Vishy opened her eyes and looked around, but beyond the silver light there was only boiling darkness, a Void Gap not even sound waves could pierce. So the voice had not come from outside, but from within her own heart.
Her mind was tugged by threads of Longing, allowing her to hear the Fragments of memory lying silent in this place. Only now did she remember that this was where Silver Lamp had shone, and also the end point where she had made Ash remember her to his bones and regret it for the rest of his life.
"Silver Lamp! Vishy! Youlan Weiser!" "Silver Lamp, I'll definitely come and get you!"
"I won't leave you there... absolutely not!"
Vishy gave a soft little huff. The corner of her mouth tilted upward, her eyes and brows full of a teasing smile.
That was right, this was exactly the effect she wanted. She wanted to hear words filled with regret like this. It made her feel refreshed from head to toe.
But by her estimate, Ash would at most regret it for a day or two. After all, just dealing with Sword Maiden, Witch, and Vishy would leave him with no time to spare—how could he have the leisure to pay attention to the Divine Spirit left behind in Dark Senro? And yet her past self had actually been so hopelessly devoted. Ash clearly had not come looking for her, but she had still traveled all that way just to get to his side...
"Silver Lamp, the good news is that I've been infected with the Hell Secret Poison and will soon be able to ascend to Demigod. The bad news is that I have to undergo a trial... but once I become a Demigod, maybe I'll find a way to help