Chapter 135 Winner (End of Text) When...

When I returned to the original world, everything around me was still in a state of stillness.

After all, the other party was a so-called god, so Johnny retreated a little uncomfortably to the back, leaving space for the two people who met again to talk.

"Mary, without your body, your lifespan will return to normal. Do you mind?"

Mary quickly shook her head. "I'd love to. I already understand the pain of an infinite life span, and I don't want to pursue immortality."

"So do you want to keep your current look or your previous look?" The man's words prompted Mary to lower her head to look at her long blonde hair.

She had always liked this hair color and even preferred men with blond hair. But back then, she had never imagined that one day she would have this hair color.

"I want to stay the way I am now," Mary slowly expressed her thoughts. "In the past, it wasn't so much that I hated my appearance, but rather that I hated my inability to protect myself. There was nothing wrong with my appearance; it was the ugliness of wanting to claim beauty as my own that was wrong."

The man patted Mary's head with relief. "It's best if you figure it out." His body began to become transparent. "It's almost time for me to return to where I belong."

"Where are you going?" Mary knew they could never go back to being like they were before, living together as a family. But the reluctance to leave still lingered in her heart.

"A place... where we'll meet again." The man looked at his fingertips, a hint of melancholy on his face. "I never imagined my skeleton would cause so much unrest, even become a tool for inciting war... I will change the way the anchor exists in this world, making it impossible to find it."

God looked behind Mary and saw Johnny, who had a respectful expression on his face. He smiled one last time and said, "I wish you eternal happiness. Goodbye."

"Goodbye..." Mary said softly, witnessing the disappearance of the god with her eyes, "Goodbye, brother."

Everything around, like ice placed in the sun, began to thaw rapidly.

Johnny watched as the stagnant sunlight in the air began to flow, and time began to return to normal.

Heart Panz, who had collapsed to the ground, looked at her body in disbelief. Just a moment ago, she had been harassed by her brother, her body and soul shattered. How could the blue film on her body vanish without a trace, without even blinking?

She quickly stood up, holding her spray with her hand, ready to fight at any time, but she never expected to see a woman with blonde hair and colorful eyes.

After noticing Johnny standing intimately next to the woman, Heart Panz relaxed his guard uncertainly and said cautiously, "Mary?"

"It's me." Mary nodded at the other party.

"What's going on?" Het Panz frowned and continued to ask, "You saved me?"

"No, it was God who saved you." Mary's words shocked the pink-haired woman. This time, she spoke without the coldness of earlier words, with a faint tremor in her voice: "Are you saying that someone like me can also be... saved?"

Mary didn't know why the woman in front of her suddenly asked such a question, but she still answered truthfully: "Since God is willing to help you, then people naturally think you are a good person and worthy of being saved."

"Really?" The woman shed tears, knelt on the ground, and began to pray devoutly. She muttered to herself as if no one was around, even her fingers were shaking.

At this moment, Jello rushed into the house: "Hey, what's going on? Why did all the people outside suddenly disappear? I thought I didn't even blink? Really... huh?" The moment his eyes saw Mary, his voice suddenly stopped.

After a long moment, he muttered uncertainly, "Are you Mary?"

"It's me," Mary replied as she walked out the door. "I know you must be confused, but this is a very long story, and it's hard to tell in a short time. Let's wait until the game is over. Don't think I'm being long-winded then, Jello."

The half-closed door flung open, and Fanny Valentine stood outside with a grim expression. He had never encountered a situation like this before, and his Stand ability automatically disarmed. Although he saw nothing, he felt a sense of intimidation.

What's going on?

The remains exerted power?

The moment he looked up at Mary, he seemed to have the answer.

Compared to the incompleteness of the past, the woman before him finally completed everything in her life and became a truly complete person. She curled her lips, and there was a gentleness in her eyes that had never been there before.

Mary was also looking at the man in front of her with interest. Compared with the man who was at ease and had everything under control in the past, he now looked alert and confused for the first time.

All the past events flashed through her mind quickly and then slipped away lightly. Mary found that Fanny Valentine in front of her was just a drop in the ocean of her long life.

The past was the past, and she didn't want to jump back into it again. No matter what, Fanny Valentine had kept his promise and helped her regain her memory, and that was enough.

She stepped forward and hugged the man with supreme power in front of her, saying: "After the remains are gathered together, they will be separated in another way and scattered around the world again. What you do next is your own business. Thank you for helping me regain my memory, goodbye." After that, Mary let go of Fani, jumped onto the horse neatly, and rode her little black horse forward.

Fanny Valentine was left alone, clenching her hands.

He hated the look of relief in Mary's eyes, the clear light in her eyes.

This might be a good ending, but it's not the one he wanted.

Mary didn't care about the sword and sword in the heart of politician Fanny Valentine. She opened her arms and looked up at the sky, which had never been so bright and dazzling.

An incomparable lightness surged through her body and soul. Mary felt the minty cool breeze blowing through her armpits, as if her own body had turned into the wind.

Jello looked at Johnny in confusion. He couldn't understand why Mary had inexplicably changed her hair color and eyes, and why she suddenly became so happy. How could Johnny possibly tell Jello about those fantastical experiences? He deliberately ignored Jello's eager gaze and followed Mary closely.

"Stingy!" Jello rolled his eyes in his heart. But seeing Mary's joyful figure, he couldn't help but smile widely, his golden teeth flashing an exaggerated brilliance.

Well...as long as she is happy.

As long as Mary is happy, nothing else matters.

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In the audience, Stihl and his daughter were anxiously watching the race. Everyone else was eagerly anticipating the event.

This unprecedented game, which will go down in history, will soon see the final champion.

Some people held their breath, holding up binoculars, focusing all their attention on the sections of the race that were within sight; some were calling out to their friends to make their final bet; and others were battling wits and courage with the staff, trying to climb over the fence and get a clearer look from farther away.

Lucy and Stephen also had beads of sweat on their faces. They clutched the fabric on their legs and looked on eagerly.

Someone suddenly shouted, "Look! Someone's coming!"

In an instant, everyone was excited!

"Who is that?!"

"Hmm... a woman? A woman with golden hair. Is there such a woman among the horse racers?"

"What woman? That's Diego!"

"Bullshit! Diego's hair can't be that long! That guy must be Gero Zeppeli!"

Lucy jumped up from her seat, startling the concentrating Stephen, but Lucy no longer had the energy to care about other people's feelings.

She looked at the man with her extremely pure blue eyes and opened her mouth

"Mary!"

Diego followed Mary closely, his voice filled with disbelief. "My God, when did your horsemanship get so good? And why did your hair and eye color suddenly change? After gathering the remains of the saints, the only function they have is hair dyeing."

Even though the competition was tense, Diego remained calm and even had the energy to talk to Mary.

Before Mary could reply, Manden Tim interrupted, "Mary, I'm so glad to be running to the finish line with you. It's great that you made it in time, otherwise it would have been a great regret in my life."

"Regret?" Jero snorted coldly, speeding up Valkyrie and overtaking Manden by half a horse's head. "Then you'll regret it for the rest of your life. You're destined to never outrun me!"

Yinren also wanted to speak, but because of his injury, he had lost his previous advantage and could only rush forward without distracting himself.

Dorothy and Vicarious were running side by side. Their horsemanship was still a little behind that of the top seeded athletes, so they just glanced at Mary quickly and continued to concentrate on driving their horses to run.

Mary was not nervous at all. She just wanted to feel the cool breeze; to feel the sunshine that was still as warm as before after thousands of years; to feel the taut and thick muscles of the horse under her; and to feel the breath of the people around her.

Everything constitutes her foundation and her entire world.

A white ribbon appeared before Mary's eyes. The moment her fingers touched it, the crowd erupted in unprecedented cheers. Countless ribbons and flowers rained down on her desperately, nearly drowning her in the artificial sea of ​​victory.

Just as the host was confused about who the other person was and didn't know how to start, Lucy, one of the organizers, jumped onto the stage, took the microphone from the host, and shouted loudly, almost cheering, "The winner of the final stage is - Mary!"

“Aa ...

The screams were deafening and many people shed tears on the spot.

Everyone was looking forward to witnessing the final champion, but when the competition really came to an end, endless reluctance spread in everyone's heart.

"Congratulations, Mary!" Dorothy rushed over first and congratulated loudly.

Although Diego finished second in this stage, for once, he showed no signs of anger. Ignoring the fans who were asking for his autograph, he walked over and said solemnly, "Congratulations, Mary. I never thought you'd reach this level. This is the success you deserve."

Yinren walked up and patted Mary on the shoulder. He couldn't say polite words, so he could only express his happiness through actions.

Manden looked at his dazzling name on the leaderboard and knew that even if he did nothing, he could still enjoy his next life to the fullest.

So will he continue to be a cowboy?

Manden Tim looked at Mary, then looked at the rope in his hand, and gave a helpless smile.

Who knows?

Jeroboam Zeppeli was finally able to satisfy his curiosity and was about to interrogate Mary when he suddenly heard his father's voice.

"Jero."

Is it an illusion?

"Brother!" He heard the voice of his sister Litina!

When he turned around, he found that all his family members had been standing behind him, looking at him excitedly.

"Brother!" Litina threw herself into Jello's arms, "Wow! You're so awesome!"

Holding up his younger sister, Jello always subconsciously imitated his father's calmness when facing him, so he didn't grin like he used to, but pursed his lips a little embarrassedly and walked towards his family.

"Why did you come here so suddenly without telling me..."

"Jero"

"Um?"

His parents placed their hands on each side of his cheek, and he heard the most touching words in his life: "You are my pride, Jero."

No matter how deep and painful his wound was, Jello had no urge to cry, but at this moment, a few huge crystal tears flowed from his emerald green eyes.

He hugged his parents, brothers and sisters, and found that he had never been so happy.

Mary looked at the world with a smile and took off the reins from her horse. There was a ring on the rope, which had been with Mary for so long under the wind, sun and rain, and it still shone and was as bright and clean as ever.

Mary took it off and looked at the light blue.

Maybe this is the best time.

She rushed over, held the warm hands, and pushed the ring that had accompanied them through wind and rain to the other person's ring finger.

Her face began to heat up. Mary looked at Johnny, whose eyes were beginning to moisten, and said in a trembling voice, "Will you marry me, Johnny?"

Tears welled up in his eyes, and Johnny held Mary's hand. This time he would never let go: "Okay, Mary."

Their voices were so clear in the carnival square and drifted into the clear sky that seemed to stretch forever.

(over)

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The author has something to say: Finally...finally the main text is finished!

First, thank you to everyone in the comments section who stayed with me from the beginning to the end. Without you, I really couldn't have persevered. (In fact, I wanted to cry out more than once.) It's because of your encouragement and support that I've been able to persevere time and again. Secondly, thank you all for your silent reading. Thank you for your support of my articles. Love you!

Bow, thank you very much!

This writing style of solving a mystery piece by piece was my first time trying, and it nearly drove me crazy. After laying out the framework, the rest of the story was completely locked in. Every time I had an idea but couldn't put it into writing... it was incredibly frustrating. Every night, writing until the early hours, I'd feel down. If it weren't for my backlog, I probably wouldn't have been able to keep up with the daily updates. But thankfully, I persevered.

I will occasionally reveal extra stories and if lines in the future, including Kaz, DIO, Diego, Manden, Jero, Fani, and maybe Jolyne too. Just think about it, it’s another lot... But I will work hard to finish the update.

Finally, thank you all again for your support. Thank you everyone, love you!