If You're Not Convinced, You Should Fall in Love Too

"...and brutal Time conspired with decay to turn the bright day of your youth into dim Dark Night. For love of you, I will fight Time; what it has taken from you, I will reignite."

"A Su."

Coffin-Bearer Harvey pressed his palms together and quietly watched the blazing white flames burn the corpse fragments floating on the sea to ash.

Philly held Ash and could not help poking her head out to watch.

What was happening before her eyes was clearly a Necromancer conducting an evil funeral to dispose of a corpse, yet this dark-skinned curly-haired man gave her an inexplicable sense of holiness, as if he were both seeing a life off and welcoming a life in.

They had flown all the way here and gone through several battles. Ash had not joined in every time, leaving Igula, Harvey, and Vishy enough time to get used to working together.

Of course, Igula and Harvey knew each other inside out and needed no adjustment. After all, they were companions who had bathed together. Ash mainly hoped the Demon Maid could also be integrated into the battle lineup.

To be honest, this was actually quite troublesome. After all, no matter how obedient and well-behaved Vishy acted, no matter how she clung to Ash every day asking to be punished, who could forget her other identity? Killing was as natural to her as breathing; she had flayed more human skins than you had worn clothes; her only bottom line was having no principles, and her only principle was having no bottom line. She was a walking disaster seemingly composed entirely of malice—the Phantom Prophet!

The more docile she was, the more afraid everyone became; the mere fact that she was breathing was enough to put Ash and the others on guard.

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