Chapter 962 (2/2)

“Alright then. I wonder how far you can take it, Your Majesty Rhode.”

“This is too much, Lydia.”

At this moment, a deep, stern voice blared and blazing, golden flames erupted all out a sudden, enveloping Lydia completely. Then, a six-winged archangel walked out of the woods, his bright eyes burning in wrath.

“I have tolerated your unscrupulous behavior, but now you’ve gone too far! Lydia, who gave you the right to disclose our secrets to outsiders?!”

“Oh, no. I don’t think it’s a top secret, Your Highness Boulder.”

Lydia retorted, seemingly unaffected by the menacing, burning flames encircling her. She displayed her usual smile and laid her arms by her side when suddenly, two glorious, flashy swords appeared in her hands.

“Concealing the disease will only worsen it and rotten soil will not be purified if it isn’t radiated by the sun… As an archangel, you should understand this logic and yet, you decide to cover up everything caused by your mistakes? What makes you different from a pest hidden underneath the flowers and nibbling away at the leaves?”

“You… How dare you!”

Boulder clutched his sword. He was so furious that flames almost erupted from his eyes.

“You know nothing because you’ve just become an archangel. How dare you object to our approach.”

“Time doesn’t make a difference. I’m also an archangel, isn’t it, Your Highness Boulder?”

Lydia ambled along the scorching flames and looked with a sharp gaze.

“A noble reason isn’t an excuse. As long as I can break out of this predicament, I will search for all the help I can get. I can’t understand the feelings you have for the former dragon soul heir, but this isn’t a reason for you to hurt Her Majesty Lilian. I, as the current Light Dragon’s subject, will do whatever it takes to get Her Majesty Lilian out of the predicament. Don’t forget our duties and identities, Your Highness Boulder.”

“You don’t understand at all…!”

“I don’t need to understand.”

Lydia slashed her swords and the outburst of blade winds split the wall of golden flames in half. She walked out of the encirclement of flames, staring at her companion.

“Spring makes way for autumn. Ripe fruits will fall one day while new sprouts will grow on withered branches. Ignoring the beautiful view and simply immersing oneself in past dreams is acceptable. But it is a behavior of foolish arrogance if one harms the delicate, fragile sprout due to the illusory dreams.”

“Lydia…!”

Boulder’s shaky voice couldn’t conceal his wrath any longer. He raised his sword and pointed it at Lydia who held two swords before her in a criss-cross stance.

“It’s unbearable to look at one in pain from the wound that can’t be healed… Your Highness Boulder… Are you sure that you want to start a battle with me…?”

As Lydia spoke, the scarlet sunset glow suddenly turned into a shapeless, tremendous pressure, diffusing to the surroundings.

“At dusk?”

“This will all end now.”

All of a sudden, someone strode out of the woods and stood between them like a strong, invisible wall.

“This is the Country of Law so please watch yourself, Lydia. We don’t suspect your devotion to Her Majesty. But…”

“The past is not a burden, but a motivation to move forward. Based on this point, I really can’t understand what both of you are thinking.”

Lydia interrupted Serene and withdrew her swords. Then, she looked at Boulder who remained silent.

“Could it be that there is something more important than cherishing the present?”

Lydia shook her head helplessly. She turned around and left, leaving Serene and Boulder gazing at her back in silence.

At the same time, the final ray of sunlight vanished underneath the horizon.