If Miss Pawo and Legenes Presia started fighting over the status of Chosen One, that would be perfect. The final battle had already arrived; no matter who won, it would mean being badly wounded after a great battle. And Miss Pawo clearly could not immediately produce five Glimmerstones at a time like this.
Therefore, Shade did not care about revealing the identity of the later-ranked Chosen One at this moment.
Miss Pawo narrowed her eyes slightly. After asking her question, she lowered her head to look at her great book, revealing a somewhat incredulous expression:
"From a probability standpoint, it's either you or me. It seems it's me."
She did not concern herself with whether that answer was true. Instead, she curiously looked at Shade. Through the wind and snow, Shade looked back at her, his voice exceptionally steady:
"My question is—under what circumstances would you hand the Angel Level Relic, the 'Smallville Codex,' in your possession to someone else without holding anything back? Yes, without holding anything back, and you would even bless them."
For the first time, the Sorceress showed a puzzled expression before Shade:
"What a strange question. I've never considered it. God Summoner, forgive me, but please let me think."
Rather than flipping through that great silver book, she frowned in thought.
Both of them waited for her answer, and that answer was very important to Shade.
"Probably when everything is over. Only then."
"Please explain."
"My life, my pursuits, my dreams—everything has reached its termination. I do not mean that I have died. After all, death only takes away my life; there will still be people to inherit other things. I mean that there is no hope left for anything. If, at such a time, I could meet someone who could still move forward alone