Capítulo 689: Chapter 250: Beast
In reality, the Liberation Saintess slowly opened her eyes, no longer with hesitation or confusion, and she did not cast any more glances at that ancient gate.
“Alright, the words have all been said, though unfortunately with no results. Let’s hurry and go back!”
She sighed softly, then revealed a gentle smile, turned around, and waved to her disciple as she walked away.
“The position of that Witch Demon Scorpion is almost determined, we need to go back and restore our strength quickly. When the ti cos, leave it to —”
“Teacher, you will die.”
Behind her, the short statent from the Divine Knowledge Girl made the steps of the Liberation Saintess suddenly stop.
“Although that Devouring Curse Demon has not fully reached the eighth rank yet, it has already transcended the boundaries of Fantasy Species, just one step away from the ancient Curse Absorption Demon.
“Let go fight alongside you. Otherwise, you cannot defeat it.”
The girl’s tone was calm, yet extrely certain.
The Liberation Saintess was silent for a mont, complex emotions flashing through her eyes, then she turned around.
She showed a slightly self-mocking smile and said, “But… after that battle ends, I must retire, right?”
She walked back to the girl, looking down at her disciple’s lowered gaze.
“Your current strength has already surpassed mine, and over the years, everyone has witnessed your achievents; there have been quite a few hints for to step down within the Church.” Her voice was gentle yet helpless, filled with deep pride and concern for her disciple.
“If in the crusade against the Great Demon, victory is led by you, then even if I am unwilling, I can only pass the position of Saintess to you.
“—And if that happens, you truly won’t be able to turn back.”
[Divine Knowledge Girl’s Emotions (Higher, More Agitated)]
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“…Teacher…”
Under the tender gaze of the Liberation Saintess, the Divine Knowledge Girl stepped forward two steps, tightly holding her hand.
The warmth of the touch made the Liberation Saintess’s thoughts slightly dazed, as if returning to the past.
How often she ran around holding this child’s hand…
How long has it been since they have gone out playfully together?
The girl before her has grown up, becoming a strong individual capable of standing alone, yet this mont of touch still conveyed attachnt and reluctance.
“I hope… you can live on.”
The Divine Knowledge Girl’s voice was slightly hoarse, murmuring quietly.
The path she followed was correct, and the future she saw was unshakable… It was this certainty that made her increasingly powerful.
But this also ant she could no longer deviate from this predetermined track.
“As long as I go to battle with you, nothing will happen to you.”
The mirror pupil revealed a hint of pleading, “I know you don’t want to beco the Saintess. But now… no, all along, the future has never changed.”
If the Divine Knowledge Girl fought alone, there would be no suspense in the result; victory and glory would belong to her alone.
If the two joined forces to battle, ultimately the Divine Knowledge Girl would undoubtedly achieve greater accomplishnts, her radiance completely overshadowing the forr teacher, then accepted by the multitude, sitting in the position of Saintess.
But what if the Liberation Saintess stubbornly refused to let her join the battle?
The answer was equally clear— the forr Saintess would die tragically in battle.
Then in sorrow and anger, she would take up the banner, becoming the new generation of Saintess.
No matter what, the result would not change.
“But if that’s the case, even your reputation will not be preserved. After your death, you will be said to be soone greedy for the position and power of Saintess, jealous of your disciple, and ultimately suffering retribution for overestimating yourself. Even the Church’s records would not docunt this part of your history…”
Racking her brain for hurtful words, the Divine Knowledge Girl tried to tell her teacher about the tragic future she wanted to choose.
A future she did not want to see, yet unavoidable.
The Liberation Saintess listened quietly, with no hint of anger or sadness, instead carrying a faint smile.
“You child, really don’t believe I can win at all.”
The Liberation Saintess sighed softly, with a tone seeped in slight helplessness and doting, leaning close to her disciple.
Their foreheads touched, their body temperature blending, transmitting thoughts unconvertible to words.
“Even so, I must do this.”
Sensing the girl’s heart dimming, the eyes of the Liberation Saintess were full of tenderness and guilt.
“I have always regretted, accepting your involvent in negotiations back then, and after that, relying on your abilities again and again…”
“Teacher, these are my own choices, I have no regrets.”
The Divine Knowledge Girl shook her head slightly, pleading a little.
“Let’s ask the Book Spirit again; maybe she has found a way…”
“Don’t you already know if she has a thod or not.” The Liberation Saintess laughed bitterly, shaking her head.
“Just like you said, at this point, we have no other choice.”
The Divine Knowledge Girl fell silent, with nothing left to say.
The Liberation Saintess smiled, reaching out, gently stroking her hair, as if soothing an injured child.
“Whether it’s blessings or prayers, they hold no aning for you…
“So, child, listen carefully.”
The Liberation Saintess cupped the girl’s cheeks with both hands, the warmth of her fingers seed to lt the other’s numb heart, her tone was unprecedentedly solemn.
“—I am going to lay a curse on you.”
This must be the words she should have said a long ti ago, now too late to speak.
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