Chapter 39 The White Ghost’s Past is now Vanished

Chapter 39 The White Ghost’s Past is now Vanished

Note: This chapter is flashback

If you pour out your emotions that way, perhaps the world wouldnt look so grey.

At the betrothal dissolution, brought about by the incident in Hardenhartz, she had looked at him and said so.

Kraush, hearing those words at the time, couldnt help but feel how absurd they were.

What the hell are you talking about? Better to be without such emotions. Do you even realize how screwed up that would be if you had them?

Whats the use of being able to freely express emotions?

Other than cursing this damned world, I see no other use.

Is that so?

Is that so my foot.

Kraush clicked his tongue.

And he looked at Bianca with a look of displeasure.

Arent you the comfortable one? This betrothal dissolution is so unfair, even from my view. The incident in your family had nothing to do with you. If I were you, I would have died of anger.

The recent event in Hardenhartz

It was the incident where Douglakan Hardenhartz, the lord of Hardenhartz, went mad.

Suddenly crazed, he had beaten the household members to death with a club, including his own firstborn and second child, Jenica.

There was only one survivor, Bianca.

She had survived because her sister Jenica had hidden her underground and then drawn his attention away.

After experiencing such an ordeal, Bianca was then faced with the betrothal dissolution.

For the Balheims, there was no reason to take in Bianca from the now-ruined Hardenhartz.

Damn noble families. They pretend they have the entire world at their beck and call with engagements and relationships, and when things go south, this is what happens.

The event annoyed Kraush too.

The fact that Douglakan had gone mad had many dubious aspects to it.

Even knowing this, the Balheims cut off Bianca immediately after Hardenhartz fell apart.

Bianca gently fiddled with a teacup filled with hot tea.

Drink it if you want to.

Hearing this, Bianca slowly shook her head.

I cant drink anything hot. I have a cats tongue, you see.

Is that so?

Kraush, never really caring much about Bianca to begin with, nodded resignedly.

Well, how about this. If I were to regain my emotions, and experience them firsthand, maybe I could figure out which is more painful?

At that moment, it was Bianca who made the eccentric suggestion.

It was a ridiculous proposal.

If you regained your emotions, youd die of sheer anger, biting your tongue.

With that, Kraush warned her, frowning slightly.

It wasnt that he had a particular fondness for her, but it was a minimum warning from an ex-fianc.

But Bianca tilted her head.

Mr. Kraush, you dont care whether I live or die, do you? Were now strangers.

The irritation surged in him instantly, knowing she had deliberately provoked him.

I am simply curious. Which is more painful.

Despite her words, Biancas face remained expressionless.

Tsch.

Hearing this, Kraush raised his hand.

If youre so intent on finding out, then feel free. Experience it.

She was the one who said she wanted to experience it directly, right?

Kraush, with the Black Hood, stole the Snow Doll curse from Bianca.

Since she had offered, he could easily steal her curse without any need for a dial.

But in Kraushs case, the Snow Doll curse he received was nullified by his other curses.

A mid-to-lower-tier curse like that was simply devoured by the many highest-tier curses Kraush possessed.

How does it feel?

Kraush still vividly remembered that day.

And he also recalled that he should have clung to her then.

The world is a cruel place.

After all, that day was when she became the White Ghost.

Aaaagh?!

Cough, ack!

The flying spikes pierced their bodies in an instant.

Their aura protection was not enough to stop them.

Staring blankly at the scene, Kraush saw the open door of the Northern Sea Ice Palace.

He stepped inside and quickly shut the door behind him.

Then, looking around, he saw the interior of the Northern Sea Ice Palace, everything frozen solid.

Kraush felt the chill seeping into his body as he moved forward.

Bianca.

He called her name, but no voice replied.

With no other choice, Kraush moved further inside.

After searching around the Northern Sea Ice Palace for a while, he stopped in front of a room.

The door had been broken down.

Inside was a woman with a sword embedded through her heart, her two legs frozen.

Drip.

A single drop of blood slid down the blade.

Witnessing this, Kraushs eyes slowly widened.

Bianca.

It was none other than Bianca.

Its been a while, Mr. Kraush.

At that moment, Biancas weak voice reached his ears.

Hearing the lack of strength in her voice, Kraush realized that she didnt have much longer.

Why have you ended up like this after running wild until now?

The sword stuck in her chest was familiar to Kraush.

The toxin, heavy and potent on the blade.

That was the poison of the Poison Phoenix, the daughter of the Poison King.

To avenge her father, it seemed she had come from the Empire all the way here.

And it was clear the sword had been stuck there for quite some time.

The poison had spread deep throughout her body, to the point where not even a saintess could reverse it now.

Thats true. Why am I in this state?

Despite regaining her emotions, her face was exceedingly expressionless.

As if she had forgotten how to make expressions.

Kraush bit his lip as he looked at her.

Kraush learned of Biancas circumstances a while after their engagement was annulled.

Thats why he felt a sense of frustration and blurted out to her without thinking.

You shouldve just said so. That it was the Empire and the Poison Kings doing, that your family was innocent.

Bianca clearly knew that it was the work of the Empire and the Poison King even during their disengagement.

However, she did not convey that truth to Kraush.

I wonder if anything wouldve changed if I had said anything.

And at that, Kraush found no words to say.

Speaking out would not have changed anything.

After all, he was nothing more than a leech clinging to the Sky Generation, stealing curses at best.

Kraush lacked any power to change Biancas life.

Bianca slowly let out a chuckle.

Then her eyes began to reminisce about the past.

Now that I think about it, we discussed whether it was more painful to be without emotions or with them.

Bianca brought up the conversation they had three years ago when they were engaged, even as blood trickled from her mouth.

Kraush could feel her vitality almost completely drained.

How about it? Would you like to hear my opinion this time?

This was the end.

This would likely be the last conversation he could have with her.

Go ahead.

Bianca had once saved his life.

Listening to her opinion was the least difficult thing he could do.