73 Chapter 73 (2/2)
”I should be dead. Why?” she spoke this words even as the deluge of power continued to rain upon her form.
There were men and women who wore matching uniforms with unique emblems on their robes that charged at her, wishing to end the life that was hers. But no, how could i treat a faithful slave like that?
All the offences were laid ineffective and feeble against a transparent bubble which shielded Noemi from all harms.
”Look at them, Noemi.” my words were hypnotizing. Barely a whisper at all. But it struck true into the deepest psyche of my beloved servant.
Noemi heeded my words and witnessed the people that delimited her. I could imagine what she could see even from my far vantage.
Anger.
Sorrow.
Will.
And above all, i wanted Noemi to see their desperation.
”What do you see?” my voice muted all sounds. Everything was gone but the words uttered from my lips.
”I see people, young master. They're crying.” Oh, my sweet innocent Noemi. How precious your heart is.
”Why do you think that is?”
”I don't know, young master.” With how chaotic the battlefield was, i doubted any mortal could really determine what was truly happening. Not even her.
Smoke rose in all direction and blinding lights would sway even the senses numb in just a fraction of a second. And to add the deafening rounds of explosions, her answer was definitely most accurate.
She could only see what's in front of her but not all. She failed to witness the evaporated bodies. The mangled parts of innumerable men, women, and yes, even children and the elderly.
A battle between cultivators was akin to a fistfight of blind men. A thrown dagger has no eyes to determine who was friend or foe.
And in the end, mortals, the weak and the wanting, shall all shed tears when giants fight.
”I understand, Noemi. And i know that you also understood the task that i have given. To go forward or go back. You have the power in your hands.” my parting words to my pure innocent Noemi.
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