Is the Screenwriter Trying to Kill Griseo? Outrage Ensues. (Continued)

Eden's analysis is completely logical.

A glimmer of hope appeared in Elysia's eyes.

"Eden, really?"

"Of course it's true. We might even have a chance to see Griseo as an adult."

Eden said with a smile.

Based on the current storyline, staying on Earth makes it easier to die.

On the contrary, the universe is more likely to be a safe place.

Griseo wondered if Kosma had fulfilled his wish after that.

But Kosma didn't dare ask anyone about his fate. He was afraid of hearing answers he didn't want to hear, afraid that he had just wasted his life in vain.

"Then... why do you want to be a [hero]?"

Griseo presented him with the question that the boy had asked himself countless times in his heart.

Suddenly, Kosma fell into a brief silence.

"... A hero is someone who can help everyone and lead people to victory."

Kosma offered his own answer, which was his definition of a hero.

Will that person definitely fight?

"Um."

"Oh... then I can't be a [hero]."

Griseo lowered her head, looking somewhat dejected.

"No...no, Griseo, sometimes, when we talk about fighting, there's more than one way."

Kosma shook his head.

"That hero..."

Griseo raised her head, her innocent eyes looking at Kosma, and even the gentle GM stopped at that moment.

"Am I definitely going to die?"

Everyone's heart skipped a beat.

With such foreshadowing, it's hard not to associate it with something negative.

"Yaqing, you want to kill Griseo?! Are you an animal?!"

Kevin blurted out in disbelief.

Yaqing could already feel the unfriendly looks he was being given by the people around him.

The situation was particularly severe in Hen and Blanca.

How could they not be angry that Yaqing wanted to kill their lovely daughter, even in the context of the story?

The bones in Kalpas's hands made a grinding sound.

Even Mobius left his embrace, afraid of getting his blood splattered on him.

Mobius also liked Griseo very much, or rather, no one in the Golden Courtyard disliked Griseo.

Therefore, Mobius's feelings were extremely complicated at this moment. He was angry at Yaqing for wanting to kill Griseo, but he was also helpless towards Yaqing.

She knew this moment would come eventually, but she didn't expect it to come so soon.

"Everyone, don't get so excited! I never said I wanted to kill Griseo. What if it's actually Knife Kosma?"

Yaqing quickly began to lie.

"???"

Although Kosma did not speak, the expression on his face was extremely complicated.

"Actually, I also think that the possibility of Kosma is much greater than that of Griseo, because this dialogue is all about Kosma. He wants to become a hero, but he doesn't believe that he has the ability and qualifications to become a hero."

Fu Hua sighed.

"He felt that to be a hero, one had to be like Kevin, able to unite everyone, lead everyone to victory, and have the ability to protect everyone."

Listening to Fu Hua's explanation, Kevin felt that she was praising him, but he didn't feel happy at all.

On the contrary, he felt regret and sadness for Kosma.

A hero doesn't necessarily have to choose only this path.

"Kosma, being a hero isn't just about that. You're already a hero when you want to protect someone."

Kevin patted Kosma on the shoulder.

Kosma looked up.

He respects Kevin, but also wants to complain. He really wants to be a hero, but the biggest problem facing him now is the college entrance exam.

Even if Kevin wanted to say something, he should have said it to his own character in the story.

He was lost and confused.

Aponia's eyes were filled with affection.

"That child wants to investigate the truth with Mei and find the murderer who killed Kevin and Elysia, but he also wants to protect little Griseo and keep her away from danger. It's a complicated crossroads."

Aponia shook her head.

No matter which way she went, she couldn't be sure if it was right or wrong.

"Don't forget, the title of this chapter is..."

"The Funeral of Heroes".

Sakura the Wraith suddenly appears online.

A bucket of scorching oil was poured over the already sorrowful brazier.

Everyone was taken aback.

The Funeral of Heroes —isn't that the very topic Griseo is currently discussing with Kosma?

If Kosma wants to be a hero, then wouldn't that mean this funeral is...?

"Amo ..."

Pardo couldn't help but look at Kosma.

Kosma's face showed no change in expression.

But Pardo knew in her heart that Kosma's heart was already churning with turmoil.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were on Kosma, Sakura chuckled softly again.

"You only saw the heroes and the funeral, but didn't you see the word 'door'?"

Everyone felt as if they had been struck by lightning.

The word "people" is enough to trigger all kinds of reverie.

Judging from the current plot, Griseo also wants to become a hero, and Kosma and Griseo are together. If Kosma dies, the mastermind behind it all will definitely not let Griseo go.

And Griseo will become a hero.

"I (* Herrscher profanity*)! Yaqing, how dare you..."

Little Knowledge glared angrily at Yaqing.

Yaqing felt like crying but had no tears.

If the circumstances allowed, he would have knelt down before Ying and begged her not to continue, for he was afraid he would be able to leave the Golden Courtyard today.

Jie is already warming up.

"Stop! You cannot make any accusations against me without evidence!"

Yaqing has made up her mind: she'll stall for time as long as she can, and live as long as she can. At worst, she'll book a flight to Central Europe next week.

Surely the people in the courtyard can't just fly all the way to Central Europe to beat him up, right?

Yaqing has made his decision; he'll be returning to his hometown next week. As the head of the Schariac family, who would dare to touch him once he's back in the Shaniat territory?!

Yaqing quickly concealed her inner excitement.

There was really nothing anyone could do about him, because this was just the beginning; Griseo hadn't actually died in the story.

Kosma wanted to say no, but he couldn't bring himself to deceive the girl in front of him and give an answer that even he himself didn't believe.

In Griseo's eyes, Kosma's silence was tantamount to acquiescence.

"Then I don't want Kosma to become a hero."

Griseo shook her head, her tone firm.

This was the first time Kosma had ever seen Griseo with such a distinct self-image.

"My mom and dad are missing. I heard the adults say they are heroes."

"Sister Desdobina has disappeared, and you all call her a 'hero'."

"Finally, Kosma will also leave me to become everyone's [hero]."

"Everyone has become a 'hero,' so... what about me?"

Griseo's tone was filled with loneliness and sorrow, as fragile as glass, making one feel sorry for this sensible girl and unable to help but shed tears.

"Will Kosma also want to be a [hero] this time?"

Looking into the girl's starry eyes, Kosma was momentarily speechless and couldn't answer.

(Griseo... you can't become a hero just by wanting to.)

(When the time comes, you'll know... you must do something—no matter the cost.)

(Maybe it's for someone, maybe it's for something else...)

(And this time... I can do what I couldn't do 50,000 years ago...)

Kosma silently recited his answer, but looking into those eyes, he couldn't bring himself to say it. So he changed his approach—to a promise.

"This time, I might... still want to be a hero, Griseo."

Kosma placed his hand on his chest and made his sincerest promise to the girl.

"But that was definitely not to die, but to ignite the hope of life. We stepped into the darkness... precisely for that ray of Morning Light."

Kosma smiled gently, a rare occurrence, trying to comfort Griseo, but as Griseo looked at him, her expression grew increasingly sorrowful.

Because whenever Kosma wanted to do something secretly by himself, he would have this expression on his face.

But she didn't want that, she didn't want to be protected by everyone, she didn't want to be abandoned, she wanted to be like everyone else.

"So... please tell me, okay? Kosma... what are you planning to do...?"

Seeing the sorrowful expression on Griseo's face, everyone felt incredibly heartbroken and suppressed, unable to vent their emotions.

Kalpas felt even more uncomfortable and wanted to smash the armrest of the chair with his fist.

But Eden and Aponia glared at him together.

Kalpas silently raised and lowered his fist.

At this moment, the audience also understood that Griseo had grown up and was no longer a girl who would be protected by others. She also wanted to fight alongside everyone, protect everyone, and become a hero in her own way.

But if possible, no one wants Griseo to become like this, so sensible, living a carefree and happy life.

Being sensible is a prerequisite for being driven by pressure.

It is precisely because of this tragic storyline.

No matter who tells them that the screenwriter won't kill Griseo later on, no one will believe it.

"Griseo ..."

Blanca hugged Griseo tightly, her heart aching.

Hen clenched his fists tightly.

Who is suffering the most?