Char and Silvia disappeared underground in the Grand Duke's mansion.
Everything around them was changing rapidly.
When the surrounding scenery froze again, what appeared around was no longer the dark and cold underground hall.
Instead, there was an ordinary house in the outer city area of the royal capital.
Because it is located at the outermost part of the residential area, this house has not been trampled by the previous wave of disaster beasts and has been able to retain its intact appearance.
The dim candlelight burned in the room, becoming the only source of light here.
At this moment, Sylvia in Xia's arms had closed her eyes.
Experiencing multiple consecutive "flashes"...that feeling is not very pleasant.
Every flash is actually equivalent to experiencing a turbulence of space distortion. If it happens one after another, the dizziness it brings will be more than ten times stronger than when a fighter jet is performing high-altitude maneuvers.
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For someone like Char, who already possesses the strength of three rings and also has the spatial affinity bonus provided by the Shining Soul Contract, it is of course no problem for him to endure the side effects of multiple flashes.
But Sylvia is not yet a beastmaster, and her physical fitness is no different from that of ordinary people.
He had just experienced a large loss of vitality, and his body was already extremely weak and on the verge of collapse. He was only barely holding on by willpower.
Now he was once again shocked by the space turbulence, and was hugged by the person he trusted again.
The indescribable sense of security and satisfaction filled Sylvia's body and mind, causing the last bit of obsession to disappear, and she fell into a coma once again.
But even so, Sylvia's hands were still tightly around Xia's neck, and she was unwilling to give up this only support even in her sleep.
There was no trace of blood on her pretty white face, and it was stained with a little dust, but the corners of her mouth were filled with a peaceful and happy smile.
The moment Char picked her up, something called happiness once again filled Silvia's originally empty heart.
She felt like she had once again become the most beloved baby in the world.
Even if she died peacefully in Char's arms, Sylvia would have no regrets and would be fully satisfied.
"But I spent so much effort to rescue you, even using a five-ring peak strongman and even a sleeping ancient god as my imaginary enemy—"
"It's not for you to die in my arms with a happy smile on your face."
Char looked at Sylvia, who was smiling sweetly in his arms, and couldn't help but shook his head slightly.
He squatted down and gently loosened Sylvia's arms around his neck.
Then, he placed the girl's soft body on the white bed in the room.
Sylvia is in a bad state.
Although from the outside it seemed that Char had deliberately avoided the vital parts of the wound caused by the previous knife, it had now been repaired by the healing potion.
But if you look at it from a deeper level, Sylvia is like a deflated rag doll at this moment.
The seal of the bronze cross had been broken, and the dusk divinity that originally filled it had been plundered and devoured by the seal formation below during the ascension ceremony just now.
Even though the ascension ceremony was interrupted at the last moment, the defect in the origin of the soul had already appeared.
That broken part was like a bottomless black hole, constantly devouring the last remaining vitality in Sylvia's body.
Her life at this moment was as uncertain as a candle in the wind.
When the last bit of vitality was gone, Sylvia's fate naturally came to an end.
This is the so-called fate of the key.
When the door that sealed half of the ancient god was opened, the key lost its function and of course the only outcome was that it would break.
Rays of light flickered.
Char took out things one after another from his space pocket, including healing potions in glass bottles and scrolls that sealed skills.
Without thinking, he broke all the potion bottles and tore up the scrolls that contained the healing skills.
Either a sacred or emerald light shines.
In an instant, the entire house was filled with an unimaginably strong breath of life. Even the weeds outside the house began to grow wildly under the stimulation of that breath of life.
Sylvia's complexion also looked a little better in this vitality, but soon became dim again.
Her life force was still fading.
Time is passing by at a speed that is not very fast, but is irreversible.
Higher-level healing potions and skills can heal physical wounds.
However, when faced with the imperfections in the soul's origin, it can only alleviate the problem, and it is only a temporary solution and not a cure for the root cause.
"If it were one of those stand-alone romance games I played in my previous life... then at this moment, the heroine would probably miraculously open her eyes once again before she died."
"Then, after saying your final goodbyes, die peacefully in the arms of your loved ones with a smile on your face."
"Finally, let me say one more sentence: people have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, the moon waxes and wanes, life is full of regrets and imperfections, and it ends under the blades of the players."
Xia couldn't help but laugh at himself.
In fact, he could just walk away now.
The mission of backstabbing Sylvia has been completed, and the pop-up window of mission completion has appeared in Char's mind, but he has never had time to check it.
From the very beginning, Char's purpose of entering this remnant of history was simply to complete the novice mission.
Now that the goal has been achieved, there is not much surplus value left inside this historical remnant, and rationally speaking, it is not worth it for Char to take any more risks.
Besides, the echoes of history are just like a game to people in the real world.
In Char's previous life, if one invested too much emotion in the plot of a game, he would undoubtedly be labeled as a "madman" or "brain-obsessed".
He could have chosen to quit the game at this moment, or to accompany Sylvia through the last journey of her life, finish the Normal End of the game, watch the game CG with the tragic ending, and then leave.
After exiting the echoes of history, there is naturally no need to worry about the flood in the Principality of Cang Ting. Anyway, this country has already been destroyed in the real world, leaving only a few lines of text in ancient history books.
"But I am such a greedy person who hates tragedy."
Char uttered a silent whisper.
As the saying goes, "All the splendor you have experienced in life will eventually be repaid with loneliness."
However, he just didn't want to be like the hero in the romance novel who could only watch his beloved girl die in tears but was powerless to do anything, regretting the rest of his life and repaying the brilliant hero with loneliness.
Even if you become powerful later and ascend the throne bathed in the blood of the Dragon King, but people are dead, what is the meaning of it all?
Even if this is just a remnant of history, a game.
But since he has put so much effort into preparation, Char naturally has only one goal to pursue.
He leaned over, stroked Sylvia's white cheek, and wiped away the ashes and dust on the girl's face.
The next moment, Xia Ya's figure disintegrated and disappeared into the house.
Only the unfinished words echoed in the air.
"So."
"Let's just tell this imperfect story——"
"Become what we expect."
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