Monster Luna Writes Her Own Destiny のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 61 - チャプター 70

The world did not move immediately. Thalia's voice still echoed in the air, piercing my heart like an arrow that could not be pulled back. Tavien, Nyra, and I stood in a whirlpool of confusion we had not anticipated. Our breath mingled with blood and dust. But more painful than all the wounds I felt on my body was the feeling of betrayal that stabbed me in the chest.Tavien growled softly but did not move forward. Nyra looked at me, waiting for a signal. But I couldn’t give her anything.All the battles we’d fought. All the wounds she’d witnessed firsthand. All the laughter she’d brought. Was it all fake? Was everything just a mask tightly affixed to a face that had always seemed so pure and sincere?Those thoughts swirled at a painful speed. Time and again, memories of Thalia’s small laughter with me, her seriousness during training, her steadfastness when I reached out to her—all flashed like waves eroding the steadfastness of my heart.

"Did she say anything?" I asked softly, flipping through the pages of the report I hadn't had time to sign yet.  Tavien stood not far from the desk, his face still marked by fatigue. Behind him, the window reflected a pale light, illuminating part of his hair, which was tousled by the morning breeze.“Not much,” Tavien finally replied. “But she didn’t mention a single name. Not who their leader is, not the exact location of their base, and not their objectives either.”  I pressed my temples, trying to quell the faint throbbing that was beginning to form there. “Then what did she say?”  “We’ve launched a high-level investigation, but she only spoke a few sentences. She said she was indeed a spy. From the very beginning, from the day her parents died.”  My heart sank. I might understand the pain of losing a beloved parent in a sense of injustice, but not for others. To them, Thalia was just a spy and a traitor.

The overcast sky hung low as we walked down the main corridor of the palace toward the front courtyard. The soft creaking of the wheelchair wheels on the stone floor blended with Nyra's footsteps and the quiet patter of my shoes. I walked beside Mira, occasionally glancing at the white-haired girl sitting quietly with a thin blanket draped over her lap. Her face looked fresher, though it still bore the marks of wounds and fatigue.“Luna Lyara, thank you for allowing me to meet them. No, actually, even just not immediately expelling white witches like me is more than enough. Because the black wizards commit so many crimes, we who are of the same race but different beliefs sometimes face prejudice,” Mira said softly, breaking the silence.“If someone spills black ink on paper, it doesn’t mean the entire paper becomes black. It’s only right that I treat someone on the same side with kindness,” I replied, turning my head. “You are the key witness to everythin

The flash of light from the shattering crystal slowly faded, but the silence that followed echoed louder than the thunderous boom that had shaken the meeting room. No one dared to speak. All eyes were fixed on Alpha Aric, standing tall in the center of the room, his body enveloped in an aura that was not only powerful... but ancient.Suddenly, from the remaining light, a large black wolf appeared, its body towering and its fur shimmering with an obsidian glow. The creature darted through the air, then entered Alpha Aric's body without a sound. Instantly, Aric's eyes blazed brightly—an orange hue so fiery it resembled embers in the dark of night.A gust of wind erupted from his body, sweeping across every corner of the room. Robes fluttered, hair disheveled, and small objects on the table trembled violently. The sky outside suddenly darkened, thunder roared, and the atmosphere grew thick, as if marking the birth of something far greater than ordinary power

The scent of wet leaves and freshly rain-soaked earth from just a few minutes ago permeates my sense of smell. Among the rows of carved marble tombstones, my footsteps sound soft as I follow the path leading to the place where memories of the past are buried alongside lifeless bodies.My lips are tightly sealed as my heart beats faster than usual. Alpha King walks beside me in silence. His grip isn't too tight, but it's enough to make me feel strong.Before us, three tombstones stood side by side. In the center was Thalia’s tombstone. To her right and left were the graves of her parents—whose bodies had been believed lost all this time, but were finally found and moved here.I knelt slowly, touching the cold surface of Thalia’s tombstone. Silence enveloped us for a moment, except for the soft chirping of birds from behind the old trees.“Thalia…” I said softly, my voice hoarse from emotions I had suppressed for too long. “You h