Cecilia lay quietly on the bed, like a sleeping beauty.

Her hair had completely turned a bright red color, as if dyed with blood.

She didn't attend Ron's funeral, and since the Divine Fall, Cecilia has been completely overdrawn and in a state of slumber, and even now, she has not woken up.

Virgil arranged for two nuns to be on his side to take care of ...... This was probably the highest status of Cecilia in the church.

After all, she only serves nuns, and in the Church of the Dawn, she belongs to the most despised existence...... Even if his status has improved after following Ron's side, it is definitely not enough to let other nuns take care of him.

Cecilia's body is undergoing subtle changes, her face, mainly the position of the corners of her eyes, is obliquely tilted to both sides, and gradually breeds scarlet, like tree branches, making that originally innocent little face inexplicably have some eerie weirdness, like a witch and a demon girl-like charm.

Her injuries have fully healed.

The aura on his body has also become stronger and stronger.

Right next to them, the two nuns who took care of Cecilia had a strange feeling for some reason, and the blood in their bodies seemed to be boiling and restless.

Suddenly, her eyelashes began to tremble.

In the next moment, his eyes opened.

The scarlet eyes have a strange charm, as beautiful as rubies.

The other side!

Irelia is in a strange space.

It was a city, but it was bigger, taller, and more empty than any Irelia had ever seen.

It was like a Colosseum that had never been seen before.

Magnificent, majestic!

Irelia didn't know exactly what this place was, and the awakening of her body, the surging magic power, couldn't get Irelia's attention.

She didn't care about any chants anymore.

She wanted something stronger, one that allowed her to destroy everything, not just a weak auxiliary.

No matter what the cost.

Once, Irelia chose to flee in front of the button in the library, but this time, she didn't hesitate, the moment she pressed the button, her body, her consciousness, had already appeared in this special space.

It is surrounded by towering walls, like a huge cage.

In front of me, there was a staircase, a staircase that I didn't know how high it was, and I didn't know where it led.

Irelia took a deep breath, and without much hesitation, she lifted her slender right leg and stepped up the rotten stairs.

One step, two steps, one layer, two layers......

Irelia didn't know exactly how much time had passed, but here she couldn't feel the passage of time at all, and under the afterglow of the setting sun, there were some fiery red skies in the sky, and there was no change from beginning to end, as if this was a space where time was completely frozen.

She seems to have climbed very high.

Inadvertently looking down, Irelia only felt a fainting in her brain, her body shook slightly, and she almost fell directly.

That's a few kilometers at a height, isn't it?

The unprecedented intensity of vertigo made Irelia retract her gaze suddenly, she looked up and looked up, her eyes flickered slightly, and she still couldn't see her head at all, here, it didn't seem to be the slightest difference from the ground.

Her throat squirmed slightly, and Irelia felt her throat feel a little dry, her slightly pale tongue moistened her lips slightly, and Irelia continued to crawl upwards.

A gust of wind blew.

High in the air, the wind is strong.

The entire ladder seemed to be shaking in the gale.

Irelia felt unsteady on her feet, and her body fell down the side of the narrow ladder.

Thousands of meters high, completely uncontrolled free fall, a strong sense of weightlessness, bringing indescribable fear.

Just when Irelia thought she was going to be thrown to death, her spirit shook. Looking down, the dusty ground under her feet, and the ladder in front of her, which she didn't know where it led, returned to the starting point, as if it had just been a long, I don't know how many days and nights had passed, just her own dream.

Just on the side of the ladder, there is an extra door.

Irelia knew that by pushing open the door, she would be able to leave the eerie space.

Taking a deep breath, Irelia lifted her foot again and stepped onto the steps in front of her.

Once, twice, three times......

One hundred, two hundred, three hundred......

Irelia didn't know exactly how many times she had tried, and each time she reached a certain level, there would be some more special trials.

Sometimes, it's a fierce wind that blows you off the ladder.

Sometimes, it's the snow and ice that makes it difficult to get a foothold.

Sometimes, it's a thunderbolt......

With each failure, there will be an extra door in the empty walls, as if to remind Irelia, give up, just pass through this door, you can leave from here, you can escape from this torturous dream.

Irelia gasped.

She felt tired.

Mental exhaustion.

She was chasing great power, but the ladder with no end in sight was like an ethereal dream, no matter how beautiful it looked, it was always difficult to touch.

The torment of constant failure, the pain of disappointment, the despair of not seeing the end, almost filled Irelia's soul, and she couldn't even tell what was real and what was false.

If you want to break free from this torture, it's very simple, just take a step to the side, just twist the door next to you.

It's that simple.

Squeak!

A strange voice rang in Irelia's ears.

Before Irelia didn't even touch it, the door opened on its own.

Outside, there is the Morol Cathedral.

In the church, the nuns are walking around, the bright sunlight casts shadows, the emerald green plants are swaying in the breeze, and the statue of the goddess of dawn is emitting a hazy and soft light, looking at the world with kindness and pity.

What a beautiful picture.

Everything is the same as before.

Squeak!

Behind him, another door opened.

Irelia's heart fluttered, and she even saw the familiar figure beckoning to her on the other side of the door, as if she could pounce on the familiar and warm embrace just by passing through the door.

He even had a small child in his arms, was that her and his child?

This is the life Irelia has always dreamed of.

There was a hint of obsession on her face, and her little hand couldn't help but reach for the other side of the door.

But just as Irelia was about to stretch out her fingertips, the scenes that had happened were played out in front of her eyes again, and the scarlet heart burned Irelia's eyes.

Her body shook suddenly, and she looked at the door again, still with that wonderful and mesmerizing image, and Irelia's eyes flashed with reluctance, and then she resolutely turned around and stepped onto the cold steps again.

She's going to have to be strong enough.

If Ron had fallen into the abyss.

Then she will turn the abyss upside down.

If Ron was gone.

Then she would reunite Ron's soul.

If Ron had disappeared completely, she would have to change her terrible fate even if she had reversed time and gone back in time.

With this insistence, Irelia moved forward slowly but unusually firmly, the cold wind could not shake the delicate body, only the long silver hair fluttering in the void.

The snow and ice could not stagnate Irelia's steps, only allowing her to leave footprints on the steps.

Invisible coercion, descending from the void, bent Irelia's waist, but could not stop trembling legs.

Looking back, the huge and empty city below has long been flooded with dense doors.

Thousand? Ten thousand?

Or is it more?

Irelia smiled slightly, and once again raised her head as she stepped up the final step.

The pressure that had been enveloping his body suddenly dissipated.

Irelia sat uncontrollably on the floor, gasping for breath before she looked around.

Her location is a platform.

On the platform was a small altar compared to the giant city and the ladder.

On the altar, there was only a thick book with a yellowed cover.

Irelia's throat squirmed slightly, supporting her extremely tired body, and she walked to the altar, her fingers touching the hair cover, a little frosted.

The smell of decay and decay is seeping through the book.

Twilight Books!

The Witch of Twilight!

……

The news of the disaster in Larnaca will eventually spread uncontrollably.

For some, nothing is more important than the death of one of them.

Some people breathed a sigh of relief because of Ron's death, such as the three divine envoys, and their secrets finally did not have to worry about being revealed.

Of course, I hope this guy didn't tell the news to others before he died.

There are also people who are unwilling, such as Apu. Lawn. Montgomery, Ron died so easily, how could he accept this, he wanted to kill that guy with his own hands.

The thought of the humiliation he had suffered in front of Ron made Apu tremble, and this anger and resentment never had a chance to vent out.

There are also people who are ecstatic, such as Gray Andre...... But at the thought of the debt he owed for 500,000 gold coins, the excitement in Gray Andre's heart suddenly vanished.

Christian, who had just suppressed the seal, his face was still a little pale, and when he walked out of the deepest part of the headquarters of the Goddess of Dawn, the figure of Diana the Forsaken had already appeared beside Christian, leaning into the ear of the Great Holy Maiden, whispering quietly.

In an instant, the body of the Great Sage Maiden shook suddenly, her already pale cheeks could no longer see any blood, and her heart was as if it had been hollowed out, empty and uncomfortable.

Delores, who had just returned to her room after a banquet with the nobles, saw the information sent by the female warrior hesitantly, and the potion used to cure the hangover in her hand fell to the ground with a clatter, shattering to pieces.

Agnes, who had left the royal city and was on her way to the Dragon's Nest, heard about the disaster in Larnaca from a passing merchant.

For the first time, a strange expression appeared on the face of the former seventh princess.

The mysterious captain once said that her fate has long been entangled with Ron, but before she saw that Ron, he died?

Is the mysterious Mr. Captain mistaken?

Or is Mr. Captain losing out in a game with some being?

Just when Agnes was puzzled, familiar threads appeared in front of her.

Agnes sighed a little helplessly, then opened her arms and let the threads wrap around her soft body.

Chapter 2 is delivered.

(End of chapter)