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Chapter 450 I'm sorry, I'm a good person
For Xiao Hui, the wonderful journey that had taken him for more than a day was more like a wonderful and exciting adventure.

She witnessed a strange scene: there was no war between humans and demons, not even among the Blood Demons who had always regarded humans as food and sustenance.

She enjoyed the delicious food, all-you-can-eat, without worrying about the cost.

She experienced wondrous adventures, riding on the back of a legendary bone dragon, flying above the clouds, and traversing the entire continent in an instant through a magical teleportation array, traveling from almost the easternmost part of the continent to its westernmost point...

Although both areas are covered in snow and wind, they offer distinct scenery.

At first, she was very satisfied.

Ever since she awakened all her memories on the way to Heria, she knew her fate.

It's nothing more than returning to the original body, and then that's it.

At first, she was quite satisfied... to be able to see the outside world again, to eat her fill, to experience a high-altitude flight she had never had before... and even to have someone willing to work hard for her safety, even though she didn't like him much from the first moment she saw him.

As for this subtle sense of aversion, Xiao Hui found the answer in his recent experience.

That so-called Roland-like figure... might not be someone who borrowed Roland's appearance, but rather someone who looked exactly like Roland, someone I knew in my true memories.

He couldn't save himself; instead, he turned against himself, imprisoning him in a seal...

A voice like that has been echoing in my heart.

Even though Xiao Hui didn't want to equate that person with Roland, she didn't think there was anything wrong with what that person had done.

She was just...sad.

Why me? Why is it always me...?

Just before it dissipated, a feeling of resentment, sadness, and a faint anger welled up inside me.

She was far from being as composed as she appeared to Roland.

She wanted to live... if she could... she wanted to live as "Little Gray," even if she lost all her powers and could only be an ordinary person.

Just as the consciousness that identified itself as Little Gray was about to completely sink into the ocean of the main body's soul, something seemed to happen.

The process of decline was halted.

Little Grey's gradually dormant thoughts began to function again, and then... she saw a completely new setting.

It was an endless snowfield.

You can't see anything except snow.

Mountains and forests alike... everything was submerged under the snow.

When Xiao Hui regained her senses and opened her eyes again, she felt that her state was somewhat unusual...

Well, if I was previously a wisp of consciousness and soul that split off from my main body, now I... seem to have become independent?

Did the original being take pity on him and decide to let him go?
How can it be?

Little Grey was fully aware of its state, as it was a split consciousness.

That was definitely not a situation where communication was possible.

To say she's gone mad would be an understatement.

But that's normal... She's been sealed for at least five figures of time.

The time they spent escaping the seal... was only a brief period of a dozen years, three hundred years ago. And that was only a partial escape from the seal; they could only move within the sealed area, a radius of three thousand meters.

Thinking of this, Little Grey also recalled how she pretended to be an amnesiac girl who knew nothing, in order to gain resources and care from the Ash Order.

Everything went very smoothly, without revealing any flaws.

If she had another ten years, the Ash Order could probably completely break the seal and free her.

However, during their time together, she did develop some extra feelings for him... Although not many, these feelings did affect her judgment at that time.

The murderous intent and malice that had never been revealed to anyone were detected by the seal at this moment, and so he was dragged back to the seal.

Yes, the saints of the Papacy were able to win only because she was forcibly dragged back into the seal at that time, and the Ash Order, having lost her, was naturally no match for the Papacy.

Even if they know that the other person's feelings are distorted and insincere, they only see themselves as an idol, an agent of a god, or a "naive" girl who can be used.

Even if she really doesn't have much experience living in society.

Even though she was always vigilant enough.

Even so... time will still give rise to subtle feelings and influence people's judgment.

Just like in the distant past, she was betrayed by her most trusted friend, who, taking advantage of her unpreparedness, sealed away ten thousand years of time...

But as soon as the thought crossed his mind, Little Grey suddenly woke up and looked behind him.

A being that looked exactly like her, yet whose body was shrouded in and constantly shedding smoldering ashes, appeared behind her without her noticing.

"Are you going to betray me too...? Will you even betray a part of myself?"

The sinister voice carried suppressed anger, along with low, manic laughter.

"..."

Little Gray cautiously backed away, unaware of what was happening.

But in any case, there is no way that one can defeat the real self right in front of them.

However, it seems there's no option to escape...

Undoubtedly, the integration process seemed to have been interrupted, but there was not much room for maneuver.

"Why why why why why..."

Without the slightest pause or stutter, the words were recited at an extremely fast pace, accompanied by constant low chanting. In an instant, the true form appeared before Little Gray, its eyes, now completely filled with ash, fixed intently on Little Gray. Little Gray tried to run, but there was no way to escape.

This place is entirely their world; there's no way for me to resist.

After subconsciously swallowing, Xiao Hui finally mustered the courage to look at the real Xiao Hui, who had completely fallen into madness and endless resentment.

She couldn't imagine how she felt at the time, nor could she imagine the state of mind that had been worn down by loneliness and darkness for ten thousand years within the seal.

This clone of myself, created three hundred years ago because the seal was broken, is unable to fully comprehend the feelings of the original body.

It's laughable... If I had to use an inappropriate analogy, I might be the last remaining trace of reason and goodwill of my original self.

The seemingly impenetrable seal erected by the guy who looked exactly like Roland actually had a way out...

That solution is to do it yourself.

If rationality is restored, if goodwill remains... then one can leave the seal without any hindrance.

It seems that such a setting has always existed within the seal.

However, as time passed and the seal became too complex, later generations seemed completely unable to repair it, so only a small section of the exit remained.

Three hundred years ago, the Ash Cult discovered this exit, which led them to find a way to break the seal.

If their idea wasn't to reverse the verification process of the seal, after all, they didn't need a God's Son who was still rational and had good intentions.

In the end, however, both sides suffered losses.

Not only did the verification process for the seal fail to be successfully converted, but the God's Child they finally found turned out to be an "amnesiac" and his power was incomplete.

Three hundred years later, the original body, sensing that the seal was about to collapse, began to actively attack the seal, and even split herself apart again, hoping to make some noise outside to distract the Holy See.

And then... that's the story of how I met that caravan and Roland and the others.

Seemingly feeling more confident after thinking of Kalia, Little Grey calmed down for the time being.

Although I cannot understand the thoughts of my true self, nor can I understand the thoughts of myself that are completely blinded by anger and driven mad by long periods of loneliness... but until there is a way to escape.

She definitely wanted to talk to herself more.

verbal sparring...

On his way here riding the bone dragon, he had heard Roland mention this strange saying.

At first, she thought it was some kind of weapon that could be fired with the mouth, but when she learned that it was just a lecture with grand principles, she lost interest in listening.

I never expected that it would be my turn to talk trash.

After all, this seems to be his only "weapon" at the moment.

But she couldn't really articulate any profound truths.

"Sinatia," Little Grey whispered, looking at her other self, reciting the other's name, "There's never any such thing as betrayal between oneself, is there?"

"And I just..."

"only……"

Even though the lingering warmth of the ashes had begun to scorch her skin, covering and burning her spirit, she still resolutely spoke out the very first wish in her heart.

Just like Sinatia, who once lay in the snow, praying that someone would come to save her.

"I just...no..."

"I know, I still want to live!"

Little Gray made the loudest sound it could, its tone almost a roar and howl, as if it were releasing all the emotions it had been holding back.

Just then, a strangely shaped greatsword pierced through the dark space, and brilliant starlight spilled down from the cracks in the space.

Then, the entire world shattered, and a gray-haired boy wielding a greatsword leaped down from the sky and walked to her side.

Little Grey fainted after shouting.

Even the power of the golden apple that had not yet completely dissipated within him could not withstand the mental pressure of the Son of God for too long.

Sinatia, on the other hand, just stood there blankly.

She looked at the boy holding the sword. That identical face, indistinguishable from one another, appeared before her eyes once more.

Even though her clothes, weapons, temperament, and demeanor had all changed... she still remembered.

She didn't move, just stood there, waiting for the blade to pierce her chest.

Just like how he plunged the spear into his own chest so long ago...

At that moment, she suddenly remembered memories that had been buried for a long time.

She remembered why she was so angry.

At that time, all she wanted was to give a long-awaited hug to a friend she hadn't seen in a long time, someone she even thought was dead...

The gray-haired boy drew closer, but she had little strength left after being torn apart by the shadows and devoured by the shadows, and she no longer wanted to resist.

At least this time... I should be able to face a complete death, right?
But he never received the sword.

Just before her body, weakened by the loss of its power, was about to turn to ashes and vanish, she saw a familiar figure.

The white-robed, gray-haired youth smiled and extended his hand, leading her towards the dilapidated palace amidst the starry sky.

I'm sorry, Sinatia.

Let's... meet again in the new world.

(End of this chapter)