[After thinking this through, Yulandel sighed slightly: "Okay, let's assume that what you said is true."

"But what does this mean to you and me? What does it have to do with you? Who can benefit from revealing it?"

Rita (?): "Its meaning is very simple, Miss Yulandel."

"Since you are here... you must completely liberate Kaslana's stigmata and use that power to defeat me."

"Otherwise, even I can't let you leave."

Yulandel sneered: "Then ——You probably don't mind me doing an experiment."

Rita (?): "Experiment?"

"An experiment about whether you can only be defeated by the power of the stigma you mentioned."

Rita (?): "Okay, but I must remind you... Siegfried Kaslana has tried the same thing you are thinking about countless times."

"Because it's the first time, I will show some mercy--"

"But I hope you can stop at that point, okay?"

After a fight, Yulandel was panting, and a huge puppet appeared in front of her.

"Well, 390, let's stop here. After all, I don't want to trigger some terrible defense mechanism."

"Otherwise, you will be buried deeper into your memory by his power."

Yulandel: "He... is he referring to Kevin?"

The huge puppet said affirmatively: "Of course. Since the day he carried the whole world... you have been forced to bear the fate of Kaslana."

"So, I was born - as the manager of the stigmata, adhering to the rules left by that person, making salvation your glory, and also making salvation your curse."

"In any case... only by completely liberating the stigmata can you truly approach him, instead of getting lost in his shadow."

"... But you seem to be It seems a little different."

While Yulandel was puzzled, the huge puppet turned into Theresa's appearance:

"Although Siegfried does not have a better choice - but you may be different from him."

Rita (?): "In addition to Kaslana's power, there are some completely different things in you."

Yulandel said thoughtfully: "... Are you talking about other holy marks, (abei) or powers other than holy marks?"

Otto (?): "It is that other power that made me hesitate and made me have a deeper interest in you."

"Just like... this memory." ]

"Is it the power of Shanyat?" Yulandel said without hesitation.

Since she is the real Kiana, she has the blood of Kaslana and Shanyat in her body at the same time. In addition to Kaslana, there is only the power of Shanyat.

However... she is now indifferent to both powers.I don't feel anything. Maybe I need to enter the holy scar space to activate it.

"It should be." Cecilia nodded.

Qiana looked at Yulandel, the sister of her blood. Sure enough, you are the protagonist of this world.

[——The owner of the memory was embraced by warmth.

She seemed to have just woken up, and her brain was filled with a blank of happiness.

"...Oh, she seems to be awake." Theresa's voice sounded.

When she opened her eyes, she saw three white-haired figures, Cecilia, Theresa, and Siegfried.

Siegfried: "Shhh - speak softly, if she thinks you are noisy, she will lose her temper."

Cecilia: "It's okay, the child's father, look, isn't she smiling?"

Theresa said proudly: "Hehe, Kiana likes Aunt Theresa the most, right?"

Siegfried was a little depressed: "Okay... you are more powerful."

"But why does she - when I speak louder -"

Theresa teased: "You look fierce, so of course you have to be gentler to be like a father, right, Kiana?"

Siegfried: "Ah? ... Hum."

Cecilia: "Okay, Siegfried, don't lose your temper, girls usually still have a temper when they grow up. She likes her father very much."

Siegfried said stubbornly: "I'm not in a bad mood, my dear wife. According to the way children behave now, it's good enough for her to recognize me as her father in the future."

Theresa: "Hey, you said you didn't lose your temper, Kiana, what should we do with your stinky father? Let's beat him together, okay?"

Siegfried made an exaggerated expression: "Ah-I surrender, I surrender!"

Cecilia: "Haha... You see, your daughter really likes you, doesn't she?" (To read the violent novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Siegfried: "What kind of love is this? She obviously only likes to beat me."]

Siegfried looked at Kiana awkwardly. What he said casually when he was a child came true, although she was not his biological daughter.

When her daughter took action, she was quite filial, a filial daughter.

Kiana snorted. You deserve to be beaten. You left me and let me wander around.

Especially, I was hungry sometimes, and you, my stinky father, was eating and drinking delicious food. Of course, I have to teach you a lesson.

[Theresa: "That's good, so she won't grow up to be a young man like your Kaslana."

Siegfried complained: "Hey... Aren't you Kaslana? Besides, I'm very different from ordinary Kaslana."

Cecilia: "Theresa, you really have to admit that Siegfried is better than us on this point."

"In the past, none of us had the right to choose our own lives--"

"But only he would find ways toConfirm the meaning of living in the world in your own way."

"Although we all don't want our children to repeat our own path... But in this respect, I expect her to be like her father."

Theresa: "Cecilia..."

Cecilia: "After becoming a mother, I found that I would be proud of her similarity to me, but also sad because she is similar to me——"

"Proud of her talents and heritage; sad that these talents and heritage may bring her difficulties and pain."

"I used to be very happy because the bishop thought she was nothing special——"[]

"But if she really wants to follow a similar life path as us when she grows up, I think we should never deliberately stop her. ”

“After all… in the final analysis, everyone’s life is their own life——”

“As long as this person lives happily and happily, as long as he can create a new future for himself——”

“Then even parents have no right to interfere with their children’s well-considered choices.”

This is Cecilia’s expectation for her daughter, and she has no intention of imposing any responsibility on her.].

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