Collapse Iron: My Past Life Revealed, I Was Everyone's White Moonlight

Inside the main hall, there was a deathly silence.

Accomplice or hero?

Titania's icy voice echoed in Sam's ears like the tolling of a judgment bell.

This was a choice that could determine Grammer's fate, and even his own life or death.

Before the canopy, everyone's hearts were in their throats.

[Choose a side! The exciting part is coming!]

What will Sam choose?

[Is there even a choice? Of course, we'd choose Her Majesty the Queen!]

[Exactly. Those Republican congressmen are clearly no good. They're capable of kicking someone when they've served their purpose. If Sam goes back and tells on them, he'll probably be silenced.]

I think Sam will choose the Empress, after all, he's been so good to Firefly, but look at the Republic's attitude towards Ironclad...

[Perhaps this is why Sam told the Queen the truth, because he couldn't bear to see the Firefly Knights treated as monsters by the Republic!]

[You can actually taste the candy from this angle?]

I also think Sam will choose the Queen; the way he looks at her has always been different!

【I think so too! Besides, he was willing to risk everything to save Liu Ying, so he definitely won't stand idly by now that the Empress is in trouble!】

I think it's hard to say, because Sam is too deep a mind; no one can guess what he's thinking.

[I really hope Sam will stand by the Queen's side, because right now, besides the Iron Cavalry who have been brainwashed, he's the only person the Queen can trust...]

[That's true. From the very beginning, Sam has been the Empress's most trusted confidant besides the Iron Cavalry. If even Sam doesn't choose to stand by the Empress at a time like this...]

[Stop talking, the more you talk, the more pitiful Her Majesty the Empress seems, sob sob...]

Luofu, Changletian.

March 7th looked at the sky, nervously clenching her little fists: "What...what will he choose?"

Xing thought for a moment, then shook her head.

She didn't know the answer to that question.

But she hoped... that gentle "Brother Sam" wouldn't make a choice that would disappoint her.

Walter sighed, his eyes filled with complex emotions: "No matter what he chooses, a civil war in Grammer is inevitable."

On one side is the "creator" who created them and then wanted to abandon them; on the other side is the one who is angry because they were deceived... There is no right or wrong in this war.

Only tragedy.

Under the eaves.

Looking at the scene in the sky.

Jingliu didn't speak, but he tightened his grip on the sword hilt.

Bai Heng looked at the sky with a worried expression, praying softly, "Please, please don't let anything happen..."

Kafka gazed at the sky with interest, a playful smile on her face: "Ah Li, if it were you... what would you choose?"

Lu Li: "..."

Lu Li rolled his eyes inwardly.

My choice?

I don't care what I choose!

Getting involved in this kind of divine battle is just asking for death for ordinary people, isn't it?

Seeing that Lu Li did not answer.

Kafka blinked, then nudged Lu Li and persisted, "So what will you choose?"

Lu Li: "..."

Lu Li glanced at her and said irritably, "I choose to lie down and be salted fish, what's it to me?"

"Heh." Kafka chuckled lightly, unconcerned by his attitude. "But your 'past life'... doesn't seem to think so?"

Lu Li: "..."

Oh well, let it be a past life.

Whatever makes you happy.

He was too lazy to argue with this woman anymore about whether Sam was also his past life.

But that's just how it is...

Lu Li looked at the masked man in the sky.

Although I really don't want to admit it.

But he... or rather, his damned past lives were never the kind of people who would choose to shirk their responsibilities.

Although he felt that these so-called "past life" brain circuits were somewhat different from his own.

Because these guys all act like saints, always willing to sacrifice themselves for others...

What?

Why did he keep avoiding Kafka and the other two before?

joke.

The one who bears responsibility for them is [Lu Li], but what does that have to do with me, Lu Li?

Whoops, anyway.

Lu Li glanced at the proud and resolute empress in the sky, then thought of the innocent and carefree firefly.

If this Sam really is...

Lu Li looked at the masked man in the sky and narrowed his eyes slightly.

He probably already had the answer in his heart, right?

At this moment, the eyes of the entire universe were focused on the man wearing a white mask in the sky.

Sam.

This is the man who revealed the truth and personally ignited the fuse of civil war.

What choice will he ultimately make?

Under everyone's gaze.

Faced with Titania's oppressive questioning.

Sam in the sky slowly raised his head, silently gazing through the pure white mask at the beautiful yet mad woman on the throne.

Then.

He neither retreated nor uttered a word.

He simply knelt down on one knee slowly and resolutely under Titania's gaze.

This action stunned Titania.

It also stunned audiences across the entire universe.

Sam knelt on one knee and placed his right hand on his chest in a standard knightly salute.

"My Empress."

His voice was as steady and calm as ever, its peaceful sound carrying across the entire universe through the celestial canopy.

"Just as I swore to you, I have dedicated my entire life to you."

"So, whatever decision you make..."

"Whether the end result is glory or eternal rest in ruins."

"Whether the road ahead leads to an abyss or only to destruction."

"I, Sam Lu Grammer... will be with you until the very end."

There were no impassioned oaths, no flowery words.

Only the simplest and most sincere promises.

This loyalty does not come from the cold code in our genes, nor from that ridiculous ideological imprint.

It comes from one soul's purest recognition and following of another.

Titania's icy eyes trembled violently at that moment.

She stared blankly at Sam kneeling below.

Looking at this man who had been by her side since they met, creating one miracle after another for her and the Iron Cavalry.

In this world filled with lies and betrayal.

There is also a truth that belongs to her.

This genuine, unadulterated loyalty was the only warmth she received...

At this moment, the iceberg in her heart, built from betrayal and anger, seemed to quietly crack open.

"well……"

Titania said "okay" twice, but her voice was already choked with emotion.

A drop of scalding liquid uncontrollably slid down her cheek and dripped onto the cold jade steps.

Titania paused for a moment, then subconsciously raised her hand to wipe her eyes, only to find her fingers were slightly damp.

Are these... tears?