Chapter 210

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Chapter 210: I Don’t Know

Military Hospital.

"How is Judy Selvicer’s condition?"

"She’s currently stable, she has regained consciousness, but her mental state is still weak. It’s better to let her rest for another night."

"I just need to ask her a few simple questions, lead the way."

Sasha went straight to the military hospital, where the security measures were stricter than those in regular public hospitals.

After she presented her identification, she had unimpeded access all the way. It wasn’t really a privilege, but rather a high level of authority.

Her authority within the Governor’s Office was also considered special, giving her the power to directly mobilize the highest-level forces, the Seven Nights Knight Order, under the National Security Act.

As she walked along the corridor, she heard a loud commotion nearby, with a woman talking to the medical staff.

"Who is she? She seems quite important."

"Juna Selvicer, she’s Judy’s mother."

"Didn’t they say that the family members shouldn’t be informed until the investigation is over?"

"It was requested by the patient herself. The police believe that allowing her to contact her family members might open her up and provide more information."

"Stupid." Sasha rubbed her temples. "Her family belongs to a really terrible kind. Haven’t they investigated that?"

"Uh, well…"

"Forget it, it’s not your fault. After all, you weren’t aware. Most descendants raised in Blooded families are not quite normal."

Sasha kept her own group clean. Either they ignored the birthing and only nurtured the chosen ones, or they pursued a high-pressure elite education that was as competitive as the Goryeo Peninsula.

By this time, the woman had already pushed past the medical staff and forcefully entered the ward.

Judy, looking exhausted, leaned against the bed. Suddenly, her right hand clenched, and that familiar sensation came back. She looked at the visitor. "…Mother."

"Look at what you’ve done!" Juna’s first words were not gentle inquiries, but a direct complaint and rebuke. "If it weren’t for the police coming to look for you, I would never have known that you were in contact with those sorcerers."

"They are not sorcerers…"

"Don’t talk back!" Juna angrily shouted, "You’ve disgraced me!"

"…" Judy stared at her mother, unlike before where she would have lowered her head or averted her gaze, this time her eyes did not flinch, but instead watched her, silently observing her emotional breakdown and hysteria.

"What kind of look is that!" Juna felt uncomfortable under her gaze. "Stop looking at me like that!"

"I hope you can control your emotions," Judy said calmly. "Isn’t it you who’s making a scene and embarrassing yourself?"

"You!" Juna raised her hand and slapped her daughter, the sound clear and the palm print red.

Judy turned her face to the side, her disheveled hair covering her eyes.

"How can you lay hands on a patient!" The medical staff couldn’t bear to watch.

Juna looked at her own palm, regretting her loss of control, and after laying hands on Judy, she held onto her hand, speaking earnestly, "Judy, how can you say such things to me? I have devoted so much time to you, put so much effort into raising you since you were young. You should understand…"

"My whole life has been ruined by your grandparents. I married someone I didn’t love, wasted the golden years of my life. But you, you’re different from me and your worthless father. You can become better, reach higher positions, become a more perfect version of myself. So you must not give up on yourself, you must not waste your talents and time."

"You must be better than everyone else, only then can you…"

"Become the person you imagine?"

Juna’s persuasion was interrupted.

Judy glanced sideways, her disheveled hair was tidied up, revealing one side of her reddened cheek. Her complexion was pale, and her gaze remained silent like an abyss.

"Mother, am I your daughter or just a piece of art in your hands?"

"What’s the difference? Who can become better without going through pain? Everything I did was for you…" Juna continued.

"For me?" Judy smiled bitterly. "Really?"

She didn’t believe it at all, not since she first heard it.

Because her mother never asked her what she liked, disliked, wanted to do, or didn’t want to do. Everything was decided unilaterally.

In fact, she really enjoyed playing the piano taught by her father and also loved the magnificent melodies composed by her mother’s so-called ‘worthless’ father.

Juna squeezed her fingers tightly. "Of course it’s true! You’re my daughter, and I wish I could give you everything good."

"Is that what you call good, making everyone hate me?"

"They’re jealous! They’re jealous of your excellence!"

"Ha…" Judy let out a sigh deep from her throat.

"Judy, listen to me, like before. You will become better and better, just listen to me."

"Mother, stop lying." Judy reached out and held Juna’s fingers, slowly prying them apart.

Her gaze was filled with sadness, her tone low and weary, like a tired traveler who no longer wishes to gaze upon distant mirages.

"You’ve always wanted to mold me into a better version of yourself, to make up for your past regrets. But I’ve always known, I am not you, and I can never be. I am your daughter, not your past."

She pried open Juna’s fingers, leaving a mark from her grip on her fair arm.

It was the first time Juna witnessed her daughter’s defiance. She looked startled, then puzzled, and eventually furious.

She felt like she was losing control, something that was utterly unacceptable for someone with such a strong desire for control.

She couldn’t bear to watch her daughter go astray, wasting her life as she herself did in the past, squandering half a lifetime!

She projected her own shadow onto her daughter, but what good did it do?

Judy was her own daughter, and her life should be planned by her own mother! Only she could bring her the best life!

Juna loved her daughter deeply, a love that was both genuine and incredibly selfish. It angered her whenever Judy tried to escape the web she had woven around her.

Juna screamed in anger, "Why can’t you understand?!"

Her voice was so piercing, the fluctuation of her magic shook the doors and windows of the entire floor.

Judy smiled lightly, "I’ve been wanting to say this for a while, Mother… you should consider losing weight. It’s not good for your health to keep eating like this."

Juna was taken aback, her anger reaching its peak. The touch of her motherly hand was brewing, but just as her shoulder began to move, it was held down by another hand.

Immediately after, this heavyweight noblewoman was thrown out of the door.

"Who are you?" she screamed loudly, "How dare you treat me like this, I’ll have you…"

"Hmm?" Sasha Capesh glanced over, her pair of crimson irises becoming particularly enchanting amidst the night’s backdrop.

"the Blood Noble." Juna immediately fell silent.

"Juna Selvicer, this is a hospital, not your personal vocal chamber. I’ll give you five seconds…" Sasha coldly spat out a word, "Get out!"

Juna’s face turned pale, but she quickly composed herself and left in a hurry. Each elected official of a particular race held significant authority over their own race’s internal affairs. Unless the Elder Council spoke, Sasha had no obligation to answer to any Blooded.

As this heavyweight figure left, the medical staff breathed a sigh of relief and quickly thanked Sasha.

Sasha sat by the bedside, "You look fairly well, Judy Selvicer."

"I’ve met the Blood Noble… I look fine, perhaps because I can finally vent."

"You’ve matured compared to before."

"Going through certain experiences will always lead to maturity. It’s better to die than to continue living aimlessly… As for what you said, have we met before?"

"I’ve seen you three times, at your tenth birthday banquet, your eighteenth academic ceremony, and when you were swallowed by the Nine-headed Serpent."

"I apologize for allowing you to witness my disgraceful state."

I’ve encountered Blooded who are even crazier than your mother, she’s nothing compared to them. Her intentions of planning her children’s lives can’t be considered malicious, just a bit excessive." Sasha changed the subject, "I came to find you to understand the situation in detail. Tell me, how did you manage to come out alive from the Abyss? With your current strength, it’s far from enough."

"I…" Judy hesitated.

"Your current situation can’t be considered innocent, you might even have a record. In the Alliance, there is no concept of offsetting merits and demerits, but making up for past mistakes is possible." Sasha took on an official tone, "Do you still want to continue your education?"

"I was indeed possessed by something."

"Oh? Tell me about the specific process."

"Yes." Judy briefly recounted the process before and after waking up.

"Whoever was controlling your body found Gamira, and even took care of him, but in the end, it was you who made the final move."

"You can say that." Judy paused. "I don’t think He is an evil person."

"Naive little girl." Sasha mocked. "With your luck, encountering one bad person after another is too normal. Don’t think that just because he helped you once, he’s no longer an evil person… Maybe it’s just mutual torment between evil people?"

Judy did not express agreement or disagreement, but she truly didn’t think the other person was evil. Because their souls had once connected closely, she could sense the wavelength of the other person’s soul, warm, vast, and radiant, like gazing at the boundless sky.

"Do you have any information to report about him?" Sasha continued to ask.

Judy immediately thought of the golden light emanating from her blade, and then the golden dragon tooth in the dueling arena, a pure moment of enlightenment.

"None." she said.