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Chapter 621 - Chapter 621: A Letter

Although in the story Dehya kept saying she didn't like her old man and didn't understand him, in reality, she cared a lot about her old man.

When she left, she originally thought of walking her own path, becoming a "hero" like in the stories.

But unexpectedly, in the end, even the path under her feet was paved by her old man—he really hid so much, so much from her...

[Dehya sighed: "Kept saying I'd never forgive, never try to understand, yet still stubbornly investigated the truth, and almost shed tears..."]

In the story, she almost shed tears; in reality, she had already cried.

The difference between them is nothing more than whether the "outsider" valve can hold back.

One can only say—build the sand wall a bit higher; how is sand still getting in my eyes?

Just as it was mentioned here, Dunyarzad—who wasn't an outsider—arrived. Paimon, as the mouth of the god, vividly and emotionally told Dunyarzad everything that had just happened.

Then... Dunyarzad instantly burst into tears, crying loudly for a long time before calming down.

In reality, Dunyarzad was a bit embarrassed—the illustration of herself crying with mouth wide open, face completely red, was seen by everyone!

But, this is the prophet, right? When I was reading this story earlier, I indeed cried like this...

Some people are reading the story; some are looking in the mirror.

Just now when she was crying, Dehya even wanted to comfort her—and Dunyarzad's response at that time also appeared in the book.

[Dunyarzad: "You must be hurting much more than me—it shouldn't be you comforting me."]

At this moment, Dunyarzad thoroughly understood the terror of the prophecy book—even without those things happening, it could still match the prophecy.

And Dehya also agreed with her own sentiment in the story—it matched her current thoughts.

[Dehya said: "My father probably thought that as long as the environment changed, a person could accept a new life with peace of mind."]

["There were a few moments where I also thought, 'Accepting a new life doesn't seem like a big deal, right?'."]

The current Dehya was in the state of thinking "Accepting a new life doesn't seem like a big deal, right?"

This feeling of everything being prophesied clean made Dehya's heart palpitate.

Fortunately, she's not the prophet's enemy—otherwise, even sleeping would fear someone watching.

These thoughts for Dehya were just momentary—if not for this experience, Dehya wouldn't even recall having such thoughts.

The reason it was like this was because her subconscious was resisting—whenever she had thoughts of settling down peacefully, her subconscious would tell her what kind of life she wanted.

Even thoughts she herself resisted could be prophesied by the prophet—this was why Dehya felt heart palpitations; he understood others too well.

Regarding Dehya's thoughts, the Fatui in reality could also understand.

Precisely because of this heart palpitation feeling, the Fatui chose to be friends with Lucian rather than enemies.

What was said earlier was Dehya's previous thoughts; now her thoughts were:

["Just like my father's brother Idrisi said—now I also want to chase after father's back, become part of the story."]

["The final ending is so childish and ridiculous, but it seems it doesn't matter anymore..."]

In the past, she always said these stories were childish, showing some resistance.

Now she understood—fairy tales are indeed childish, so the people who can make them reality are great.

Dunyarzad thought the same, so she very much supported Dehya.

[Dunyarzad: "Pretty cool, right—a mercenary not for Mora."]

Dunyarzad's praise improved Dehya's mood a lot—at this time, she remembered Dunyarzad still wanted to buy a carpet for home.

Perfect for distracting herself, so Dehya suggested everyone go buy it together.

Arriving at the Grand Bazaar, the real tail kill had just arrived.

[Sattar panting: "Finally... found you—you're here."]

This person named Sattar was the man Dehya captured earlier who was tough enough to bite his tongue to suicide.

Fortunately, he didn't bite off his tongue then—just bled; otherwise, he couldn't speak now.

He himself had also received Kusayla's favor, so after being captured, he'd rather die than betray Kusayla.

Now with revenge over, he had repaid the favor—next planning to surrender; this man was also worthy of a thumbs up.

But before surrendering, he came first to deliver something to Dehya—a box containing Kusayla's relics.

Dehya opened this worn wooden box—inside were some handwritten copies, all copied storybooks.

In Sumeru, privately possessing books is illegal, so prophecy books had no spread in Sumeru before—only very few could read them.

Kusayla illegally copied fairy tale books—it was evident he really liked these fairy tales.

Besides that, there were some candies, a razor, buttons, wooden figures, and a women's fluffy scarf and hairpin.

These miscellaneous things were truly all types—everyone was baffled; why did Kusayla collect everything?

Even more outrageous—inside were two empty wine bottles; it was simply using this wooden box as a trash bin.

[Paimon spotted the blind spot: "Eh, in this bottle, seems like there's something?"]

Inside the bottle was a letter—Kusayla suddenly wanted to write it after finishing drinking; the recipient naturally Dehya, the one he couldn't let go.

"Recently my body is getting worse and worse—not to mention going out to play, even walking needs a cane; probably not many days left."

Seeing this opening content, this letter should have been written after Dehya left.

"If you can see this letter, I should already be gone."

"How cute you were as a child—everyone liked you; whether you cried or laughed, everyone was very happy."

In the illustration, it was a past scene—Dehya in the scene was still very small, small enough to be in swaddling clothes; mercenaries surrounded her, eyes full of love and curiosity.

Yes, curiosity—these rough men seeing such a little child were all very curious.

Curious what she was thinking, curious what she was looking at, curious if their own children would be this cute and healthy?

But they were all sinners—never thought of having descendants, so everyone poured their love for the next generation onto Dehya.

In the next illustration, a mercenary was making funny faces, wanting to make Dehya laugh.

But this instead made little Dehya cry—a group of men panicked into a mess; even life-and-death battles hadn't made them this panicked.

The mercenary who made the face was scolded—watching the joyful everyone, little Dehya smiled again; the warm scene seemed to have a pink filter.

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Character Voice Lines · Chasca: About Kusayla

"About a father's story, huh—I also can't bear it a bit..."

 

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