"Her Majesty has been having nightmares lately," Madame Yaga said. "She said that in her dreams, she entered someone else's life."
"Dreams are an extension of the Spirit World. Sometimes, when she ventured too deeply in her dreams, she would fall unconscious for a while."
Madame Yaga looked at Sophia on the bed. Her face was tranquil, even her heartbeat and breathing remained normal, but in Murphy's vision, the colors representing her soul and magic had already faded away.
This was merely an empty shell. Sophia's soul was no longer within her body.
"Why didn't you stop her?" Murphy asked.
"The magic she used was beyond my understanding. A dense fog cut us off. Besides, before this, she had already told me about this 'moment of destiny.' She had long since prepared herself, hoping to save the Holy City through her own sacrifice."
Murphy clearly remembered that the last time he traveled back, Sophia had told him the Holy City was safe.
Yet he had never imagined that the safety she spoke of did not include herself.
For a moment, Murphy did not know what he was feeling. He stood by the bed for a long while before sending himself back ten hours.
First, he needed to complete the cycle of the magical barrier. Second, there were still too many mysteries surrounding her actions, and he wanted clear answers.
However, Sophia did not tell him anything substantial, because "only he himself knows all the secrets."
But one thing she said did concern him. She said that Murphy did not yet know the cause of everything because he had not met "her."
In Murphy's understanding, that her naturally referred to Miriam.
So Murphy went to the Door of Rebirth. As the emperor of the Holy City, he naturally had the right