"Love" and "Hatred"

Chapter 878: "Love" and "Hatred"

"Rama... my lord...?"

When such an incredibly faint voice reached Rama's ears, his body froze on the spot as if struck by lightning.

That voice...

That feeling...

"Sita...?"

It was none other than the wife Rama had dreamed of day and night.

And just as Rama froze in place because of his wife's voice, the Celtic warriors around him seemed to seize the opportunity. They raised their weapons and charged at Rama.

This naturally provoked Rama.

"Stop getting in my way----!"

Rama shouted with more emotion and volume than ever before. The Indestructible Blade in his hand spun like a wheel, sweeping around him in a blossoming dance of swords.

"Boom----!"

Amid the bombardment-like crash, gale-force winds swept up around Rama. His magical energy erupted like an explosion, and the charging Celtic warriors were blasted away by the storm. Some were even cut in half by the Indestructible Blade, torn apart in midair and sent flying to the side like chunks of meat, trailing steaming blood.

Rama slew every obstructing Celtic warrior on the spot, then abruptly turned around and looked toward the source of the voice.

There, a petite figure had appeared at some point.

The same splendid clothes as Rama.

The same appearance as Rama.

Her fiery red hair was tied into twin ponytails.

In her hands, she tightly gripped a longbow.

That bearing, that appearance—there was no way Rama could mistake her.

"Lord Rama... Lord Rama..."

The girl named Sita stood there, calling Rama's name over and over like she was murmuring in a dream.

"Sita... my wife..."

After confirming that his eyes had not deceived him, Rama's lips began to tremble. Even the hand holding the Indestructible Blade trembled faintly, something that had never happened before.

This was something that absolutely