"So this was... the truth behind the empire's birth."
Elizabeth gazed at the light screen projected by the Magic Phone, her face hidden behind a curtain of shadow. Two flickering azure Soul Fires could vaguely be seen.
Sentiment?
A sigh?
Sudden realization?
The emotions in her words were rather complicated, perhaps so complicated that even she herself could not distinguish them clearly.
"Even the mightiest empire has its day of ruin. This world has always been thus." Aurora sighed softly. "Even the stars have their hour of falling."
"Everything will move toward destruction. What matters is not the result, but the process." Elizabeth had already calmed down. "I was merely feeling a little sentimental."
Sentimental about what?
That the hero who had once protected countless lives of civilization had ultimately become a puppet of corruption, standing against all living beings?
That her once-powerful homeland had fallen in a single day, while she herself had become a wandering undead, lingering in the world for ages?
Or that she had personally brought an end to it all, closing an era...
Perhaps it was all of those things.
In the end, however, it only became a sigh, buried alongside those ancient questions in this era.
The tide had never ceased, like the long river of time, surging onward without pause.
"And then?" Aurora asked.
"Play cards," Elizabeth answered calmly.
The Undead Dragon dwelling within the arm bone fell quiet once more. The obsession that had endured for thousands of years had finally settled. She had fulfilled her promise.
"What did she say?" Luo Chuan asked as he ate snacks.
"Here, see for yourself." Yao Ziyan turned the screen toward Luo Chuan.
'So this is the truth... I understand.'
"That response does suit Elizabeth's personality," Luo Chuan remarked.
"So we do not need