The world doesn't need succubi to save it.

……

Cole patted Andrew's shoulder to indicate that he was fine, then turned to Eberron, who had already composed himself, and asked:

"Madam, I haven't asked your name yet."

Sniffed

“Ahem… Eberron, Eberron Teton.”

He smiled knowingly, revealing his half-broken tooth, and laughed heartily.

"Haha! It really is Teton, I didn't mistake him for someone else."

He shook his head and said with a sigh:

“Aberon, do you know Vivian? Vivian Teton.”

Eberron gave Cole a strange look, not expecting to hear a family member's name at this moment. He paused for a moment before speaking:

"She...is my aunt, you know her?"

"You know her? I do know her. Nothing else matters, but please be sure to pass on a message to her for me."

Before Eberron could answer, Cole spoke softly:

"She is a good woman. I was the one who wronged her back then."

Eberlen: !

?

Cole looked at Eberron, but in his eyes, Eberron was no longer the shocked and bewildered figure he once was.

His thoughts had drifted back to a distant twilight, to the woman whose back was to the setting sun.

Almost forgetting, tears welled up in his eyes; the warrior, who always sweated but never cried, finally revealed his weakness.

As tears fell, Cole closed his eyes and murmured:

"I'm sorry, Vivian, I broke my promise in the end and couldn't go back..."

There's no going back.

I'm sorry, I've been fair to everyone else, but I failed to keep my promise to you.

But you should be relieved, right?

I did a pretty good job in front of your niece!

At least, she probably doesn't think I'm a useless sinner, right?

I hope that everything I did will touch her.

May she no longer grieve for us and become more adaptable to this cruel world.

The voice grew softer, but Cole's expression became increasingly calm, no longer filled with regret, and a hint of pride could be seen.

"Ah... if I hadn't backed down back then, would the outcome have been different? Hehe..."

After muttering those last, ambiguous words, Cole lowered his head as if he had lost all his strength.

There was no more sound.

This time, without Andrew specifically pointing it out, Eberron understood Cole's current situation.

He died.

On the way home at dusk.

The soldiers will never see their homes again.

Because he had fallen in the dawn that was about to break.

Chapter 412 What He Hoped

At the same time, the instant that Cole's soul fire was completely extinguished.

"........."

In another direction of the bloodbath zone, Ning Feng, who had been sitting on the back of a galloping celestial horse with his eyes closed, slowly opened them.

Although his eyes initially shone with a dazzling golden light, a closer look revealed a murky crimson hue hidden beneath them.

Angel? Demon?

Both?

...Or perhaps neither?

Perhaps even Ning Feng himself didn't know what the real answer was.

However, he didn't care.

Whether this power comes from angels or from the abyss, it doesn't really matter.

As long as it can give him strength, giving him enough ability to protect the future he wants to protect.

It doesn't matter.

The indifferent eyes of the child gradually gained a human touch, and he was no longer so aloof.

The pegasus he summoned did not slow down, and he silently looked back in Shirin's direction, finally letting out a soft sigh.

Ugh……

His sigh disappeared in the biting wind, drifting in this place that has buried countless souls for thousands of years.

"Going home...?"

A word that countless people yearn for, dream about, but can never attain.

Although Ning Feng had asked Xilin to take Andrew and the others back to the base ahead of time, he wasn't entirely at ease.

He was more cautious.

To prevent Shirin from noticing, Ning Feng hid a fragment of his soul on Cole's body to observe and understand the situation there.

It contains a trace of his true spirit, which can unleash its true power when necessary.

However, even he didn't expect that his backup plan would actually come in handy, and he witnessed such a scene.

The dying soldier used his own life to guide the young soldier out of confusion.

My death will show you the way.

A somewhat sad story, but one that is not hopeless at its core.

How do we determine who is right and who is wrong?

"Ugh……"

He simply closed his eyes again and whispered a prayer, as if in a daze:

May your soul eventually find its dream home.

May you meet the person you long for in your dreams.

"I will send you off with a victory."

Most definitely.

Have you found your place of belonging?

A charming voice echoed in my mind, whispering a question as if speaking softly in my ear.

Ning Feng was used to the demon's question at this moment and was not surprised at all, nor did he have any intention of opening his eyes.

Where do I belong?

"We found it a long time ago, we found it from the very beginning."

The answer to where one belongs was actually found a long time ago.

Many images flashed through my closed eyes.

Those beautiful, bright smiles blooming under the brilliant sunshine...

【hehe.】

A light laugh, devoid of sarcasm, echoed in Ning Feng's heart like the familiar, crisp sound of wind chimes.

Now that you have a place to go, why do you still head towards danger?

"Reason? Do I even need to explain?"

Slowly opening his eyes, Ning Feng squinted at the chaos and darkness before him and spoke firmly.

他 说:

"Naturally, it's to ensure that everything is undisturbed by other people."

"I will not allow anyone to disturb my home, not even the gods."

I will personally clear away all obstacles.

He squeezed his legs together slightly, allowing the pegasus to accelerate again after a long neigh, and he gripped the compass tightly in his hand.

The gold and starlight in his eyes merged once more, seemingly beginning to transform into a third color.

What kind of outcome do you desire?

"Their plot will not succeed."

His lips twitched slightly as he gazed into the distance and murmured.

"Praise humanity."

……

……

The soldier died on his way home.

But he has finally found peace, which may be a kind of luck for Cole.

But for those who survived, it will take time to process such an impact.