--Cyric’s Perspective

If only they were all dead ......

First, it's that bunch of fat pigs who only hold on to their condescension.

Second, it's the bunch of self-absorbed losers.

The last, I myself who easily believed in the world.

Just leave those people who are beautiful, kind, innocent, like Nalisa ......

In order to achieve this, I first oppressed Fae's existence like I am crazy, then forced my only sibling to become my own enemy, and finally, in this war, let those people die at all costs ......

I ...... am a really bad person ......

Tasia, do you even want someone like me to live?

You know, at the time you gave those words to me, my dreams, my goals, my ideals, all shattered as hollow and vain as you said.

But ...... it is over.

After that two battle like miracles, my ending is already predetermined.

I gently sip the red wine around me and silently feel the tremors of this building.

Noiad beside me fearfully alerted me-

"My lord, the rebels are coming."

The rebels ......

Honestly, I am the so-called rebel who is against "everyone".

I stood up and pushed open the heavy curtain in front of me.

--Under the window, so many people.

"There he is!"

A withered orc tilted his head, then pointed his fingers at me.

"Kill him!"

"......"

This feeling of being blamed by everyone is very fresh for me.

Then again, the power of those two outsiders could really reach this level ......

Making this team, whose discipline is scattered and fights only with blind faith, truly became the warriors fighting for freedom.

The result of that speech? ......

The one at the front of this army is my own son.

The early morning sun reflected a holy glow on his face.

"Noiad," I wave my hand toward my back, "See, does he look like me when I was young?"

"...... My lord."

Wave after wave of sound continued to emanate from the crowd beneath.

"My Lord, the guards ......"

"You should run too."

"Eh ......?"

He fell to his knees in dismay, and couldn’t look at me straight in the face.

"We're the only ones left in this tower now, aren't we?"

"......"

"Run."

I gave him my final instruction and drained the wine.

Nah, Nalisa, Tasia ...... could you see now.

I quieted my mind and felt the slight trembling of this tall tower.

It signaled the collapse of this era when it collapsed.

Nah, I finally did it.

The Elysis we have been waiting for so long will be reborn in this light -

But now, it's my turn

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-- Molly Ann's perspective

The next morning, we stepped into the gates of the inner city of Elysis as scheduled, and marched all the way to the front of the magic tower where Cyric is located.

Looking up from the ground, the lofty and tall magic tower was devastated and littered with burned black marks.

...... ahem, I do not know who did it, let alone why ......

On the highest level of that tower which is still remained, a curtain slowly opened.

It is our greatest enemy on this trip, Cyric.

The crowd instantly became noisy.

Sicya appeased the noisy crowd and looked up to see his father jumping from the tower, landing straight on the ground with dust.

Cyric didn't look at his son more than once, but bowed towards Emile -

"Please let it begin."

"......"

Sicya pulled away from Emile and me and made the same gesture -

"Miss Emile, please ...... let it begin."