Chapter 144 Another Possibility That Was Erased Eleanor slowly covered it up...
Eleanor strolled along the warm river.
This warmth emanates from within, radiating a lustrous glow that permeates even the soul.
To be content...happy, that is indeed a life with few regrets.
A chivalrous spirit, using the identity of "I" to judge all injustices within sight, possessing near-perfect reputation and love.
Rustle, rustle.
The long river flows in my ears, its melodious sound reminiscent of a mountain stream.
It meandered forward, but stopped briefly at some point.
In fact, the river did not stop flowing; rather, a god with hair as black as ink sat sideways by the lake, his feet hidden between the river and the void.
His long hair blended into the starry sky, and his eyes and brows were shrouded in a thin mist.
Eleanor opened her eyes and looked at the beautiful deity, as if she had realized something: Her authority must be related to secrecy and time. After all, she was the daughter of the Mother Goddess, symbolizing life and death, cycles and reincarnation.
"You're awake."
An didn't greet anyone or introduce herself, yet it was as if she were sending greetings from the distant past, the present moment, and the far future.
He could directly instill all his will and thoughts into her mind, yet speak as gently as a mortal: "You have already felt happiness, do you want to leave with us?"
He used the heavens as a backdrop and the stars as chess pieces, presenting Eleanor with a magnificent picture through a flowing scroll.
The gods created the world—the Mother Goddess watered the gods and countless stars with her own blood.
His blood and the scattered energy captured from the void flowed continuously, causing the world that was born to grow stronger day by day, just as an infant in one's arms grows into a fully-walking adult.
"I see," Eleanor understood completely from the constantly changing images.
He or they wished that He too would join the vast star map, become a mother's daughter, leave this already grown world, and raise the next baby.
Perhaps it was a divine conquest of the void, transforming all chaotic, illusory, and stagnant energy into orderly, real, and vibrant life forms.
Or perhaps it was simply that the Mother Goddess was too lonely and wanted to continuously create more vibrant worlds.
"You are a star from outer space, and I hope you can become our sister."
An made no attempt to conceal his intention to recruit: "Time and opportunity are not the same for gods and men. If you miss this moment, it may be ten thousand or even hundreds of millions of years."
Eleanor could feel her heart pounding faster and faster.
That was her essence resonating with the will of this world; she had witnessed the lives of many and wanted to change the lives of even more.
They prayed for her from the other side of different causal lines, hoping that she could truly integrate into this world.
She closed her eyes amidst the feeling of endless connection, and when she opened them again, she looked at An and at the twinkling stars in the sky.
"I... want to stay, I want to stay here for a while."
Why?
Without asking any questions, Anne took Eleanor's hand and guided her to hold up a shining star in her heart.
That was love.
It is love for others, love for oneself, and love for the world; it is a seed about to sprout.
She was happy, but not happy enough; she wasn't completely satisfied.
This dissatisfaction is the boundless desire of life, the ladder to ascent.
"It seems we are destined to meet in the long river of time."
Anne smiled faintly, put her arm around Eleanor's shoulder and whispered, "Perhaps you don't have to blend into the stars."
My child from afar, when you grow up, you will likely be able to hold up even more—and even more—brilliant worlds.
An's blessing came to an abrupt end; there was no need to say anything more.
She held Eleanor's arm, letting the blood-red river water wash over the girl's shoulders, and even...
【"Wait a mininute."】
Lilia's cheerful voice echoed from the void: "You still have a little regret, don't you? Even Andra in your past life wasn't satisfied~"
“You…” An stopped what she was doing with a sigh and pointed at her mischievous sister with her finger: “You’re always focused on love.”
"Of course! I am the god of love!"
In mythology, these two sisters often quarreled, but at this moment they were very close.
Lilia bluntly stated, "Love should be perfect. Go, your mother promised you happiness..."
Then, with a sly smile, He exclaimed, "Hey, I have a great idea!"
Eleanor had a bad feeling, and Anne helplessly raised her hand to stop her.
Cute is too cunning.
He did not descend from the sky, but rather a small fish rose from the deepest part of the River of Blood. The fish's tail gently stirred the surging waves, causing the river to churn violently and pull Eleanor into the whirlpool.
"I admit your love is profound, precious, and more dazzling than gold, but—"
Cupid's voice was more moving than any theatrical actor's: "I'm still so curious, what would she be like if you hadn't met?"
This... Eleanor was actually quite curious too.
She sensed a hint of kindness in the words of Cupid.
The god of love knows all too well how many times she has agonized over the question, "If we had never met, would Andra have become a better, stronger person?"
"Let's see, maybe..."
Cupid's voice suddenly rose in pitch: "You won't love her anymore after you finish reading this! Hahahaha!"
Isn't that interesting?
A subtle "malice" from Cupid lingered in my ears.
Andra's true love was Eleanor from the beginning, but what about you, my dear sister? Is your love truly unwavering?
I'm really looking forward to it.
So the river submerged the girl's soul, temporarily sending her to... a world line that had already disappeared.
......
Without me, Andra would...
The wind blew through her long hair, and Eleanor fell again.
This time it lasted a bit longer. If things had gone as smoothly as before, she should be back in her childhood bed by now.
She waited a few more seconds, and finally Misella's little face appeared before her eyes, but her own body was still floating there semi-transparently, only able to drift beside her sister like a ghost.
Eleanor looked at Myrcella with curiosity.
She looked about twelve or thirteen years old, which was the age she was originally when she traveled back in time. However, this time Myrcella didn't have a sister, so she naturally slept alone in her palace.
Mysella slept until late morning without anyone coming to urge her, which was not a good sign.
Eleanor shook her head, wanting to float out first to find coral, manju, and thorns.
The moment the idea popped into her mind, her transparent body appeared beside the other person.
She discovered that the flow of time could slow down or speed up at her will, just like watching a hyper-realistic movie.
In this life, Norlana has no legitimate princess, so Coral did not enter the palace.
She stayed home to learn how to manage household affairs and businesses, and at the prime of her youth, she began a flurry of blind dates.
Manju and Jingji's mother seemed to sense some political risk, so she sent Jingji to serve Ophelia, while Manju took the military route and became the deputy of a high-ranking general.
After observing the events, Eleanor returned to the palace.
Eva and Dasha's lives haven't changed much; one is poisoned and the other has gained weight, both just drifting through their daily lives.
She secretly slipped into Ophelia's palace and accelerated time to observe her life.
Sister Wang lives a very regular life, practicing a lot every day, balancing swordsmanship and knowledge.
Sadly, her talent was really not that great, and she was always subtly criticized by her teachers for "not being hardworking and serious enough."
In fact, Manhani really wronged her.
She studied for at least 12 hours a day, but this explanation only made things worse. Poor Ophelia could only go home in silence and draw a few pictures to relax.
After looking around at everyone she knew, Eleanor slowly floated off to find Andra.
She was very nervous, because she could completely guess what Cupid was expecting.
Without Eleanor's influence, Andra in this life would surely rip the Norlana royal family apart and dominate the world with whips and swords.
After reading this, will you still insist on loving her?
Not only did Andra face such questioning initially, but she did too.
Bang!
"You bastard, how dare you stand in my spot!"
As soon as Eleanor appeared on the training field, she looked up and saw Myrcella hitting Andra, delivering a powerful punch to his shoulder.
She instinctively lunged forward to stop them, but her body passed right through the two children.
Andra turned her head to the side, her back to the sunlight, looking at Mysera and a group of servants with an inscrutable gaze.
Eleanor's palms were sweaty.
Ugh... Putting aside what Andra would be like without her, Mycelia has been completely personified!
In the real timeline, with her supervision, Myrcella still loved playing pranks as a child. Now that her sister is gone, this girl has probably evolved from a wild horse into a runaway dog!
Even the most good-natured Earthlings would curse that bullies deserve a terrible death, let alone Andra?
If someone is treated like this as a child, and later becomes an emperor who can legally kill, wouldn't they be eager to exact revenge...?
Eleanor lowered her head, unable to bear seeing Andra being bullied, nor could she bear to see Myrcella in the future.
Bang!
A loud thud that seemed to embed itself into a body sent a shiver down one's spine.
Wait, Mysella hit her so hard?!
Eleanor looked up abruptly and saw her sister fly away.
Andra, after delivering the volley, patted his pants, his smile completely untroubled.
She was stunned: what a display of youthful righteousness! His golden-red eyes showed no trace of pitifulness or resentment, only a deep interest in the battle.
Yes, she's not acting anymore.
In this life, there is no little princess from Norlana, and she is too lazy to put on airs in front of someone like Myrcella.
"You—you actually dared to touch His Highness!"
The servants screamed and rushed forward, but Andra dodged them one by one.
She dodged twice, then chose a lucky person, grabbed their collar, and spun them around forcefully, shoving the others aside with a series of thuds.
Andra shook off the unconscious servants, looked down at Mysera, and said with a smile, "Princess Nolana, would you like to make a bet with me?"
A sense of familiarity gradually spread.
As expected, Misella forgot about the kick to the stomach. She wiped her mouth and looked at her fiercely, replying, "What's there to be afraid of!"
Andra snapped his fingers at the target, his eyes filled with arrogance.
"I've heard that King Norlana's archery skills are unparalleled. Surely his daughter won't be any less skilled. Let's test our accuracy with those bows and arrows, best two out of three!"
She smiled and said, "Oh, if Your Highness is afraid of losing, that's alright. The only wager is that the loser has to listen to the winner for three days."
The boy's eyes were filled with "No way, no way, surely no one can't afford to lose such a small bet?"
Sure enough, Mysella jumped up like a chick.
She grabbed the longbow with a whoosh and shouted, "Fine! If I win, you'll be my dog, and I'll ride on your back like a horse!!"
Eleanor slowly covered her eyes.
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Author's Note: Eleanor: I've made up my mind.
Cupid: Don't make a decision yet, wake up from your love-struck mind.
An: Are you really doing this for her own good?
Cupid: [Flattery]
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