Chapter 458: Farewell Letter and Madness

Lillian had just checked and saw that the little rascal was still resting weakly on the bed, so she could not bear to wake him.

No rush; while there is still time to pack up the camp, waiting a bit longer is not late.

For these five days, she had been fooling around with Rod all night every night; she originally thought her old ailment had been cured, but when he was not by her side, her body was as dry as ever.

Only then did she realize it was Rod's own special nature.

Something like a naturally seductive body, perhaps; anyway, there are not few people on the continent with strange bloodlines.

Lillian did not think much of it.

Not only that, she also believed Rod's special physique matched her body exceptionally well, which was why her mana increased after fooling around with him every night.

It was not surprising for Lillian, after all, she could not see through the 【Disguise Domain】.

Precisely because of this, her affection for Rod grew even stronger, even giving her a feeling of falling in love in her youth, wanting to stick to him at all times.

Now that the Axe Beach journey has reached its end, once they return to Mirror Desert, will he not be at her mercy to play with however she pleases?

Just thinking of this made Lillian feel numb and tingly in her heart and lower abdomen, unable to resist wanting to go in and see him immediately.

But at the same time, she could not help but recall that she had found him to be Eve's husband.

A sense of guilt and immorality arose in her heart, hesitation and struggle to end this relationship.

Boom!!!

Suddenly, a thunderous roar suddenly came from the direction of Axe Beach at this moment.

A massive spiritual pressure, thick like a solid substance, clung to the air around her.

Lillian's face changed slightly.

Instinctively turning her head to look, she saw a massive spiritual giant sword breaking through the clouds at the Count's Gubao in the distant Axe Beach, ruthlessly chopping down.

"Legendary spell? No, that is spiritual... Truly worthy of the Sword Bay region, indeed filled with experts."

Her face, exquisite as a painting, showed a hint of Ning Zhong.

She could not help but be glad that she led her clan away in time; otherwise, falling into the hands of such an expert, even if Eve successfully broke through to the Seventh Stage now, there would be no chance of victory.

Thinking of this.

She no longer delayed; she had to wake her little son-in-law despite her heartache and evacuate as soon as possible.

Lillian swam quickly into the tent, lifted the curtain, and saw the handsome man on the messy bed inside.

A tenderness flashed across her face; she gently stroked the man's thick arm, about to call out softly.

Splash—

The next moment, at the instant of touch, the man scattered across the bed like a sand sculpture in a sand pile.

And as he scattered, a letter and a transparent glass vial also appeared on the bed.

Lillian's face changed drastically.

Visibly, she was far more panicked than when she saw that giant energy sword comparable to a legendary spell.

"Little Rod?"

She froze in place, countless thoughts flashing through her mind.

Until she saw the envelope with 'To Lillian' written on the cover, her heart suddenly felt as if it were being cut by a knife.

Lillian stiffened her snow-white soft hand, gently opened the envelope, and took it out:

【My Lillian:

When I woke up today it was already noon; sitting on the bed in a daze for a long time, my mind kept thinking of your beautiful figure as you lifted the curtain and walked in.

Then I remembered that night when we first met in the woods, your long hair fluttering, the breeze carrying a confusing floral scent... Later I learned that was actually your scent.

I am sorry, Lillian.

I said I loved you, but now, I must leave.

Do you remember the female companion who parted with me the other day? She has an Eighth Stage teacher, and now wants to capture me to fulfill the marriage contract.

I did not agree, so she said she would kill me and kidnap my Nagas.

I was originally unafraid, but the moment I thought of you, I lost all strength to struggle.

Please forgive my departure without saying goodbye, Lillian.

If possible, I wish to stay forever in these six days.

But, please wait for me, Young Lady Lillian of the Bralar Clan in Mirror Desert; I will definitely come to find you, just as two streams will eventually flow together into one valley.

Note:

The thing in the glass vial is a gift from that female companion, greatly beneficial for talent.

I have no intention of using it.

Lillian, please bury it inside your body along with your thoughts of me.

—Yours forever, Rod.

】

Lillian looked at every word of the letter, unable to react for a long time.

Her mouth half-opened, her lips trembling, she could only emit silent sobs.

For quite a while.

She finally remembered the glass vial and gently picked it up.

—This was a spirit seed extremely rare on the continent.

Lillian could not help but be stunned.

Such a spirit seed, which would be hard to find even if one went bankrupt, that man had simply left it directly to her?

Inside the pitch-black tent, compared to the commotion of people coming and going outside.

It was a silent stillness.

Lillian sat motionless for a long while.

"Fool. Why didn't you take it yourself?"

The slender palm holding the glass bottle tightened with force, turning white from the grip.

At the same time, her gaze slowly hardened; she pried open the bottle cap and decisively swallowed the Spirit Seed.

"I will definitely find you."

North of Axe Beach, the Edip Forest.

Inside a certain cave.

Old Ed weakly opened his eyes.

He saw the half-centaur beside him still casting some healing spell.

"Awake? Don't worry, you won't die."

The half-centaur remained frivolous, his hands emitting a warm yellow heat, continuously repairing the wounds on his body.

Old Ed parted his lips slightly, unable to speak yet.

The half-centaur sighed, stopping him: "Stop talking and rest a while. You, what's the point of doubling down on a mistake? At your age, you should know how to be flexible, yet you insist on making amends by capturing Miss Miss Puwei. That man is a pure monster!"

"... But honestly, I truly didn't expect it. An eighth-rank and two seventh-rank peaks, yet they couldn't even break that guy's defense. Gorgon? The Order of the Light Knights? Sigh—why isn't that guy a 【Hero Candidate】?"

"Now it's good. Miss Miss Puwei has been vindicated. The militia commander has shifted the blame for the previous arrest onto you, claiming you, like the half-elf Virgil, conspired with devils. In Axe Beach, you are now a rat crossing the street, hated by everyone; you definitely can't go back."

Upon hearing this.

The light in Old Ed's eyes dimmed considerably as he stared coldly at the rock wall.

On the contrary, the half-centaur, while speaking.

He himself began to laugh.

"Good news, good news. This way we can focus on killing that halfling Lily in Waterdeep without worry. From now on, you listen well to me, and the two of us shall both become gods!"

The night was quiet; the chirping of insects and birds from outside the cave entrance reached his ears.

The half-centaur was just indulging in such fantasies.

Pfft—

Suddenly, a flash of cold light swept through.

The half-centaur froze completely.

The warm magical light radiating from his hands stopped abruptly; he looked blankly at Old Ed, who remained in the motion of swinging his sword.

The confusion in his eyes quickly turned to panic and unwillingness.

A line of blood stretched horizontally across his neck.

"W-why... I saved... you..."

Old Ed's gaze remained cold; he didn't even look at him.

"One who harbors evil intentions, harboring delusions of ordering me to kill the innocent. What use do I have for keeping you by my side?"

The half-centaur's eyes widened suddenly, erupting with venom and hatred, but then blood gushed from his throat.

"Y-you... you!"

He fell to the ground, clutching Old Ed's sleeve, like a wicked ghost trying to drag him down into the abyss together.

But as large amounts of blood sprayed out, he grew increasingly weak.

Quickly.

He became a corpse completely.

Old Ed turned his head to look at the night outside the cave entrance; his cold eyes held the same turbidity and madness as the half-elf Virgil.

Then he turned his head again to look at the ground covered in fresh blood.

"Hmm, indeed there are bugs."

"The so-called Hero Prophecy harms the common people; the half-centaur's blood carries pests. I must go and execute justice on behalf of Heaven."

(End of this chapter)