A gentle breeze stirred her fine, silvery hair, making it sway in the air.
His face was like ice, like a cold and alluring knight in the wind and snow.
Viktor remained silent as he looked at Gwen in her current state.
That's right.
He could clearly sense that this Gwen was now...
It was just like the real Gwen he had ever met.
That cold and ruthless Gwen.
That obsessive, emotionless killing machine that only cared about the justice in its own mind.
Once you've made up your mind about something, your will will never waver.
In that instant, she even wanted to kill Erica and Aurelion.
So, with a cold tone, he asked indifferently:
"Gwen."
Do you know what you just did?
Upon hearing Viktor's words, Gwen remained calm, but her eyebrows drooped.
As if she had lost control of her emotions, her voice rang out calmly, devoid of any feeling.
"I know."
"That's why I'm doing this, precisely because I know it."
Her voice carried absolute resolve, as if in her mind, killing those two people was absolutely the right thing to do.
Yes, exactly the same Valkyrie that Viktor knew.
Viktor looked at her, feeling incredibly distressed.
Gwen's current state left him somewhat helpless.
He couldn't even bring himself to hit, scold, or warn the other person.
Why has Gwen turned into this state again?
He tried his best to control it and did everything he could.
Just because of that goddess, and those damned believers?
For the first time, Viktor felt so powerless.
If things continue like this, is he destined to face his fate?
Or perhaps, right now, right here...
Victor looked at his palm, where magic was gently surging.
At that moment, an impulse arose within him.
One kind of impulse that, once made, would absolutely make him regret it for the rest of his life.
Suddenly, Viktor's eyes widened slightly.
A cool, white hand grasped his large palm.
Despite the fact that he frequently needed to practice wielding a sword, he didn't notice the calluses on her palms.
Gwen took Victor's hand and gently placed it on her cheek.
It was just as cold.
With her other hand, she moved down Viktor's shoulder and touched his cheek.
Viktor looked down at Gwen.
He let her icy hands roam over his face.
at the same time.
Gwen's emotionless voice gradually rose.
"I had a dream."
"I dreamt that I forgot you, forgot everything about you."
Like a block of ice in the depths of winter, it gradually melts away.
Her voice was devoid of emotion, yet it contained words that lacked the warmth she possessed.
“I’m very scared in my dreams.”
"So, being a coward, I chose to run away."
"So cowardly that they escape reality and even give up on themselves."
"Hopeless."
Her cold gaze held a deep and serious meaning.
"I don't want to dwell on it anymore."
She released her grip on Viktor's hand and moved her other hand away from Viktor's cheek.
Then, she voluntarily spread her arms.
She took the initiative and hugged Viktor's broad body.
I don't want to lose you again.
"I don't want to just follow behind you and watch your back."
"so……"
For a moment, Viktor was stunned.
Dark clouds gathered, and a light drizzle began to fall from the sky.
Gwen buried her head in his chest, as if trying to merge his body completely with her own.
Carrying the sound of the wind.
Her last words echoed in Viktor's ears.
"Please wait for me on your path."
A light drizzle pattered on the fine grass, and scattered water droplets splashed up on the blades of grass.
whoosh—
The barely perceptible commotion was like countless nature spirits treading across the crisp grass.
Only the silence of raindrops sliding off the blades of grass and falling into the soil remains.
This silence carried with it Viktor's long-said stillness.
It was gradually buried in the sound of rain.
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