Chapter 260

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Chapter 260: She Has Already Tried Her Best Against the Evil God

"Hmm? Waste hero, what are you doing here?"

Rin paused for a moment and then quickened his pace to reach her.

Emilia turned her gaze from the moon on the sea to Rin, nodded a few times, and finally rested her eyes on her sister.

As soon as Sarah saw her sister, she was too shy to move forward, looking down at her toes.

Rin stood next to the waste hero and cleared his throat, "Sarah, come here. Didn’t you say you wanted to give Emilia something? She is right here."

"I… forgot…"

Sarah hesitated for a long time but finally gathered her courage to bring the small bag from behind her to the front, slowly moving to Emilia.

"Courage… Miss Hero, this is a gift from Sarah to you."

Waste hero took the bag, glanced inside at the Blue Star Snail, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly. Although she didn’t smile fully, it was clear she was very happy.

"Thank you." Emilia held the bag tightly and added, "Call me sister."

"That’s not allowed. People in the village, and all the important figures, say we should call you an adult."

"Sarah, call me sister, don’t worry about them."

Sarah’s eyes widened, round and bright, and something gradually built up in her eyes until they sparkled.

She nodded vigorously, "Sister!"

The distance and barriers suddenly faded away a lot; after all, they were sisters who had lived together, blood is thicker than water.

Sarah was still young and didn’t really understand the adults’ respect for her sister; she only did as everyone taught her.

In her little heart, she always hoped to be closer to her sister.

But her sister didn’t like to talk and was distant from everyone, so Sarah didn’t know how to get close.

It turned out that all I needed to do was gather my courage and give my sister a small gift!

Sarah thought happily, her eyes could not help but smile like a crescent moon.

Emilia, on the other hand, kept fiddling with the seashell in her little bag, lost in thought.

The atmosphere between the two sisters became much better.

"Splash!"

The waves crashed on the shore again, bringing the chilly sea breeze to the island.

"Hey, why are you just standing there, especially you, little Sarah? You gave your gift, now hurry home," Rin urged impatiently.

The waste hero finally understood and nodded, "We are going back."

The two of them, one on each side, surrounded Sarah as they walked home.

All the way, the little girl occasionally stared at her sister and brother-in-law, laughing to herself.

When they reached the front of the house, Rin opened the gate and led Sarah inside.

Emilia did not come in; instead, she stood outside in the yard, looking up at the sky.

Rin wanted to call out to her, but thinking about how his aunt and uncle were still resting in the bedroom, he decided against it. He made a shushing gesture to Sarah and waved his hand to tell her to go in.

Once Sarah obediently entered the inner room, Rin closed the door and walked over to the waste hero.

"Hey, silly cat, why are you standing outside instead of coming in?"

As he leaned over to whisper in the waste hero’s ear, he was grabbed by the hand and pulled away.

"Where are we going?"

"There’s a place I want to go."

Hearing this, Rin stopped struggling and held hands with the waste hero on the small path of the fishing village.

She led Rin to a giant evergreen broadleaf tree on the east side of the fishing village before finally stopping.

Rin looked up at the broadleaf tree whose name he did not know.

This tree must be at least a thousand years old; even five or six people together might not be able to wrap their arms around it.

The trunk split into two sections as it grew taller, and the wide leaves layered over each other, making the already large treetop look like a big cloud.

While Rin was observing the treetop, the waste hero took out her special hook for bothering Rin, expertly swung it, and let go of a rope that securely hooked onto a sturdy tree branch.

Before long, the waste hero climbed up the rope to where the tree trunk forked, eagerly resting her head and staring at Rin.

"After finally fixing your habit of climbing everywhere, you’re starting again."

Rin grumbled in annoyance, tugged at the rope to make sure it was sturdy, and then carefully climbed up the trunk with the help of the rope.

The strengthened body didn’t use much effort, and when he got up, the waste hero didn’t take back the hook but just sat down.

This fork in the path was wide and stretched out flat, forming a sizable platform, big enough for two people to curl up and sleep together.

Thinking of this, Rin glanced down with some worry.

If the silly cat really planned to sleep here, a fall from this height could create a hole in its head; a concussion would be the least of its worries.

"Here, when I was young, I often hid."

The waste hero hugged her knees, gazing far away with empty eyes, looking a bit lonely.

Rin thought for a moment, then sat down as well. He looked around and, after confirming it wasn’t so easy to fall, he quietly felt relieved.

Once he sat down, the waste hero shifted a little, pressed against him, and snuggled into Rin’s embrace.

Rin wrapped his arms around the waste hero’s shoulders and looked out, discovering that the view here was really nice.

The leaves above were thick, creating a big green cover, but there was a large vertical gap below that did not block the view ahead and upward.

"Actually, I think your dad really cares about you; he just might not know how to show it," Rin said honestly.

The waste hero had no reaction, only mumbling two unclear words in a small voice that sounded like a dream.

"Maybe."

"Silly, what does ‘maybe’ mean?"

"After a long time, you just lose the feeling."

As the person who understood Emilia best, Rin thought for a moment and realized what she meant.

Even if a parent still loves their child, long periods of distance and no communication can make the child forget their admiration and lessen their longing.

If Rin put himself in her shoes, he would also find it hard to hold onto any hope that his parents might still care.

He was silent for a moment and said slowly, "At least Sarah, I still look up to you like an older sister."

"Hmm, meow."

The waste hero felt a little better and rubbed against Rin’s shoulder, saying, "Actually, a few years ago, there was a time when I was very jealous of her for taking away all of my family."

"Later, I didn’t care anymore, but I just didn’t know how to get along."

"She is still too young."

"Until just now, I suddenly understood how it feels to be an older sister."

Rin unconsciously repeated, "How it feels to be an older sister? Is that so…?"

He suddenly thought of his own sister.

Not Yuki, but the one who stays at home all day, the lazy girl Lin Wuyue.

What does she feel as an older sister? And how does she see herself?

No! Does she really think she has the right to be a sister?

No family has a sister who constantly bothers or hurts her brother, right?

Using someone else’s toothpaste and toothbrush, sneaking into bed at night if she forgets to lock the door, and looking at those dirty magazines called "little yellow books."

Even though Rin once didn’t know what the "little yellow books" were that she mentioned, and he couldn’t tell anything from the completely blurred cover (which was actually a shield from a dark power), he never opened one to look inside.

But when he saw Lin Wuyue with it, drooling and laughing in a really creepy and disgusting way…

That guy even said they couldn’t let Mom and Dad know; it couldn’t be anything good, could it?

And that last super strange dream.

That guy actually took the chance to do some crazy things!

Forget it, she really doesn’t want to know how her older sister feels; it probably isn’t good for her mental health.

Rin thought about his problems while listening to the waste hero talk softly about her childhood.

It was rare for the waste hero to say so much and to be so clear that people could understand; Rin didn’t interrupt but gently brushed her long hair.

It wasn’t until she said she was tired that she didn’t know how to continue speaking.

"But, none of those things matter anymore."

When the last sentence ended, the atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

The two cuddled together, gazing at the night sky.

This was a night of stars rarely seen in Gualarrap.

The twinkling stars filled the sky, weaving the night into a watery curtain.

A cool breeze passed through the sometimes bright, sometimes pale moon, crossed over the sometimes quiet, sometimes rolling sea, and danced among the twinkling stars.

The leaves rustled softly, their shadows flickering and casting patterns on the faces of the young boy and girl.

A distant sound of an organ floated in the air, creating a beautiful melody with the swaying leaves.

"An organ?"

Rin, admiring the night, suddenly woke up, looked around suspiciously, and listened carefully.

It’s so late, where is the sound of the organ coming from?

The music seemed to come from far away, so it was very soft, but also felt close, making it clear.

"It’s coming from the tree."

Emilia explained, "This tree is very old, and it holds the memories of this little island."

"Hmm? Do you mean that this tree has memories and can show the sounds it has heard?"

Seeing the waste hero nod, Rin, although very curious about how this works, calmed down and continued to lean together, enjoying the rare moment of peace.

Actually, Emilia did not say everything.

The legend of the Memory Tree was passed down from the old man to each generation.

But the people in the village did not really believe it because they could not hear the tree’s voice.

Only she could hear it.

Emilia felt there must be some special reason for this, but she did not know what it was.

Now that she found out Rin could hear it too, she thought that knowing the special reason was no longer important, as long as he was like her.

The moon rose higher, and the stars changed places; the gentle sound of the piano remained the same, as if telling a story like a love poem.

…

Lin Wuyue now wishes she could escape her body.

As her awareness became clear and she no longer needed sleep to connect with her soul, she began to understand her current situation a little better.

First, her soul is now trapped in a very mismatched shell.

And this shell, until now, hasn’t been able to move at all.

She doesn’t need to breathe, drink water, eat, or do anything to keep her body healthy.

There is something strange in her heart, but since it hasn’t started, Lin Wuyue can’t sense what it is in her body.

She can’t fully control this body; only her thoughts are still active.

If she had to make a comparison, it would be like… being pinned down by a ghost.

The only things that could move now were her brain and her eyes.

But it was completely dark here, with no light at all, and since she had lost the power of the evil god, she couldn’t even see in the dark, so she couldn’t tell exactly where she was.

She could only guess that she was most likely in some ancient ruins or tomb buried deep underground, far from the sunlight.

In such days, a normal person would go crazy in a short time.

But Lin Wuyue was different; she had experience.

After she awakened and hurt her brother during a rampage, she was taken to the god’s "little black room," where she meditated alone for a full two months.

It was then that she started to create stories in her mind all by herself, without any tools, and then she would watch them play out like a slideshow in her head for her own amusement, even without the power of the evil god.

…to put it simply, it was like daydreaming to the point of seeing illusions.

The difference from a mental patient was that she could control it freely.

"Sigh… I really miss my brother."

Letting out a sigh for what felt like the thousandth time, Lin Wuyue was so lonely that she had to find something to entertain herself.

"What kind of show should I make today? Let me think… A proud and arrogant pure-blood mage and his equally pure-blood noble sister enter a magic school together, spreading their love and hope in every corner of the school, leaving traces of forbidden magic behind, and accidentally getting discovered by the school, forcing them to run away together…"

"Hmm, this sounds good. In the library scene, students are reading on one side of the bookshelf, while the brother and sister are on the other side, trying hard to keep quiet while conducting a magic experiment, as water elements gather on the ground to form a strange magical potion."

"And here, the students go on a field trip, rowing boats on the lake in pairs, but on the brother and sister’s boat, only the sister’s happy, flushed face can be seen, while the brother is nowhere to be found."

Because the brother is the boat, carrying the sister gently on the water.

"Also, here, the students taught dark magic are required to spend a day in the pitch-black darkness, feeling the absence of light."

While others either focused on the experience or panicked, no one noticed that in the darkness, two things came together, so unkindly.

Having successfully written a scene and played it in her head, Lin Wuyue was very excited, but soon her body couldn’t move at all, and she gradually fell silent.

"Come on, Lin Wuyue! You are the leader of our group of evil gods! How can you be down because of such a small issue?"

If you hang in there for a little while longer, you will see your brother soon!

When that time comes, we can go through all the stories and experiments with him!

"Let’s do it all at once!"

That’s right, she has always had a strong feeling that she will soon see her brother with her own eyes.

It could be tomorrow or the day after, but it definitely won’t be more than a month.

I just hope that her current body isn’t something like a mummy sealed in a pyramid for a thousand years.

It would be best if it still had some normal bodily functions.