Holding Mia's hand was to prevent the priestess from using a "Holy Explosion" to take him out in an instant.
But until she lted entirely into this long kiss, she showed no sign of making a move.
Well...
She did make a move, but not in that sense.
She indeed moved, tightly grasping Xia Ya's hand, and finally wrapping her arms around his neck.
In the pitch-black underground, only the sound of rushing water could be heard.
After a long while, Xia Ya finally resisted the urge and let go of her hand.
From that kiss, things had developed to this point, which was both within his expectations and sowhat beyond imagination.
The reason he anticipated Mia wouldn't resist was entirely due to her words that seed like a confession.
What was beyond imagination was that he had prepared himself to be taken out in an instant...
After all, in front of him was a priest who mastered over a dozen spells that could instantly kill him. As long as her two hands ca together, it would be the prelude to instant death.
But in reality, she didn't.
Fortunately, Xia Ya hit the brakes; otherwise, if this went on, Astan City would be crushed by the wrath of Frederick.
"Little Mia, quickly cast a 'Dispel Evil' on ."
"Huh? Oh..."
Mia summoned a stream of water emitting a soft glow, illuminating her blushing face.
Splash.
The water, infused with the power of clarity, splashed onto Xia Ya's face, invigorating him.
Awake, feeling like a sage.
But when his gaze shifted to the priestess's soft lips...
Damn!
"Give another 'Dispel Evil'! Quick!"
"Oh, oh!"
Splash—
Refreshing.
"Dispel Evil" is a type of Divine Magic that dispels evil thoughts, suppressing one's nature and awakening humanity. When there are no evil thoughts to suppress, it starts suppressing humanity, awakening the so-called divinity.
Thus, after two "Dispel Evil" spells, Xia Ya began to question his own existence and ponder philosophical questions he hadn't considered in a long ti, with his humanity gradually being suppressed...
But when he saw the priestess's bright, shining eyes, he snapped back.
He was human again.
Xia Ya, as if having accomplished a great task, let out a long sigh of relief.
He found a rock to sit on.
Mia squatted beside him, resting her chin on her hands, watching him intently.
"Don't look at like that..." Xia Ya awkwardly averted his gaze and changed the topic, "So, have you rembered anything now..."
"Uh-huh!"
"What do you an by 'uh-huh'?"
"I'm becoming more and more convinced of 'reincarnation'! Xia Ya and I must have been a loving couple in a past life! Uh-huh, that's it!"
Xia Ya was dumbfounded, only then rembering that as a religious figure, Mia was particularly devoted to her faith. Once it involved her beliefs, it was as if it was a matter of course for her.
For example, why Xia Ya seed so familiar to her...
For example, why she wouldn't get angry no matter what Xia Ya said...
And for example...
No need to worry, everything could be explained by reincarnation, because we were together in a past life!
As for why they t now, no need to say, it must be divine will!
With such naturalness and eyes filled with pure love, even soone as thick-skinned as Xia Ya couldn't withstand it.
Who could withstand this?
"Ahem... I ant sothing more practical," Xia Ya emphasized, "Like so vague mories, so experiences involving the two of us..."
"Ah, experiences... just..."
A visible blush crept up Mia's face.
"Stop, stop... don't let your imagination run wild! Don't let your rich imagination skew the mories! Besides those, is there anything else?"
It can be hard to make great work when its stolen from "pawread".
Mia finally understood Xia Ya's aning. The girl closed her eyes, her fair skin emitting a faint glow.
She was using her senses to search her mory.
A few minutes later, the glow dimd, and the girl tilted her head.
"It seems, it seems like there's a blaze of fire... and then I feel like crying... it seems like I'm about to leave Xia Ya, never to see you again... sob..."
Seeing she was about to cry, Xia Ya hurriedly grasped her hands, comforting her gently.
"It's okay, it's okay, I'm right here..."
Firelight...
He understood.
Mia's storyline, in most endings, would conclude with the blazing divine fire, even Xia Ya found it hard to change every ti.
The reason is simple, Mia is a sacrificial victim to awaken a dormant era, an immaculate martyr.
Only her martyrdom could mature the divinity that Frederick longed for. With mature divinity, Frederick would co to Astan City to rge with the sea monster.
Only then would the world understand that the man standing at the pinnacle of mortal power, closest to the divine—the embodint of truth, goodness, and beauty, the divine representative, Holy Seat Archbishop Frederick—had already beco corrupt.
It was from that event that the upper echelons of the United Holy Nation were awakened with a slap, no longer blindly optimistic. After the Holy Seat's death, the restructured Holy Nation decision-making group shifted from their passive defensive stance, beginning large-scale training of holy warriors, preparing the vanguard to crusade against the monsters.
It was also from that ti that the selection of the Valkyrie, the search for the "Holy Sword Nashir"... these epic questlines spanning over a decade were put on the agenda.
One could even say that the true main storyline of Illusory Realm began after that.
Thus, Mia's importance is evident.
People tend not to believe in a pessimistic future, the saying "no pain, no gain" holds true. The wheels of history roll forward, most people lost in inertia, only the martyrs who stand against the tide can awaken others with their sacrifice.
And Mia, she is that touch of crimson.
Is there a way to save Mia?
Yes, Xia Ya had done it before.
But it's difficult, and the result is not perfect.
For a long ti, no matter how Xia Ya ran around, he couldn't change the indifferent attitude of those kings. And the ti he succeeded was by doing just what he was doing now, abducting Luke.
Frederick, you want to rge with Maengron, well, I'll take away your backup body, let's see how you rge now!
But the outco of that... still wasn't perfect.
Though he saved Mia, he couldn't save Luke.
That stubborn boy would end his life in the sa brilliant way, blooming into boundless blood flowers with Maengron, dyeing the entire sky red.
And the instigator of all this, Frederick, would go unpunished.
The Holy Seat would only be disheartened, then sigh lightly,
"Failed, huh."
After that, he would abandon cooperation with Synlos, instead forming the vanguard, chanically carrying out the divine will of the Seven Sacred Spirits, crusading against Synlos's monster army.
What would the world say?
Nothing.
Xia Ya is a greedy person, he doesn't like the trolley problem.
So this ti, he wants to save them all.
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