Fallen Chronicles

Nova's actions puzzled Suthia.

"Nova, what are you doing...?"

"I'm writing down what you just said. I'll make some changes, so if my past is also revealed to master by Zero, I'll have something to say and won't be at a loss for words," the Dragoness answered.

Suthia: "Heh?!!"

The nun's eyebrows twitched slightly as she watched Nova furiously writing, recording her own confessions to her lord. Trying to keep a smile, she said:

"I think that's unnecessary. I was just joking. Before you met master, Sister Nova certainly weren't as bad as me! Even if Zero reveals it, it's no big deal!"

"No, no, no, Thia, do you remember what your last sentence was?"

Seeing the Dragoness shake her head like a bobblehead, Suthia tentatively said, "My parents said there are many good people in the world?"

"No, a bit further back."

"Even the bad people are turned into good ones by Lord Ashen?"

"Yes, that's the one."

Finally, the Dragoness finished transcribing Suthia's love words. She closed the notebook, carefully tucked it into her bosom, and pointed at herself towards the little nun.

"The past me was probably what you described, a bad person turned good by master. Really, thank you, Thia. Without you, I wouldn't know what to say when the time comes. Don't worry, I'm not like you humans, I'll have the courage to speak in front of master. Your sentences won't be wasted."

Looking at Nova's sincere and grateful face,

Suthia: ( ◜◡༎ຶ)

Forcing a smile, Suthia quickly bid farewell to Nova, making up an excuse that she had some other matters to attend to. Without waiting for Nova to ask her to stay, she immediately left the room.

As soon as she returned to her own room, Suthia's eyes flickered red.

With a wave of her hand, the power of holy light surged, and Suthia quickly contacted her holy kingdom's church through the cross on her chest.

In the communicating holy light, the figure of Maria, the Archpriestess of Light Bringers, appeared.

"Maria, do me a favor. Find a Dream Terminal and send it to the Sealed City."

"Dream Terminal... But, your Holiness, since the Mechanical Alliance shut down the external Dream Network a hundred years ago, Dream Terminals can no longer be used outside the Mechanical Alliance, even if we find one..."

"No problem, I'm just preparing in advance. This way, as soon as it's connected, I'll be the first to log in. So it has to be quick, this is a holy order!"contemporary romance

Hearing her goddess' words, Maria, a devout follower, immediately became serious. Besides nodding, she also thoughtfully added, "Understood your Holiness. Additionally, I'll label it as 'household goods' when sending it, so the Dragon Nation and the Empress won't know."

"Thank you for your hard work!"

"Defending the glory of my Goddess and the victory of her is also the victory of us believers."

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-Dream Zero-

After the little girl in front of him announced her name as "Artius" Renji understood everything. It also explained why he always felt a sense of familiarity with this little girl.

'So...'

'Is this Suthia in Zero's "dream"?'

'And also'

'One of the five great Miasma Master who destroyed this world, the Witch?'

Artius was the name Suthia had before she became his eclipse.

In Renji's impression, actions like smearing others were more likely done by Lena. Zero's character wouldn't do such things. The original maid should belong to the same category as Nova, or even more rational and straightforward.

But if Zero also has such dreams, there's only one possibility.

Looking at the little girl 'Suthia' in front of him now seemed to hint at something.

This might be what he didn't know, the experiences of Suthia before she met him.

The parents left all their possessions to the little girl, pretending to tell her to go first, and that they would catch up soon. In reality, they probably used their bodies to attract monsters in the opposite direction, just to buy time for their daughter to escape.

After running a long way, the little girl stopped to wait for her parents. But after waiting a long time, she courageously stopped the passing refugees, only to end up being deceived of her parents' possessions.

However, the little girl didn't know this. She thought the refugees who took her possessions were genuinely helping to find her parents. So, after waiting a long time without their return, hungry, she stopped a second group of refugees.

'That is...'

'What just happened.'

"Thia, no, Artius, have you ever thought that they are all deceiving you? Your efforts are not rewarded at all. They are just using you."

"Big brother, my parents said that when we only think of rewards, we can never become good people."

Looking at the little girl who, despite being lost in the wilderness and covered in mud, still had a pair of sincere and clear eyes, Renji found himself unable to refute.

It's that simple.

If the original Suthia wasn't a person like this, wasn't of such a naive and innocent character, how could my poor little settlement ever convince a "Disaster" level Eclipse to willingly stay and accompany me through the hardest times of pioneering?

And moreover, to have an unwavering fondness for me, regardless of how she was treated.

Back then, I was not the Emperor. I was just a player who had just entered the game, a small village chief with only a dozen or so commoners, without power or background, barely significant in the settlement.

"You're right, Artius, but what brother wants to tell you is that we should not only not expect rewards but also consider our efforts. When our efforts exceed our capabilities, even to the point of harming us, we should stop. Understand?"

"Like now, you've just become an Eclipse. Before you can master your powers, don't overuse them. So, let brother handle healing the injured villagers."

"Remember, Artius, if you get hurt, your parents will be heartbroken, and so will I."

"I understand, big brother. Artius won't overuse her healing powers to keep brother from worrying!"

"Pinky promise!?"

"Pinky promise!"

After clasping hands with Artius, Renji, disregarding the surprised expressions of the villagers behind him, continued forward, carrying the little girl.

But soon after.

As Renji expected.

Now, he might just be a passerby in the story, an observer of the dream, unable to change the story itself.

Just like the previous two times, after advancing for a quarter of an hour, the little girl in his arms suddenly disappeared.

In her place

Lay a little girl on the ground ahead, unconscious from exhaustion due to overusing her powers.

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