Chapter 202 (2/2)

Life should not be like this, it should be more colorful. It's like the clear wind blowing through the hills, the leaves clattering in the sun, and the colorful kites flying all over the sky.

Maybe I'm doomed to let those people down. I'm not what they expected.

She doesn't want to completely follow the system's task and become a puppet under her control. She doesn't want to go to their fields according to the arrangement of those witches. Sometimes she doesn't even want to play multiple identities, because it's dishonest to everyone.

Lacey is only her pseudonym. She is not the orthodox lady of the Caritas chamber of Commerce, nor the profound sage that people expect, nor the witch that people fear and fear.

She's not Lorraine, not Rochelle, not Lacey, just a silver haired girl who yearns for a peaceful and leisurely life.

This is her only essence after stripping all the things imposed on her by the outside world.

She will walk in the world with kindness and curiosity, give some people kind help, and make the world a better place, but she will not be bound by her temporary kindness. If someone tried to force her to do something she didn't like, she would lift the table on her own.

Because the life she longed for was like the wind, free and unrestrained, like the clear sky. This is not only her character, but also the origin of her talent.

After thinking about something, Lorraine Hill sat by the windowsill, tapping the windowsill slowly with his fingers and humming the music in his memory.

[to be so strong is something I never thought of in my life]

....

[find what you once had]

[now I'm alone]

[head up]

[no matter how violent]

[wind and rain stop me on the road, I will not give up]

.....

[don't let me live your way, I refuse]

Just as Lorraine hill was singing, the bedroom door opened, and she turned her hair back.

”Lorraine? I haven't slept yet“

”Well, I'm thinking“

”That's rare. What do you think? Will Lorraine have trouble, too?” She asked curiously.

”Yes, but now I understand.”

”What is it?”

”Do what you like and don't do what you don't like.”

”Aha, isn't that natural?”

”Yes, but sometimes I forget such a simple truth.”

System task? I will do it, but I will also try to find out what your purpose is and the truth of my rebirth. If I am not satisfied, I don't mind tearing you up. With the improvement of sequence level, Lorraine hill has been able to vaguely feel the existence of the system, since it can be perceived, there is the possibility of destruction.