The assumption that Karlsas was right beside her actually made her feel more at ease.
A voice deep in her heart, which she had been suppressing, rejoiced at the thought that the system had not completely eliminated the off-track Demon King; he still existed.
Naily’s gaze slid to the youth’s back. There could be no better opportunity than now. As long as he falls asleep, and she raises her knife, with just one strike, everything could end.
But if she was wrong… what if he was just an unlucky magician? Did she really have the resolve to kill indiscriminately rather than let anyone go?
The sky was unusually clear, as if one could reach out and touch the cool celestial river, grab those flickering stars, and read the future from their trajectories.
Naily tilted her head back, her breathing becoming unsteady. She dared not inquire further into herself: Moreover, even if Karl was Karlsas, could she bring herself to act?
Starting over from zero, Naily gave herself no chance to organize her emotions. What she saw after holding that key was complex and intense; she wasn’t sure how to approach these memories. She had loved Karlsas enough to become a half-demon and was willing to die for him; but she also hated Karlsas for his obsession, coldness, and selfishness. Her hatred was vivid enough to make her tremble, yet she couldn’t conclude whether she still harbored any love for Karlsas.
Furthermore, Naily carried a heavy guilt.
She hated herself for getting involved with the Demon King on a whim; regretted that she could have stopped many times but only sank deeper; she felt profound remorse for the unintended destruction caused to innocent people. But in the deepest part of her heart, she was not entirely wavering about her unequivocal choice; she felt apologetic to Karlsas.
She had indeed pushed him to the extreme; she was equally culpable.
If she had to choose again, Naily was unsure if she could choose the world once more.
And now… Naily stole another glance at the figure by the fire, her heartbeat involuntarily quickening because of this familiar silhouette. Even in a second life with no knowledge, she would still be drawn to him. Let alone now, with all memories restored? How would she interact with this magician in their future adventures?
