The Infinite Journey of a Certain Flame

In an instant, the entire banquet turned into a veritable bloodbath.

Kiana, on the other hand, stood like a god of death amidst the scattered limbs and broken bodies.

The bright red blood stained her dress, and also stained her fair, moon-like face and hair with crimson.

However, her azure eyes remained clear and beautiful.

Unfortunately, that resolute and ruthless gaze instilled fear in everyone present...

This girl is so ruthless and bloodthirsty!

Seeing this, Felix felt the hairs on his body stand on end, and his heart felt like it was about to leap out of his throat and into the deepest part of his heart.

This girl is so breathtaking!

She was like a sharp sword, ready to pierce a person's heart at any moment.

Felix couldn't help but swallow hard.

Only then did he realize how foolish he had been; he had been so foolish as to forget his own life and death.

He even had the illusion that if he continued to oppose Kiana, she might kill him on the spot.

"You, you madman, who are you?!"

He shouted.

"Ok?"

Kiana raised an eyebrow slightly, turned around with some confusion, and looked at the knights and nobles who were under her protection.

At this moment, their eyes... were filled with fear?

If Miracles Have Color (re0): Chapter 50 The Shadow of the Guardian Knight

What are you all afraid of?

Kiana's voice remained indifferent, devoid of any emotion.

These are the people I need to protect, so why would they be afraid of me?

"..."

When faced with Kiana's question, everyone remained silent.

In the suffocating silence, Duke Karlsten clapped his hands and began to speak politely, feigning composure.

He tried his best to calm everyone present and apologized to Kiana.

"Our failure to take strict precautions is a dereliction of duty on our part, and we hope that our agreement will not be jeopardized as a result."

"Um..."

Amidst the surprised and terrified gazes of the guests, Kiana tore off the long hem of her dress, then took a tissue from a waiter and wiped the blood from her face.

She knew very well that what happened today was destined to become known throughout the entire capital.

But she had no idea what would happen next.

Regardless, Kiana firmly believed that what she had done was right.

...

The residence of the Duke of Mezzas.

In the guest room reserved for Kiana, little Sirin peeked out from under the covers, watching her owner slowly return.

"You're back? Hmm... Why do you have a...?"

Because of the smell of blood, Sirin's expression gradually became serious: "The smell of blood? If I remember correctly, you were visiting another duke's house, weren't you?"

"Yes."

Kiana wiped her face, then smelled the lingering bloody scent on her palms, her expression gradually becoming serious.

"The Duke was very kind and even invited me to the banquet. But... something unexpected happened along the way."

To be honest, Kiana was almost in disbelief when she first saw those strangely behaving witch cultists.

After all, it's quite unbelievable that these terrifying creatures would choose to appear here at this time.

However, upon seeing the increasingly bizarre behavior of those people, Kiana realized that she had to expose them, otherwise the situation would become even more chaotic.

Rather than being on the defensive, it's better to take the initiative and use sufficient strength to control the overall situation.

That way, things will get a little better.

But the reality is indescribable.

“I never imagined that my courageous resistance would frighten others. Sirin, I…”

Kiana sat on the bed, feeling somewhat dazed.

"This is not your fault."

"That's what Sirin said to comfort me."

In her eyes, her master has always been a brave and strong man who is never afraid of anything. She should be happy to have such a master.

and......

"If you feel the situation is not good, it would be better to leave here first."

Celine wasn't quite sure what had happened, but she guessed it was mostly related to the witch.

Well, to be precise, they are followers of the devil.

For madmen, there is nothing they cannot do.

When normal people encounter a madman, they inevitably do some less-than-dignified things.

Perhaps this is the first time she has ever been stained with blood?

Sirin knew very well that Kiana subconsciously did not consider Honkai Beast assassins to be human.

As for those high-tech mechs that cost a fortune to manufacture, let's not even talk about them. What's the point of calling them human?

So, is she ultimately confused because of the blood stain?

"Anyway, the election has already begun, and your whereabouts have been exposed. The witch's followers will come one after another. They may already see you as a shortcut to resurrecting the Witch of Envy, while the others..."

Sirin gently tugged at Kiana's white hair and ruffled it, then said with a hint of helplessness, "It's ridiculous that she would be afraid of you because of your hair color, isn't it?"

Unfortunately, Kiana simply shook her head in response to her rational judgment.

"Leave here? No, I must protect this place."

Upon hearing Celine's suggestion, she resolutely refused.

“If I leave now, what will happen to Emilia? I have promised to protect her and help her ascend the throne, so I will not back down or leave.”

"But... never mind."

Sirin hesitated for a moment, then slowly flew up and floated quietly in front of Kiana, tossing her long twin ponytails: "If you insist on doing this, then keep going. Hmm... anyway, just fight well."

She spoke casually, her tone very calm.

Sirin believed in Kiana, believed she was the hope of dawn, even though the entire capital was filled with witch followers and the situation had become incredibly bad.

She was also able to turn the tide and become that white figure that could be called a miracle.

Under Kiana's gaze, Sirin turned to leave.

Her speed was not fast, but very steady.

Xilin knew that she needed to protect this girl.

Now, she admires Kiana's courage and also likes her kindness.

In order to ensure that this kindness does not lose its due legitimacy.

Now, all I have to do is protect this girl before those witches come knocking.

"Sirin, are you very strong?"

Kiana suddenly asked.

Upon hearing this question, Sirin, who had already reached the door, suddenly stopped and turned to look at Kiana.

What do you want to do?

"If possible..."

Kiana let out a long sigh, then wiped the bloodstains that hadn't been cleaned from her ear: "I hope you can protect Emilia for me. I'm going to take care of some things next."

"No need, I'm telling you. You just need to stay here quietly."

Upon hearing this, Kiana's face showed a look of confusion.

Seeing this, a smile appeared on Celine's lips: "Get some rest. Since you insist on staying, take good care of yourself. Otherwise, how can you accomplish great things?"

After saying that, Xilin pushed open the door and flew out.

I don't know what they went to do...

Kiana was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

Although Celine didn't seem to be threatening her, she could sense Celine's sincerity; she wasn't deceiving herself.

This girl is indeed helping herself in this way.

......

The moonlight was like water at night.

Darkness enveloped the entire city.

"Huhuhu..."

A strong wind blew by, bringing a chill.

From the dark shadows, Sirin's figure gradually emerged.

This time, she will not allow those witch followers to run rampant again. She will show these villains what true fear is.

She wanted to make those fanatical believers understand that in her presence, humanity was utterly vulnerable.