Chapter 170 The Protagonist is the Embodiment of Trouble
"Damn it!!"
Within the Glow, a black figure was flung high, emitting a cry that was both mournful and cursing. Even the tens of meters high Ceiling couldn't satisfy his "dream of flight". With a "bang", the figure was completely embedded in the Ceiling, leaving a human-shaped imprint, before heavily smashing onto the Ground along with the falling stones and Dust.
Ever since arriving in Sanctuary, no matter how quickly my Strength increased, it seems I could never avoid the Destiny of becoming a baseball. Is this just my imagination?
"Ugh~"
Shaking my scrambled Brain, I straightened up and looked across. The White Light had dissipated. Under the impact of our full-power clash, the entire Great Hall seemed to have experienced a magnitude 12 earthquake. The sturdy Stone Pillars that four people could barely embrace had all collapsed, leaving behind broken stumps, either leaning and stuck in the Ground or precariously hanging in Mid-air. The originally exquisite Walls, and the Ground that even a Saber couldn't destroy, were now covered in pits and cracks. Large chunks of Stone Fragments mixed with Dust fell from the high Ceiling. The entire Great Hall looked as if it could collapse at any moment.
Where was Alexander? How was he? I used my hand to brush away the falling stones and Dust from above my head. Amidst the swirling smoke and dust, a blurry, massive figure appeared across from me.
Had I failed? Even reaching this point, was I still unable to eliminate him?
As the Dust settled, when the figure across from me finally became clear, I finally let out the breath I had been holding. But then I immediately drew in a sharp breath, looking Incredulous at the scene before my eyes...
What unfolded before my eyes was a cruel depiction of the strong preying on the weak. The dominant Light Power was now frantically chasing the Dark Power within the blood-colored Magic Array on the Ground. These Dark Power abilities were desperately wailing, Dodging, and fleeing like Lambs thrown into a Wolf Pack. But in the end, they were completely surrounded by the surging Light Power, each emitting a strange, sharp scream like a Ghost Infant, finally dissipating into a wisp of clear smoke. However, if it were just this, it would be understandable. After all, "Justice triumphs over evil" is the perfect ending in many Knight novels.
But why was Alexander's Body also filled with this nearly frantic Light Power? It was clear that this Light Power was definitely not bringing rest or guiding Alexander's Soul. Instead, it was treating him as a part of the Dark Power and Devouring and eliminating him. If this continued, Alexander would have only one outcome: his Soul Scattered, without even a chance to descend into Hell.
Why? Wasn't he the most loyal Believer? For his Faith, he could even cruelly kill his beloved Wife. Why did Light still treat him like this? This wasn't the Result I wanted!!!!!
I knelt on the Ground, Incredulous. Why was this happening? How could I explain this to Alice?
Perhaps it was all my fault. If I hadn't woken Lady Yeris in the first place, none of this would have happened. Lady Yeris could still sleep peacefully, Alice could still continue praying for her father, and Alexander, though in Pain, could still enjoy a trace of happiness with his Daughter's Song accompanying him. But I, I had pressed this Sorrowful Button, breaking this delicate balance and leading to the worst possible Result.
"Young Person, why are you so dejected? You don't seem like yourself from just now..."
I raised my Head in surprise. Looking towards the source of the Voice, compared to my shock and Pain, Alexander, the person involved, seemed remarkably Calm, even though I knew his Body must be enduring Pain like ten thousand ants gnawing at his heart.
"Why is this happening? I..."
I looked at the Calm Alexander, muttering, but couldn't say anything.
"Are you surprised by this?"
Alexander looked indifferently at the Holy Flame raging on his Body, as if it wasn't himself being Devoured, but someone else.
"There's nothing to be surprised about. For thousands of years, I've been thinking. When I saw Yerith appear In Front of me, I finally understood a Fact..."
He spoke in a Tone similar to Cain's.
"Strength fundamentally has nothing to do with Justice or evil. Its essence is Destruction and damage. Therefore, whether it's Light Power or Dark Power, their essence is actually the same. No matter how the Grand Cathedral dresses Light Power in a magnificent coat, or how it promotes the evil of Dark Power, it cannot change its essence.
Justice, Kindness, evil, ugliness - these are not Strength, but the human heart. Strength is impartial, without any Feelings. It only gives fair Treatment to all things. It won't give you special Treatment just because you had Faith in it or pursued it, just like me now."
Alexander pointed to the Light Power that was gradually Devouring him. His lower Body had already begun to disappear, but he still didn't care.
"In this place, 'God' fundamentally doesn't exist. So-called Angels are just Life more Powerful than us. So-called God is just Life even more Powerful than Angels. Hehe... what Sarcasm. So this is the Fact I've believed in for thousands of years... Haha..."
He laughed so frantically that the Ceiling seemed to collapse even more severely. Millstone-sized falling stones also began to "bang bang" fall around my Surroundings. After a while, he finally stopped and continued narrating in a Calm Tone.
"However, I have no right to blame Light, nor do I have the right to Hatred the Church. If I must blame someone, I can only blame my own weakness. The me who only blindly placed Hope in external things, always praying for God to solve problems, that is the most detestable me..."
"So, Young Person, as a final piece of advice from someone who has been through it, do not place your Hope in anything. The only thing you can trust is your own hands. Believe that they can break through any Difficulty. Perhaps, when necessary, you can also borrow the Strength of your Companions. But, absolutely do not believe in so-called God..."
Alexander's Gaze began to dim. At this moment, he was like a gentle elder, appearing so tall and Approachable.
"Alex... Alex..."
Weak, Sorrowful calls made me suddenly turn my Head. That Foul Crow, no, it should be Lady Yeris, dragging her stumbling Pace, slowly walked towards me, completely ignoring the sharp Attacks of the four Ghost Wolves behind her.
I quickly waved my hand to make the Ghost Wolves disperse, but Alexander weakly called out from the side.
"Yerith, my dear, is that really you? Oh!! I truly have no face to see you, or Alice. But please don't come over. Your Soul and Body haven't been completely eroded by the Dark Power yet. You should still have a chance to rest in peace..."
"What are you saying, my dear? Without you, how could I rest in peace..."
Lady Yeris had already walked In Front of Alexander. Her empty lower jawbone slightly split open. It should have been a terrifying sight, but for some reason, it made one think of the word 'gentle', which could never appear on a skull's face.
Then, she gently, yet firmly, raised her hand. She gently stroked Alexander's cheekbone. A milky white Ability instantly transferred from there to her Body. She cried out in Pain, her entire Body beginning to tremble slightly. But she still refused to let go. That withered hand continued to stroke him firmly and gently.
White Light gradually enveloped them. They just quietly looked at each other, enjoying the fleeting happiness of this moment.
"Father... Mother... please don't leave me alone again... please don't leave Alice by herself, woo woo~~~~~"
Alice's sobbing Voice came from the side. I saw her rushing straight over from Mid-air, but she didn't have the agility we did. Her Body in Mid-air was constantly hit by falling Stones, but she still endured the continuous Pain and flew towards us.
"Crash--" Before I could stop them, three or four large stones falling continuously from the Ceiling finally smashed her small Body onto the Ground.
"No--"
Watching Alexander and Yerith gradually disappear, Alice struggled desperately to stand up. Silver tears, like strings of pearls, continuously splashed in Mid-air with her Movement, emitting a tragic and beautiful luster.
"I... am... sorry..."
Alexander, who was only a blurry shadow left, opened his mouth. He seemed to say something, but unfortunately, I didn't hear it at all. Finally, the two of them transformed into faint Light Particles and forever dissipated into the Air...
The setting sun stretched his Shadow long. This was a handsome, tall Young Person Knight. He possessed a strong, stern Temperament that made all women's hearts flutter.
This was a desolate Desert. Brown sand, blue Sky, and a dazzling Sun constituted everything in this place.
The Knight walked silently in the Desert. He left a string of straight footprints behind him, which were then gradually buried by the wind and sand. This repeated over and over, forgetting his starting point, and not knowing the end point. He didn't even know the direction. He just walked alone like this for thousands of years.
Finally, on the evening of this day, he suddenly raised his Face, which was covered in wind and sand. He didn't know when, but deep within the sunset glow, a small figure stood there alone. The breeze stirred her white Floral Dress, making her look as elegant and refined as a lotus flower. She silently watched the Knight walk In Front of her, raised her Head, and gently handed the worn Clay Bowl she held to the Knight In Front of him. The smile on her Face was even more beautiful than the setting sun and evening glow.
"Welcome back, you must be very thirsty..., my dear..."
"Are you awake?"
Opening my eyes, what came into view was that strange Warrior, and his Warmth Voice. I seemed to be gently resting my Head on his lap. Those dark eyes were looking closely at me. Was he worried about me?
Alice lay on the Ground, her expression blank, feeling like she lacked even the Strength to move a single finger.
"They left me alone again."
"Yes, they truly are a pair of willful parents."
He echoed, with a trace of a Smile on his Face. How annoying, my heart was aching terribly, yet he was smiling. However, I didn't dislike his current Smile. Instead, I suddenly had a Warmth Feeling.
"But I had a dream, and for some reason, I suddenly forgave them again."
Uwah~~!! What am I even saying! I'm actually talking about my dream with a Man I've only known for less than a day. Will this make him think I'm trying to Act Spoiled towards him? Will he think I'm a very strange girl? As soon as she finished speaking, Alice became timid.
"Yes, you truly are a good girl."
The other person gently stroked her Hair. It felt a little itchy. He didn't seem to care about the problem she was worrying about. This made her sigh in relief, but she also felt a bit indignant at his tone, which treated her like a child. However, she no longer had the Strength to be angry. The entire place was shaking violently. It wasn't her imagination. She knew that the place she was in was about to collapse. But she wasn't worried at all. She buried her Brain deeper and slowly closed her eyes...
Meanwhile, above the Cathedral, a dazzling Glow shot straight up from the top of the Church's Spire, illuminating the entire Sky above the Tamoe Highland. It was as if a second Sun had appeared in the Sky. The low-hanging Dark Clouds that had accumulated above the Tamoe Highland for thousands of years finally completely dispersed for the first time. Warmth Sunlight once again enveloped the entire Tamoe Highland. All the Bell Sounds in the Monastery also began to gradually ring out. The deep, solemn Bell Sounds echoed and overlapped, resounding throughout the Sky above the Tamoe Highland. This unusual phenomenon could be seen by almost everyone in the Rogue Encampment. Countless people prostrated themselves towards the Church, while only a few were unhappy, seeming particularly troubled by this.
"Is this guy a trouble maker?"
Kashya, who had just picked up her Wine Pot, put it down heavily again as if going crazy, complaining gloomily to the aged Fara beside her.
"Forget it, forget it. It's more practical to think about how to solve the problems that will arise next. The Church's Seal has been broken. We don't know if Andariel in the Cemetery will be affected. What if she suddenly feels a bit stuffy at home and wants to come out for a stroll? Then our peaceful days will be over."
"That's your job, hurry up, hurry up..." Kashya widened her eyes, urging Fara like driving ducks."
"I know even if you don't say it."
As soon as the words fell, a huge Magic Array lit up under Fara's feet. Along with the appearance of the Magic Array, Fara's figure gradually disappeared into the White Light.
"Sigh... I didn't expect this Forbidden Button to be triggered after all. What kind of Result would be the happiest for 'that family'? Was I wrong?"