Another World: My life is on the hook!

Chapter 2591 Maturity means loss

He had thought of many ways to say goodbye to her, and thought about what kind of mentality he should have when that day really came.

He might feel pain, break down, change his mind, or even cry amid her abuse.

He thought about many things.

But he never thought that he couldn't even see her for the last time.

……

"Lin En, I'm sorry. I didn't know this would happen. I should have stayed by her side. She regained consciousness briefly... I got the news from the front lines. The servants told me she was much better, even smiling at them. But it was only less than half a day..."

The self-bound angel had already burst into tears.

Because she knew how important Dreamweaver was to him.

She had saved his life twice, and even when he had given up all hope, he met her again in the divine realm.

He had been looking forward to her waking up.

Even if the outcome is already determined.

But...but...

"Why is this happening..."

She sobbed bitterly.

But Lin En was silent. He didn't say a word. He just stood there for a long time, looking at the bed that seemed to still retain her body temperature.

The whole room was dead silent.

Only the source of spiritual energy was emitting a dazzling light.

That was the last gift she left him.

She said she didn't want to meet again.

Because she couldn't stand the separation of life and death.

She said it was no big deal.

Because maybe they will meet again after a long time.

but……

……

The door was finally closed.

He was the only one left in the room.

He walked to the edge of her bed.

He asked her in a low voice.

"Why don't you wait for my triumphant return?"

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Time mercilessly takes away everyone's life bit by bit.

It is as if in this game of fate, no one can escape unscathed, and no one will be the real winner.

All you have are setbacks and losses.

that day.

He never came out after he stepped into that room.

He thought he would cry.

But when he raised his head while sitting beside her bed, his eyes were dry.

He seemed to have learned little by little not to cry.

Yes.

The boy in your eyes seems to have finally grown up.

……

He returned triumphantly.

He once again used his boundless sinful fire to drive back the panic nightmares that invaded the main universe. He charged into the disordered deep space, and even those nightmare demons that had been fully amplified were all killed by him.

The news of victory spread throughout the entire main universe within a day.

Everyone was cheering, everyone was celebrating.

Many people even cried with joy.

Because the Savior in their hearts once again proved the correctness of their faith with His powerful strength and practical actions.

Especially in this era when the sword of Damocles is about to fall at the end of the world, having someone who gives them hope time and time again and leads them to victory time and time again is the greatest blessing the world can give them.

Because people need to win.

So that day.

Throughout the main universe and the entire star region, countless people celebrated this hard-earned victory. They partied and paraded, wanting to share this joy from the bottom of their hearts with everyone around them.

The city is brightly lit at night.

The divine realm is lit up by the stars.

From top to bottom.

Everyone was celebrating, everyone was singing praises to their king's victory and triumph.

……

A new grave stands.

A young man with gray hair.

In the cemetery outside the city in the dark night, he bowed his head in front of the grave, poured her a cup, and added the last handful of soil for her.

The cemetery guard was very surprised because he had never seen the boy before. He felt that the boy must be very sad. On such an important day, he must have lost someone very important.

He actually wanted to go over and comfort the boy.

Spend this cold winter with him.

He wanted to tell him that even if they had nothing, they still had their king, and their king had triumphed once again. He protected all his people and all those who loved him, because as long as he was there.

Then we will never be alone.

But in the end he didn't have the courage to go over.

Because in front of the new grave that stood there was another short grave, and he built new soil for them, and he was covered in mud.

The night grew darker.

The young man just sat there for a long time. He seemed to have countless things to say. His body seemed very thin, as if a gust of cold wind at night could blow him down.

But he didn't fall.

It was as if there was a tightly stretched string supporting him so that he would never fall.

He just drank cup after cup, coughing violently and shaking all over.

When he looked up.

The clock struck twelve at midnight, and countless fireworks bloomed in the sky above the dark city. The brilliant fireworks illuminated the entire city and the dark night. The carnival of the entire main universe seemed to be pushed to the climax of victory at this moment.

"Look, Dreamweaver."

He was covered in mud and looked down at the new grave.

"Look at those fireworks...how gorgeous they are."

……

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The flags of the Night City are flying high, and the wind blows in groups of three or two, carrying this glory.

"Your hair is getting grayer, Lynn."

On top of the long city wall.

Sir Evelyn silently looked at the figure beside him. More than 20 years had passed in the blink of an eye, and he still seemed to be the same young man he was back then, without any change, except that there was a bit of white on his hairline. He had become more mature, and it seemed that he had not seen the smile on his face for a long time.

Lynn's arms were resting on the railing, and he raised his head, gazing into the distance at the distant wasteland and the cold wind.

"Welcome back, Brother Aiwen."

he whispered.

"But you should understand that I don't want you to come back, especially at this time, or in the distant future. I don't want to... see you."

Sir Evelyn looked at the young man whom he had watched grow up little by little with a complicated expression, and he finally lowered his head in silence.

"sorry."

"It's my fault for being irresponsible. You've suffered for the past twenty years."

"Don't you understand what I'm saying?"

Lynn lowered his head and clenched his fists.

"I want you to leave. I've had enough of Dreamweaving! I no longer need psychic powers, and I also no longer need flesh, blood, and machines! Don't you understand?! Leave here, stay away! Can't you come back after I've dealt with that disaster?!"

He seemed to be desperately suppressing something.

But when Lin En turned his head suddenly, that gaze was fixed on him for a long time, and those eyes were filled with countless complicated emotions.

Lynn's eyes were red and his entire body was shaking violently and suppressedly.

But Ser Egwene did not stir.

He looked at Lin En and finally said:

"Dreamweaver has told me everything. The final upgrade of the Trinity cannot be achieved without me. Only by ensuring your uniqueness can you truly achieve the perfect completion of the Trinity, so I must come back."

Lin En's eyes were red, like a wild beast out of control, and at this moment he finally exploded completely.

"I do not need!"

"Even without Blackfyre, I can still annihilate them. Even without Trinity! I can still walk the path of the Firstborn! If there's nothing, then I'll become Discord! Without those things, I can still complete this final battle!"

"Calm down!"

Ser Egwene clenched her teeth, pushed him to the edge of the city wall, and looked at him breathlessly.

"I know that Zhimeng's death was a great blow to you, but you no longer represent just yourself. You are the king of the world, our king. I thought you had matured and were able to face those misfortunes calmly..."

Lin En leaned against the city wall, looking at him with trembling eyes.

"Does maturity mean loss?"

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