novelraw Chapter 105 : Same Sex Repels Each Other
Chapter 105 : Same Sex Repels Each Other
Patunasankus never expected that she would yearn so deeply for human connection.Chapter
So intensely did she wish for them to see her as Latifa.Chapter
Strange.Chapter
In the past, when she was alone and most reveled in that solitude, she had steeped herself in boundless arrogance, trying to distance herself from everything.Chapter
But now, with a genuine chance to return to that state of isolation, her perception of things had shifted.Chapter
Every connection would become threads binding her, waiting for her to weave them into a fabric embroidered with Latifa—both radiant and resilient.Chapter
In the distance, over Taurant, smoke began to rise, followed by the agonized screams of the dying.Chapter
Patunasankus shook her head, gazing at the crimson bloodbath unfolding in the distant city, and then sensed the countless people living there.Chapter
She knew the Grand Duke and his kin were attempting to engulf the city using the River of Blood, that Loranhir and Shatina were searching for traces of the Princess, and that Elaphia was pursuing a futile revenge.Chapter
If she were the evil dragon, she wouldn't care about such matters.Chapter
This, Patunasankus understood clearly.Chapter
But...Chapter
Patunasankus gently rubbed the corner of her eye, revealing a stubborn expression. In truth, she wasn't crying—her eyes were just unusually bright.Chapter
"Can't let you run wild like this, acting all arrogant," Patunasankus murmured softly, her mood calming. Perhaps all those memories had settled quietly within her heart, and the turbulent emotions had gradually subsided.Chapter
She stood up and slowly began walking toward the city center.Chapter
A hazy red glow tinted her face, like the faint light of dawn cradling the sunrise. Her reopened eyes flowed with the color of molten iron, her black long hair scattering sparks and radiating a scorching heat.Chapter
This time, she didn't sigh, nor was she as indifferent as usual.Chapter
Patunasankus knew her situation wasn't hopeless—whether she succeeded or not depended on her own efforts.Chapter
In short, there was still hope, within herself, not in others.Chapter
The tallest tree bends the most in the wind, carrying a faint, scorching heat.Chapter
Black dragon wings spread, occasionally emitting a soft metallic friction sound as they rustled through the trees—but this wasn't the wind; it was the dragon's breath.Chapter
Soaring through the sky, the Black Death stood aloof like a deep, dark night.Chapter
The darkness was too prolonged, and she was too alone.Chapter
But Patunasankus had already realized.Chapter
She would never be truly alone.Chapter
She had an irreplaceable person, always by her side no matter when or where.Chapter
Her smile.Chapter
Her gaze.Chapter
And her words would forever accompany her.Chapter
What she treasured remained precious, and Patunasankus felt grateful for stubbornly guarding them.Chapter
Now, she could proudly lift her chest and say:Chapter
She had a Princess.Chapter
She had the most wonderful Princess.Chapter
She didn't need to understand the cruel side of this world.Chapter
The Princess only needed to live happily; intricate matters would naturally be handled by those who loved her.Chapter
And the evil dragon should do what an evil dragon ought to do.Chapter
So.Chapter
"Let's give it our all."Chapter
The Black Death roared deeply and powerfully.ChapterChapter○Chapter
Loranhir rushed through the bloody streets of Taurant.Chapter
No, there was nothing—not a trace of anyone, not even the chief box Shatina had mentioned. Even Dreka, who was supposed to be here, had stood her up without a trace.Chapter
Now, with the Princess vanishing without a trace, Loranhir was so frantic she felt like setting something on fire.Chapter
She feared that the delicate, fragile Princess—as vulnerable as a snowflake or a speck of dust—might have met with some misfortune.Chapter
If such a thing were to happen, Loranhir didn't know what she would do.Chapter
Anxiety and impatience churned inside her, making her pace back and forth restlessly. She didn't dare think about it, couldn't think about it—the mere thought made her heart race.Chapter
Her heart was as taut as a tightly strung zither string, pounding so loudly it drowned out the surrounding screams and echoed through the streets.Chapter
"Sis, big sis, super sis!" Shatina, who was being carried like a doll by Loranhir, cried out in pain, "Please stop pulling my arm—you're going to tear it off! Slow down!"Chapter
"Slow down? Slow down for what?" Loranhir snapped angrily, "If anything happens to the Princess, I'll make sure you work unpaid labor for the rest of your life!"Chapter
"Just twist my head off instead—that would be quicker," Shatina whimpered, shrinking her head down.Chapter
"Hero?" someone called from the shadows.Chapter
"Hmm?" Loranhir instinctively turned to look and saw a figure emerging calmly from a bloodstained corner.Chapter
Silver hair, crimson eyes, and the same expressionless face as always—so devoid of emotion.Chapter
It was Elaphia.Chapter
Loranhir recognized her.Chapter
"Finding you wasn't easy. It took me some time to see through this illusion," Elaphia said right away, "But your heartbeat is really distinctive—I could hear it from far away, much louder than before."Chapter
"Elaphia?"Chapter
"The Princess is fine. I took her to a safer place. No need to worry about her being in such a dangerous spot," Elaphia gestured for Loranhir to relax, "I brought her to the abandoned mill outside the city. The windmill there is quite recognizable."Chapter
"Alright, I have things to attend to," Elaphia glanced at Shatina, a mix of relief and melancholy in her eyes, "I won't disturb you from exploiting the newbie."Chapter
She prepared to leave.Chapter
"Wait, Elaphia, where are you going?" Loranhir asked her, "Aren't you coming with us to find the Princess?"Chapter
"No, I have things to do."Chapter
"What things?"Chapter
"Nothing much, just what needs to be done. You, hero, should focus on protecting the Princess. Don't worry about me."Chapter
Elaphia looked up at the pitch-black sky, where a few crimson lights surged on the other side of the city. Blood rivers flowed—Dreka had already begun his blood feast.Chapter
"No matter what... I have to at least try," Elaphia murmured softly.Chapter
She turned and stepped into the shadows, a wisp of black mist vanishing instantly into the depths of the alley. At the end of the street lay a metropolis dyed in blood. Before completely merging with the shadows, Elaphia glanced back.Chapter
"Goodbye," Elaphia said solemnly, "I'll take care of all these troubles."Chapter
"..."Chapter
Her gaze left Loranhir stunned, silent for a long time.ChapterChapter"Hero?" Shatina looked at Loranhir in confusion. "What hero?"Chapter
Loranhir paid her no attention.Chapter
"Loranhir!"Chapter
Shatina shouted, and only after a long moment of contemplation did Loranhir react, glancing at her.Chapter
"Maybe we should just run away. Even from this distance, that thing's commotion feels dangerous. She said she could handle it herself, so let's not..." Shatina instinctively wanted to avoid the risk.Chapter
"Listen, Shatina," Loranhir interrupted her. "I know what Elaphia meant, and I heard her say she could handle it."Chapter
"Then what's the problem?" Shatina asked, bewildered. "She said so herself."Chapter
Loranhir shook her head and sighed, though it was unclear for whom.Chapter
"But this flavor of putting on a brave face while struggling—I'm more familiar with it than anyone," she murmured. "It's too familiar, far too familiar... Why did it have to resemble someone like that? It makes me feel like she needs to be taught a lesson."Chapter
Suddenly, Loranhir realized she and Elaphia shared something in common.Chapter
It was precisely because of this that she had felt aversion from the very first moment she laid eyes on Elaphia.Chapter
At first, she thought it was just an instinctive dislike for the other's refined demeanor, but upon reflection, she realized it wasn't that.Chapter
"Besides, I am the hero," Loranhir said. "What kind of hero would I be if I ran at the first sign of trouble? What right would I have to stand beside such a wonderful Princess?"Chapter
Loranhir thought of the Princess's face and her unique smile.Chapter
One girl, laughing openly and unreservedly at another girl.Chapter
In the Princess's eyes, what did her own face look like?Chapter
Was it the cowardly, anxious, and timid version of herself from before?Chapter
Or the invincible one everyone boasted about?Chapter
Loranhir raised the holy sword before her. On its mirror-smooth, ornate scabbard, layers of firelight reflected—golden pupils.Chapter
A person is nothing but what they make of themselves, and in the end, they become who they want to be.Chapter
"I'll leave the Princess in your care for now, Shatina. Don't lose her again," Loranhir said.Chapter
"Wait, where are you going?" Shatina watched as Loranhir headed in the direction where Elaphia had disappeared.Chapter
"To do what a hero should do," Loranhir replied without looking back.