Chapter 155: We Must Start From the North
No one could help but take a deep breath after hearing all these words. Cassandra took Atlas’s hand and gently asked, "After all the pain you’ve endured... you’re trying to be a hero once again. How can you bear it all?"
Even Talon, perhaps the harshest of the Sages, had a broken heart. Though Atlas had lived until the age of 37, in their eyes he was still just a child. Even the youngest among them, Juliet, was thousands of years old, so it was unimaginable that an ordinary human could endure such things at this age.
"I..." Atlas had said suddenly and fallen silent. He hadn’t expected such a question to be asked of him.
"I... I never wanted to be a hero... To be honest. In my life before I came back in time... Even becoming a one-ringed wizard took me a very long time. Thinking that I had disappointed my sister, making her be humiliated by everyone, that was what destroyed me... I had to become a hero because I thought that way I could take the burden off my sister’s shoulders, who was being humiliated because of me."
When Atlas finished speaking, he coughed slightly and then swallowed and fell silent.
"You really love Eva, don’t you?" Cordelia asked with a giggle.
Atlas shook his head when he heard this and said, "My lady... My sister dedicated her life to working because of me. Her true dream was to travel the world and be a hero, not to stand in a palace and protect her friend. I don’t just love my sister; if I knew that she would be immortal right now, that she could live happily ever after in the land of the gods, I would risk losing my soul for her left alone dying for her."
A strange smile appeared on the faces of all the Sages at these words. Despite everything Atlas had been through, the fact that he could still hold onto that kindness in his heart was both fascinating and heartwarming to them.
None of them wanted Atlas to change.