After work, start to speedrun the other world-Chapter 389 - 143: The Hero Resolved to Fall_2

"..." The white-haired Lolita looked up at the sound and saw a woman who bore a striking resemblance to her own countenance, showering her with a tender maternal smile.

"She is your mother," Xi Mu whispered into the crystal-clear ears of the white-haired Lolita, "she came all the way from Hell to see you."

"Mother?" The white-haired Lolita’s expression shifted from perplexity to surprise, then to panic. She hurriedly dismounted from Ahtal, gently gathered her hair at her ears, restoring the elegance and composure befitting a princess.

"There’s no need to maintain the façade of a princess in front of me." The white-haired matron smiled gently, squatting down to wipe the Lolita’s cheeks, "No wonder such a hero as Ahtal would venture into Hell for you, my daughter is truly beautiful indeed."

The white-haired Lolita felt somewhat at a loss, unsure of how to interact with her mother. Instinctively, she looked toward Ahtal, only to see him and the White Dragon King walking side by side toward the distance, obviously intending to leave space for her to spend time with her mother.

...

...

Elsewhere.

Behind the hillside.

"Aren’t you happy to see your late wife’s spirit?" Xi Mu, glancing sideways, asked the White Dragon King who stood by, "Why do you look so awkward and constrained?"

"I need to set an example for the Dragon Clan’s birth rate," the White Dragon King spoke subtly, explaining under Ahtal’s scrutinous gaze, "Shortly after Ijelica died, I remarried, and now my youngest son is about to... be born."

Xi Mu fell silent for a moment before asking:

"So, what are you planning to do?"

"I respect my current wife," the White Dragon King answered calmly, "there is no future between a living dragon and a dead one."

He turned.

"Ahtal, I’ll leave it to you to bring Evelyn back after this," he said as his body turned into light and vanished on the spot.

It was quite normal for him, as a divine consort, to remarry after his wife’s death, but who would have thought that someone would actually be able to bring out the soul of his deceased wife.

This left him utterly dumbfounded.

...

...

Some time later.

"The White Dragon King had to leave urgently," Xi Mu looked towards the approaching mother and daughter, his voice calm as he explained, "It seems a very serious situation has arisen."

"Is that so." Ijelica kept her smile, leading the white-haired Lolita to Ahtal’s side, solemnly grasping the hands of Ahtal and her daughter, drawing the two of them together.

She stepped back a few paces, observing the pair.

"A world-renowned great hero and the Dragon Clan’s most beloved little princess, quite a suitable match indeed."

"Then I’m afraid you’ll be disappointed," Xi Mu shook his head, "I am in fact a follower of the Witch of Death, a bona fide cultist, not the great hero everyone sees, not as suitable as you imagine."

"Then please, be the villain who carries off the princess," Ijelica said, lifting her hand to her chest, "If you can descend into Hell for the princess, why can’t the princess forsake her title for you?"

Xi Mu did not respond, but he felt his palm being grasped firmly. Turning to look at the white-haired Lolita, he noticed her head bowed, her fair neck flushed with redness, yet the grip on his wrist was tightening.

"Of course, this is a matter for you young people to decide for yourselves," Ijelica suddenly changed her tone, "I’m just making a mother’s position clear."

"Let’s wait until Evelyn grows up a bit more," Xi Mu chuckled lightly, handing the cage that imprisoned the soul to Evelyn, then walked off into the distance, "I’m going to check if Suna has woken up. Evelyn, you should start integrating your soul."

"His appeal to women is really a bit too strong," Ijelica watched Ahtal’s retreating figure, seeing the slanting sunrays cast upon his silver armor, emanating an utterly reliable aura yet also a sense of unattainability.

As Ahtal’s teammate, one naturally felt extremely reassured, but taking the relationship a step further would bring about despair instead.

A knight both noble and strong, yet acknowledged by the gods as capable of becoming a demon’s existence, was simply not someone ordinary people could grasp.

Even though Evelyn’s identity was that of the Dragon Clan’s princess.

But after careful consideration, one would find a despair-inducing difference between them, unless Evelyn could reach the heights of a Witch.

Otherwise, she would find it difficult to stand alongside Ahtal as an equal.

"Daughter, you’ve truly fallen for a troublesome man," she murmured softly, lifting her hand to ruffle the white-haired Lolita’s head. "But he’s already charged through Hell for you, it would be hard not to be moved by that."

If one were to put themselves in her shoes, if a man braved perils and ventured through Hell for a beautiful girl, to retrieve your soul against all odds.

Who could refuse that?

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...

And on the other side.

"Awake?" Xi Mu sat down, watching Suna who sat on the rock, and pulled out a bottle of water, "Need to rehydrate?"

"Is her matter settled?" Suna took the water, gazing at Ahtal for a moment, "I don’t even know whether to take my life now."

"Even if you die now, the Creation Witch cannot be sealed," Xi Mu replied with a smile, "The God of Hell has become the anchor for the Creation Witch’s return."

Suna fell silent, then softly said, "You will no longer be the great hero, but a cultist who stormed into Hell and unleashed the Creation Witch."

By now, Ahtal had committed unforgivable sins, and afterwards, Ahtal would certainly transform from hero in people’s eyes to a cultist beguiled by the Witch.

Xi Mu, however, was very calm:

"I will soon do something quite excessive, and even without it, I couldn’t maintain the status of a hero."

"Something quite excessive?" Suna showed a puzzled look; she couldn’t imagine what excessive thing Ahtal could possibly do.

"Play a game with the whole world," Xi Mu replied, "It’s an unavoidable game, they have to play whether they want to or not."

He revealed his secret

"It’s the ritual for me to become a demon."

"Even if I tried to persuade you, it would be useless, right?" Suna sighed, and seeing Ahtal nod, she knew this man had set foot on a path that was difficult for her to cross.

"The next time we meet, you’ll be a demon, right?"

Xi Mu answered, "Right."

How did it come to this.

Suna pondered. She wasn’t surprised by Ahtal’s choice; after all, as a genius, becoming a demon seemed natural for him.

But Ahtal, wishing to become a demon, would inevitably stand on the opposing side to her. The next time they met.

Maybe it would be the time when she had to use the return from death to oppose Ahtal. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"..."

"..."

The slanting sun cast its light, reflecting on both of them, stretching their shadows very long, yet without any intersection, despite the two sitting very close.

After a while.

"I should leave," Suna pursed her lips, meeting Ahtal’s gaze, "Next time, no... I hope there isn’t a next time."

If she were to meet Ahtal again, perhaps he would have already become a demon, an existence standing against all gods.

It wouldn’t be possible to get along as they were now.

"Stay at the Church of Destiny headquarters, and don’t come out again," Xi Mu’s fingers rubbed a ring, summoning a little mare.

"Partner, help me send Suna away."

"..." The little mare scraped the ground with her hooves, eyeing the somewhat odd atmosphere between the two, not knowing what had happened.

Suna silently mounted the horse, and after bidding farewell to Ahtal, she rode away toward the horizon.

And at that moment.

"Lord Ahetar, your servants have come to escort you," Shark Girl Kaschte arrived with a group of followers from the Church of Death, who knelt before Ahtal.

In response, Xi Mu did not answer immediately, turning his head towards the approaching white-haired mother and daughter, smiling warmly: "Should I send you back to the Dragon Kingdom, or kidnap you to the Church of Death?"

Ijelica inquired, "Is there a difference?"

"If you mother and daughter wish to spend more time together, then allow us to kidnap you to the Church of Death," Xi Mu explained, "Otherwise, Hell’s Apostles will come to seize Ijelica’s soul back to Hell."

"Then please kidnap us, mother and daughter," Ijelica decided and, holding her daughter’s hand, came to Ahtal’s side.

Hell’s Apostles naturally sought to retrieve escaped souls, but if those souls were captured by the Church of Death.

Then Hell’s Apostles wouldn’t bother them so easily.