Chapter 247 247: The Origin of the Witch

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Chapter 247 Chapter 247: The Origin of the Witch

"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."

'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.