Chapter 1057
Perhaps due to how noble the knight’s intentions were, Davey chose to silently watch the scene unfold.
- I’m sorry.
- I won’t ask anything in return, as you’re a Saintess. Loving you was simply my own burden to bear.
He spoke calmly, pulling a small handkerchief from his chest and holding it out to Persephone.
- But if, even just barely, you're able to remain conscious... I hope you’ll look at this and remember me.
- Even if I lose my mind, I will never forget you.
- I love you, Persephone.
- Do you know something, Arta? I... I also...
She smiled so brightly.
- Love you too.
With that, the scene shifted, and a completely different landscape came into view. There was a massive rift in the beast lair, unlike anything they had seen before. Standing silently in front of it, dressed in Saint robes, was Daphne. No, to be precise, it was Persephone, her clone made from taboo.