"Cry... at least that can prove..." Her breath grew weaker, "In terms of being cruel... I’m no worse than Ivyst..."
"Perhaps... I’ll never surpass her place in your heart..."
"Therefore... I want you to always... always remember me..."
"Remember... a woman named Hillena once existed in your life..."
Before her voice faded, the light in Hillena’s eyes pletely disappeared. The hand that gently caressed his cheek also slowly fell.
When Lida, acpanied by her people, cautiously approached the large crater created by divine punishment, they saw Lynn kneeling at the center.
The young man who once made them fearful now stared blankly at the dying Hillena, tears silently sliding down his cheeks.
"He’s... crying."
The young demon girl Nora softly said in an alien language, her voice as faint as a mosquito’s buzz.
Lida nodded in silence, a trace of indescribable sorrow flashing in her eyes.
The entire Morol City sank into a deathly silence.
High above, the spatial barrier torn by the world’s will, resembling shattered glass, was slowly healing under its influence.
In no more than a few minutes, this chance to escape to the outside world would disappear forever.
Yet these hundreds of demon women trapped in the Abyss World for thousands of years did not propose seizing this opportunity to escape.
They all knelt on one knee, the demonic horns on their foreheads emitting a gentle light, quietly chanting an ancient requiem, the highest tribute their clan pays to the departed.
Lynn bowed his head deeply, now like a stray dog, devastated, utterly miserable.
He tightly held Hillena’s gradually cold hand, feeling her life slipping away bit by bit.
Soon enough, she would bee a cold corpse, eventually turning to dust in this abyss.
An unprecedented sense of powerlessness swept over him.
After an unknown amount of time, Lynn suddenly spoke in a hoarse voice, "You all... go."
Though he did not turn his head, Lida knew this was directed at them.
By now, the spatial rift in the sky had mostly healed and would soon close pletely.
Breaking the barrier next time would be a thousand times more difficult than now.
"And you?" Lida couldn’t help but ask.
"It’s none of your concern."
The demon women exchanged looks, sensing Lynn’s overwhelming sadness.
Lida glanced around, seeing the resolute determination in her panions’ eyes.
"Honorable traveler," Lida took a deep breath, "We’ve decided to stay, to let Miss Hillena rest first..."
Although her words were tactful, by the time they finished the burial, the spatial rift would have closed.
This meant that the hundreds of demon women present chose panionship with Lynn over escape from the abyss.
Lynn’s body trembled slightly, "Suit yourselves."
He no longer paid attention to those behind him, simply squeezed Hillena’s hand gently, hoping for a response.
He was utterly disheveled, devoid of his former posure.
He was even willing to surrender all dignity if he could find a way to resurrect Hillena, even if he had to kneel to the Demon.
What does dignity matter?
If dignity could bring Hillena back to life, he’d rather forever be a dignity-less wanderer.
Lynn’s tears dripped onto Hillena’s pale face, mixing with her blood.
He remembered her final smile, her wish for him to remember her forever. Indeed, she achieved that wish.
The demon women quietly kept watch, not disturbing his mourning.
They knew that any words at this moment were unnecessary.
The spatial rift above grew smaller until it pletely closed, as if it had never existed.
The abyss returned to its usual deathly stillness, with only Lynn’s sobbing echoing in the empty crater.
Lida sighed softly, signaling her panions to start preparations for the burial.
They found the softest fabrics to wrap Hillena’s remains and collected the most beautiful flowers from the abyss to decorate her grave.
Lynn watched all of this, neither stopping nor thanking them, simply holding Hillena quietly, as if time had frozen.
The abyss lacked the distinction between day and night, yet the demon women adhered to human customs, waiting an entire day before mencing the formal funeral. With the most solemn ceremony and devout prayers, they bade farewell to the Lawyer who sacrificed herself to save Lynn.
Lida stepped forward, wanting to say something, but ultimately only bowed deeply.
She knew that from this moment, this young traveler was irrevocably changed.
Is this... your destiny?
Lynn felt an immense unwillingness in his heart.
Originally, you were meant to acpany the child of fate, Xiya, as the most revered Imperial Princess of the Saint Laurent Empire, standing atop the pinnacle of power with him.
Yet because of a vile thief, with an attitude of playing with the world, your path was wantonly twisted, your future possibilities never to be seen again.
And I, hiding behind your sacrifice, selfishly survived.
Do you want me to spend the rest of my life in endless guilt?
You really are... a cruel woman.
The intense pain and dizziness overwhelmed Lynn.
His veins stood out, wanting to vent his anger towards the Divine, but seeing Hillena’s gradually cold body, all emotions ultimately transformed into intense sorrow.
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