Chapter 1467: Smile_3

“Perhaps.”

Eve said from the side, ready and standing with her hand on her hip next to her suitcase.

“Wow, you’re coming too? I thought you were here to say goodbye.” Seeing Eve, Red Falcon looked surprised.

“Why couldn’t I come?” Eve rolled her eyes at him, with a bandit’s air in her voice, “I’m not that pessimistic. Finishing this job will be a highlight on my resume.”

“You’re really dedicated,” Red Falcon remarked in admiration, “I thought this kind of situation would be sad, but everyone seems quite happy. It’s really baffling.”

“Not everyone is, though. Look, he’s not too happy, right, Lorenzo?”

Eve edged closer, nudged Lorenzo’s waist with her elbow, glanced behind her, then looked at Lorenzo, whispering.

“She looks like a little grudge-holder now. Are you planning to leave without saying a word?”

Lorenzo gave Eve a sidelong glance, silent, while Eve continued to chatter endlessly.

“I understand, I do. You’re the kind of person who doesn’t want to make friends or get entangled with anyone. Those things are like threads, binding you, turning into your cage, slowing you down, diminishing your power… But at this point, shouldn’t you drop that attitude?”

Listening to Eve’s words, Lorenzo only felt irritation. The once familiar policewoman was gone; now there was only the dedicated Ranger. He couldn’t fathom what kind of magic power the Purification Mechanism had that turned Eve into this.

“Did Arthur really allow you to step into Hell?” Lorenzo asked.

“Isn’t it obvious?”

Eve said while lifting the suitcase in her hand. Seeing this, Lorenzo regretted asking her. Of course, the “father-kind-son-filial” stories of the Phoenix family had been played out many times before. He guessed this time Eve won again, and thoroughly.

“This might be the last chance, don’t regret it.”

With that, Eve walked forward, not waiting for Lorenzo, who then spoke up.

“No, it’s not like you said.”

Eve turned back, her expression slightly surprised, “What’s different?”

“I…”

Lorenzo hesitated for a moment; he found himself quite similar to Arthur. Those long-winded speeches—he couldn’t bring himself to say them now. Looking ahead, he could see the light falling from inside the cabin and the figures moving forward, everyone stepping into the light as if entering the Celestial Kingdom.

“It’s no longer a binding, Eve,” Lorenzo said, “I’ve turned the binding into responsibility, into… power.”

Lorenzo clenched his fist, strong enough to easily snap steel.

“And then?”

Eve encouraged him.

Lorenzo stopped walking, turned around, back to the light, and looked into the darkness.

The ones saying goodbye stood there: Arthur, Merlin, and many others Lorenzo didn’t know. Of course, Selyu was there too, standing at a distance, not too close nor too distant, looking expressionless, as if all this had nothing to do with her.

“Hey! Selyu!”

Suddenly, Lorenzo shouted loudly.

Selyu looked at Lorenzo in surprise, like a startled deer. Normally, this guy would leave silently, but this time he was waving at her.

“I say, Selyu!”

Lorenzo shouted, and on thinking this, a small smile appeared on his serious face.

“I’m leaving now!”

After a few seconds of pause, he shouted.

“Smile for me!”

Selyu was slightly stunned, her usually cold face melted, her lips curled slightly, and in Lorenzo’s eyes, it froze into a colorful oil painting.