“If I’m not mistaken…” Fu Sang pursed his lips, his tone slightly worried, “Those are the patterns of forbidden dark magic spells.”
Cassius nodded slightly and said, "That's right."
Many years ago...
The great battle of the paladins against the forces of darkness.
Only I survived.
As he spoke.
He reached out and tugged at his collar.
Then, she used her long, beautiful fingers to unbutton each button one by one.
The boy knelt on the ground and reached out to partially remove his white shirt in front of her.
Her fair and rounded shoulders were exposed.
Evil, forbidden runes marred the boy's flawless, white back.
Eerie and gloomy.
Fu Sang's slender, white fingers, as white as scallion roots, gently stroked the forbidden dark magic runes on the boy's left shoulder.
Cassius took her fair hand in his.
"Your Highness, this is the price I paid for surviving."
The boy's tone was helpless and desolate.
"I am no longer a knight of light and holiness."
Cassius gripped her hand tightly.
Her long, raven-feather-like eyelashes drooped slightly, and her beautiful red eyes deepened in color.
Her exquisitely beautiful face was expressionless.
"I am--"
"A demon that lives in the darkness."
There was a moment of silence.
Fu Sang looked down at the demon boy kneeling on the ground.
My gaze swept over the forbidden curse mark on his left shoulder and then settled on his exquisite face.
"Oh, I see," she said softly.
No wonder he asked her that day—
Your Highness, do you hate demons?
Cassius looked up at the stunningly beautiful girl.
"Do you still like me like this, Your Highness?"
You like it, right?
Regardless of her answer.
He was destined to never let go.
A smile appeared on Fu Sang's fair and beautiful face.
"I like it."
The girl's smile was captivating.
"I like Cassius the most."
Fu Sang squatted down and cupped the boy's face in her delicate white hands.
"Whether you are a paladin or a demon, you are still you."
The girl asked in a soft voice:
"Are you a demon? Won't you protect me?"
Cassius reached out and took her small hand in his.
He placed her hand to his lips.
Thin, beautiful lips were imprinted on the back of a fair hand.
My vow will never change.
The boy's tone was full of affection.
"Your Highness, I will always protect you."
Fu Sang smiled and said, "Get up."
The boy helped her to her feet.
Fusang looked into the distance and said, "We should head to Urta City."
Diana will hold a memorial service in a few days.
The counterattack is about to begin.
Her identity and kingdom.
We must take them all back!
...
...
Urta.
The Holy Maiden of the Temple of Light is coming to perform a ritual to dispel the dark forces that have shrouded this town in darkness.
All the residents of the town appeared and gathered around the newly built altar.
The lively scene was comparable to a king's grand celebration.
Diana dressed up carefully early in the morning and washed her face with a magic potion, making her look more and more beautiful.
The apostles of the Temple of Light played music, and maids dressed in white, protected by knights, escorted the carriage of the Temple of Light's saintess to the sacrificial altar.
The carriage slowly drove to the foot of the sacrificial altar.
An apostle from the Temple of Light, dressed in a pure white robe, stood beside the carriage and lifted the curtain made of glass beads.
"Your Highness, we have arrived."
Diana, her face veiled, reached out and placed her hand on the apostle's arm as she stepped out of the car.
When I saw her appear—
"Ah, Your Highness!"
"Your holy and holy princess, thank you for dispelling the dark forces for us."
"Please, you must bring light to the city of Urta..."
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