Pretending To Be A Boss-Chapter 499 - 94: The Tyrant’s Fury (Part 2)_2

Humans are always greedy.

Earlier, Tang Suoye thought that it would be enough if she could just be with Akasi in this world.

After her own descent into madness, in the end, she was the only one left in the cage fight.

The guilt of having killed her own kin was something Akasi helped counsel her through.

And it was only Akasi who would call her name with earnest sincerity.

Later, she really did end up together with Akasi, becoming like fixed partners.

Their two figures, one tall and one short, became the strongest duo in Red Lotus Hell’s Evolutionary Division of the Second Stronghold.

No matter the mission, they were able to complete it swiftly.

But as days like these went on, she came to desire even more.

Tang Suoye thought how wonderful it would be to live freely outside with Akasi.

No longer having to engage in slaughter, no need to mutually encourage and counsel each other, experiencing the cruel and disgusting trials of the cage.

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Each time she killed so many enemies, Tang Suoye would bury her head in Akasi’s embrace and weep.

As if by enough regret and guilt, her tears could wash away those sins.

But they both understood that such guilt could never truly be cleansed.

Akasi would always comfort Tang Suoye so gently.

After that, the gods might have heard her wish.

If she could leave the Evolution Zone, if she could be free, she was willing to sacrifice a lot.

Being unable to speak would be fine, or even if her powers were taken away.

This day did let her wait, just like Akasi said in Red Lotus Hell:

"This world has its favored children. He might be weak and ordinary, but he can live anywhere, in any way he likes.

Whatever he does, things go smoothly for him, any difficulty he meets is easily resolved, jealous, aren’t you? But we are remarkable too.

You in the future, no matter how strong you become, will never be able to sever these heavy memories, but don’t be afraid.

They won’t hurt you, these sorrowful experiences—

One day, will make the world you face gentle toward you."

This world had once been gentle, and her wishes had all been coming true, bit by bit.

Tang Suoye thought this and felt even less reconciled.

Because the man who had been gentlest to her, the only kin and lover she had in this world, was slowly dying.

Her struggle became violent.

A hoarse and unpleasant monosyllabic cry came from her throat.

If these sounds were to be transformed back into human language, it would be a name.

Akasi.

She howled unreconciled, like the raw shout of someone with a raspy throat.

Though there were no fluctuations in decibels, it still felt incredibly impactful.

Yet the person not far away who was about to die, couldn’t hear any of this.

But Tang Suoye didn’t care about that, she just kept shouting, over and over, as if conveying her last wish to the gods.

Desiring love when there is none. Yearning for freedom once you have love. And after having freedom, the final wish is so humble.

She just wanted to call out Akasi’s name.

But those sounds were just like the cryptic sounds of the tide, waves crashing on distant rocks with no meaningful lament.

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The past cannot be changed, which is why people don’t get lost in sweet dreams.

Akasi had never thought of changing anything. If he could go back, he would still protect Tang Suoye, wandering the world with her.

They were interdependent, as if they were the only ones for each other in this world.

Only, before he met Tang Suoye, he might have been kinder to another girl.

The seventh cage trial was something Akasi could never forget in his life.

He never understood why the organization never erased his memory.

Was it negligence, or was the script meant for him demanding this?

Facing one against six in a challenge that couldn’t be completed, Akasi didn’t win.

The strong will to live made Akasi faster in battle, so fast to the point that the other test subjects were alarmed to find that this man could fight them with speed alone.

But such high-intensity combat took a greater toll on Akasi.

One test subject, far stronger than him, was ultimately impaled through the heart with a dagger. But the price paid was his own lower leg severely injured.

His speed slowed.

Akasi could no longer beat them.

Once without speed, this severely specialized test subject became the weakest existence.

Just to have witnessed the process of Akasi going from Zero to hero, Seven’s expression turned strange.

When the test subjects were about to tear Akasi apart.

Suddenly, Seven made her move.

With her greatsword, swift second only to Akasi, those five who could have easily defeated Akasi were slain by Seven with the ferocity of a whirlwind.

She was the valkyrie of the battlefield, an unmatched monster in this world!

After a few short exchanges, Seven stood before the ground littered with flesh and organs, her expression strange as she looked at Akasi.

Akasi couldn’t describe the complex look Seven gave him at that time.

Anger, sorrow, or perhaps resignation and relief?

Those impossibly coexisting complex emotions flashed by, ultimately boiling down to one sentence:

"Akasi, you’re still not fast enough. With this state of yours, how can you save others? You, you can’t even save yourself."

Without the usual mockery, it was like an older sister telling her younger brother that you must study harder.