Chapter 186 She is a sinner and she has no regrets
A cool breeze blew by, and flames flickered in the dark pupils.
Debbie's words were somewhat unreasonable, but Vifia was sure that Debbie knew she understood what she meant.
She would return to Iscana, she would fall into the trap set by the king, and she would die.
Afterwards, she will become a puppet named "Awen" of the usurper.
Although the girl's breath had subsided, Debbie could still keenly sense that her murderous intent still existed.
It seems that she and Avril have really become friends.
Debbie couldn't tell whether she was relieved or glad that the child who had lost everything in her hands now had friends again, people who were willing to be angry for her.
"Do you want to kill me?" Debbie said bluntly, more like she was trying to confirm something. "Unfortunately, I won't die at your hands."
She didn't need to answer.
Clouds obscured the moonlight.
"Everyone has things they must do..." She stood up and said to Vifiya, "I'm leaving now. Please see me off."
A magician doesn't need to be sent around by ordinary people. She only needs a teleportation array to teleport to wherever she wants to go.
Weifeiya stood up again, her clothes gently pulled, and she turned her head: "Wait here for me."
After a while, the boy still stubbornly refused to let go. Weifeiya thought for a moment and lowered her head: "I'll be back soon."
The boy's hands tightened and loosened, which was what she wanted to do.
Vifiya observed him for a moment before walking towards Debbie.
Debbie didn't move at this time, but looked at the boy with interest. Weifeiya followed her gaze curiously and looked at her too.
Debbie said, "I'm Debbie Fiorella." Please remember my name.
Her fingertips used magic to ignite a fire, adding more fuel to the fire, and the warm orange light became more intense.
In the future, Xiao Hui will get her complete magical creation, which is enough to prove that she has a powerful enough magician by her side, whose magic power is equal to hers, or even stronger than hers.
That person wouldn't be Avril. Even if the two of them became allies, Avril would only have her magic power within her, not be a complete magician.
After all, it is an ordinary person being transformed. Even if it has a connection with magic, it is essentially a human being who is stronger than ordinary people.
When Xiao Hui was filling the boy's gaps, she could already glimpse part of her destiny without paying any price.
In the future, he will get a complete magical creation from Xiao Hui.
Whether it's her name or her magic, it's enough to leave a little impression on the boy.
Two figures, one big and one small, gradually moved away.
The boy stared at the girl's back. The scent of another person made him feel very uncomfortable.
Unlike the ones he usually saw, her aura was complex and twisted, and her eyes were focused on a constantly transforming power.
Under the power, her eyes are dark green.
"What's the matter? Why do we need to avoid him?" Vifiya stepped on the mud. She knew Isidore was still looking at her.
Debbie didn't stop or answer her question immediately. She wiped the blood from her left eye. It was the price she paid for using abnormal means to treat Xiao Hui.
Vifiya raised her eyes, noticed her movements, and asked, "What's the price?"
After wiping it clean, Debbie lowered her head and said, "You really understand."
"Would you like to see my masterpiece?" she asked again.
Vifiya gave her a strange look: "You've already asked once."
Debbie blinked and turned her head to hide her thoughts. "Oh, I thought if I asked you a second time, you would agree."
"I'm not interested." Vifiya had no interest in appreciating other people's suffering, except for her enemies, of course.
If she had traveled back in time before Avril was successfully transformed, she might have actually tried to kill Debbie.
But now Avril has been successfully transformed, and Debbie took the initiative to go back even though she knew that the king was trying to kill her.
Their future would unfold as she remembered it.
Besides, Vifiya herself is not sure whether the past she changed will become a better future.
A small change may lead to the death of another person in a place she doesn't know.
Debbie looked up, was silent for a moment, and asked in confusion, "How do you manage to be both interesting and boring?"
I have never been interested. The words that were about to come out of Vifiya's mouth slipped away and she swallowed them back into her stomach.
Forget it, let her think whatever she wants. If nothing unexpected happens, this will be the last time she sees Debbie, who still has self-awareness.
The clouds were blown by the wind, finally removing their obstruction, and the moonlight once again sprinkled on the earth.
"Everyone has things they must do." Debbie smiled, but her words were filled with bitterness and relief. "If I don't do it, someone else will have to do it. Since I can do it and I can do it well, why shouldn't I do it?"
"Are you defending yourself?" came the girl's voice.
Debbie laughed at herself and said, "No, I don't need to defend myself."
From the moment she embarked on this path, she didn't need to make excuses to anyone.
"My experiments may seem bloody and vicious to others, but I don't regret it."
She didn't need to prove her determination to anyone; she was simply stating her long-held conviction about the path she had taken: "Xiao Hui, I have no regrets."
"I know what I did, and I will not deny my sin."
She is a sinner, she is guilty, and her sins towards those children are unforgivable.
In a place where no one noticed, a few tiny spots of light floated in the girl's long black hair that fell on her back. The places they passed by turned golden for a moment and then disappeared in an instant.
Debbie's eyes were serious. "My death shouldn't be yours to bear. Thank you for being willing to accompany me on this journey. I'm very happy."
She stopped in front of the bushes. At this distance, the boy couldn't hear their conversation at all. She turned to look at the girl who was half a step behind her. "Great power comes at a price."
After a pause, he said, "What I mean is that God's favorite has flaws. If you want him to truly survive, you must pay a real price."
Weifeiya was surprised. Before she could continue asking, Debbie spoke again, "I know what you want to ask. You can try to find the current Grand Mage, Salis Lepperzer. She knows more about this than I do."
She was a woman worthy of the title of Great Magician. If I guessed correctly, she was another one chosen by God.
Half a foot into the darkness, the girl behind me asked anxiously, "What kind of deal did you make with the usurper?"
Debbie paused, surprised that she even knew this.
However, she didn't intend to tell her.
She turned around and smiled slightly, "Before you leave, let me give you another gift."
Syllables uttered from the woman's mouth, and the girl's eyes suddenly widened.
Debbie snorted softly, turned and stepped into the darkness under the bushes.
She suddenly realized that she had forgotten what she had just said to the girl, but to her, it no longer mattered.
Now, it's her turn to head towards the end she chooses.
Xiaohui, no matter who you are, please keep going forward with determination.
My road has come to an end, but I have found a way forward for you.
Please, you must win.
Under the light of the teleportation array, the woman raised the corners of her lips.
Oh my God, it seems that I win this time.
The bushes returned to darkness, and the surprise on Vifiya's face disappeared.
She suppressed the confusion in her heart and only then did she feel tired.
Isidore should be more important than what Debbie said just now.
She looked up, but it was still dark.
She walked towards the fire, thinking carefully about the word "price". Isidore had not yet paid the full price.
With Debbie's explanation, everything about Isidore in Sansongta made sense.
His misfortune comes from the price he has not yet paid, and his defect is his lack of emotion.
But in Isidore now, she could already see his emotions gradually emerging, and even... he hadn't encountered misfortune for a while.
Vefiya, who was quite familiar with the word "price", felt a little uneasy for a moment. His price had not yet been paid, his losses were being made up, and his frequent "misfortunes" had not reappeared...
Vifiya lowered her eyes, deliberately ignoring the fatigue in her body.
Fortunately, there is still a way. After all, in the future she has personally experienced, Isidore is still alive.
Extrapolating from the future to the past, they would have a chance to meet Salis and find a way to pay his price.
Warm orange light caught her eyes, and when she looked up she saw the boy sitting there obediently, waiting for her to come back without moving, his eyes blazing.
Vifiya's eyes softened: "I'm back."
She sat back down beside him.
Vifiya fell into thought and silence filled the air for a moment.
The boy didn't hate silence, but at the moment he had a question he wanted to ask her, but he didn't know if he could ask it. After thinking for a long time, he decided to ask.
"Who is Isidore?"
Vifiya turned her head when she heard the voice. There was confusion and a hint of caution in the boy's eyes.
The question was not difficult to answer, but he had never mentioned his name, and now the word "Isidore" sounded so unfamiliar.
Vifiya opened her mouth, but still did not hide it from him: "It's you."
The boy's pupils widened slightly, and he blinked slowly, his eyes never leaving Vifiya's face, as if to confirm the truth of her words.
He lowered his head and asked no more questions, nor did he express his opinion on Vifiya's answer.
"I have the same question. Can you answer me?" Vifiya asked softly.
The boy looked up as his answer to her.
Seeing this, she asked: "Why are you suddenly willing to talk to me and get close to me?" What made you change?
He didn't know as his silver eyes stared at her blankly.
He didn't know how to answer. Was it because of the silk thread, or something else?
Her threads, her scent, her heartbeat, her embrace... everything she had allowed him to experience... He...
His thoughts were suddenly interrupted. He couldn't find the words to describe this emotion. He racked his brains, trying to find the closest description among the few he could find.
"I don't hate it." He finally found it and finally said it, but he didn't know if it was appropriate. He was still uneasy. He didn't know if she would smile at his answer.
Sensing his uneasiness, Vifiya smiled helplessly. She decided to be straightforward. Sometimes, if being straightforward can get the answer, it will sometimes be the best answer.
"Then let me change the question. What do I mean to you?"
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