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Chapter 524 I Don’t Want You to Be Like That

There was no light in Lilith's room. The only light in the room came from the light in the corridor, which sneaked in from under the crack of the door and drew a thin golden line on the floor.

At this moment, the golden line was blocked by a shadow, leaving only a few scattered spots of light - the person at the door refused to leave.

"Knock, knock, knock." Catherine knocked on the door lightly after hearing no response.

When she saw Giselle returning, she knew that Lilith must have been found. She thought she must still be in the infirmary, but she didn't expect to hear some unusual movement coming from inside her dormitory when she passed by.

Catherine's nerves had been tense for many days so that she could no longer ignore any unusual behavior. There was deathly silence inside the door, but she still stood there and knocked on the door again.

"Lilith, it's me. Are you asleep?" She called softly, her hand already on the door handle.

Inside the room, Zephirion naturally heard the shouts outside the door. The interference from outsiders and Lilith's non-cooperation in front of him made him inexplicably anxious. He gasped, a golden light flashed in his eyes, and black scales appeared on his neck due to anger.

"What are you doing?!" Lilith, who was closest to him, was of course the most sensitive to his emotional changes. Seeing him looking towards the door with fierce eyes, Lilith subconsciously pushed him.

Lilith used a lot of force, and Zephirion was caught off guard and was pushed directly from the edge of the bed to the ground. He raised his head, his face full of disbelief.

Looking at the girl on the bed, Zephirion understood in an instant.

——Friends, friends again! She was reluctant to leave because she also had friends here!

"Click!"

Lilith hadn't locked the door when she returned. Catherine tentatively turned the bolt and actually pushed it open! A low incantation rang out, and along with the light came a howling wind. The young storm witch allowed the turbulent wind element to flow through her robe, claiming the dormitory as her home.

The scattered papers on Lilith's desk that she used to practice drawing magic circles were picked up by the wind, forming small vortexes of paper in the room. Amidst the flying papers, Catherine saw Lilith sitting in the corner of the bed, with tears still on her face.

She didn't have time to ask, so she rushed to the wide-open window and looked down. Under the night, Gloria was as usual. She stared into the darkness for a long moment, but found nothing. There were no fluctuations of any element other than wind in the room. She observed for a long time before finally closing the door and windows.

"What's wrong with you? Did you have a nightmare?" Catherine turned around and walked to the bedside, hugging Lilith who was sitting on the bed in a daze.

Lilith leaned her head on Catherine's shoulder, staring blankly at the window. She wanted to explain but couldn't utter a word for a long time.

Zephyrion ran away...

She was just afraid that he would attack again, after all, he always acted so uncontrollably. But the look he gave her at the end was so heartbreaking that it made her feel inexplicably guilty and sad.

Catherine's hand now covered her face, wiping away the remaining tears and testing her for a fever. The princess returned under the moonlight, her body drenched in the chill of the night, even to her fingertips. The icy touch awakened Lilith, forcing her to break free from her emotions.

"Well... I had a nightmare." Lilith really didn't know how to explain, so she just answered according to Catherine's words.

There was no nightmare more terrible than this. She even felt that she was still in a dream, her mind was in a daze. Feeling the coolness of Catherine's burqa, she couldn't help asking:

"Catherine, where do you think the soul goes after death?"

A thousand years have passed since the Holy War. During this thousand years, has her soul been wandering the world non-stop, or has she already experienced reincarnation time and time again?

Catherine's body stiffened. Lilith's unintentional question accurately hit the point that hurt her most at the moment. She wanted to comfort Lilith, but failed after several attempts.

Yes, where does the soul go after death?

It was too quiet. Lilith immediately noticed that something was wrong with Catherine and kept some distance from her. The lights in the house finally came on, and she realized that Catherine's lips were pouting, her eyes were bloodshot, and she looked very haggard.

"What's wrong with you?" Lilith immediately ignored her own troubles, pulled Catherine to sit down and forced her to tell her what happened.

Catherine couldn't persuade her, so she had to tell her everything about how she found Canion on the day of the duel.

"So, the elf that ran out with Lyrael was Kanyon."

After hearing this, Lilith showed an expression of sudden enlightenment. She thought that the elves had a superb ability to identify directions and easily found themselves near the capital of the empire. It turned out that there was a guide.

But that king... seemed to have gone mad. Lilith still remembered that Canion had boasted about growing up by the king's side. Even if he had a cat or a dog, he would have some affection for it, right? He actually... Lilith felt a chill run down her spine.

"I'm sorry, Lilith, I'm really sorry." Catherine, who had been running around for many days, had always been nervous. Now that she was next to Lilith, she could no longer maintain her calm appearance, and her voice became choked.

"I shouldn't be telling you this. Canion plotted against you and also implicated Lyrael. He was raised to be spoiled and foolish, constantly causing trouble for those around him. Anyone would think he deserved it, but I know that my mother still loves him deeply and will be heartbroken for him..."

When Catherine thought of her mother's mood at the moment, she felt as if a huge stone was blocking her heart. Tears rolled down her face. She covered her face in embarrassment, and her shoulders shook constantly.

"Even I... I thought I hated him, but seeing him like that, I even wanted to kill Bishop VII right then and there. I even kind of understood my father's feelings. I'm scared, Lilith, will I become like my father? Is the bloodline of the Bishop family so powerful? I'm sorry, Lilith, I feel sad for the person who hurt you. I'm so sorry... If only I had found him earlier..."

Catherine had lost her usual calmness and composure, and her words were incoherent. She was in pain, but she kept reflecting on herself. Lilith couldn't bear to see this, so this time she hugged Catherine. The princess's mumbling finally stopped, and only faint sobs were heard in the room.

"You don't have to say sorry to me." Lilith sighed softly.

"They are your siblings, your blood relatives. It's normal for you to be sad. Does the path to becoming a king have to be so inhumane? I don't want you to become like that, Catherine. Promise me, you won't become like that. You will be the one who changes the world, not the one that changes you."

"I don't know if I can do this..." Katherine's voice was tired.

"You can." Lilith nodded firmly.

"And I will help you. Everyone will help you."

She spread out her palms, and tiny water droplets began to appear in the air, gradually becoming more and more. They attracted each other, collided and merged, forming a trembling water ball the size of a walnut. It hung in Lilith's hand, constantly expanding and deforming due to the tension, and was still spinning.

"This is...?" Catherine wiped away her tears.

This dormitory has shed many tears tonight, but one of them is different from the others——

"I found the dragon's tears, Catherine." Lilith said softly.