Having once been enslaved by vampires as humans and died in a corner, they have finally returned to this land.
They looked up to see more red snow falling.
Now, only the largest red blob remained in the sky. And it, after a brief silence, disintegrated into small, reddish-gray snowflakes.
The progenitor of the vampires is dead.
Only the newborn, tiny girl slept peacefully in the center of the ancestral snow and ash.
The Pope, inside the palace, glanced at the blue sky. Her expression shifted slightly, she smiled and congratulated the Queen, then rose and left.
She wanted to share this final victory with her friends—not the children, but her friends and allies.
Artemisia squatted beside the sleeping little girl, resisting the urge to reach out and poke her.
The system said, "Pack your things, we're leaving."
Artemisia asked, "So fast? Is this world really ending like this?"
The system seemed a bit deflated: "Yes. The culprit that would have caused the world's destruction is gone, and it also wiped out the entire vampire race. Is there anything else you'd like to see?"
Artemisia hesitated for a moment.
She wanted to see how Lillian would become a witch, and what life would be like in Pandora. She also wanted to see how the people here would live under the Queen's leadership.
But are those... all things she has to worry about?
The system then said, "It seems the central platform has sent something. You should leave this world quickly so I can go and see what it is."
Ai Cao said decisively, "I'll say goodbye and leave."
She stood up and patted Lillian's head: "I'm leaving now."
Lillian exclaimed "Huh?" and nervously clutched the hem of her skirt. Helen snorted and said, "Heartless and ungrateful."
Ai Cao readily agreed. Since it was their last chat anyway, she didn't see any need to argue with Helen any further: "If I have the chance in the future, I will come back to see you all."
Lillian bit her lip: "It's a bit sudden..."
“I have to go eventually,” said Artemisia. She gently hugged Lillian.
The Pope slowly approached from around the corner. She gently embraced Artemisia and said, "Congratulations on our victory."
Ai Cao smiled and said, "Congratulations." She thought for a moment and then said, "Please say hello to Pandora for me."
The Pope smiled and said, "When you return, you can speak to her yourself."
Artemisia smiled.
She stretched, looked up at the azure sky, and closed her eyes.
Under a blue sky, would ordinary people suffer less?
I don't know about mugwort.
But she knew... she would do something to make their lives better.
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