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Ever since Nigolan shattered all the audience's illusions with her words.

The entire network then fell into a state of stress, somewhere between sadness and anger.

Every viewer who follows the series trembled slightly as they clicked on the latest episode, "The Three Questions of Doomsday."

[Family, I'm going now. If I'm not back in half an hour, remember to scatter my ashes at the gate of that old scoundrel Su's company.]

[Opening ceremony bombshell! What did I just see? William is laughing?! Seriously! How can he even laugh?! Doesn't he know his wife is about to die?!]

[You upstairs don't know anything! Look at his smile, it's uglier than crying! That's a forced smile! It's a knife, a knife!]

The comments section was filled with wails of despair.

That's right.

In the animation, William is telling a story to a group of young fairy girls in the warehouse.

He had a gentle smile on his face, spoke softly, and moved slowly, just like a responsible patriarch.

But any viewer who was stunned by the knife in the previous episode could immediately see the immense sorrow behind his smile.

There was no light in his eyes.

It was a tenderness that was forced out after learning the cruel truth, just so as not to worry the children.

The gentler he is, the more the audience's hearts tighten.

"Damn it, I can't take it anymore."

In a boys' dormitory, a student buried his head in his pillow, and muffled sounds could be heard.

"This atmosphere is so oppressive. That old scoundrel Su is truly inhuman; he's slowly grinding our hearts down with a dull knife!"

William tries his best to play the role of a good person, attempting to use everyday warmth to fight against the cold and despairing reality.

He taught the children to read, played with them, and even clumsily tried to comb their hair.

He wanted to live each day as he always had.

But everything is irreversible.

As he looked at Chtholly's beautiful blue-green hair.

The image of Nigoran's face when she told the truth would uncontrollably keep appearing in my mind.

In this suffocating calm, change was quietly brewing.

The military issued a new order to deploy.

The document contained no superfluous words, only a code name and the coordinates of the beast horde that needed to be eradicated.

That code name corresponds to the adult fairy Chtholly.

When William saw the document, he felt as if the blood in his body had frozen.

He wanted to stop them, to tear the documents to shreds, and to rush up to the officers and question them about their right to do so!

But he was just a warehouse manager.

He watched helplessly as Chtholly changed into the uniform that usually made her look so dashing.

At the door, Chtholly was preparing to leave.

William strode forward, said nothing, and silently straightened her slightly crooked collar.

"I'm going."

"Ctholly said softly."

"Um."

William forced out a syllable from his throat.

There were no extra farewell wishes.

Because they all knew perfectly well how powerless and ironic these blessings were to the fairy weapons.

Chtholly's figure disappeared through the doorway.

William stood alone in the warehouse, waiting anxiously.

He was restless, pacing back and forth, sometimes looking out the window.

Meanwhile, the unsuspecting children were excitedly preparing a celebration party to welcome their sister Chtholly home.

They were busy in the kitchen, making pastries full of love with the limited ingredients they had.

"William! Come quick, help!"

Asya held up her flour-covered hands and called out to him.

As William looked at their innocent smiling faces, his inner torment reached its peak.

This stark contrast resonated with viewers in front of their screens, causing a surge of comments on the screen.

Stop laughing! Stop laughing, kids! Do you know that your sister Chtholly is risking her life for your party?!

[Damn, this contrast is incredible! Old Su, you really know how to kill someone! Please, bring Chtholly back, even if she's badly injured! As long as she's alive!]

[Stop dreaming! Have you forgotten Su Laozei's nickname? He'll just fill you with flags and then kick you down!]

Time passed by, second by second.

Finally, a slightly unsteady figure returned.

It's Chtholly! She's back!

Although she looked exhausted and pale, she made it back alive!

"Wow! Sister Chtholly is back!"

The children cheered and rushed forward, surrounding her.

William's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down at that moment.

A great joy rose in my heart.

He practically rushed forward and pulled Chtholly into a tight embrace!

It's so good to be alive.

At that moment, he forgot about fate; all that remained in his heart was the joy of regaining what he had lost.

The viewers in front of the screen also breathed a sigh of relief.

[Phew. That scared me to death. I thought they were going to draw a knife on the spot.]

[It's good that he's alive, it's good that he's alive! That old scoundrel Su actually showed some humanity this time?]

Wait, don't get too excited. I have a feeling things aren't that simple.

The next second, the viewer's prediction came true.

At the celebration party, William looked at Ctholly, his smile the most genuine he had been in days.

However, at that moment...

A strand of hair slipped from his eyes.

William's gaze instinctively followed.

Then, his smile froze in that instant.

It was a strand of hair, as striking as blood, a bright red.

It formed an incredibly striking contrast with Chtholly's beautiful blue-green hair.

The minds of the entire online audience collectively crashed at that moment.

After a brief silence came a collapse more violent than ever before!

Holy crap!

What is that?!

My hair turned red!

[A knife! It's a knife! You old scoundrel Su, you'll die a horrible death!]

In the internal group of the "Find a Knife Alliance".

After a ten-second pause, the group leader let out a piercing scream and almost shouted as he typed out a line of text.

"Write it down! Write it all down! Redhead! This is a new countdown to death! That old bastard Su has materialized the knife!"

In the animation.

The laughter and merriment of the party continued.

William, however, was completely distraught.

He released Chtholly and rushed out of the room, grabbing Nigolan, who was in the corner.

"What is that?"

His voice trembled slightly.

"Red hair! What's going on?!"

Nigolan was roughly dragged by him, but she wasn't angry at all. She just looked at him calmly with her all-knowing eyes.

"That's the final stage of spiritual erosion."

"With each battle, with each instance of forcibly unleashing power beyond its limits, their memories and personalities are worn down and overwritten."

"And the change in hair color is the outward manifestation of this process."

Nigolan's eyes dimmed slightly as she slowly revealed the truth.

"Like a candle, it will eventually burn out."

"When her hair turns completely red, the personality of Chtholly will be completely covered and disappear."

Simply put...

"She died."

William looked shocked, staggered back two steps, and bumped into the wall.

Abstract destiny, at this moment, has become a visible countdown.

His struggle transformed from a fight against cold, hard rules into a race against death.

He walked back to the party, looking utterly dejected.

Ctholly noticed his unusual behavior and came over with concern.

"What's wrong, William? You look terrible."

William looked into her eyes, which still held a hint of worry, and couldn't say a word.

All his sorrow was stuck in his throat.

Upon seeing his distraught appearance, Chtholly seemed to instantly understand something.

She didn't ask any further questions.

However, she slowly reached out and gently touched William's head.

A gentle smile appeared on her face.

"I'm back."

She said softly.

That smile, that gesture, silently told William something.

She knows everything.

She wasn't grieving for herself.

She was trying to comfort him.

William could no longer hold back, and his eyes instantly reddened.

The two of them gazed at each other quietly amidst the joyful party.

No one spoke again.

But they all knew perfectly well in their hearts.

The farewell bell has already rung.

......

Healing Animation Company, office.

Su Bai looked at the almost overflowing barrage of comments in the background and nodded in satisfaction.

"good."

"Is this visual knife sharp enough?"

Shen Qingyue, who was standing to the side, was already crying so hard that she couldn't speak. Her eyes were red as she stared intently at Su Bai.

"Su Bai!"

Her voice trembled as she sobbed.

"You're a devil!"

"No."

Su Bai smiled and shook his head, correcting him.

"I am merely an artist who is faithful to the aesthetics of tragedy."