"Tell me, then... I want to hear what this miraculous wager was."
Seeing a chance to survive, the woman grew excited.
"It's simple, Lady Seneos..."
"If you spare my life, my descendants will recount your epic deeds for generations, until the end of the world buries every civilization and legend."
"If there's even a one-in-ten-thousand chance that the prophecy of salvation we both heard comes true..."
"Then one day, my descendants will return here and prove to you that even mortals you see as flawed and inferior can bear the weight of the world!"
"..." Seneos stared at the woman and scoffed.
"Heh... Interesting."
She spoke to the two Winged Beasts.
"Let her go, Sorabis, Lunae Piss."
"From this moment on, she and her descendants will bear both the blessing of the sky and the curse of their lineage."
"However long it takes, I'll wait for that person of destiny to arrive..."
"Then I can have a good laugh at how the children of humanity were sold out by their own ancestors."
At last, every clue fell into place.
Everyone sank into a deep silence.
Feng Jin spoke with difficulty, sadness in her eyes.
"I never imagined I was descended from that Chrysos Heir."
"Our bloodline doesn't come from a hero..."
"...but from an unnamed Chrysos Heir who begged her for mercy."
"My ancestors' lives and mine... all hung on a single thought from Seneos..."
Feng Jin had saved Craterus, who had killed her grandmother. Now she was to inherit the Core Flame of Seneos, who had slaughtered the Sky Clan.
It all felt like some colossal joke.
"So much for Seneos."
Yan Huan gazed at the eye slowly emerging on the Celestial Mural and spoke calmly.
"Aglaea lived for so long and still managed to hold on to her