Chapter 128 An Unacceptable Answer - I

Chapter 128 An Unacceptable Answer - I

"... Don't... ascend?" Seraphina was taken aback. "But why, Ansel? Didn't you say that as long as I found that feeling, it would be enough?"

Ansel fell silent for a moment, then softly said, "Because your spiritual essence is rather unique, I underestimated the influence of fate on you. I thought that by changing your way of thinking, you could complete your ascension in a way different from the predetermined path, or perhaps... alter the characteristics of your spiritual essence."

"... No, in fact, I should have succeeded." He murmured, "Even if I couldn't change the nature of your spiritual essence, the fact that you never found the feeling of ascension is proof."

Seraphina was bound by Ansel's rational chains, numbed by the undeniable victories. Even if she felt that this way of thinking did not suit her style, she could not identify the problem.

Just like Ansel's teachings in the Howling Wind Castle, he completely dominated Seraphina. As long as she was under his control, Seraphina, who had never noticed the essence, would only immerse herself in victory, never able to find where the strangeness originated.

Moreover, even if Saville couldn't fully ensure the absence of enemies that would make Seraphina choose to let go and deal with the enemy purely by herself in the Red Frost territory, Seraphina shouldn't have had any insights in just one battle.

"This speed... is not normal." Seraphina found that the Ansel in front of her had become unfamiliar. He was muttering to himself in an indifference that made her feel... scared.

His sea-blue eyes seemed to be frozen, and when he looked at her, there was only the coldness of dissecting dead things.

"Although it has been vaguely manifested during this period, but earlier, it must have been prepared." n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Seraphina." Ansel stared at the girl in front of him, "Apart from the future I showed you, have you ever seen your future self in your dreams, inadvertently, or in any form?"

"I, I..."

Seraphina retreated a little nervously, "I don't remember, I... Ansel, what's wrong with you? Did I upset you?"

She bent down slightly and said in a small voice, "I'm sorry, did I do something wrong again?"

"..."

Ansel opened his mouth, looking at the girl in front of him who was so cautious and full of worry and fear, he closed his eyes and sighed softly.

"I'm sorry, Seraphina."

His eyes regained their usual gentleness, and he reached out and touched Seraphina's hair, "When I encounter some serious problems, I occasionally lose control and become like this, did I scare you?"

Even Ansel didn't expect fate to do this — because in countless tests of it, Ansel had never seen that high and mighty being actively reveal the "future" to anyone.

This is the value of Seraphina, and the cold determination of fate... not to allow Seraphina to fall into Ansel's hands.

"But, but what is the purpose of fate doing this?"

Seraphina looked puzzled, "I'm still going to ascend to the third stage, right? What does fate want to do?"

"...As I said, Seraphina, your spiritual essence is a bit special."

Ansel said, "In the long history of extraordinary beings, it can also be ranked at the forefront."

"That's super powerful, isn't it!" Seraphina's eyes widened, and she said with great joy, "So when I become a third stage, and then become Ansel's pact head, no one can beat me!"

Thinking of her future self, plus the addition of Ansel's power... she couldn't help but giggle at the scene of beating the empress on the ground that she had imagined.

"But I don't want you to awaken it."

Ansel's words made Seraphina's smile freeze again.

She grabbed Ansel's collar in confusion and grievance, shaking it slightly, "Why? If I become that powerful, wouldn't I be able to help Ansel better?"

"...There's no need." Ansel said softly, placing his hand on Seraphina's, "Seraphina, to me, you—"

He hesitated for a long time, but finally said it:

"You don't need to become that powerful."

"Don't... need?"

Seraphina looked into Ansel's eyes, repeating in a daze, "Don't... need?"

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