Otto Sneers: The Means Don't Matter! Tens of Thousands Buried with Her to Keep a Beauty Alive!

"Choose for her."

"The process doesn't matter."

"What matters is the result."

"As long as she's still alive."

"As long as she can still stand before you..."

"Even if she hates you..."

"Even if she never forgives you again..."

"What does that matter?"

"No... no..." Otto abruptly clutched his head, his voice tinged with pain and struggle. "I can't... I can't do this..."

"Why can't you?" Lisa's voice carried a hint of coldness and mockery. "Because of your 'conscience'? Because of your 'morality'? Or because... you're afraid she'll hate you?"

"Otto, you need to understand—"

"There are two kinds of people in this world."

"One kind would rather die to uphold their beliefs—like Kallen."

"The other would rather bear sin and keep living to protect those they cherish—like you."

"And the latter often suffer more than the former."

"Because the former only need to die once."

"While the latter must live an entire lifetime carrying their sins."

"But—"

"If you truly love her, if you're truly willing to give everything for her..."

"Then what does this little pain amount to?"

Lisa's words were like the sharpest blades, slicing through Otto's final line of defense, cut by cut.

He suddenly raised his head. His emerald eyes were bloodshot, carrying a trace of madness, a trace of despair, and a trace of... resolve.

"I... I understand now."

He slowly rose to his feet, looking toward the skyline dyed red by the setting sun, and said hoarsely:

"I will... choose for her."

"I will... make her live."

"Even if... she hates me for the rest of her life."

Lisa watched Otto's retreating figure, the profound smile on her face growing even deeper.

She gently raised her wineglass and drained the last sip of red wine in a single gulp.

"Good," she said