After hearing Erica's words, Victor remained silent for a long time.
Did he mishear something?
Is Erica such a casual girl?
She just asked him to give her a massage? Where did her aristocratic upbringing go?
Of course, Viktor would never do that.
But most importantly, he is now somewhat confused about his current situation.
Viktor knew that the door leading to the heart of Tartarus could trigger memories and plunge people into deep illusions.
This is why ordinary people find it difficult to pass through this gate.
However, Victor was dressed in crimson armor surrounded by hellfire.
Even their bodies were made from tokens imbued with the divine power of the gods.
Therefore, it's impossible for him to be hallucinating in front of that door.
That's not how the guide is written.
Victor made a guess,
He might be appearing in Erica's dream right now.
This is a strange dream created by Hypnos, which has drawn him into it.
Viktor was absolutely certain of this.
This also proves that Erica succeeded.
She successfully made it to the tenth level and arrived at the resting place that he and Persephone had designed together.
This also means that Erica has gotten much closer to the top of the underworld.
As long as she can get through the eleventh floor...
But at that moment, Viktor hesitated slightly before saying the words of encouragement he wanted to.
He didn't look at the girl's perfectly sculpted body, but instead stared intently into her eyes.
Do you feel tired?
There seemed to be some kind of magic in his eyes.
Upon hearing this, Erica, who had been standing with her hands on her hips, lost in her fantasy of Professor Victor giving her a massage, suddenly froze.
She blinked, her smile froze, and she looked at the other person's gaze with some disbelief.
Slowly lower both hands from your waist.
At that moment, a strange feeling rose in her heart, as if the fatigue from before had enveloped her again.
Are you tired?
She couldn't deny her exhaustion.
What exactly has kept me going all this way?
Immediately afterwards, Viktor's words seemed to transform into a shooting star that pierced through Erica's originally strong heart.
"You could have avoided coming to the underworld, and you could have avoided all of this."
"Simply accept 'Victor's' death calmly, and you will already be the most outstanding genius in the entire empire."
For a moment, Erica froze on the spot.
Because along with those words came countless images that flashed through her mind and before her eyes.
Within the magic academy of the royal capital, every student held this top student in the highest esteem and admiration.
Even the teachers praised her highly.
Perhaps she will be favored by the Empire's top mage team.
It's even possible that the Mage Council will personally visit the academy and invite her to join directly.
All of this is predicated on the fact that she did not enter the underworld.
Yes, if she had never set foot in the underworld, she wouldn't be in her current pain and predicament.
Her future will be full of endless possibilities and light.
It's even possible that he could break Viktor's record and become a younger fourth-tier mage.
After all, she is only seventeen years old.
"Now, do you regret it?"
These words struck Erica's heart like a heavy hammer.
It made her almost forget that she was dreaming.
Does she regret it?
Erica lowered her head.
Her fists were clenched, and her body trembled slightly.
What was the purpose of all the suffering she endured?
Is it to gain recognition?
But.
Within the academy, within the empire, and indeed throughout the world,
She has received countless accolades.
So what is the purpose of all her efforts now?
"Because...because..."
Erica already knew the answers in her heart, but faced with these soul-searching questions...
She couldn't answer for a moment.
Just as the crimson armor in front of me said.
Her life could have been much more peaceful if she had been able to accept Victor's death calmly.
At least, she doesn't have to spend all her time racking her brains about how to defeat the gods.
There's no need to struggle for survival in the chaos and intensity of battle.
She wouldn't suffer such terrible pain as she does now, and wouldn't have to face the brink of death repeatedly.
Therefore, she chose this answer:
"regret."
Erica looked up abruptly, her clear eyes flashing with a fiery and intense flame.
She spoke almost angrily to the crimson armor she regarded as Professor Victor:
"Since arriving in the underworld, I have lived in regret every single day."
"If only I hadn't come to save you, if only I had never met you!"
"If only I hadn't been saved by you so many times!"
But in the end, Erica's clenched fist gradually relaxed.
Although her eyes still burned with a furious rage, they were eventually filled with glistening, surging tears.
"But...why did you die..."
Erica's trembling voice was filled with confusion.
"Why did even the invincible Professor Victor die...?"
Her body was still trembling slightly, but this time it wasn't from anger.
It's not because of fear.
She was afraid of her own vulnerability, afraid of whether she had the ability to rescue Professor Victor.
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