Vol 2 Chapter 9 (2/2)

Occasionally she would say things like “I’m so tired,” and “My bones are exhausted.” These complaints that didn’t have much meaning for a ghost.

I had never believed that saving Scampelier at that moment was the right thing to do.

At that time, I had merely “come to a realization.”

There was nothing right about me. The people that had sacrificed themselves was for my own justice, for my mere satisfaction.

Every time I see Elan carefully hide her eyes red from tears, I feel the guilt. They hoped for me to continue living while still waiting for Zhai He. They even more vigilantly hid their feelings and showed their smiles to me every day.

I should not live.

From birth, I was a disaster. From birth, I was a danger. From birth, I brought ruin.

If I had no blood or tears from birth, from birth I was just a wild wind that swept everything away.

But, I would only feel sad for myself.

Every person of the three hundred expedition regiment members that died could have killed a thousand demons a year.

Up until now, Scampelier had killed twelve thousand. This number will only grow bigger.

Because the First Division of the Expedition Regiment crumbled on the Disaster of the Three Hundred, the territory of man shrunk and countless towns and cities descended into ruins.

No one should have to pay that kind of price.

So what I did was purely sin.

——I pierce through the crowds. The whole city next to me like a paper cut-out.

——In the dark night, I raise my head, hoping for dawn. Every moment I crawl through the mortal world, I hope for peace.

——I pay homage to the splendid Venus in the night sky. Someone hears the bow string snap.

——If I come from the still breeze and quiet waves tomorrow, I will send my feelings in this world.

——The voice is so soft.

I muttered the love letter I had written to Ailee and turned into a weapon shop in the city.

<script>