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47At first, I had thought that it was all just a dream—holding hands with Knight, conversations with him as if we had just met, and the faint trickle of emotions rushing in between us. It became clear to me months ago that I was in love with him, despite our little to no interaction, which greatly perplexed me first of all. I thought I'd be less attached to him as long as I avoided him, but it became the opposite, instead my feelings intensified. His minute acts of goodwill definitely sparked something inside me. Between my constant denial and avoidance, I didn't know that I was spending time thinking about him a lot.In the recent days, I found myself with nothing to occupy my time. There were moments, particularly at night, when the cold permeated the entire temple where we resided. I had a strong desire to engage in training and alleviate my body through physical exercises, but Knight didn't support that idea. He insisted it was best for me to fully recover. According to him, my e

49I desired to delve further, continuing my interrogation of Teresa, but she appeared to be in a rush. It was as if someone had communicated with her through a mind link. During our brief conversation, her eyes widened in alarm. She hastily gathered the stack of clothes and linens in her arms, giving me a nod as a farewell gesture. I didn't have the chance to smile at her before she vanished in the blink of an eye.As I slumped against my bed's wooden frame, I couldn't help but do a quick assessment of the current situation. It had been a month since the roaming beasts incidents, and as time passed by, the numbers grew gradually and exponentially. The Western kingdom wasn't fairing well either. Based on her stories, I could say that the situation might've eased since the rogue attacks, but for other regions, perhaps not.Despite my bubbling worries, I still had to think about myself. They were not my responsibility at all...I should keep that in mind before doing another stunt that p

51.1 It made my day slightly better, especially when I told her of my passion. Before I traversed my way back into my room and read about the West, I had a decent amount of time thinking about this. Thinking about my plans...and how we were going through this agonizing cycle of revenge, hatred, and lies. I thought that if I happened to act upon my emotions, and to equally level the battlefield, I thought I'd become the winner. Turns out, there are no winners. They could succeed at hurting me, they could succeed in stealing the one thing I was proud of—this inherent ability of mine, and they could be stronger than they already were, but the loser will always want more power. The losing side will never find contentment. And the winners could only move forward. Though it was nice pretending for a while. Perhaps this sundown, I will finally tell Knight that I like him, and no, there will be no lies this time. It would contain my raw emotions, and I knew I was bound to get hurt now, an

52That was the moment I considered myself utterly useless.Panic and chaos reigned as people frantically fled the fire that had erupted at the festival. It appeared that the fireworks tent had been set ablaze, although the cause remained unclear, apart from speculations that someone might have accidentally knocked over a torch. However, to me, that didn't seem to be the case. I couldn't explain why, but my intuition tingled with uncertainty. Struggling to keep pace with the surging crowd as they rushed toward the hilltop, I managed to steal a glimpse of the flames consuming what had once been a merry and joyous carnival. My cheeks flushed with an orange hue, reflecting the fiery inferno that now engulfed the area.I felt a gentle touch on my shoulder, and when I turned to look, I saw Knight gazing at me. The disappointment in his eyes was unmistakable, but it wasn't of the negative sort. I surmised he had hoped for a more perfect date than what had transpired, but the circumstances h

54Screams of people, blood skimming across the ground, and arrows raining above me. Everything felt like the end of the world, but it wasn't. Quivering, I instantly gasped, as I fully awoke from my nightmare. My back aches in response to my minute movement, it seems that I slept with my muscles tensed and though it was nothing compared to the pain during my ritual, the mental trauma was something I couldn't shake off that easily. The room I was in was dark and lonely, however, a big window from my right provided just the needed light to see who I had for the company. To my horror, a shirtless Knight was silently cleaning the blood off his sword, no let me rephrase, Lorraine's sword. His broad shoulders and pack of abs were hard to miss, but more importantly, what he did was overwhelming enough to send anyone trembling. "You've finally woken," His eyes were steely and devoid of any emotions. The man I thought was of pure honor slowly crumbled right before me. "W-what happened?" My