“Sister… do you think Granny Anxin will…” After returning home, Hanya did not remove her armor first.
Instead, with a worried look on her face, she spoke softly to Xueyi, who was equally silent beside her.
“Don’t worry.
Granny Anxin will be fine.
With the Sacrosanct protecting her, she’ll surely be able to hold on until the Underworld Emissaries arrive.” Xueyi rubbed Hanya’s head and spoke softly under the gaze of those gray eyes.
She knew what Hanya was thinking at this moment.
The sisters’ hearts were linked.
What Hanya was thinking was also exactly what she herself was thinking.
Over the past fifty years, Granny Anxin had taken meticulous care of the two sisters, from helping them settle into their new home to leading them around Luofu so they could familiarize themselves with it.
If not for Granny Anxin, the two sisters would have had no idea how many obstacles they would have run into on Luofu.
And now, after only fifty years, Granny Anxin was about to leave them… “That’s right… With the Sacrosanct’s blessing, Granny Anxin definitely won’t be in trouble…” Upon hearing the word Sacrosanct, Hanya’s heart could not help but feel a little more at ease.
“Sister, do you still remember back then, when we were ordered by the general to secretly keep an eye on the Sacrosanct from behind the scenes?” As she recalled that memory from the past, Hanya lowered her head slightly and gently stroked the helmet in her hands.
In that memory, beneath the blue sky that had accompanied the two sisters as they grew up, Lord of Extinction lay leisurely on a ridge between the wheat fields, while the two of them were like field mice hiding off to the side and secretly peeking out, thinking they had hidden themselves very well.
Little did they know… the Sacrosanct had discovered them long ago.
He simply couldn’t be bothered to fuss over it with them.
“That’s right… That was the first time we met the Sacrosanct.
Back then, everyone thought the Sacrosanct was a ferocious god like Ruin Author, so they were on guard against him everywhere.” Hearing this, Xueyi pulled Hanya over to sit at the table and recalled the scene from back then together with her.
“I still remember that at the time, you asked me why we didn’t arrest the Sacrosanct… Thinking about it now, Hanya was a little silly back then.” As she spoke, Xueyi lightly tapped Hanya between the brows, her red eyes full of laughter.
“Sister!” The moment she heard such an embarrassing matter, Hanya’s cheeks instantly flushed, and her bright gray eyes glared fiercely at her own sister.
“Hehe~ But at that time, that was actually what I was thinking too…” Gently taking her younger sister into her arms, Xueyi felt as though they had returned to that wheat field in Cangcheng from back then… For some reason, even after fifty long years, their encounter with that True Lord of Destruction had once again become exceptionally clear.
“At that time, I was thinking that since this person threatened Cangcheng’s safety, we should just arrest him and throw him in prison.
But the Cloud Knights act under orders and cannot act on their own, so back then, I could only suppress the confusion in my heart while bringing out my aura as an older sister to comfort you…” At this thought, Xueyi’s eyes were filled with tenderness.
“Thinking about it now, we really were so silly and naive back then…” “Yeah…” Leaning in Xueyi’s arms, Hanya murmured softly.
The sky gradually darkened.
The two sisters sat quietly together like that until evening before finally parting to do their own things.
But tonight, neither of them chose to sleep.
Xueyi wiped down her sword and armor, while Hanya picked up her brush and continued creating her “works.” Some were calligraphy copies, while others were portraits… In that silent late night, the two sisters constantly paid attention to the movements outside the room, afraid that in the next moment, the roar of that “abomination” would come from the neighboring courtyard.
The next day, the two rose in the morning, put on their armor, and carried out their daily patrol mission as usual.
As soon as they walked out the door, they discovered two judges from the Ten-Lords Commission supporting Granny Anxin and helping her board a skiff.
“This is…” Looking at the judges who had arrived even earlier than expected, Hanya and Xueyi exchanged a glance, both seeing the helplessness in each other’s eyes.
They had not expected… this farewell to come so quickly.
“Is that… Xueyi and Hanya?” Sensing the newcomers to the side, Granny Anxin, whose eyes were tightly closed as she was gently supported in the middle by the two judges, spoke softly.
“It’s us, Granny Anxin.
Are you going to…” Looking at Granny Anxin, whose eyes were already closed, Xueyi’s heart tightened.
“Don’t worry about me, you two silly children.
I’m only going on ahead to see my family.” As if she had heard the sadness in Xueyi’s heart, Granny Anxin shook her head slightly, then smiled.
“After I leave, I’ll have to trouble you sisters to take good care of this house.” “My lords… it’s getting late.
We should set off!” After taking the initiative to say goodbye to the two sisters, Granny Anxin nodded to the two judges beside her.
Then, with their support, she boarded the skiff used exclusively by the Ten-Lords Commission.
“Goodbye… Granny Anxin…” Looking at the departing skiff, Xueyi and Hanya only felt an emptiness in their hearts.
Even in her final moments, she had been unable to open her eyes and look at them one more time… because as long as she opened her eyes, the scene would stir her emotions, and endless memories would come one after another.
“Mara-Struck…” Only after the skiff disappeared from their sight did Hanya slowly lower her head and softly mutter that most terrifying “curse” to Xianzhou Natives.
“Let’s go… We should go on patrol.” Xueyi gently patted Hanya’s back and did not say any comforting words.
At this moment… silence was the best choice.
But without them realizing it, a seed had already been planted in the sisters’ hearts… … “Hiss… Strange.
These memories… where did they come from?” In a certain Memetic Space, Miss Riel, who had been about to go find several of her “Cremator” friends and try to have them help deal with her own problem, was currently holding her forehead and digesting the memories that had suddenly surged into her mind.
These memories were incomplete, extremely fragmented, and every segment looked very strange.
Someone laughed beneath wheat fields and a blue sky.
Someone held a dear friend and wailed.
Someone protected a flower bud within a broken world.
Someone sang loudly among the stars… “Could it be… that this is the power of [Destruction] causing trouble again?” Riel could not make heads or tails of it, but those memories that had appeared out of thin air were truly bizarre.
It made her involuntarily speed up once more, urgently wanting to have those “friends” of hers help remove her “memories.” Finally, she arrived at the place where the Cremators most liked to gather, and with a ball of scorching-hot memories in hand, she directly opened that “door.” Ten minutes later… “…” “Um…” “No!
Don’t come over!
Quick!
Notify the others in the Garden of Recollection!
A Lord Ravager has charged into the Garden of Recollection’s interior!!!” The Cremators screamed miserably, trying to get away from the pink-haired girl who was scratching her head and looked harmless to humans and animals.
“Don’t come over here!!!” Riel: “…” ★ ★ ★ T/N: If you spot mistranslation, do tell me.
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