The hero I support will definitely defeat the devil

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"This is my past, a pathetic, insignificant past."

In the unknown gray space, White, who looked pale, said to Lisha who was standing opposite her.

"After reading this, what do you think?"

"I want to beat that bastard to pieces!"

Lisha clenched her fists angrily.

"Isn't it a bit bad to say that you want to beat up your father in front of your daughter?"

Although White said this, there was no smile on his face. His face looked as if it was carved out with a tool, and it had only that expression from the beginning.

"Sorry, I don't think I can laugh. Is that a little weird?"

"No, it's just..."

Lisha suddenly realized that any consolation at this moment was pale and powerless.

People who haven't experienced it really don't understand.

Empathy is ultimately just empathy, not personal experience.

"where is this place?"

Lisha changed the subject.

“Maybe it should be called limbo.”

White pulled the corners of his mouth to the sides with his hands, making a weird smile.

"Will this be better?"

"If you don't want to laugh, you don't have to laugh."

Lisha's expression turned serious.

"But if I don't smile, my father will beat me. As a knight, how can I not have a polite smile? I am the genius knight of the Skawen family, a perfect and honorable knight."

White put down his hand, but the weird smile seemed to be fixed on White's face.

"I am very grateful to you, Miss Lisha. You made me feel the warmth I have not felt for a long time."

White was sincerely thanking him, but his tone was cold.

"The trust and friendship your team has is the best thing I've ever encountered."

White was probably envious.

"Of course, the most important point is that you have completely awakened me."

Tears rolled down the corners of White's eyes and turned into cold gray mist that dissipated.

"You woke me up from the dream that my brother was still alive, and made me realize clearly that I am not White, even though I look the same as my brother, I am the same height as my brother, my character and strength are no different from my brother, and I even have his blood flowing in my body. But I am not him. I am just a little girl who put on his coat and didn't want him to leave."

"My brother White died five years earlier, on that day."

Gray mist continued to emanate from the girl's body, and her figure gradually became dreamy and distorted.

In the end, the girl's appearance was completely changed.

The originally shiny beige hair turned into a lifeless gray, the pupils lost their color, the height shrank to only 1.7 meters, and the body shape changed significantly.

The gray mist surrounding the girl gradually solidified and turned into a long-handled black sickle that looked like an antique, floating beside the girl.

In the distance, the sound of horses neighing was heard, followed by the sound of horse hooves tapping on the ground. A tall and imposing gray horse came to the girl.

The gray-haired horse lowered its head, as if to show respect to the girl.

The girl reached out and touched the gray horse's mane.

She will mount the gray horse.

"You don't have any attachment to everything now?"

Lisha knew she was asking a question she already knew the answer to, but she still couldn't help but ask.

The girl stopped.

She looked directly at Lisha with her deathly grey eyes.

"Do you know why I'm here?"

Under Lisha’s puzzled gaze, the girl spoke slowly.

"After I became the peak of the Silver Rank, my father has been urging me to get married. In order to avoid marriage, I came here under the pretext of a long-term mission."

"But you're not?"

Lisha wanted to say, aren’t you a girl? How come you marry a girl?

"Well, because I am a girl, I can't have children with my wife, but my father can."

The girl's words revealed how twisted and dirty the middle-aged man was.

"As long as she is a descendant of the pure Skawen blood, that's what my father thinks. And my fiancée is the Skawen woman with the purest blood except me, and she is also my cousin."

"what?!"

Lisha was frightened by the girl’s words.

However, what the girl said next was truly terrifying and twisted.

"In fact, my father's first target was not my wife, but me. But he knew that I would not agree to this point, and would even break up with him, so he had to settle for the second best."

The indifference in the girl's tone formed a huge contrast with the filthy and horrific content of her words.

"By the way, although I have three cousins, my father believes that the blood of their Skawen family is not concentrated enough, so he has no intention of letting me get pregnant with their child."

"Although my father never said it, I think the reason why he brought me, his disliked illegitimate daughter, back to the manor was probably to marry his eldest son, White, who is also my brother, so that I could give birth to a pure-blooded descendant of the Skawen family."

"..."

Although Lisha had occasionally heard that nobles would do anything to keep their bloodline pure, what the girl said was still a little beyond her imagination.

“Lisha!”

Yuze reminded Lisha to calm down in her mind.

You can't lose your sense of proportion at this time.

"Thanks!"

Lisha's originally confused mind suddenly became much clearer after Youze's shout.

"Do you think I would have any attachment to such a life?"

The girl's face was calm, as calm as a peaceful dead person.

"Let me leave this world. This place no longer belongs to me."

The girl chose to embrace death.

At this moment, the little bit of her Glory Knight profession that was left completely disappeared.

Instead, there is a special profession called Apocalypse Knight.

"If I am left behind, I will take a quarter of all life, human and animal."

The girl's last words made it impossible for Lisha to keep her.

"No! You have to stay!!"

At this moment, a third voice sounded in the gray space.

Chapter 63 If I Were You

Light appeared in the gray space.

The dazzling light is impossible to look away.

The knight in white armor walked towards the departing girl with firm steps.

"I should be the one to leave."

"White?"

Lisha's eyes widened.

That face, that gesture, that determined look, was White Scawen.

Everything is the same as it was before.

"who are you?"

The girl said something unbelievable.

"Your brother, White."

The white knight raised his hand to salute. His chivalric salute was extremely standard, as neat as a knight's sculpture.

"You are not my brother."

The girl shook her head.

There was a thoughtful look in her deathly grey eyes.

"I'm White."

The white knight's eyes were as clear as a river.

"White...why are you trying to stop me now?"

The girl looked towards the only light in her heart.

"Not to stop you, but to replace you."

The white knight had a comforting smile on his face.

"Of course the dead go to the underworld, but the living shouldn't just leave like that."

"Even if she doesn't want to live?"

The girl tilted her head and looked at White expressionlessly.

"If you really don't want to live, why do you insist? Why do you ask? Why do you stop because of other people's questions?"

The white knight asked a question that struck directly at the heart.

That was a question to the girl's heart which had not yet completely died.

"Maybe I'm just used to it."

If a person is born with only pain in her life, she will regard pain as the norm of life.

People who are born blind cannot understand what color is.

Those who do not have legs naturally cannot run.

People without hands don't know what it feels like to pick up things with their hands.

The tortured girl naturally couldn't understand why she should live.

No, maybe she once knew it, but when that only light was dissipated, she buried everything in the deepest part of her heart and sealed it up tightly.

Over time, the girl herself forgot that she had seen the light, run on her own legs, and picked up things and felt the warmth.

But that trace of kindness will not disappear, it will only exist silently. Until one day, when the girl needs it again, it will appear again just like before.

"If I were you, I wouldn't be able to hold out in a hell like that."

A gentle smile appeared on the white knight's face.

"Since you're used to it, why not hold on a little longer? Maybe you'll see your own light in the next moment~"

"..."

The girl wavered.

She hesitated.

If these words were said by Lisha, they would definitely not have such a big effect.

But it's different for White.