Chapter 290: I Will Choose to Leave My Name in History

Because they were unsure of your location, your young aunt and your uncle chose to separate; if she hadn't met you, she wouldn't have intervened, but unfortunately, the direction she chose was exactly where you were.

But this isn't your uncle's fault; what you can't accept is that you had just seen a method that could let your young aunt live longer, yet that joy instantly turned into confusion and sorrow.

"..... Her golden knight's lance shall be yours to use." As something left by your young aunt, your uncle entrusted it to you.

But in your heart, the golden knight never died; whether in reality or in your heart, your young aunt still lives, she never left.

Afterward, you followed BOSS out of the Demon Land; to save your young aunt, you also had to stay here.

And Lan Baoshi had long been familiar with your presence; she couldn't imagine returning to the past, so she has always followed you.

At sixteen: you and Lan Baoshi are inseparable; BOSS specially arranged a dormitory for the two of you, though I don't know if it's compensation for you, but your living conditions are indeed decent.

However, lately you keep noticing the Catgirl going to the Medical Department to consult about psychic erosion; she seems concerned about this condition, which makes you a bit curious.

What's wrong with you....?

Jierte stared at the Catgirl trying to sneak out and suddenly asked.

Meow!

The Catgirl jumped in fright, seeing Jierte's doubtful gaze, she gave an embarrassed smile.

This... uh... lately I've been feeling a bit unwell....

Jierte dubiously watched the Catgirl forcing a smile, got up and moved forward to check her condition.

Kn... Knight Sir!

I really have nothing wrong!

The Catgirl stepped back, wrapping her body tightly, afraid to let Jierte see anything she shouldn't.

Is something wrong?

I always feel you're hiding something from me.

Meow! No!

The Catgirl gave an embarrassed laugh, hurriedly ran out, waving as she went.

Knight Sir! I'm going to eat first!

The small figure gradually drifted away; Jierte felt helpless, always sensing the Catgirl had reached puberty.

Knowing she was hiding a secret.

Forget it... she should be fine.

Jierte began to ponder the final precept—fear no sacrifice—how should he practice it, compared to the other precepts?

Fear no hardship, one can train hard to grow strong; fear no authority, one can challenge the strong to grow strong; but fear no sacrifice.....

Could it be that he's supposed to risk his life?

Regarding death, Jierte still feels a bit fearful, especially since his young aunt nearly died before his eyes, making him even more averse to the word.

Now, he works for BOSS, and he can also see that the other party is continually striving for his young aunt's matter.

In this organization, ninety percent of the people have psychic erosion symptoms, precisely because the organization possesses strong medical capabilities.

And in his interactions with BOSS, Jierte has grown increasingly complex in his feelings toward this man.

His schemes are simply unfathomable, and he possesses a unique personal charm; as one of the organization's leaders, he is undoubtedly the most popular.

But.... Jierte cannot bring himself to trust him completely.

The main reason is still that monstrous sin; he cannot determine whether the other party is truly good, nor whether they are purely evil.

This leaves him very torn.

Forget it, at least give him a like for not doing anything outrageous.

Since his young aunt entered the life‑death superposition state, his three sisters and parents have come to see her, and they all told Jierte some encouraging words.

His young aunt died from burning out her life; she chose that path herself.

"Is it to live an ordinary life for a lifetime, or to die before thirty‑five yet leave a name in history...."

Jierte silently recited those words; it's obvious his young aunt chose the latter.

"I too will leave a name in history...."

Jierte secretly made his decision, while on the other side the Catgirl was being examined by medical staff.