"Sure enough, you are such a bad person..."

In the end, Meteora didn't come up with any way to stop Star Moment.

She has neither reason nor qualification to restrict the other person's freedom - the freedom to die, the freedom to travel, the freedom to be alone, and the freedom to start a new life.

"Anything I tell you about obligations, responsibilities, or playing emotional cards is an insult to you, so I can't say anything..."

"Hey hey hey, didn't you say it all? You did it on purpose, right?!" Xing Ke complained.

"But after all, I have been with you for a long time. I still feel dissatisfied with your willful behavior, whether you are a friend or an enemy, making others worry about whether the death courtyard will be destroyed in the next moment, etc..."

"Do you feel the excitement and heartbeat of accompanying you like a tiger? Qing Meteora?" Xingke teased.

"But...but, Lord Xingke, no matter where you go, this place will still welcome you back."

"..." Xing was silent for a moment.

"Furthermore, please look forward to it - the Death Garden in the future will be stronger, and the Macrorealm Ark will be more powerful. It is no longer a sandbox world where you need careful care to grow and will break if you use force accidentally.

It will become a stronger [anchor].”

Meteora's declaration did not contain any strong will or firm belief.

Her voice was very calm, and she spoke in the core class just like she always did to friends and tea companions.

However, it is precisely because of this that Xing Mo realizes that she is serious, just like simply stating a fact.

"Then I'm looking forward to that day." Xing Ji said with a bright smile.

He knows that this is a [promise], this is a [promise], and this is also a [curse].

Meteora had just cast another spell on him, deepening his connection with the Court of Death.

She had started arranging it since the last time Xingke came back after twenty years -

The magical soul contract exchanged with him was a chain on the surface.

The causal connections and agreements established with the crew of Hongjie Ark every moment are the chains under the water.

"However, before that, you should solve your own troubles first. If you can't cross this hurdle, there will be no future for you, right?"

Xingke said maliciously, and a crimson figure appeared behind them, and it was still the heroic Serekia.

Her face was full of displeasure, and she said in a tangled voice:

"Sure enough, there is something hidden behind everything, and it has something to do with Xingke...

But you want to hide it from me, and you think that hiding it from me is good for me. You also want to protect the secret by yourself and isolate others from the secret. You would rather bear the guilt alone...

…

You, you magicians will always be so self-righteous?!——"

Serekia's voice seemed a little choked by the fluctuations in her heart.

At the end of the story, there were shocking fluctuations in her body, making the burden of this world about to collapse actually heavier.

"Look, this is the generation gap problem between warrior professionals and magic professionals. You will never understand it~... Oops,"

Xingke was just about to explain with gloating, but unexpectedly, Serekia slashed at Xingke without saying a word, instantly destroying Xingke's parasols and joy chairs——

"Xingke, please give me enough.

I am very anxious now and may not have the sense to judge whether there is a gap in strength between myself and my opponent.

I don’t want to have to think about whether I should endure it in order to save my life...

I’ll kill you? Box spirit!~”

Serekia smiled arrogantly and looked up at Xingke, who had dodged her attack, as if she was condescending.

Normally, forget it, she knew that she couldn't beat Xingke, she knew that Xingke had a bad character, and she also knew that she owed Xingke a favor - just give in to Xingke, tolerate a little bit of Xingke, just think of it.

The elders and children at home are just ignorant.

However, another characteristic of the warrior type is that sometimes it is impossible to remain rational.

Sometimes when a muscle in the head is broken, even a first-level trumpet will risk everything to raise the butcher knife towards a level 100 evil dragon.

"...Okay, I shut up."

Xingke promised that he was definitely not a coward. He was going to sit quietly aside and secretly observe the two dramas at the same time.

In this way, the most it will do is make him feel like a superfluous person.

—·—·—·—

After dealing with a certain bad guy who was causing trouble, Serekia turned her attention to Meteora.

"Don't you still want to say it?"

"...Do you really want me to tell the so-called truth?" Meteora still looked calm, but there was a little more helplessness in her tone.

"I don't want to!~ I don't want to hear your reasons. Anyway, there are ten real reasons. Most of them are really for me, right?

I know, I know it all. I may not be as smart as you, but this is what my perception tells me.

I’m really afraid that I can’t help but forgive you just for one reason!——”

Without any warning, Serekia raised her hand and slashed at Meteora with her sword.

However, Meteora remained unmoved at all, floating calmly on the spot, witnessing the sword light passing by her side and slashing towards the distant sky.

At the end, Serekia, who seemed a bit hysterical, seemed to have calmed down a lot after she struck out the sword, as if she had cut off her entangled self.

When she raised her head again, took a deep breath, and faced Meteora again, she no longer looked confused:

"But, Meteora, I don't want to hear it, but that doesn't mean you don't have to say it.

Don't you think it's very unfair for me to show such a disgraceful appearance and say so many embarrassing things from my heart?"

However, looking at Serekia like this, Meteora's expression softened a lot for some unknown reason——

Serekia was not depressed by the sudden blow, nor was her reason swallowed by hatred and became hysterical, nor was she escaping from reality and burying everything in her heart.

She chose the most painful and awkward confrontation, and she is now ready to accept the truth.

She is the real herself now, whether impulsive or rational, it is her truest choice.

After knowing the truth, Meteora felt that she could accept whether she chose to break up with her right away and fight to the death, or something else.

Meteora no longer needs to hold this uncertain fantasy as a psychological support - "She hates me because I kept it a secret. If she knew the truth, she would definitely forgive me."

——Even for her, it is not easy to bear the crime of betraying a friend.

Choosing to keep a secret protects not only Serekia, but herself as well.

However, it is no longer needed.

Meteora said easily: "Celekia, you are right, I should tell you the boring truth..."

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you." Serekia seemed to have remembered something and interrupted:

"No matter what truth you tell me, you will have a duel with me soon.

I have long been unhappy with your secrecy and self-sacrifice, and I want to teach you a lesson.

Then, we can sit down and settle the accounts this time.

You won’t refuse, right?”
Chapter completed!