Hate me, Miss Witch!-Chapter 520 - 244: I Will Make You Remember My Name for Eternity

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These are all the information about Shiayar collected by Su Lun through various channels.

Some are from the Holy Knights of the Dawn Church, while others are from the intelligence channels Su Lun secretly controls.

In the screen manifested within the light curtain, there are texts, pictures, and even exact images captured by observers using Image Capture Crystals.

And Su Lun just gazes at that azure light curtain in mid-air blankly.

The handsome silhouette of the youth is reflected in those beautiful eyes.

Light and shadow flicker, yet seem so unattainable.

"If in the Image Capture Crystal, the one you guard behind you—"

"were me..."

"That would be wonderful."

The soft murmurs of the Dawn Saintess fade into the night wind blowing over the Summer Flower Cathedral, unheard by anyone.

Ding—

A crisp metal alert pulls Su Lun back from her entranced state to reality.

She gently raises her eyes to glance at her arms, at the Transmission Crystal emitting a dazzling red light.

The next moment.

"Finally, it's coming."

In the beautiful eyes of the Dawn Saintess, all the flickering confusion, unease, and the unique timidity of a girl vanish at that instant.

Calming the ripples of yearning.

Using immense, unimaginable willpower to seal away all the emotions and bewilderment within.

Replaced only by determination.

It was the intelligence transmitted back by the Mechanical Messenger secretly placed by Su Lun within the extraordinary organization "Golden Dawn."

And the lighting of this signal.

Signifies that the matter Su Lun had been waiting for a long time is finally about to happen.

Leaving that youth's side.

Even her best, and perhaps only friend Enola...had deemed her a traitor who abandoned Shiayar for better prospects due to Su Lun not accompanying Shiayar to the Empire Capital, but instead entering the Sacred Court alone, changing her attitude to quite cold towards her.

For ten full years, the letters Su Lun wrote to Enola never received a reply from that close friend.

No matter how she collected information about the youth through intelligence channels, through Mechanical Apostles and Scouts, she could only silently watch his expressions on the screen.

Only in occasional leisure moments, could she briefly hear his voice through the Transmission Magic Conductor.

Even that long-awaited reunion in Knowledge City Lokiya, was only a fleeting, short-lived warmth that lasted a few days.

All of this—

is not because Su Lun is so enamored by the identity and status of the Dawn Saintess.

The fact is even exactly the opposite.

As a Saintess, surrounded by the Holy See and believers, seemingly glamorous.

But, to Su Lun, such days that are radiant in outsiders' eyes, showered with flowers, applause, cheers, and glory along the way...

are actually far less memorable to her than the time back in Knowledge City Lokiya, living with Shiayar, three people squeezing into a small, old, and cheap rented house.

Poverty, hardship.

Yet fulfilling and satisfying.

And the reason Su Lun stayed here...

During countless starless, dark nights, at the break of midnight dreams, using immense willpower to suppress the yearning for Shiayar, and the impulse to immediately go meet him.

was all for waiting for this moment to arrive.

"Maybe, it's just my own assumption, baseless conjecture."

"Everything I've done, maybe means nothing to you."

"After all, you're always so composed, so indifferent, no matter what kind of risk, you have long been in control of it secretly."

"Even if something happened outside of your expectations, I think you could certainly handle it calmly and safely."

"But, I must do this."

Su Lun gently raises her hand, giving one last glance at the small picture frame on the shelf behind.

Next to the frame is an old and simple little bear doll, which seems somewhat out of place with the luxurious decorations of the Dawn Church surroundings.

In that narrow, rough, slightly worn picture frame.

Two young girls gaze at the camera curiously, making a V-shaped gesture, smiling brightly.

At the back of the photo, the handsome boy is caught between the two, smiling somewhat helplessly.

That's a photo of Su Lun and Enola, and Shiayar.

Recorded using Imaging Magic by Little Death, the Bone Demon under Shiayar's mysterious Golden Elf teacher.

And the slightly bald bear doll was the birthday gift Shiayar gave to Su Lun...

Su Lun picks up the small picture frame and slightly bald toy bear from the shelf, carefully placing them in her arms.

Then, accompanied by crisp mechanical operation sounds.

Everything in the residence exclusive to the Dawn Saintess, whether those novels written by Shiayar Egutt, or those image screens about Shiayar, and the moveable dolls resembling the youth's appearance.

were neatly packed away in the crisp operation sound of the mechanism, eventually stored in the small sub-dimension controlled by Su Lun herself.

These are Su Lun's collections.

Things she is unwilling to share with anyone, treasures only she can monopolize in the heart of a girl.

Uncertain if she would be able to return to this room after leaving this time, Su Lun simply took all these things she did not want anyone else to know about with her.

As those collections disappeared into the fissures of the sub-dimension.

The last trace of timidity in Su Lun's pupils vanished without a trace.

Only the final, unspoken words drift in the evening breeze that blows over the Summer Flower Cathedral.

"I know...in your heart, maybe I can never compare to Ennie's position."

"So—"

"Only like this."

"Can I make you, remember my name forever."