Chapter 101 I will kill myself She is worse than Isidore...
Vifiya looked up at the sky, then looked down at the formation she had already drawn.
The formation is neither too big nor too small, and it is not drawn perfectly, even a little distorted, but fortunately every red line is connected.
Isidore and Kaharun stared at the magic circle on the ground. This was not any kind of magic circle they knew, and it was also different from most circular magic circles. The circle drawn by Vifia had several symmetrical edges and corners.
It is not complicated, but there is an unusual breath flowing in it, a very gentle breath.
Osha frowned. She could vaguely sense something flowing within the formation. Was it magic? But Vefiya had no magic, and because her magic was stagnant, she couldn't sense the magic of others.
What is that exactly?
Vifiya glanced at Kaihakan and then said to Isidore and the others, "Next, I will help you recover your lost memories."
Kaharun couldn't help but ask, "So this is for us?"
Vifiya shook her head: "No, it's for me."
"Next, I'll kill myself."
As soon as the words fell, Isidore, the other three, and Kaihakan all showed shocked expressions at the same time.
Before they could stop her, Vifiya continued, "This is the easiest way. Death is necessary. The death of one person is much easier than the death of everyone. Of course, don't worry, I won't die."
"If it only takes the death of everyone..." Arnold quickly grasped the key point of her words.
"I can make everyone die without knowing it." Isidore took over Arnold's words. His face was extremely serious, without a trace of joking.
"We must make them kill themselves, including you." Vefiya's expression was resolute, a toughness they had never seen before. "I don't think it's possible to make all the villagers, who don't know the situation, voluntarily kill themselves in such a short time."
Kaihakan's eyelids twitched. The situation in Joko Village was much more serious than he had imagined. But no matter what, Joko Village was the territory of the Dukedom of Haihefu, and as a knight of the Haihefu family, he said to Vifiya, "Let me take over."
What he said was exactly what Vifia expected, and what he said was the same.
She didn't need to look any further to know that Osa and the others were clearly more inclined to agree with Kaihakan.
"I'm not a good person." Vifiya stared at Kaihakan and said, "If there were other easier options, I wouldn't choose this."
This is not so-called self-sacrifice, and Vifiya does not consider herself to be so selfless and noble. It is the best way she found after weighing the pros and cons.
It took so much time to convince Isidore and the others, not to mention the villagers who were now strangers to them.
Vifiya sighed secretly, and her tone softened a lot: "I won't die, believe me."
"Go ahead." Unexpectedly, the first to agree was the silent Osa. She looked at Vifiya and smiled gently, "But next time, be sure to discuss it with us in advance."
Surprise flashed across Vifiya's face, but soon disappeared, but her head seemed to be hit hard by something.
Kaharun glanced at Vifia, then at Osa. He stopped to think, thinking that she should have sensed it too.
Vifiya, who looked incredibly normal, wasn't good at having friends. No! To be more precise, she didn't know how to rely on them or how to use their trust. She did treat them as friends now, and would accept their help and ask for their help, but in the end, most of the things she asked them to do were superficial little things.
Even though she knew their abilities, once she encountered a situation like today, which concerned everyone, she would subconsciously take on everything herself, just like now. She would think of a solution by herself, preferably a solution that only required her to pay a price and that only she could do it.
She hid it well, otherwise Kahalun and Osha wouldn't have discovered it now.
On the other hand, she was even worse than Isidore. She just put their trust in place, touched clumsily and carefully, ran a few meters away on her own, looked back to see if he was still there, and then slowly approached bit by bit.
Kaharun had never seen anyone so awkward.
He grinned. "Yeah, we're all here."
Surprise flashed in Vifiya's eyes. Unlike Osa, this was the first time that Kaharun expressed his trust in her almost directly. Was it because of the difference she inadvertently showed when her emotions were controlled that led to their change?
Although Isidore and Arnold still looked disapproving, they did not try to stop her. She had already made up her mind, and she would do it no matter how they tried to stop her.
It was the same again. Arnold lowered his head, not letting anyone see the helplessness in his eyes. It was obviously the knight who should protect the master, but why was it that every time, every time at the critical moment, it was always the master who protected the knight? How could a master sacrifice his life for a knight?
"Everyone." Weifeiya drew her sword and said before entering the formation, "Please trust me in what I will do next."
Her eyes were so determined, she gripped her sword tightly and stood alone in the formation.
The white snow on the ground not far away was reflected in the red eyes, and Vifiya put the sword on her neck with one hand.
The hearts of everyone present couldn't help but rise. She looked indifferent. Apart from that bit of determination, there was no other expression on her face. There was no fear of death, nor was there any helplessness about the pain that came with death. She didn't hesitate at all, and the movements of her hands were extremely clean and neat, as if she was not the one being killed.
The color red flashed across everyone's eyes, and no one turned away.
Kaharun felt the magic power in Isidore almost out of control. He did not stop him, nor did he do anything to comfort him. No one knew him better than Salis. Because it was Vifia in the formation, Isidore would lose control, but precisely because it was Vifia, he would not let his magic run wild and affect her.
His obsession with Vifiya was much stronger than Salis thought. Salis did not know this, and Isidore himself did not understand it either.
However, he did not miss Vifiya's expression, which was too calm. Her attitude towards death was too calm. Even if it was a fake death, this was not the behavior of a normal person.
Not dying, that's all based on Vifiya's assumption. Wouldn't she be scared? What if she really died?
Arnold's face was expressionless, and his fingers gripping the hilt of the sword had turned white from excessive force, without a trace of blood.
What a familiar scene, similar to the scene in the dream, she lying in a pool of blood in the cave, she smiling and saying not to save her in the prison, and she on the stake, even surrounded by flames, still laughing crazily... The blurred scene gradually became clear with the red in front of his eyes, and the emotions left over from the dream surged again, twisting his nerves.
In a trance, he seemed to hear a voice, but only for a moment. He was sure it was Vifia's voice. She said, "Arnold, are you trying to save me?"
Arnold was stunned. This was completely different from what he had heard before. Whether in a dream or in reality, it was the first time Arnold heard Vifia say this. It was the first time he heard her warn him so coldly and vigilantly...
Osa's clenched hands trembled. Even though she couldn't bear it, she didn't look away. What on earth had the Marquis of Kesley done to her? How could someone be so calm about death?
She suddenly remembered that when she and Kaharun were fighting monsters, they could actually feel pain. Her pupils shrank suddenly, so here...
She will...
pain……
When his eyes fell on Vifiya again, all the expressions on his face froze.
Vifiya, who was in the center of their sight, did not respond to their intense gaze. She lowered her eyes, loosened the sword in her hand, and with a "clang", the sword fell beside her.
Warmth flowed down the neck, the air was squeezed out in an instant, and the pain of flesh and blood exposed to the air instantly spread throughout the body.
She subconsciously covered her neck as the pain violently hit her brain, but for her, it was still bearable. This way of dying, this kind of pain, was considered easy in her past life of death.
Besides, if she showed a horrible expression of pain, wouldn't that scare them? Vifiya's brain gradually became stagnant due to lack of air, and she thought hesitantly.
Vifiya was no longer able to think too much, and for her, for whom death had become commonplace, she had overlooked something extremely important.
Everyone has an instinctive fear of death.
Kaihakan could not hide his shock. As a knight, a knight who would fight monsters anytime and anywhere, a knight who could die at any time, even though he had seen many deaths, both human and monster.
He had also seen the final appearances of many people before they died. Some left without regrets, some cried bitterly, and some left with a smile. Facing death, he was also afraid of death.
But he had never seen such a quiet death as Vifiya's. Not only did she not have the slightest instinctive hesitation about killing herself, but after doing that to herself, she seemed to feel no pain at all, as if it was not her who was bleeding, and it was not her who was about to face death.
She had no expression on her face, as if she was just standing there, and the next moment she could look up and greet them with a smile.
Master, you never mentioned your cousin...
Kaihakan searched his mind but couldn't find a word to describe Vifiya.
Her blood splattered and dripped onto the ground. The red color of the formation lines blended with her blood, strangely absorbing all of her blood into the lines.
The twisted formation became extremely perfect in an instant. The formation under Vifiya's feet became brighter and brighter as she bled more and more and her face became paler and paler.
Unlike ordinary magic circles, this one just suddenly emitted a subtle, faint red light.
In an instant, a red beam of light the size of a formation shot straight into the sky. It was not an ordinary bright red, but an extremely clear red, just like the color of Vifiya's pupils. This red did not cover her figure.
In the crimson, there are extremely dense, twinkling tiny white light spots, like a cluster of stars at night, shining only at this moment. Every time the light spots dim slightly, the shape of scales can be vaguely seen in the crimson.
In her mind, Vifiya vaguely remembered the words of that existence.
"Your soul is an accident."
The soul that does not belong to this world is the biggest surprise in this world.
"I will do my best to minimize the tearing of your soul."
I believe you, Vifiya responded silently, almost unable to stand.
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