Chapter 577

Banyuan raised two Scissor Blades to block the Overlord's Scythe. Her face was initially obscured by shadows for a moment, but then, the girl's voice rang out:

"... Because it's a lie."

She spoke softly, but very clearly.

The gleam of the Scythe severed the Roses ornament at the edge of the Banyuan's hair, the vibrant petals splitting in two and falling silently.

"What?"

Lilith couldn't understand.

"I may not be qualified to judge what Lilith was really thinking, but because you are the one standing before me, I think... it was a lie, that you didn't actually want to do it."

Panting, the Banyuan gradually raised its head.

She seemed certain of it.

Isn't that utterly absurd and ridiculous?

After all, the Overlord has done everything he has done so far for the miracle and happiness she spoke of.

If this is a fabricated lie, then what is the truth?

Everything Lilith said displeased her.

She's already said it so many times.

Why can't I understand?

So—what should I want to do?

Why did I have to do all this?

"If everything I've done in the past cannot lead to this outcome, then what can replace it? What can satisfy me?"

She said it coldly.

The Magic girl before Banyuan was no one, but the Serpent Demon King embodiment of all greed in the world.

How can one be content if one does not embrace all the happiness in the world?

Living like before? Don't be ridiculous.

One question after another refuted everything Banyuan had said. However, Lilith's Scythe could no longer advance further. This was not because the Overlord's resolve had wavered, but Banyuan would never retreat again.

Once again, the two endlessly swung their blades at each other.

In this World of the Heart, in each other's hearts, in the silent, unseen darkness, they continued to enact their final drama. Finally, the light went out again, as if the story had temporarily moved to the next scene, and their figures disappeared into the darkness.

And so, my thoughts drifted deeper into the depths of my soul.

In the past, Lilith would often gaze at the vibrant sea of flowers.

R'lyeh was filled with flowers, because it made people feel better. Lilith, of course, also loved the flowers' beauty and fragrance, even though they sometimes whispered like weeping.

Yes, even flowers confide in Lilith.

Everything in the world has a sound. She can always hear the sounds of regret or sorrow from everyone, the wind in the distance, or the weeping stars in the far reaches, and the silent passing of those who have passed away in every season, spring, summer, autumn and winter.

The voices left behind by each person are entrusted to something, like last words and messages.

Everything is born and dies, beautiful yet fleeting, yet all things speak of parting.

Like foam floating on Flower Above.

Like the setting sun, fleeting and fading, and the migratory birds that fly away.

Fortunately, Lilith has a bad memory.

She may have forgotten what others told her yesterday after waking up, with only a few lingering, ambiguous feelings remaining.

We seem to have gone a bit off-topic.

Honestly, Lilith gets annoyed sometimes too.

She loves the sea of flowers, but she also loves winter. However, when the cold winter comes, those bright flowers will not bloom; they will wither and die. Some flowers say: winter is their funeral.

In reality, most flowers don't wait that long for their funeral.

But well, even if it's not winter, Lilith quite enjoys admiring flowers alone.

She sat amidst a sea of flowers, her gray hair tousled by a gentle breeze. The cool, neither too bright nor too cold morning light caressed the girl's silhouette, revealing her serene gaze as she stared at the flowers, lost in thought.

It seems that several more flowers have withered and faded away.

There's nothing to be sad about, after all, everything will pass away sooner or later, and new things will bloom on the soil where they have passed.

"What are you thinking about, Qi Yi 3# Lin Si Jiu Qi Shan Si?"

A somewhat unfamiliar, girlish voice came from behind Liu Yingba Siba.

It sounded beautiful, like the song of flowers. At first, she thought it was a flower talking to her.

But turning her head, she saw a petite, charming little girl, about the same height as the still young Lilith, smiling, bending down, and gazing curiously at the sitting Lilith.

Lilith doesn't remember ever seeing this person before.

The girl's beautiful hair fell down, gently brushing against her ears and slender neck. A very clear Pendulum hung from her neck, swaying back and forth, reflecting the morning light.

... Sakaki Chika.

For some reason, this name popped into my mind.

She didn't know how to answer the other person's question; she was just instinctively thinking about one thing:

"I feel... a little cold."

A strange answer that didn't require any thought.

It's not winter now, so it's not cold at all. Besides, she's a Magic girl, so she won't be cold either.

But the little girl was thinking about it seriously.

So the girl slowly picked up the flowers; some were nearly withered, but they still retained their faded yet beautiful colors.

The girl's hands were skillful, and she quickly wove the flowers into a beautiful wreath.

Facing the quiet Lilith, who was gazing at the sea of flowers in a daze, the girl gently placed the flower wreath on Lilith's head, adding even more beauty to the already beautiful gray-haired princess.

Seeing this, the petite girl seemed to smile happily.

"..."

Lilith, however, looked puzzled.

Volume Four Does This Count as a Magical Girl??: Chapter 88 Flowers, Birds, Wind, and Moon, Moon, and Winter

Once again, Lilith and the Banyuan plummeted into the deeper layers of the spiritual world.

This time, things are different.

Magic Power is a product of the mind; as one falls deeper, those Crystal that do not belong to oneself can no longer manifest in this world.

By the time she realized what was happening, one of the Devil King Crystal on Lilith's body had already disappeared.

With a sudden thud, in the Lost Paradise Twilight, the heart-shaped Devil King Crystal, symbolizing "flower," burst forth with a dissipating light, leaving only the lingering glow of Magic Power.

Lilith felt all the flower Magic Power within her vanish.

The same applies to Banyuan.

The Star Flower Crystal on the Banyuan's body also dissipated with the sound of shattering.

One of her Feather Wing disappeared.

This was just the beginning. After the Flower Demon King Crystal left her, Lilith immediately mobilized all the remaining Flower Magic Power from when the Crystal dissipated, condensing it into a single strike. For the first time, the world of her heart, which had been shrouded in darkness, shone with an incomparably dazzling brilliance.

"----- Heavenly Prison Mandala!"

Crimson vines intertwined, their color a deep, sinful hue of hell, gushing forth like a sea of blood and love, while magnificent, crimson flowers attempted to engulf everything in their path.

In response, Banyuan did something similar.

The dissipated Magic Power of the flowers transformed into truly departed flowers of light, which then shone brightly one by one.

"----- Rose Decet!"

Desire and wish, insatiable greed and ever-expecting prayers, are all the same—the yearning for love. They all blossom into a splendid youth, beautiful yet fleeting.

When they collide, it's like a spectacular fireworks display at an amusement park.

Magic Power flash burst forth with a crackling sound, and the magnificent fireworks illuminated the darkness.

They continued to fall.

It's unclear when it started, but it's no longer the real them fighting each other, but rather the battle raging deep within their hearts.

Finally—I sank into a dream from the past.

I seem to have had times when I was feeling melancholy.

But Lilith's childhood, and even much later, seems to have been quite happy.

There really isn't much in this world that should cause her worry or distress.

She gazed at the Asuka in the sky, which seemed to always know their direction, which season to fly in which direction, and whether to chase the sunrise or the sunset.

In the midst of Flowers, Birds, Wind, and Moon, the only thing Lilith couldn't understand was the sound of birds.

Although she could seem to understand using Magic, she didn't really like that.

For a time, she kept many birds.

Then she found that she didn't like birds as much anymore, because she had to be so careful every time, and with so many birds, she couldn't remember them all.

Even after Lilith had come of age, she rarely raised anything herself anymore.

Even though they were light enough to fly with Feather Wing, Lilith still felt they were heavy when she held them in her hands.

It was another unremarkable time.

She sat on a sea of flowers filled with Asuka, when suddenly, Lilith felt as if someone was sitting behind her, so they leaned against each other.

Turning her head again, this time she saw somewhat dull blonde hair, sometimes appearing as pale as gray in the cold light.

It looks a bit like Al White's hair, but also a bit like his own.

Do you like birds?

That soft voice, somewhat like his own, spoke.

For some reason, Lilith relaxed, leaning against the other person's back and their long, fragrant hair.

"I don't really like it, I just don't know what else to keep as a pet?"

"Hmm, snakes... or something like that?"

The girl behind him thought for a moment and then said.

"It sounds kind of cute."

Lilith said.

But she didn't actually find it very cute.

"Speaking of which, why do you have to keep something as a pet?" the girl asked again.

That's a strange question.

Most Magic girls in R'lyeh probably keep something as pets.

Lilith had absolutely no idea how to answer this strange question, so she responded with an even stranger answer:

"Because I feel cold."

Later, for some reason, when she didn't know how to answer someone's question, she would use riddles like this.

Even if winter doesn't come.

Is there any bird that would fly south even before winter arrives?