Chapter 49: Redemption
"Hello, my name is Monica."
"Then we are born half of your subjects."
"We will all be loyal to you from now on - you didn't say whether it would be the first half or the second half."
The girl turned around, her emerald eyes like sparkling emeralds.
She always seems to be smiling. The depression and pain that other banshees have are not seen in her at all. She is born to be a ray of sunshine shining into the deep sea.
An eye opened on the twisted flesh, and turbid tears slid down.
Why does it hurt so much? Pain is an illusion of the mind.
Monica said to herself.
She twisted and squeezed herself like a towel, squeezing out some smiles and some happiness for her people who were suffering.
This was the only thing she could do, to keep the unspeakable pain and the empty and dry heart to herself.
He swallowed it all together with the cold, hard food and the bitter sea water.
The body is a prison for the soul.
She was imprisoned here, in darkness.
Fortunately, she is about to die.
It hasn’t been that long since she came into this world, but she has made up her mind.
I won’t come next time.
Slavery, endless hard labor.
Farewell, watching her tribesmen leave her one by one.
The tribe was saved, the curse disappeared, and there was light in her world—
The little girl looked up.
The swollen and twisted monster looked around in confusion, then looked at itself.
So that's it, redemption is just an illusion.
Life is an illusion of pain.
Just an illusion.
Monica closed her eyes again.
Don't open your eyes again, just leave it like that.
She already knew what this world was like. Everyone had their own pain, and everywhere she looked, she saw tortured souls.
I'm a bit tired of it.
It will be over soon, very soon.
Suddenly, she felt something touching her.
She didn't want to care about it anymore, but after hesitating for a moment, she opened her eyes.
The whole world was a little blurry, and there were some shadowy people standing around me - they were so small.
The chaotic sounds are like the whispers in your ears when you are asleep, vague and indistinct, as if they are separated from the world by thick frosted glass and cannot be seen clearly.
She followed the touch of her body and looked at the little man on it.
The next moment, she and Hughes looked at each other.
He didn't say anything, but the moment she saw that look, Monica knew what he meant -
"I'm here to save you."
A ray of light shone into the small cage.
The glass shattered instantly, an extremely clear sound rang out from the heart, and the dull green eyes widened instantly.
"Contract - Symbiosis!"
Monica stupidly obeyed his wishes, and by the time she realized what was happening, the contract had already been signed.
"don't want!!!!"
She cried out in shock, and watched in horror as the pollution flowed into Zeus' body along the contract.
It's over, he is going to be polluted. Monica knows how terrible the pollution is, and her lord is just a mortal.
But the next second, the surging pollution came back much faster than when it went out. Monica looked at it in confusion. Why did she feel that the pollution in her body was... fear?
Then, a torrent of vitality flowed from Zeus' body along the contract. The hot vitality was like boiling water poured on the snow, causing the pollution in her body to dissipate.
Oh no, Zeus is just a mortal, where does he get so much vitality? He will be... Monica looked up at Zeus, he smiled, how could there be any sign of vitality exhaustion?
"ah!"
Monica suddenly cried out in pain. Her swollen flesh and blood quickly shrank back. The pollution made holes in her skin and she was dying in an instant.
But the vitality that poured in seemed endless. Wherever it flowed, the wounds there were healed, and the pollution fled in all directions wailing.
“Aa ...
Monica screamed. She felt like she was being crushed - crushed and healed at the same time. She wanted to faint, but she couldn't. Her strong vitality made her wake up again the moment she lost consciousness.
Monica, who was sitting in the cage of flesh, suddenly found someone pushing open the door. She didn't know when her lord Xius was standing at the door.
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Everything changed from then on.
Blood and tears mixed together and fell down. Her swollen body gradually returned to its original shape under the pull of pollution and vitality. She and Xiu Si fell from the air and were caught by pairs of hands.
Monica looked at the faces of her tribesmen in confusion.
"Sister Ash, what happened to Lord Nini?"
The past is an illusion, the pain is an illusion, the body is an illusion, and life is also an illusion. The fragmented images and memories are mixed together, and Monica can't tell them apart for a moment.
But she thought about it and smiled with relief.
The warmth that surged in her heart at this moment was not an illusion, that was enough.
The pollution wailed wildly from her body, squeezed into the air and quickly fled in all directions, as if there was something extremely terrifying here that made the black pollution escape at all costs.
The banshees surrounded Monica and Zeus. At this moment, they could feel each other's excitement without the need for a mental connection.
They threw Hughes and Monica high into the air and caught them again, celebrating with tears and laughter.
There was a muffled thunder in the distance, dark clouds gathered, and it began to rain.
Not far away, Connor helped Nora up. She stood up with some difficulty, looked at the banshees celebrating in the distance, and gave a weak smile.
"Castel, fire and light in the storm."
For some reason, this desolate and remote island gave her a different feeling.
The banshees also saw her and gradually surrounded her.
Zeus walked in front of her. His originally exquisite and luxurious clothes were now full of tears and blood, and were stained with mud on the ground.
He held out his hand to Nora.
"I can't sign any contract with you." Nora's face was wooden. "I didn't save Castel either."
"But your blood was also spilled on this land, so this is also your home."
Hughes grasped her hand; the blood and mud did not prevent the two hands from clasping each other.
"Friendship sealed in blood does not need the witness of a contract."
Nora stared at Hughes blankly.
"My name is Hughes Corsica Simmons Stuart, the Border Earl of Castel Island in the Saint Mir Empire. By virtue of the Holy Covenant and the Imperial Letter of Inauguration by Her Majesty the Queen, I am the legal lord of this place. I hereby make the following promise:"
"Castel will always be open to the people of the North, and this will be your home."
“You are no longer refugees, you no longer need to wander.”
"Welcome home."
The rain fell like a waterfall, washing the stains on her armor and soaking her hair.
The rain fell into Nora's eyes. She wiped them desperately, but she couldn't wipe them away.
(End of this chapter)