Demi-human Girls Completion Manual Chapter 1824 - 169: Chaotic Direction

"Enough!!"

At this moment, a Wutong Tree warrior, cloaked entirely, extended a hand to block Moli and Valentina, yet Elizabeth remained motionless, and below, the earth began to turn an inorganic grey.

"Enough!! Sister!!"

Seeing Elizabeth’s butcher knife about to fall, the hooded and cloaked person began to tremble all over. The voice that was already unsettled now overflowed with a trembling sob.

She tore off the cloak and mask from her face, revealing a face that had turned slightly darker.

But that head of golden hair, the face that had changed yet was still familiarly amicable, and those gold eyes, unique to Gedelin family bloodline, all clearly indicated Elizabeth the identity of that person...

"Isa...bella..."

Elizabeth was slightly taken aback, as the dangerous glow on Pandora beside her dimmed.

"Enough, sister... enough... no more killing... I’m begging you..."

Isabella’s eyes were red with tears; in front of Elizabeth’s power, she trembled with fear, but even so, she spread her arms wide to block Elizabeth.

"..."

Elizabeth mused for a moment, descending under the guidance of Pandora’s Illusion, while nearby Nali’s army surrounded the already sparse Wutong Tree troops.

At this moment, they had all passed through St. Nali Cathedral, arriving at the large plaza before the Golden Palace walls.

"Every night since leaving Saint Nali, I’ve had nightmares... dreaming of the day you killed our brother, dreaming we lay in a pool of blood, countless hands pulling us down, into Hell..."

Elizabeth glanced at Moli, who was hiding behind Isabella, seizing the moment to desperately try to heal Valentina. The Gedelin’s Sword in her hand trembled slightly, but remained lowered, instead setting her chilling hollow gaze on the trembling Isabella before her.

Only on her did Elizabeth’s eyes show the same fluctuation as when she saw Fisher,

"It... was just an accident, Isabella."

"An accident? Sister, you prepared for so long in secret, did you really not plan to kill our brother when that moment came?"

"No, Dexter’s head was destined to fall on that day... but it was an accident for you to witness it, Isabella."

Elizabeth leaned on her sword, looking at the Wutong Tree people now at their end, speaking with Isabella while pondering how to bring Isabella back, so she could then kill everyone in front of her.

But Elizabeth saw that Isabella still held a dagger in her left hand, likely ready to harm herself if things changed.

"You should have stayed in school that day, but suddenly returned, just as chaos erupted in the Golden Palace due to my entrance, allowing you to enter too..."

"How could I not return, such a major incident happened in Saint Nali that day, I was worried about your safety, our brother’s safety, never expecting to witness that scene... though he pleaded for mercy before dying, sister you..."

"Mercy... mercy... does pleading for mercy have any significance?"

Elizabeth narrowed her eyes, striving to maintain calmness in her tone,

"That day, if I spared him because he pleaded for mercy, would he spare me when I’m executed later? When you’re forced to marry for alliance and plead, would he spare you? Years ago, when Schwali’s army invaded, all generals saw it as a hot potato, and I was forced to lead the troops, did I not plead with him then?

"For the sake of Nali Kingdom’s affairs, time after time I made concessions with him and Father. Initially it was difficult yet cordial, but when I truly achieved victories, how did he repay me? He and Father betrayed me and my troops, revealing my position to the enemy, almost getting me killed on the battlefield! That’s the consequence of pleading for mercy, which I’ve learned and won’t give him a second chance.

"For power, Dexter could betray the army that risked everything for this country, for stability, Father could betray the father-daughter relationship built over so many years... oh, perhaps this kinship was merely my one-sided wishful thinking because at sixteen he was already privately discussing which prince to marry me off to. Amid the clinking of glasses, his daughter became a mere reinforcement in his interest exchanges with others."

Isabella’s face turned pale, as the cherished family bonds she’d held dear for so long were shredded to pieces by Elizabeth’s tale.

The brutal words left her mouth agape, tears welling up and flowing from her eyes.

Those teardrops streaming down her face might be the pain of misunderstood happiness dissolving over the years; although Isabella cried, Elizabeth also felt a heartache.

Even though she considered herself tough enough, there remained a few things capable of her emotional disturbance, making her lose composure.

Recently, facing Fisher at the seaside was such, and now facing Isabella was also thus.

Unknowingly, her tone softened,

"All these years I’ve just protected you too well, they even need to test my mood before offering any opinion to you. Because I’ve experienced this, seen this, I don’t want my younger siblings to suffer similarly. I wish for you to become happy. Thus, despite your long absence, when I realized you didn’t actually want to return, I didn’t force you... maybe, staying by this Sardinia female’s side brings you more happiness than staying by mine."