Chapter 586

it was as if one could see the profound friendship behind them.

On the other side of the light screen, inside the Valkyrie dormitory of St. Freya Academy.

Elysia mentioned in the barrage in an understated way

that it was her future self who caused Raiden Mei to undergo earth-shaking changes.

Kiana,

that girl who was always full of energy and a sense of justice,

reacted almost instantly.

Her cheeks puffed up like a little bun,

her eyes full of defiance and confusion,

her hands tightly crossed over her chest.

"Damn it! This Elysia,

how can she say that!

Mei is clearly our treasure,

how could she be changed just because she says so,

and turned into a bad woman?

This is simply ridiculous!"

And this time,

Bronya, who was always calmly analyzing things,

unexpectedly stood on Kiana's side.

She nodded slightly,

her eyes flashing:

"Indeed, Elysia's words are very uncomfortable.

Sister Mei is our common partner,

her changes should be witnessed by us together,

rather than being unilaterally changed by someone."

Bronya's words, although calm,

revealed a deep obsession with friendship.

Seeing her two friends so excited,

Raiden Mei instead showed a slightly awkward yet gentle smile.

She understood in her heart that,

although Kiana and Bronya found it hard to accept this "future" now,

deep down they had actually vaguely sensed the possibility of some changes.

After all, the current Raiden Mei,

that gentle, introverted her who always thought of others,

was indeed hard to imagine becoming as "teasing" to others as Elysia said.

However, time is the most magical magician;

it can make people grow,

bringing out a charm different from the past,

and that "bad woman" tendency,

perhaps is exactly Elysia.

And all of this,

can only be left to time to verify,

and to reveal.

At this moment,

the three people in the dormitory,

although they had different opinions,

the care and trust they had for each other

were firmer than ever.

Also,

in this dormitory full of youthful atmosphere and laughter,

Immortal Fu Hua sat quietly to the side,

her eyes revealing a sense of detachment.

Listening to Kiana and Bronya's slightly childish yet sincere scolding,

the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl into a faint smile.

Fu Hua shook her head gently,

her silver hair shimmering with a soft glow under the light,

and she spoke slowly,

her voice carrying a hint of imperceptible emotion:

"I didn't expect that in the tide of this era,

Elysia would be remembered by everyone in this civilization era

in such a unique and profound way.

However,

thinking about it carefully,

her personality, full of vitality and yet not lacking in cunning,

indeed fits perfectly with the elegant charm of an 'alluring muse' and the playful image of a 'bad woman.'

She can always, inadvertently,

in her own unique way,

touch people's heartstrings,

making them attracted to her without knowing it,

and remembered by her.

Therefore, she will be remembered by everyone in this way.

It's just that the world is impermanent, and the future is unpredictable.

If everyone has the opportunity to deeply understand the storms that the future Elysia experienced,

those unknown hardships and contributions,

those sacrifices and efforts she made to protect what she loved,

perhaps,

everyone's impression of her would quietly change.

After all, the real Elysia

is not just a label,

or an image that can summarize.

She has a richer inner world,

and a more tenacious spiritual strength;

the stories hidden behind the labels of 'alluring muse' and 'bad woman'

are the most real and moving parts of her."

Fu Hua's words were full of deep trust and expectation for Elysia,

and she seemed to be looking forward to the day

when everyone could truly enter Elysia's inner world

and see the other side of her that was unknown to outsiders.

But for now, everyone's eyes were still involuntarily refocused back on the light screen suspended in the air, which was playing precious memories and stories.

The video was still playing slowly, and every frame seemed to carry the mark of time, making people intoxicated.