Chapter 75 Part 2
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Chapter 75: Goodbye, My Father (2)
As anticipated, the so-called senior disciple number one of the Black Star Faction is Psychic Dancer’s father.
Bai Yan sank into deep contemplation.
Even though the enemy was Psychic Dancer’s father, he didn’t hesitate to complete the task, but instead concentrated on how to fulfill it.
In truth, the previous battles had already demonstrated that Psychic Dancer’s father possessed formidable strength. Bai Yan believed that it would be difficult for Nightsaber and Psychic Dancer to overcome him in one-on-one combat.
“Difficult” doesn’t equate to “impossible”—as long as there exists a possibility, one can certainly achieve it.
“The problem is that there is no opportunity for a one-on-one confrontation with him, considering that the Augustus family commands an overwhelmingly powerful force.”
Bai Yan deliberated for a considerable time, until a sudden flash of insight illuminated his mind and he devised an appropriate solution.
“Well, I’ll give it a try.”
“Besides, even if I fail, I can always begin anew.”
——
Rainy night.
A sleepless night.
The wild wind ruffled her golden locks as Maryse gazed into the stormy night, her emotions swimming in her eyes.
Farewell, my father.
From this day forward, I will break free from the pain and joy that this family has bestowed upon me all this time. All the memories that were given to me weren’t earned through my own efforts, but rather depended on your whims.
Now, everything has changed.
Even though I am not in complete control of myself at this very moment, I shall still walk the path that I have chosen for myself!
“The time has come for a genuine display of prowess!”
Having uttered something incredibly embarrassing as usual, Maryse felt not even a hint of shame.
Her footsteps began to move.
She wore the Invisible Cloak of Hermes as she traversed the villa community in the pouring rain, surrounded by family protectors on patrol, yet they all remained oblivious to Maryse’s presence.
Maryse walked resolutely forward, with unwavering determination in her eyes, until she reached the villa belonging to the head of the family.
The entire villa blazed with light, like a sacred cathedral radiating infinite brilliance on this dark and rainy night.
The girl in the darkness stared at it, entranced.
She could clearly hear the sounds of joy and laughter, and could envision the smiles of the people inside the mansion, her own siblings… they were all there, her beloved family.
Gradually, in her mind’s eye, the most adorable little girl materialized.
A smile slowly spread across Maryse’s face.
Miss, is there anything else you desire?
I wish to have dinner with my family.
Finally, the fantasy shattered.
Her smile gradually faded away, leaving only the rain in the darkness, along with… pain and sorrow.
At that moment, Maryse suddenly realized that she had spoken aloud, her rosy lips completely beyond her control, delivering a passionate speech filled with emotion.
“My eighth birthday remains an unforgettable memory. Back then, I was the center of attention in the city’s high society, and everyone celebrated for me, elevating me to the status of a shining star.”
“For twenty years… I have forgotten more and more things, but I can always recall it in my dreams, and each time I awaken, tears gather in the corners of my eyes.”
“A fleeting moment of remembrance.”
“Today is actually my birthday, and I finally understand that the happiness I lost in the past can never be reclaimed.”
“I wish to celebrate with a grand fire… and witness the dance of flames.”
“This shall become my new, unforgettable memory.”
Damn it! It revealed my age!
Maryse reluctantly closed her eyes, knowing that the Savior was compelling her to speak these words.
She felt an increasing resonance within her heart towards those words, as if they truly reflected her innermost thoughts that had never been given voice before.
Is it really so?
……
Yes.
Indeed, this is my deepest thought.
However, it was unearthed by the Savior of the Babel Tower, laid bare before me, and became impossible to deny.
Maryse slowly opened her eyes.
I, yearning for flames, to purify all that has passed, to achieve true rebirth.
Oh, Savior!
Please answer my appeals and desires.
She looked toward the guards standing before the villa, silently took steps forward while unleashing her psychic power.
The guards positioned in front of the villa maintained utmost vigilance, with each individual displaying the highest degree of rigor.
Suddenly, the light in their eyes began to dim one by one as they abandoned their posts and walked toward other locations to search for sources of fire and oil, until they reached secluded spots.
Then began the arson.
At first, it was merely a small flame, but it swiftly grew larger and larger.
Maryse had already reached the entrance of the villa, turning to gaze upon the family in which she had always lived, her expression radiating an unparalleled serenity.
Shortly thereafter.
The flames burned completely, persisting against the torrential downpour that sought to extinguish them!
Even if it cannot endure for long, it can still shine brilliantly for a moment!
It illuminated the darkness.
She gazed silently at this scene, and the shackles that had long confined her soul were finally reduced to ashes.
