Chapter 15: Courage is born from love. It is like the first meeting of fate, and also like destiny...
It's like a first meeting by fate, and also like a reunion by destiny.
In a very short time, the will of the new god approached her, and the old god opened the barrier.
The disguise of Sakori's badge was useless in front of the god who could see through the human soul.
The disguised black hair was twisted and faded away in the blink of an eye.
Logically speaking, if Sakeri was an ordinary person, she should lie down immediately so that she could look better when she died.
But she really isn't.
No matter how ordinary she looks, she is the one who is treated differently by the gods.
Sakeli stood there like an idiot.
She felt a bone-chilling cold. Was it the god's weapon, or his murderous intent?
God's battlefield was approaching her, but she was a little dazed.
……What a nice view……
Like the snowfields seen in books, it is vast and boundless, with a silvery-white blanket of snow covering the plains.
It might be cold, cold enough to get frostbite or freeze to death, but it would be beautiful.
If anyone had seen what Sakori looked like when facing Li'an, they would have noticed it quickly.
When facing the gods, she easily fell into the illusion cage she wove.
The white deer neighed loudly and came quickly to block her way.
It also briefly blocked Sakori's vision.
She suddenly regained consciousness, gripped the dagger tightly, and shouted, "President Lu! Is that you?"
“Yoyo——”
The white deer, like a mythical creature, barked twice.
Sakori looked up and saw a black cat on the back of the white deer.
——!!!
Why does it look exactly like the black cat in that craft shop?!
The black cat obviously noticed her too, and he laughed.
Laughter also came from the cloth package next to Him.
Fortunately, Sakeri had good hearing, otherwise it would be difficult to hear a baby's laughter on a war-torn night.
She didn't know why, but she was immediately drawn to all his attention.
Sakerui climbed up by holding onto President Lu's hind legs, and she climbed very hard.
Sakeli, who had never exercised before, was surprised to find that, perhaps because of the long journey, she could actually climb so fast.
Sakerui lay on the white deer's back, not daring to look up at the starry sky.
…The first time she saw the stars, it actually felt like she was on an ice field.
Sake Rui really didn't dare and didn't want to think about the overlap.
She simply crawled to the baby, got closer, and used the faint blue light of the barrier to see the baby's appearance clearly.
…
The black cat seemed to be laughing, laughing loudly, laughing out loud like everyone who watched a live comedy.
Sarkore couldn't think.
She just stared blankly at the child, a child who looked almost exactly like her.
...If we go back in time, to when she was less than one year old.
…Does she look exactly like this baby?
"Humans are really good at deceiving themselves. Are you planning to think that this cub is actually your twin sister?"
The black cat, who can easily see through people's hearts, gloats over other people's misfortunes.
...What could that be?
"Of course it's you."
The Black Cat was now happy to answer her questions, even though Sakori didn't ask them out loud and didn't seem to want an answer.
He rushed around and leaned over to see Sakori's expression.
Her face was almost completely blank, and her thoughts and expression became dull.
He shook his ears casually and said kindly, "What a pity! If you had come earlier, you could have seen your mother."
Mother?
Does she have a mother?
Beneath the ice sheet, the surging glaciers seal away the entire past.
The key of memory hit the ice with a clang and slowly fell with the water flow.
It hurts so much. It hurts so much.
My head hurts.
Sakori held her head in pain and closed her eyes.
The baby's innocent laughter echoed in her ears, a face exactly like hers flashed before her eyes, and the black cat's words kept repeating in her mind.
Over and over again.
Mother!
Unconscious tears escaped from the lamb's eyes.
The key sank to the bottom of the glacier.
But the door to memory has been opened.
Sakerui murmured softly: "Mom..."
"My head hurts."
It hurt more than being tripped by a stone while walking, more than being hit by a large book in her arms falling, and more than the secret pattern on the dagger sinking into her flesh.
These were the only pains that could be compared to the pampered first half of Sakeri's life.
She was in so much pain that she couldn't control her tears.
Sakori has completely remembered it.
What childhood friend, what star, she asked for it from the beginning.
He didn't lie to her, he just never told her the truth.
Her eyeballs trembled unconsciously, and she felt something in a trance, and her gaze slid slowly towards the charred ship.
She opened her mouth, but no words came out.
The black cat blinked: "You have quite a talent. You already have a basic resonance of inspiration."
So He decided to give this little genius some extra fuel and stimulation to see if he could go one step further.
"See? Your mother set herself on fire in that ship."
When He laughs, He actually laughs like a baby, simply laughing.
"Guess what she said before she died?"
The scenes in my mind flashed back one by one, the prison of the ice field collapsed, and the glacier melted into the ocean.
Sakori stared at the ferry that could barely be seen as a ship.
Everything that had happened on the ship flooded into her mind.
From a forest to a ship.
From sailing to anchoring in Nanxi Harbor.
The crowd screamed and fled, only one person danced safely in the hall.
Music mixed with screams bombarded her fragile consciousness.
The moment the fire engulfed the man.
Sarkore already knew the answer.
Don't forgive me.
Black Cat was amazed that it actually worked, but judging from her current mental state, the resonance of inspiration had almost reached its limit.
"Stop daydreaming, Faith, and think about why your mother had to die."
...Yes, that's right, her mother died for her.
My mother died because of the tower.
Under the watering of love, the seeds of hatred took root, sprouted, and grew rapidly.
New vegetation is growing on the old ice fields.
Even hatred is a kind of hope.
Sakori suddenly calmed down—she forced herself to calm down.
The boy gripped the dagger tightly in his hand, looked up, and saw the stars whispering in the night sky.
Her star was coming towards her.
Of course, the cage that traps you can also be opened by yourself.
She no longer thought of the ice sheets or the deep sea.
She thought of her mother.
My mother is a man of few words, but she is always by my side.
In fact, her mother had said very little to her, but Sakeli knew and was very sure of it.
Mom loves her.
Courage is born of love.
Courage made her draw her sword.
——Slash at the reflection of God!
The book she had exchanged for fell from her arms, and was blown by the wind in the night rain.
The pages of the book that had never been opened trembled slightly.
Finally opened the first page.
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