Volume 1 Chapter 470

Chapter 470: Lolth’s Journey of the Soul

Just in a moment of daze, Lolth snapped back to reality and found herself once again trapped in an illusion.

She was no longer in that library.

A hot sensation surrounded her, the flames’ heat licked her skin, and the wild power of the fire element filled the space, while a faint, burnt smell slowly made its way into her nose.

This was in Lalea’s memory.

A burning wooden house, a helpless little girl, and a young girl crying against the doorframe.

The soft cries and the quiet sound of burning blended together, making the little girl sitting in the flames, who seemed a bit lost and even indifferent, look out of place.

Lalea didn’t seem to notice that Lolth was beside her.

Her beautiful green-blue eyes reflected the firelight, with tears rolling down like shiny crystal beads.

Lolth looked at her and sighed softly.

Though she didn’t know how she got there…

Since she was there, Lolth could not just ignore her.

Meeting as teammates is already a special fate, especially since this little girl, though her words are a bit sharp, is actually very nice.

And very pretty!

Lolth cannot ignore a beautiful woman in trouble.

She sighed and gently patted Lalea’s shoulder.

"Follow me."

Lalea was suddenly startled when she was tapped.

She looked up and saw Lolth standing there.

"Why are you looking at me?" Lolth said, noticing the other person’s eyes, which forgot sadness due to shock. "I’m a succubus… Is it strange that I can enter your memories?"

Lolth said this very confidently.

She knew that the Succubus clan really had such magic.

Of course, she definitely would not.

But Lalea didn’t know that she couldn’t.

When she heard Lolth’s words, Lalea’s face turned red.

"Don’t just jump into someone else’s memories…"

She protested with some dissatisfaction.

But then, looking at the scene in the room, she became a little disheartened.

"Alright, how long did you watch?"

Lalea said with a sigh.

"From start to finish."

Lolth answered seriously.

Hearing this answer, Lalea was taken aback and became even sadder.

"I see…"

She seemed to be a bit numb.

"Am I a little silly?"

Lalea said, pinching the hem of her clothes.

"Yes, it is quite silly," Lolth did not comfort her but agreed, "not only silly, but also a bit pitiful."

As Lolth said this, Lalea became even more downcast.

"It really is like this, isn’t it…"

The girl murmured softly.

"No, don’t misunderstand me, I don’t feel sorry for you because I saw your childhood shadows."

As Lolth said this, she gently took Lalea’s wrist.

"I don’t think there’s anything funny or pitiable about you as a child; although she was a bit unfortunate, she was very admirable…"

"What makes me feel sorry for you is the you now."

As Lolth said this, Lalea was slightly stunned and lost in thought.

"What… did you say?"

She found it difficult to understand Lolth’s words.

"Not everyone has a smooth life from the start," Lolth said, "You might face an unhappy family, be excluded from a group, or you might be born with certain illnesses, or be tricked and hurt…"

At this point, Lolth paused, "How could I find people who experience such things laughable, and why would I think that those who overcome these challenges are to be pitied…?"

"I think the one who is pitiful and laughable is you."

"You are trapped by the struggles of your past and even despise that part of yourself… Princess Lalea, you really are going backward in life."

"At five or six years old, you could cut off the source of your life’s unhappiness, which is an amazing ability."

"But after more than ten years, you feel pain because of something that happened when you were five or six… Of course it’s quite funny."

"However, the source of all this might also be the subtle influences you experienced in South Sotua over these ten years… equating your acts of self-rescue with cruelty and indifference… Don’t deny your instincts."

As Lolth spoke, Lalea lifted her face.

On her tear-stained face, the pain faded just a little bit.

"But in the end… I killed my own mother?"

"First, at that time she was a jerk who wanted to kill you; second, she was your mother."

Lolth roughly interrupted her again.

"Besides, you have felt guilt and pain… If you want to prove you still have morals and humanity, that is enough!"

"What has happened is done… Don’t let the past trap you, especially when the outcome is actually good—you’re still alive, isn’t that enough?"

"Really, if your mom loved you, that would be one thing, but she was such a foolish woman… Ugh, how much love do you really lack!"

Lolth unexpectedly scolded Lalea.

The unusually haughty and sharp-tongued princess of South Sotua shrank her neck a bit from the scolding.

Of course, this was also the strong stance Lolth wanted to take on purpose.

"Alright… let’s face this reality!"

"You really did burn your own mother alive… but so what? If you want to blame someone, blame her for being a terrible person!"

"If that doesn’t work, you can blame it on your father!"

"Who knows, maybe when you were a child you understood it better than you do now!"

Lolth said this as she dragged her across the threshold without a word.

Lalea didn’t have a chance to refuse, as she was already being pulled along.

She had no choice but to step through the wooden door and enter the room filled with flames.

The small girl seemed to notice the two of them and lifted her eyes.

In her green-blue eyes, there was no hint of any emotion.

While Lalea was still lost in her wonderful feelings, Lolth had already started to speak.

"Hey, little Lalea, how… do you feel? Are you feeling scared or regretful right now?"

Little Lalea looked at Lolth and was silent for a moment before she spoke.

"I’m a little scared."

"But I don’t regret it."

"More than that… I’m a bit tired."

She slowly began to speak, looking very tired after feeling confused a moment ago.

She leaned against the wall, hugged the light blanket that she had covered herself with, and slowly closed her beautiful eyes.

The flames continued to burn quietly, and the girl’s breathing gradually became steady; before long, she had fallen into a deep sleep.

Lalea stared blankly at her childhood self.

She was indeed told the truth by the succubus beside her…

Her younger self was surprisingly more insightful than she was now.

"Is that so…"

She slowly began to smile bitterly.