decision behind her back just because a beautiful woman suddenly appeared."

Seras slowly blinked.

Then a delighted smile spread across her face. "Hehehe. You’re surprisingly thoughtful for someone who enjoys punching people so much."

Garion immediately grinned. "Oi, what’s wrong with punching people? It’s a perfectly respectable hobby."

Seras giggled. "Of course, of course."

She approached him again before suddenly leaning closer. "Although I must admit, you’re becoming increasingly attractive to me."

Garion raised an eyebrow. "Because I argued with you?"

Seras nodded cheerfully. "Precisely. Very few beings have ever dared to disagree with me so casually."

Garion chuckled. "Hehehe. Well, get used to it. I’m pretty good at being annoying."

Seras smiled. "I’m looking forward to that."

Garion suddenly raised one finger. "Anyway, before you start planning our wedding, there’s something we need to do."

Seras tilted her head. "Oh? What’s that?"

Garion crossed his arms. "We’re going to God Gym. I want you to meet Rachel properly."

Seras blinked. "Your wife?"

Garion nodded. "Yeah. We’ll explain everything and hear what she thinks."

Seras considered his suggestion before smiling. "Hmm... Very well. That sounds rather interesting."

Garion narrowed his eyes suspiciously. "And no using your ridiculous supreme powers to convince her."

Seras placed one hand against her chest, pretending to look offended. "Garion, do you really think so poorly of me?"

Garion stared at her.

Seras maintained her innocent expression for several seconds before bursting into laughter. "Hehehe! Fine, fine. I promise."

Garion nodded with satisfaction. "Good. And don’t threaten her either."

Seras giggled. "I wasn’t planning to."

Garion scratched his chin. "And don’t destroy my gym if she gets angry."

Seras stared at him. "...Do you really think I’d do that?"

Garion shrugged. "I’m just covering all possibilities."

Seras laughed helplessly before shaking her head. "You really are an amusing man."

She suddenly extended her hand toward him. "Then shall we go meet your wife?"

Garion glanced at her delicate hand before raising an eyebrow. "What? You want me to hold your hand?"

Seras smiled mischievously. "Would that be so terrible?"

Garion chuckled before casually taking her hand. "Hehehe. Fine. Just don’t get any funny ideas."

Seras leaned closer, her radiant eyes sparkling. "I’m afraid it’s a little late for that."

Garion sighed. "Damn. I’m starting to understand why nobody could handle you."

Seras giggled before snapping her fingers.

The magnificent palace suddenly disappeared around them.

Countless galaxies flashed past as the surrounding space folded into an extraordinary golden passage.

For an instant, Garion sensed an incomprehensible power carrying them beyond the boundaries of countless worlds.

Then, just as suddenly, everything became still.

Seras smiled sweetly. "Welcome home, Garion."

Standing before them was the familiar entrance of God Gym.

Garion looked toward the building before grinning. "Hehehe. Finally. Let’s see what Atlas and Rachel have been doing."

However, neither of them noticed that, deep within God Gym, a certain silver-haired system spirit had suddenly frozen in absolute terror.

For the first time in his existence, Atlas was completely speechless.