Chapter 1977 Who could they be?

Chapter 1977 Who could they be?

"Not only did he refine such a pill, he actually refined two of them, then casually gave one to his daughter after proclaiming that the Sprite Alliance would be under the control of Luna Sacharro and the Sacharro Clan from now on!"

"What did you just say?"

Before the instigator could continue his soliloquy, a small figure flashed before him. The weaker of the two beauties had moved without the stronger of the two.

"Hm?" The instigator tilted his giant head. "What do you want to know little human girl?" You'll discover the inception of this content at n0v@lbin★

"That name, what did you say his name was?"

"Oh, his name?" The giant blinked, thinking for a bit. He seemed to have forgotten before his eyes flashed with remembrance. "Ah, that's right. His name was Dyon Sacharro. Though, I don't think the Nephilim Elders take him very seriously, or else they would have added him to the Seats of Honor..."

The beauty froze as though she had been struck. In fact, the stronger beauty was also frozen in place.

Who could they be if not Jade and Rose?

Jade didn't know how to respond, but this was even more so for Rose who had a deep hatred for Dyon.

She could never understand why her master sacrificed so much for him, even to the point of death, especially when Dyon never did anything for her.

Of course, these thoughts were only Rose's conjectures. Jade never told Dyon the whole truth for fear his body wasn't strong enough to withstand it, so how could she tell these same truths to Rose? Even though the impact on her would be lesser due to the fact those timeline related matters weren't directly linked to her, the danger would still very much be there.

In truth, Rose didn't initially hate Dyon. When she first met him, even though she was nothing but a 12 year old servant girl – considering her status as Jade's disciple was hidden back then – he treated her well.

The pent-up resentment in her chest festered and clawed through her heart, unwilling to let her go.

This younger version of her master simply wasn't her master... Even though she should have felt better knowing that Jade lived on in some form, she couldn't bring herself to...

This Jade was still young, immature, emotional... She was nothing like the calm, steady, confident master she knew... The woman who seemed to have the world in the palm in her hand...

How could she replace her master?!

To say that Rose was blinded was correct.

The Jade Dyon first met was also confident and steady, her witty banter was no less profound than his own. However, this immature and emotional Jade was also her. Even though her memories from that day had been sealed, the lingering effects in her subconscious remained.

Wasn't the elder Jade also emotional on the day she passed away? But Rose simply didn't see this... She chose to accept the evidence that suited her narrative and ignored everything else.

It was no surprise then that instead of accepting Dyon's feats and realizing he was worthy of her master's praise, her gaze instead turned cold.

"Jade. Let's go."

"Master...!" Jade obviously wanted to hear more, she felt that the giant had left out many details for the sake of keeping things entertaining. But seeing the cold look in her master's eyes, she could help but feel suffocated.

'Just why does she hate Dyon so much...'

Jade was grateful to Rose, but Dyon's position in her heart would always be higher. Quite frankly, she was getting very tired of her master's resentment toward him.