Several months earlier, in Keynes’s study, the true head of the Jaslin family summoned Sophie.
As a ruler who rarely showed much affection for his family, Keynes seldom had time to sit down for tea with his relatives.
That time was no exception.
It wasn't a harmonious chat between a grandfather and grandson; it was more like a cold-blooded leader assigning tasks to his subordinates.
“Sophie, my granddaughter, as the only contestant from the Jasmine family, you have only one task.”
"No matter who you ultimately choose as your companion, I only need you to do one thing."
The seemingly elegant, but actually cold, old woman stroked a gold coin in her hand and calmly instructed her granddaughter:
"At the right time, kill your companion and sacrifice his life to that god."
"After she fully regained consciousness, I used this incident as a basis to make her make a promise."
His tone was completely normal, as casual as if he were simply instructing her to make him a cup of tea.
They killed their own companion and offered him as a sacrifice to the gods.
"The more outstanding a soul is, the more superior the promises it should be able to obtain."
Such cruel and despicable things were described as easy as if he could do them with just a wave of his hand.
At that time, Sophie's answer was also without hesitation.
She said:
"Understood, Grandfather."
"I will certainly not dishonor the honor of the Jasmine family."
No matter who you choose...
The result is the same, isn't it?
Nobles never have clean hands; such a trivial matter is nothing to them.
Even after she became a diplomat for the Silver Council, she had heard of such things and even done quite a few herself.
She's not a flower grown in a greenhouse; Sophie did this kind of thing a long time ago.
After that, Sophie began her journey to find companions.
Even if it's an act, she has to be fully prepared on the surface.
Some excellent, capable enough to be the perfect sacrifices to their companions.
Those with exceptional abilities, outstanding qualities, and remarkable strength...
She narrowed down the candidates through a wide range of screenings, constantly selecting the best ones.
Besides Ning Feng, there were several other candidates that Sophie was satisfied with and who were qualified. It is expected that the sacrifice will be chosen from among these people.
If I hadn't met Anthony again that time.
Childhood sweethearts.
Unmarried couple.
Even if there is no real love between them, their feelings for each other are definitely deep.
But at that moment, whether it was because she felt ashamed of being embarrassed by the other party or because of the resentment that had accumulated over the years, Sophie made a decision.
She decided to make Anthony her companion...
She chose to offer Anthony as a sacrifice to the gods!
Perhaps even she herself doesn't know why she reacted that way.
Strangely, Keynes made no reaction after learning of Sophie's choice.
There was no obstruction, nor the slightest reminder.
It was as if they had tacitly agreed.
Sophie could sense something else besides that.
After that, his grandfather looked at him with more approval...
...
...
The gleaming dagger flashed and plunged straight into Anthony.
laugh.
The blade pierced through Anthony's flesh, easily cutting through his skin and muscle.
"Well……"
Painful sounds escaped Anthony's throat; he was experiencing immense pain while unconscious.
Blood splattered out.
Blood spurted from the wound and landed on Sophie's hands and cheeks, making her look even more horrifying in her tattered dress.
Tick-tock.
However, the horror did not evoke fear in those who witnessed it at that moment.
Tick-tock.
"For the glory of my family... I have to do this..."
Unconsciously, glistening tears slid down from the corners of his eyes and dripped onto Anthony's face.
Her expression remained indifferent, but the tears in Sophie's eyes seemed particularly incongruous at that moment.
Her hand, which was gripping the dagger, trembled slightly. She could no longer hold the weapon and lowered her head.
"But... I can't do it."
The small dagger veered slightly at the very last moment, not piercing Anthony's throat directly, but instead slicing across his cheek and embedding itself firmly in the ground.
"I...I can't do it..."
If it were just a business partner, Sophie wouldn't hesitate to kill them.
But Anthony is different.
Even if she herself didn't think Anthony meant much to her, even if she thought the relationship between the two wasn't very strong.
But Anthony is truly different.
In the few seconds it took for the dagger to fall, a multitude of images flashed before my eyes like a revolving lantern.
Those memories that I thought I had forgotten, those that I thought I no longer cared about, keep flashing back before my eyes.
The scene of them playing hide-and-seek together in the manor when they first met, and secretly making a promise under the night sky...
At that time, he said he would definitely marry her in the future.
"You... big liar."
*Smack*
After slapping Anthony hard, Sophie's hand didn't rise any higher; instead, it remained on his cheek.
It felt like a gentle caress, or like feeling his body temperature.
"I hate that you're a womanizer! I hate that you never take those things to heart! I hate your cowardly way of running away."
You made a promise, but you didn't keep it.
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