Chapter 70 The Abyss of Despair - Four (II)

Chapter 70 The Abyss of Despair - Four (II)

The question in her heart remained unanswered.

Why hadn't Marlina and Ansel stopped her, knowing full well the consequences of her stubborn actions?

She didn't want to blame anyone else for her mistakes; she just wanted an answer.

Or perhaps she was afraid of something even more terrifying that her intuition was hinting at.

In the midst of this unsettling silence, the door suddenly opened.

As if to answer her doubts.

Or perhaps, to bring her even greater despair.

The girl garbed in black stood at the doorway, her gaze placidly resting on her younger sister lying on the bed.

"You've been unconscious for three days," she began, "Mr. Ansel says it's a matter of the soul and spirit, requiring recuperation."

"...Yes, ah."

Seraphina opened her mouth, unsure of how to respond, merely shifting her gaze elsewhere, unwilling, and afraid to meet Marlina's eyes.

"Your willingness to finally admit your mistakes is commendable," Marlina said, "It's something you would do."

"..."

Seraphina managed a strained smile, "I can't always rely on Ansel to solve everything for me, Marli."

The impassive girl nodded, seemingly without any further words to say, yet she did not leave.

Standing there, staring at Seraphina, as if to say... you still have something to say.

You have questions you should ask.

In the increasingly unbearable silence, Seraphina forced a smile, "Marli, do you have anything else to say to me? If not, I'd like to rest."

Then, Seraphina saw disappointment in Marlina's eyes.

Yes, disappointment.

Seraphina couldn't understand where it came from, which made her increasingly panicked... disappointment.

"Seraphina, I thought what happened that day would be enough for you to grow up,"

Marlina took a step back, her voice indifferent, "But you don't even have the courage to face it, I overestimated you, rest well."

She turned around, preparing to leave the room.

"Wait!"

Seraphina struggled to get out of bed, enduring the pain to ask loudly, "What do you mean! What do you mean by growing up... Marlina, what are you trying to say! You..."

She clenched her teeth, suppressing the panic in her heart, trying to make her voice as serious as possible:

"Why... why didn't you stop me when you knew what was going to happen?"

Marlina, who had been waiting for this question, turned back to face Seraphina.

Those eyes, the same color as her own, those gentle and kind eyes she had seen countless times, were now filled with alienation and indifference that made Seraphina feel strange and fearful.

"I've already told you the answer, Seraphina."

Her tone was steady, "For your growth."

"..."

Seraphina's body began to tremble, her lips moved, but due to her emotional and physical condition, she accidentally fell to the ground when she got out of bed, looking very miserable.

"My... growth."

The girl, who was trembling and whispering, struggled to get up and walked towards her sister step by step.

She had lost the most important person in her life.

"Don't... don't..."

Seraphina, whose soul was full of wounds, struggled to get up like a madwoman, forcefully opened the door, and then fell to the ground again.

It seemed like there was no one else in the mansion, only her.

She scratched at the floor, once again struggling to prop herself up, swaying as she climbed the stairs, the light in her eyes dimming as if it could go out at any moment.

No... it's not that there's nothing.

There's still... there's still Ansel, I still have Ansel... he's... the best to me.

"Ansel... Ansel! Ansel... where are you!"

Seraphina, who was almost lying on the handrail, climbed the stairs with difficulty, calling out helplessly in a hoarse voice, "Ansel... Ansel, don't leave me, you said..."

You said you would... always respond to me.

So, as if truly responding to Seraphina's plea, that bright figure, already imprinted in Seraphina's heart, appeared at the top of this flight of stairs.

"An, Ansel!"

Joy surged in Seraphina's heart, this joy and hope even completely dispelled her previous despair, she almost crawled up the stairs with her hands and feet, like a believer about to ascend to heaven and receive redemption.

"Ansel!"

The exhausted, scarred wolf threw herself into Ansel's arms, sobbing uncontrollably.

It seemed that in his arms, she finally regained the ability to cry.

Ansel, who appeared so timely, held her waist with one hand and stroked her head with the other:

"What's wrong, Seraphina?"

"... Marli hates me, Marli doesn't want me anymore."

The girl cried helplessly, her immense sadness making her only able to repeat, "She doesn't want me anymore... doesn't want me anymore..."

"How could it be." Ansel comforted her, "Marlina wouldn't abandon you, and neither would I."

These words immediately calmed Seraphina down, she sobbed, but her voice was soft, "I, I know... Ansel would never abandon me."

"I... I know I was wrong, it's all my fault, Ansel, you don't have to say it's your fault anymore, it has nothing to do with you."

She snuggled into Ansel's stomach like a puppy, that monster who could fight with the emperor in her dreams, whose fists and feet could overturn the earth, was now exhausting everything, trying to show her value and meaning in Ansel's eyes, just to tell Ansel, and herself, that she would not be abandoned.

"Ansel won't be hated by anyone, it doesn't matter if I'm hated... from now on, from now on I won't make decisions on my own anymore, whatever Ansel tells me to do, I'll do, I won't think about anything else anymore, Ansel is always the best, and the right one!"

She clumsily, anxiously, as if afraid of suffering the pain Marlina had given her again, so eagerly showed her "growth".

"I will never cause trouble for Ansel, so... so Ansel will surely not abandon me, right?"

"Of course," Ansel replied with a smile. "Even if Seraphina were not like this, even if she caused countless troubles, I would still keep her by my side."

This promise brought Seraphina complete peace of mind. She ceased her tears, and the wolf who had found a home and reliance laid down all her burdens, nestling wholeheartedly in Ansel's embrace, basking in the tranquility that the promise brought her.

And it was amidst such hope,

In such serenity that allowed her to escape all pain, all sorrow, all despair,

Ansel of Hydral, the devil from the abyss, bent down and whispered in Seraphina's ear,

"But you may not necessarily be like this."

"...Huh?"

The young man tightened his embrace around the girl who stood on the edge of the precipice, pulling her into his arms, not to save her —

But to personally send her... into the abyss of no return.

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