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Feiye held a tray and stared blankly at Ailberna.
Before leaving, Peletti had told her to behave and wait for her, and Feiye had taken that to heart.
There was always an inexplicable uneasiness in Feiye’s heart.
She recalled the day Qingcheng had parted from her.
Back then, Qingcheng had said the same thing—that she would be back very soon.
But in the end, in Feiye’s memories, Qingcheng never returned.
She was afraid.
Afraid that Peletti would meet the same fate.
Yet Peletti’s promise did not seem fake, and she also believed that no matter what, Josuna would never harm Peletti.
Then why did her chest feel so painful?
Fear, unease, and worry spread within her heart.
Only now, when Ailberna instructed her subordinates to take down the business sign and tidy up the café, did Feiye ask this, seeing that it looked like they were closing.
“Yes.
There are some matters this afternoon, so we can only do this.
If you want to go somewhere, just go ahead.
Don’t worry about Peletti—she’ll probably be back this afternoon.
Oh right, do you have any money on you?
Probably not… I’ll give you some.”
Without waiting for a response, Ailberna stuffed several gold coins into Feiye’s hand.
She did not want this little one to see through her real intentions.
After spending these past two days together, she had discovered that this short witch was far stronger than Peletti.
Yet for some reason, she had an extremely high degree of trust in whatever Peletti said and carried it out with full commitment.
In Ailberna’s eyes, such a relationship was practically that of master and servant.
Feiye looked at the gold coins in her hand and knew that Ailberna was merely brushing her off.
In the end, the only one she truly cared about was Peletti.
What Ailberna was thinking did not matter to her at all.
But the words “don’t worry about Peletti” were like a needle, stabbing deeply into her heart.
‘I’m going to find Big Sister.’
Feiye put on her coat and rushed out the door without even taking off her maid outfit.
“Miss, shouldn’t we stop her?”
“No need.
Do your own work.”
Feiye ran the entire way.
The cathedral here was very conspicuous.
With just a little sensing, one could know where it was.
Big Sister must be there.
“Whose child is this, don’t you know how to watch the road?”
“So rude, you ran into someone and didn’t even apologize?!”
“Sorry, sorry…”
Suddenly, Feiye sensed an extremely familiar presence, fresh like morning dew.
This kind of scent was absolutely impossible for humans to have.
Nor could it belong to any witch.
Feiye turned her head and looked at the girl behind her, golden hair flowing loose, hurrying to leave this place.
She stopped in her tracks, and in an instant, countless shadows filled her purple eyes.
“Why… are you here.”
Feiye’s voice was like a demon’s whisper, heavily striking Olivia.
The blonde girl’s hurried steps paused slightly, then sped up even more as she tried to leave.
At this moment, Olivia could only pray that Feiye had not noticed her and that she would be given time to escape.
Why, why was Feiye here?!
Olivia remembered that in her previous life, when Qingcheng became a witch, it had been Caroline who came alone.
Thus, in Olivia’s plan, encountering Caroline would not have been unexpected.
But Feiye was truly beyond her expectations.
Moreover, this seemed to be the Feiye she knew.
But why had she returned?
No, shouldn’t the only one who had been reborn be herself?
Why would Feiye also be reborn?
Olivia had been careless.
She had never even considered the possibility that Feiye might be reborn.
In her understanding, only the God of Decay could accomplish something like rebirth.
How could Feiye, who had nothing to do with the God of Decay, possibly retain memories of her previous life?
Yes, it must be like that.
Perhaps she wasn’t talking about her at all?
Now, all Olivia could do was run.
She knew very well that her strength was absolutely no match for Feiye.
This thought shattered the instant her head slammed into some unknown hard substance.
Feiye truly was the Feiye she knew.
She had come to take revenge on her.
And the moment they met, she had already deployed her domain, giving her not even the slightest chance to escape.
“I ask you, Olivia, what right do you have to appear here?!”
Feiye’s face showed no expression at all.
Her entire body seemed to be submerged in darkness.
Her pitch-black eyes were terrifyingly hollow, like black holes swallowing all the light in the world.
“Feiye, calm down—”
Before she could finish speaking, Feiye had already appeared in front of her.
A hand surging with black sludge pierced straight through Olivia’s body.
The warm palm, wrapped in body heat, plunged into her chest cavity.
When it touched the beating heart, a numb, itchy spasm of pain exploded from her chest, more unbearable than sharp agony, as if countless fine needles were stabbing into her heart.
Bright liquid immediately poured out, flowing along the gaps between the fingers.
In no time, it soaked her clothes until they felt heavy, and even when she lowered her head, she could see bloody foam spilling from the corner of her mouth.
“So you really do remember.”
There was not the slightest trace of emotion in her voice, and the elf’s beating heart was within reach.
Feiye could not be bothered to listen to Olivia’s defense.
She did not deserve to speak.
This woman had always been skilled at uttering bewitching words, deceiving Qingcheng and deceiving her as well.
What she wanted to know was only whether Olivia had been reborn.
There were only two possibilities.
Whether she would harm Peletti.
Reborn—die.
If not, leave something behind and let her go.
That was all.
What Olivia wanted to do was utterly pointless to her.
“Feiye, you?!!”
When Caroline broke into Feiye’s domain, Feiye had already withdrawn her hand, allowing Olivia to collapse weakly onto the ground and be swallowed by the surrounding darkness.
Caroline had realized something was wrong the moment she sensed the fluctuation of dark-element power.
She had rushed over at top speed, yet was still a step too late.
There was no time to argue with Feiye.
If Olivia were truly devoured, the problem would be enormous.
Caroline grabbed Olivia’s hand and dragged her out of the mire of darkness.
At this moment, Olivia’s eyes were dull and lifeless, as still as death itself.
Caroline let out a breath of relief.
Compared to other elements, dark-element power had far weaker explosive force.
As long as one was not devoured, it was basically possible to save them.
Olivia’s current state was merely that her consciousness had sunk into silence, in addition to having a hole stabbed through her chest.
There was still hope.
Golden liquid condensed in Caroline’s hand and covered Olivia’s wound.
In only a short moment, the injury healed as if it had never existed, and light returned to her eyes.
But Feiye behind her was not in such good shape.
Her gaze was like ice, the gloom growing heavier and heavier until it finally turned into deathly red.
“Tell me, are you really Caroline?”
“What nonsense are you saying?
If I’m not Caroline, who else could I be?
It’s you who’s gone mad.
This is the elf princess.
If something happens to her, the elven royal family will not let witches off.”
“Heh…”
“The Caroline Cecilvia in my memory was the leader of the human revolutionary army who feared not even the blood clan, the founder of living alchemy, and the pioneer of forbidden magic.”
“How could someone like that be afraid of mere elves?”
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