Transmigrating into the only holy female in the interstellar world, the orcs who have no descendants

Between life and death, Kyle's life was like a candle in the wind. Inside the medical bay, Rosie clasped his cold hand, her gaze never leaving his pale face. Xingyu's forehead was sweating, his hands gleaming with golden light, and his life force continuously poured into Kyle's body.

"Xixi, don't worry." Fan Xiao comforted softly, "Marshal Kyle is the strongest in the Federation. He will pull through."

Rosie forced a smile, but her heart sank. Kyle had nearly burned himself saving her and Caesar. If anything happened to him...

"We sent Tim's main force into another time and space." Mike reported calmly, "But Tim himself escaped."

Rosie frowned. Tim's escape meant the threat was still there, but she had no time for that.

In the next cabin, Caesar slowly awoke. A different light shone in his dragon eyes, as if he had experienced a thousand years of vicissitudes.

"Mom..." he called softly.

Luo Xi walked over quickly and held her son's hand: "Caesar, how do you feel?"

Caesar was silent for a moment, a golden light flickering in his dragon pupils. "I saw a lot in the alien realm. Ancient memories, the secrets of the dragon race, and things about you."

Luo Xi's heart skipped a beat: "What's the matter?"

"The Void Mirror has recognized you." Caesar looked directly at the Heart of Poseidon on Rosie's chest. "They are one."

Luo Qian's pupils shrank slightly. The Void Mirror and the Heart of the Seagod share the same origin? What does this mean?

"Xixi, are you okay?" Ling Yuan noticed her abnormality.

Rosie forced a smile: "I'm fine." She stroked Caesar's forehead and said, "Rest first. We'll talk when your father wakes up."

Caesar nodded and soon fell asleep again. Luo Xi stood up and glanced at everyone in the cabin. Fan Xiao, Ling Yuan, Mike, Xing Yu... everyone's eyes were filled with doubt and worry.

"We need to discuss countermeasures." Rosie took a deep breath. "Tim's escape means the threat remains. And as for Caesar..."

"The Void Mirror and the Seagod's Heart share the same origin." Ling Yuan pondered, "This may explain why you can easily control their power."

"But it also means greater danger." Fan Xiao's eyes turned cold, "If Tim knew the truth..."

Rosie shuddered. If the Void Mirror and Poseidon's Heart were truly as Caesar claimed, Tim would not give up.

"We must find Tim as soon as possible." Mike said in a deep voice, "before he reorganizes his forces again."

Xingyu nodded: "I will contact the Beast Temple and mobilize all resources."

Rosie looked around at everyone, a warm feeling welling up in her heart. No matter what crisis she faced, she was not fighting alone.

"Okay, that's settled." She took a deep breath. "Mike, Xingyu, you'll be responsible for searching for Tim. Fanxiao, Lingyuan, I need you to protect Kyle and Caesar."

Everyone followed their orders and left, leaving Rosie alone in the cabin. She gently stroked the Heart of Poseidon on her chest, feeling the familiar throbbing.

The Mirror of the Void, the Heart of the Seagod, what kind of power do they represent? And what role will she play in this coming storm?

Rosie shook her head, clearing her mind, and walked towards Kyle's bed. No matter what the future held, the most important thing now was protecting the people around her.

She held Kyle's hand and whispered, "Wake up, I need you."

Kyle's eyelids moved slightly, as if he heard her call. Rosie's heart warmed, and she leaned over and kissed him gently on the forehead.

The storm is coming, but she is ready to face any challenge because she knows that no matter what happens, there will always be someone who will protect her.

At this moment, Kyle's fingers moved very slightly, like the trembling of butterfly wings.

Rosie almost thought it was an illusion. She held her breath, staring at his pale face without blinking, even her heartbeat seemed to skip a beat. The regular ticking of the medical equipment around her seemed particularly harsh at this moment, contrasting with the silence of the man on the bed.

The fingertips trembled again.

This time she saw it clearly. It wasn't an illusion.

"Kyle?" she asked tentatively, her voice dry and trembling with disbelief.

His thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and he struggled to open them a crack. His amber eyes had lost their former sharpness and depth, appearing dull and lusterless, and somewhat distracted as they searched for focus.

"Xi...Xi..." he called weakly, his voice almost inaudible, as if it came from a very far away place, and every syllable exhausted all his strength.

Just those two words instantly snapped Rosie's already tense nerves. Her eyes suddenly heated up, and the long-simmering fear and worry turned into boiling liquid and burst out. She leaned over, gently stroking his cold cheek with her fingers. "You're awake... You're finally awake..."

Kyle's gaze slowly focused, resting on her tear-stained face. He tried to twitch the corners of his mouth, but only managed a faint curve, a hint of heartbreaking fatigue. "I promised... I would always protect you." His voice was still hoarse and low, yet it carried a piercing persistence.

Those words were like a key, completely unlocking the floodgates of Rosie's emotions. Unable to hold back any longer, tears streamed down her face, blurring her vision. Cautiously, yet with an uncontrollable urge, she hugged him tightly. Through the thin medical gown, she could clearly feel his faint yet steady heartbeat, beating against her heart again and again, dispelling the cold despair that threatened to consume her.

He's still here. He's still alive.

The crisis wasn't over, Tim was still at large, the secrets Caesar had witnessed remained unsolved, and the future was still shrouded in uncertainty. But at this moment, she didn't want to think about anything else. She simply wanted to feel the warmth of his embrace, now restored, and immerse herself in the joy and heartbeat of surviving. She buried her face in his neck, feeling his gentle breath brush against her ear, greedily absorbing this reality.

"Fool...you are such a big fool..." She choked and repeated it over and over again, her tears soaking the clothes around his neck, as if she wanted to pour out all the fear and helplessness of these days.