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Chapter 437 - 221: Shiayar: If It’s 100% Win Rate, Then He Definitely Has No More Than 50%

"When you also broke through to the throne and had more resources and confidence, your persistence became even more apparent... Even with such a significant event as facing the remnant soul of the Ancient Sun God, apart from Ennie, you wouldn’t let Silvia and me participate."

She gently shifted her body, drawing closer into Shiayar’s embrace.

"I don’t dislike your attitude; in fact, quite the opposite, I really like it..."

"Since I came of age, those who supported me saw me as their guide, as the hope for the Empire’s resurgence, while the opposition saw me as an obstacle, a ferocious Demon King."

"After my mother’s passing, in you, I first experienced the feeling of being carefully protected, someone standing behind me."

"However, Shiayar—"

Isadella paused her words slightly.

"I enjoy being cared for by you, but I’m not so fragile that I would shatter with just a bit of wind and sun."

"Just like the epic stories told by countless wandering poets... being the fiancée back home in ’I’ll get married after this battle,’ sending a few parting words before the Brave Hero sets out, shedding a few tears of worry when the Brave Hero is in a disadvantage, standing at the forefront of the cheering crowd during the triumph."

"Or as the princess abducted by the evil dragon, becoming a prize after the Brave Hero defeats the dragon, a member to fill in the grand ending of the story."

"This might be the destiny for most story heroines, but it’s definitely not what Isadella von Freysberg desires."

At this moment, the golden brilliance of the Sacred Sword shone intensely from her beautiful eyes.

"Rather than being the heroine protected behind by the protagonist, spending a lifetime in a safe zone, staring at your back, silently praying to the night sky—"

"I want to stand by your side, becoming the one who can walk with you shoulder to shoulder."

"Of course, walking shoulder to shoulder as companions facing hardships, there will be blood, injuries, and even death..."

"But, since it’s my own choice, no matter what ending it leads to, I have no regrets."

She looked at Shiayar: "So—"

"If you dare to go on an adventure alone again, ending up battered and bruised—"

"Then don’t blame me for opening up an Imaginary Zone for you again."

"I’m not joking."

Isadella’s words weren’t loud, but they carried undeniable determination.

Her crimson eyes met Shiayar’s gaze directly.

Their eyes locked for a long time, and this Queen of the Empire’s eyes did not show the slightest sign of retreat.

This was the first time Shiayar encountered such a tricky situation.

Once he made a decision, Enola would never question his decision, only executing it unconditionally.

And Silvia’s personality destined her not to say such fierce and determined words.

But Isadella was neither Enola nor Silvia.

She was once a proud, dazzling, majestic, and resolute Knight King.

If he verbally appeased her then turned around and went on another adventure in the Echo of History, Shiayar had no doubt that the owner of the Sacred Sword would truly give up everything now, again change history, and create a new Imaginary Zone.

After a long while, Shiayar nodded.

"I understand."

He slightly closed his eyes.

Indeed—

All along, his protective instincts towards them were somewhat excessive, almost pathological.

Treating the girls around him as delicate, fragile flowers, always thinking he should solve all the problems himself.

But in reality, they were not delicate flowers.

Quite the contrary, even without Shiayar, they are also renowned Legends and Thrones, strong enough to make Fabled Creatures tremble.

Although it was not explicitly stated, Shiayar knew in his heart that this was not just Isadella’s obsession, but also the shared thought of Enola and Silvia.

"Then—"

Shiayar paused, speaking calmly.

"The final act of the First Era."

"Let us fight side by side."

At the moment Shiayar gave his response.

A beautiful smile appeared on Isadella’s face, one that Shiayar had never seen before.

Frost melted, beauty beyond description.

She quietly nodded: "Alright."

...

"Then, who is the enemy you will face in the First Era?"

No longer just whispers in the study, but a pre-battle meeting held in the living room of Shiayar’s residence.

Of course, calling it a pre-battle meeting, in reality, it was just a chat among Shiayar, Silvia, Enola, and Isadella.

However, on the other hand, Shiayar also secretly shared the entire conversation with Augutina through the fully unsealed 4th Soul Pact.

At this moment, Augutina still had considerable power residing in the Abyss of the First Era through the mystery of the "Hourglass of Time."

The final act to thoroughly conclude the causality of the First Era would undoubtedly require Augutina’s involvement.

"Since Shiayar, you have awakened..."

"Then it signifies that the remnant soul of the Ancient Sun God residing on the Lost Island has already been completely annihilated by you."