Eternal Saṃsāra: The Wanderer of Worlds [206] The Poor Vampire’s Deflated Fate

[206] The Poor Vampire’s Deflated FateChapter 206: The Poor Vampire’s Deflated Fate

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My eyes parted to find the tiled bath rooftop, swaying with the reflection of warm water. I could hear the sa song I had heard earlier in the bath, though this ti it ca from another room in the far, that my heightened senses caught.

It must be Elara who’s listening to that.

I stared at the ceiling for a while before sighing and pushing myself to my feet. Such old mories, carved to my very origin, it's been a while since I went through them like this. “She’s always been a strong woman, even when she didn’t have strength,” I murmured, shaking my head.

She never gave up, never backed down, she fought even when her spear was broken.

Currently, however, she was at Level 99, she was at her weakest I rember. She was a tank physically, she could destroy mountains with a wave of her spear, and yet this Elara looked weak like never before. Her skin complexion, which I rember to be as healthy as sunlight, looked as pale as ash now. If I had to guess, today was the first ti she saw the sun in months, perhaps years. What reason did she have to step out of her castle, after all? What reason to stand beside the window for a wave of light?

She was a woman who was ntally broken and was running on zero drive. She saw no point in any action. Everyone she loved had died and passed away, except for a very few exceptions. I’m surprised that she hadn’t taken her own life yet.

Then again, I could guess why she hadn’t. She didn’t want to abandon the last thing that reminded her of her husband, her love. This castle, this city. She wanted to live, if only to keep looking at these familiar walls, that’s why she hadn’t killed herself.

This… stupid woman…

The sense of guilt in my heart felt like a numb fire. It’s not my fault that I died, one could argue, but I felt responsible for all of this. Perhaps if I had chosen to let go of her back then, she wouldn’t have been this tortured?

When I chose that Demoness as my first wife instead of her, she turned around and ran off. We’ve gone through life and death together for years, years before I t that stupid demon girl, so perhaps she felt more deserving of my hand at marriage?

I ran after her to calm her down that day, but perhaps if I hadn’t convinced her to return, she wouldn’t have had to suffer like this. She would have hated for a while, but then forgot and moved on. However, due to my selfishness, my greed to not lose her, I tied her down with …

No, it’s pointless to bla the past like this. I shook my head, drying myself with a command of my willpower. I couldn’t bother to do it on my own today. I grabbed the clean outfit the maids had left, put it on, and walked out of the bath. Right outside, an unexpected guest awaited in the hallways beside a window.

Cold white hair rustled as she moved her head slightly, while glossy eyes stared at with curious eyes. “Ah, you’re finally out,” she said, “you spent quite a long ti there, so I ca to check.”

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