Chapter 100: The Lost Heart

Sylvia was silent for a while, and asked softly, "...... But what if he's not?"

"Then I can only ask him to be a sacrifice for the teacher to return to the throne. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info" Emmanuel's voice was extremely cold.

Sylvia sat down in silence, and she played a small rousing melody. The sound of the piano stopped, and although her face was expressionless, her tone was irrefutable, "I won't let you sacrifice him." ā€

Emmanuel was stunned.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Of course, you have taught him for so long, and I don't expect that day to come. After a long time, he pretended to be relaxed and said, "Don't think too much, I absolutely trust your judgment, and I also think that Charlotte is the real teacher." ā€

"But I don't want to sacrifice Aven and let Charlotte return to the throne and become Lusen. Sylvia sat facing the keys, her expression not visible from Emmanuel's perspective.

Despite being the same emotionless voice as ever, Emmanuel, who knew her temperament well, could feel her determination.

This surprised him immensely, and he kept the motion of holding the virtual city flat, and the eyes of the warrior-like man widened, "Wait!If I heard me right, you mean, you don't want Charlotte to die, nor do you want him to return to the throne?"

"You heard you right. Sylvia turned around and nodded lightly at him, "That's what I meant." ā€

Emmanuel was silent for a long time before he said with a heavy expression, "Sylvia." Ever since I met you more than 3,000 years ago, I couldn't understand your heart. Now your strange choice reminds me of our departed friend Claudine. ā€

He put down the virtual city, and the model of the arcane city turned into a crystal snowflake and merged into the central magic orb.

"You are as unapproachable as a kaolin flower, despite our closeness and our side by side through many storms. But sometimes, your choices can still be confusing. He sighed slightly, "Claudine confided in me more than once, and he said that no matter how much he put his heart to, he could not win your smile and favor, and he would never know what was going on in your heart. ā€

That's why he will eventually reject the immortality you created, and choose to end his life in longing and pain. ā€

Emmanuel turned her head to look at the woman who was as delicate and cold as a flower of cold dew, and her eyes were full of empathetic sorrow.

"Because with a woman he doesn't love, every day he is tormented by pain, remorse, and guilt is a kind of torture for him. ā€

"I don't want to light the fire of the gods, sit on the throne and turn into a cold god, betray my father's faith, and I don't want to endure pain and suffering. Emmanuel lowered his eyes and sighed deeply, "Claudine made his own choice, not perfect, but it was all he could. ā€

"He even ordered that the Clayderman family never learn spells for the sake of you!" Emmanuel said with a sad expression, "and you, before he died, didn't even want to see him." ā€

"What about seeing him? that only makes him feel more miserable, doesn't it?" Sylvia replied with a blank face, "and I don't think he wants me to see his old age." ā€

"Or do you think I should force myself to be with someone I don't like just because he's done so much for me, or do you think Claudien's death is all my fault?"

Sylvia's cold words were like sharp ice bullets, and Zad Emmanuel gasped, "And, do you really want to see me with Claudien?"

Emmanuel was speechless.

"You may think my choice was too cold, but it was the best choice for me. Sylvia uttered terrible words without emotion. "He thinks that magic is the source of all misfortune, and that Clayderman owes me a lot. Neither you nor I can reverse his perception. ā€

"So, that's the real reason why you didn't see him, and the real reason why you're making the decision now?" Emmanuel frowned, "In the bottom of your heart, you've always resented Lu Sien, right?"

"What a terrible accusation. Sylvia pointed to her cold and beautiful cheeks, "Do you think I can hate it? If I really resent Lu Sien, then the war of annihilation will be another ending." ā€

Emmanuel closed his eyes wearily, "I'm sorry, I lost my words. So, what made you so determined?"

Claudine was right about one thing. Sylvia sat down in the piano chair and gently played a few syllables on the keys, "The source of all misfortune lies with Lu Sien. ā€

"Arrogant, arrogant, ignorant, ignorant,......" she said, a note popped up on the keys, "and now I'm going to put a stop on everything." ā€

Emmanuel's chest heaved as he paced in front of the jade steps, irritable as a mad lion.

After a long time, he pointed at Sylvia, "You're crazy! Twenty years ago, we joined forces to enter the Endless Corridor of Time and Space to rescue the teacher's frail soul from the virtual memory cage he had constructed himself!

"My injuries haven't healed yet!and you!" he slapped the magic ball in annoyance, and as he moved, a violent vibration rang out from the entire arcane city, "I've been trapped in the endless corridor for 12 years!"

"But now, you're telling me that you don't want Charlotte to return to the Plane Throne! What are our years of hard work? What are the thousands of years of hard work we've had to find the teacher's whereabouts? Do you think it's just a kid's boring game?"

"Are you done?"

In response to Emmanuel's outburst, Sylvia responded only coldly.

The tall king breathed as he saw Sylvia turn and walk towards the stone gate.

"Wait! Sylvia!" Emmanuel held out his hand regretfully, "I'm sorry for what I just said, I was so impulsive. I know, after all, you've been teaching Charlotte for so long, and it's cruel to make you make such a choice. ā€

"If you don't mind......" he paused, "how about I teach Charlotte from this day forward?"

The tall king was pleading, but Sylvia stopped and turned around, her eyes cold as frost, "Don't think." I'm here not only to ask for news about Edwin, but also to explain to you my choice. Emmanuel, you know, my decision never changes. ā€

Emmanuel was speechless. It took him a long time before his beard trembled, and he asked his question, "What if I have to meddle in all this?"

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ I'm sorry. Sylvia lowered her eyes slightly, and she turned around indifferently, "But don't force me to be your enemy." ā€

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ I don't understand, aren't you always right Sylvia! Why did you become so stupid! You know how much sacrifice and effort we have put into this, and you know how much we have put in to achieve it, but when you see success in sight, why do you want to deny our efforts for 3,000 years!"

Emmanuel roared angrily.

"We have been friends for three thousand years, and I don't understand why you have made such a stupid and heartless choice! Have you ever thought about how uncomfortable I am? I am even more sad than Claudine! At least you have not told him that you will not hesitate to be his enemy!"

Emmanuel gripped the magic ball in pain, his voice low and weak, "Sylvia, you don't understand people's hearts......"

"yes, I don't understand the human heart. ā€

Sylvia paused, turned her head and smiled coldly.

The smile was like a flower blooming in the cold wind, cold but gorgeous.

It was a wonderful scenery that Emmanuel had never seen in his life.

He shuddered, pointing to the smiling Flower of the Wind.

"But I'll understand. Sylvia stretched out her slender five fingers and clenched it tightly, "I will take my lost heart back from Lusen!"

"What he owes me, Charlotte will pay!"