Chapter 86
āFinally.ā
Adelineās green eyes welled up with tears.
It was a different kind of liberation than when she had gritted her teeth and ran away, determined not to get entangled with the protagonists. It was also different from when she saw the news of Genevieveās marriage in the newspaper.
Back then, she had to abandon her life to gain freedom.
The things she had left behind were all so beautiful and precious, things she couldnāt help but love, and even as she kept telling herself they werenāt hers, she couldnāt completely let go of her attachment.
The comfort of a life free from nightmares made her believe that distancing herself from the protagonists was the right decision.
She had closed her eyes and ears to the news from Delmuz stubbornly.
Why did she have to give up everything just to surviveā¦?
She lived, gnawing away at the sense of loss that she could only barely manage to brush off lightly.
āHiicā¦ā
When Adeline started crying, Shane took a deep breath and wrapped her entirely in his arms.
She could feel the strength in his sturdy arms as they encircled her shoulders and back. Despite the tension, he didn’t squeeze her too tightly. Instead, he enveloped her in a solid embrace.
They had finally reached the long-awaited āendā.
Adeline cried for a long time.
Held by Shane, holding Genevieve’s hand.
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āNo, Keith!ā
A woman ran to a man who was collapsing, coughing up blood.
The hot blood gushed out and soaked her chest and stomach. The man called Keith trembled violently, his eyes rolled back as he continuously coughed up blood.
āNo, noā¦ No, donāt die!ā
āGurgh, ugh.ā
Keith was moving, but he was already dead.
The woman knew it too.
Her twin brother Keith was no longer of this world.
Her other half, who had been with her since before they were born, had been killed by the Saintess. Gasping for breath, she clutched his lifeless body. This couldnāt be happening. This was wrong.
āMiss, you must leave now. We donāt have any more time. The master will be back soon, so you need to go.ā
āLeave my brother here like this?!ā
āHe is no longer your brother. Heās nothing but a hunk of flesh now.ā
āShut up!ā
āYou yourself have said there’s no need to pity the fate of an unskilled practitioner, Miss. Keith was unskilled, and thatās why he died. Iāll take care of the cleanup, so please step away.ā
āShut up! Keith is my other half. No one is to touch him!ā
Her tear-streaked, blood-covered face glared savagely at those approaching her.
Keith alone should have been enough to kill that woman.
This shouldnāt have happened.
āFive years ago, this didnāt happen. That woman didnāt have the power to save lives, let alone the strength to defeat Keith.ā
From the moment the Saintess candidate first appeared, the twins had been watching her.
Compared to previous saintesses, her powers were severely lacking. She only possessed purification and healing abilities, making her a half-baked saintess who posed no threat to them. So, they decided to let her live. That was why they didnāt attempt a second assassination after the first failed.
But recently, there were rumors that the Saintess had brought someone back to life.
The twins decided to test her abilities. If she proved to be a threat, they would eliminate her now.
A Saintessās powers are at their peak right after they awaken.
As time goes on, their abilities deteriorate, and they eventually die, having lost even their purification powers.
Keith was a sorcerer skilled at controlling people to attack targets. Even if the medium was captured, the hidden spellcaster should have been safe from the exorcism.
However, the Saintess managed to exorcise Keith through the medium. The backlash of the curse always returns to the spellcaster.
Keith couldnāt withstand the backlash and died, vomiting blood in front of his sisterās eyes.
I should have done it. I should have. If it had been me, I wouldnāt have died. If it had been me.
But Keith never let her do curses. He insisted on taking on the hard and dirty work himself. She had always been protected by her other half.
āThis isnāt something you should be doing.ā
āWhat do you mean? Iām better than you at this.ā
āThatās why I have to do it. You have greater things to accomplish.ā
But if he was going to die like this, it should have been me.
The woman clawed at her chest. The pain was so intense she could hardly bear it. It felt as if someone was ripping out her insides and twisting them.
āMy other half, my brotherā¦.ā
She stroked Keithās now cold cheek.
He must have been in so much pain; the blood vessels at the ends of his limbs had all burst, leaving red splotches. He couldnāt even close his eyes. The woman couldnāt forgive the person who had caused her brotherās death.
āI will avenge youā¦ā
I will kill that woman who caused your death, making her suffer the most painful death in the world.
