Starting with the defeated female knight

The tentacle shook its head, about to say something, when it seemed to sense something and disappeared from the spot.

OK, here it comes.

I believe you can handle this.

The 'person' that the tentacles spoke of has arrived.

The reason she put "person" in quotation marks is because she had never seen such a person before.

Or to be more precise.

They were a group of people with pointed ears, whose words and actions were very strange and bizarre.

However, although it seemed a bit strange, they did not harm her or do anything to make things difficult for her.

Instead, after a brief introduction, they left her plenty of food and said, "Our goals are aligned," and "We can help you."

It all seemed so inexplicable to her.

"My lord, I..."

It's okay, let's eat.

After confirming that the green gaze had disappeared, the tentacles reappeared, rolled up a piece of food, and held it to her mouth, feeding her while speaking.

Ignore whatever they say; neither refuse nor agree.

If they offer you benefits, just accept them; they won't harm you.

At least, not until your usefulness is exhausted.

"Me? What am I worth?"

He pointed to the crimson color beside her.

This is the value.

After eating and thinking for a while, she tentatively spoke.

"So, to you, do I... also have that kind of value?"

Her tone was somewhat complicated.

Yes and no

The tentacle tapped her forehead.

You have that kind of value, but to me, your value goes beyond that.

Moreover, it's extremely important.

silence.

for a long time.

"So, what do you need me to do?"

She spoke softly, her hands slightly intertwined.

I don't want you to do anything.

Unexpectedly, the tentacle shook its head.

I want you to ask yourself, what do you want to do?

"......Eh?"

Wendy was stunned.

She had considered many possibilities, such as being asked to spread her doctrines, to learn miracles, or even to kill.

But she never imagined that the tentacles would make her ask herself that question.

"I have no idea."

She lowered her head.

Since losing her daughter, she truly doesn't know what she's supposed to do anymore.

Don't know? Okay, take a look at this.

After saying that, the tentacle pulled out a memory crystal given to it by a certain Miss Aurora who wished to remain anonymous—just how much technology did those damned mages BYD have hidden away?—and then began playing it for Wendeta.

She was initially puzzled, then startled by the scene inside. After regaining her senses, she clenched her fists slightly.

Those were the countless tragic stories flowing in a sea of ​​blood, stories similar to hers, or even worse.

Do you know what you need to do now?

"I have no idea."

She lowered her head.

Although she felt very sad after reading it, she even felt that her own experience was not so bad in comparison.

Even so, she didn't know what she could do or what she should do.

After all, she was just a lowly bloodline who struggled to survive and couldn't even protect her daughter.

She was stunned.

Raise both hands and clench them slightly into fists.

An unprecedented surge of energy flowed through my body.

She remembered.

She killed a person of superior blood and, through a miracle obtained by sacrificing her daughter, seized the other's bloodline.

She is no longer of inferior blood.

It even possesses the power of blood miracles.

what does this mean?

she does not know.

Because these were things she had never dared to imagine before, things that could never even appear in her dreams, things that were completely beyond her comprehension.

For countless years, because of her inferior bloodline, she had become accustomed to living a timid and cowardly life, like a rat in the street.

But now, having obtained the power she had always dreamed of, she felt even more lost.

What is life like for those of high bloodlines? What should those of high bloodlines do? And what should those of high bloodlines be...?

wrong.

A phantom image of her daughter flashed before her eyes.

In that instant, she felt as if she were back in the factory, and when faced with the same problem, she punched it.

boom--

With the power of her superior bloodline, she smashed open the chimney that had trapped her daughter.

Then, she froze on the spot.

There is nothing there.

She only smashed open her own cupboard, which was empty.

She gained the power, but the deed was already done.

No matter how high your bloodline is or how strong you become, you can't change the established facts.

There's nothing more she can do.

Has she stopped doing anything?

The stories from earlier flashed through her mind again, and she slowly opened her eyes, as if she understood something.

"You asked me what I want to do, but I still don't know."

But what I do know is...

She clenched her fist slightly, her nails digging into her palm, drawing blood.

"I don't want to see this kind of thing continue to happen."

Although I had no idea what to do, and I hadn't yet adapted to this change in identity and power.

But at this moment, for the first time since her daughter's death, she felt the urge to do something proactively.

At the same time, though very faint, her belief rose amidst that sea of ​​blood and pain.

Indeed, a slight ripple appeared.

Does a miracle born from tragedy necessarily lead to another tragedy?

Must the power gained from harm be used to continue harming others?

Doubts began.

But clearly, a small ripple is not enough to stir up any waves.

In just a moment, everything was calmed down.

Even so, even if it's just a fleeting moment in a sea of ​​blood.

But some things have been etched into Wendeta's soul. Although it wasn't a tragedy, it only strengthened her connection with the Blood Sea.

She still didn't know what she was supposed to do.

But it's okay.

The seed of belief has been planted.

and......

Although I meant I didn't intend to ask you to do anything.

Under Wendeta's gaze, the tentacle raised its tip and nodded at her head with a smile.

But I never said you can't come begging to me.

Don't worry if you don't know how to do it, I'll teach you.

All you need to do is be yourself.

Then, just do what you want to do.

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P.S.: 18,000, goodnight!

Volume 1: Chapter 101: Rising Flames

Guided by the tentacles, the blood-red pilgrimage began.

First and foremost, whatever you want to do, at the very least, you need to understand yourself and figure out what you have.

Secondly, since you don't want to see that kind of thing happen again, the most basic thing is that you need to have the ability to prevent it from happening.

Violence is not the best solution, but it is certainly the most direct, effective, and fundamental one.

And so, the strength training began.

First came the physical fitness test, then they gradually adapted. After gaining a preliminary understanding of the power brought by superior bloodlines, they began to further study the miracle of blood.

Pain and tragedy are the main components of this thing, so its normal use usually requires harm and sacrifice.

But you have now taken a different path, though it is still very weak and far less powerful than sacrifice.

Especially as a trailblazer, your path will be far more arduous and difficult than others.

But if you truly want to achieve your goals, rather than getting caught in that cycle of bloodshed and repeating their tragedy, then...

Therefore, this path is absolutely necessary.

By the way, given your combat experience, I suggest you don't rush into melee combat. It's best to pick a weapon you're comfortable with and practice with it first.