Chapter 1848 - 173: Win or Lose (8k)_5

She wanted to shed tears, but what fell were drops of fresh blood.

"Drip, drop..."

"I... have already... lost..."

"I just... fulfilled... my responsibility... that’s all..."

But the more she spoke, the more her voice trembled, quieter and quieter, until all that was left was sobbing.

She just couldn’t understand, because from the day everything was stripped away from her, she believed that winning or losing decided everything, that triumph and defeat were just like that...

So she used schemes to strive for victory, to get what she wanted...

But if it were truly like that, then why, when she was betrayed by her brother and father and her eyes were taken away, even though she had lost, did she feel so desperate and heartbroken?

But if it were truly like that, then why, when she had clearly won at Saint Nali, did she still let Fisher go?

But if it were truly like that, why, now that she had lost completely, was she still moved by her own people?

Perhaps she was not a firm believer in win or lose...

It’s just that it had been too long since she gained anything outside of "victory," just too long without someone to pull her out of the life-and-death mire...

"Demi-humans, if possible, please let us bear the responsibility with Her Majesty for what she must pay according to the law, let us become one entity with Her Majesty and bear our sins together!"

Moli pondered for a moment, and after a long silence, the voice of Hooked Kiss finally spoke again,

"I’ve already told the Spell she mentioned to the group of Chaos Species in the Sea of Souls, they should be able to connect with each other, it seems the battle in the Gap has also stopped... it actually worked, I made this trip in vain, I was about to tie up and kidnap that group of Chaos Species... Moli, you are..."

"Dad..."

Moli looked with a pitiful gaze at Elizabeth, who had completely collapsed in the hands reached out by the people, and for a moment didn’t know what to say, so she told Hooked Kiss about the past events.

And Hooked Kiss was silent for a moment, thinking and saying,

"Perhaps it’s not impossible to try, but humans are of too low a Rank, relying on numbers to bear it, even if it succeeds, the consequences of the contamination from the Death Law are beyond their imagination... and it’s uncertain how much they can bear even for this human."

Moli sighed and relayed Hooked Kiss’s words to all the Nali people present, who were almost all the humans of Saint Nali.

Elizabeth heard this and weakly lifted her eyes, hurriedly raising her hand, and hoarsely said,

"No... this has nothing to do with them... I..."

"You heard it! With such consequences, those Nali people who feel they can’t bear it, please stand up and leave now."

Among the Nali people outside the crowd, there were some discussions, and perhaps a few people stood up and left immediately, but before leaving, they also bowed towards the Golden Palace, and then quickly left with their heads down.

At the periphery, several officials spat, put on their gentleman hats, got into their carriages, and called to their coachmen,

"Ah, let’s go... haven’t we had enough of the usual nonsense, now we’re finally going to die. Hey, get up quickly! Where are you going? If I’d known, I would have had the Cardinal pull the carriage and saved you the job!"

Many Nali people turned to leave, yet still the majority remained in this place, remained before the Golden Palace.

In the sky, the Sun, after a day of fierce battle, was finally about to set, the light of the Sun in the sky gradually dimmed, but the setting sunlight shone on the brick walls of the Golden Palace, reflecting the square in front brightly.

All the soldiers maintaining internal and external stability knelt down, their armor emitting a clear sound; the naval commanders of Saint Nali, who had clearly been ordered by Elizabeth to stay away, could not stop worrying, and after a democratic vote, decided to bear the consequences of disobedience and sailed back to the near sea.

For some reason, the conversation in front of the Golden Palace seemed to be transmitted through the soul to every Nali person’s ears.

The captains on the naval ships gazed distantly in the direction of Saint Nali while kneeling, their heads touching the ground.

Elizabeth painfully watched the surrounding Nali people who were unwilling to leave, even one more person made her body tremble more.

And in that crowd, she also saw Isabelle, who had long left Nali, only to be captured by her orders moments ago...

She was also kneeling in that crowd, raising her eyes, looking at Elizabeth with sadness and determination.

"I... no... no... sister... it’s all my fault... it’s my fault... it’s my fault..."

Moli raised her sword, looking at Elizabeth with a complex gaze, and spoke softly, like pronouncing a verdict,

"Elizabeth, take off the Prosthetic Eye, we are to begin the ritual..."

"Don’t let your people down."

Elizabeth’s eyes turned red, she turned her head to look at Moli, who was looking down at her from on high.

In her eyes, there was no mockery of a victor, only a tinge of complex sadness.

"Click, click!"

The Gap that had been in battle for so long finally quieted down, amidst absolute silence, Elizabeth once again lowered her head, and once again raised her trembling hands.

In her closed eyes, past fears emerged.

Fear of the dark...

But the countless kneeling peoples’ prayers, their breaths stabilized her trembling hands, which once more traced the path up her cheeks.

Before her eyes, appeared once again, the last scene that she shared with He Weng’s vision.

Fisher, his face covered in blood, looked at "her" with deep hatred...

Fisher, perhaps, had already given up on her.

What she longed for...

Was just to return to the past with him.

When the scene appeared before her abruptly with Fisher’s hateful expression, Elizabeth’s trembling hands finally steadied, and in the next instant, her fingertips passed over the constraint of her eyelids, gripping the Prosthetic Eye in her eye socket.

"Squelch!"

"Ah... ah... ah! Uhh... uhh..."

The painful sound from the Empress’s throat, such fear, such trembling made all the Nali people kneel with closed eyes, hands clasped together, tighter and tighter.

In the sky above, the phantom of Pandora disintegrated bit by bit, and on the ground, from Elizabeth’s downturned face, blood trickled onto the ground, the two golden Prosthetic Eyes twisted, turning back to look at Elizabeth, who grasped her face as if blood and tears continuously flowed...

But in the next instant, the Prosthetic Eye in the blood, with the shattered law, was grasped firmly in Moli’s hand, about to heal Xuan Can.

"The ritual, commence now!!"

The crowd held still, except for behind the densely packed people, a pair of blue-gold scattered pupils slowly withdrew, and soon disappeared without a trace.