Super Righteous Player-Chapter 1138 - 189 The Changed Future

Ofelia spoke slowly, "As we have said before—we shall become allies. And on this basis, I am willing to be your most faithful... and even the most loyal of allies."

"You are prepared, aware that you might not come back this time, right?"

Annan reaffirmed, "If protecting you puts me in danger, I will not hesitate to abandon you."

Ofelia is a silver-tier "Poet," which is also a transcendental profession belonging to the Hunter sequence. To ordinary people, he is without doubt a strong individual... but to a gold-tier, at the mere threshold of an Otherworld-level nightmare, his death inside would be entirely possible.

But Ofelia didn’t immediately respond.

He just turned around and looked towards Selicia at the very back of the crowd.

He earnestly said, "I truly... like you, Captain. The moment I first saw you, I fell for you.

"Although... I am still not sure if it is love. But I think, when I come back, I will definitely give you an answer."

Then, he deeply gazed at Arthur, "Arthur, I did indeed despise you at one time. But now I also have to rely on you—if I don’t come back, I leave Dennisiowa in your care."

After that, he hugged and bid farewell to the others at silver.

Euphemia Melvin gave him a light embrace, Selicia offered him a kiss. Lucia rubbed against him as if to remember his scent... and Arthur hugged Ofelia with immense force, pounding his back as if to break his spine.

"You bastard..."

Don’t you dare die.

Arthur gnashed his teeth, his eyes burning with fire.

Meanwhile, Lucia watched him leave, reluctant to part.

Following Annan and another person, under the guidance of "Julius," they entered the elevator platform.

Arthur took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Euphemia Melvin subconsciously reached for Arthur’s sleeve.

She looked back at Lucia, then turned her gaze back to Arthur.

"Arthur, if I remember correctly, you also have..."

She said in a low voice, "Right?"

Euphemia remembered that both she and Arthur possessed knowledge of the mysteries beyond the Otherworld level.

Arthur was silent for a moment and then slowly nodded his head.

He looked in the direction Ofelia had left, the fire in his eyes gradually extinguishing.

"But I am a coward."

He said softly, "Euphie, I am also filled with anger towards Ingrid, I also want to kill her myself. My desire to kill is so intense... but I still chose to flee."

...because you knew that you couldn’t leave with Ofelia at the same time, right?

Euphemia looked deeply at Arthur, not exposing his thoughts.

She knew precisely why Arthur was suddenly so furious.

It wasn’t because he hated Ofelia’s "showing off," nor was it because he thought Ofelia had betrayed their agreement. It was simply because Ofelia had stolen his place.

Dennisiowa was already at the edge of the cliff.

She had to be changed.

And if it wasn’t Ofelia, then it could only be Arthur.

They were all aware of this, which is why they couldn’t take the risk—both stepping into an Otherworld-level nightmare, to personally slay their enemy.

"...Compared to you all, I am the most cowardly one."

Euphie took a deep breath.

"Don’t say that, Euphie. You have the least to do with this... and besides, with me and that bastard Ofelia here, it’s not your turn or Annan’s to make a sacrifice."

Arthur spoke slowly.

His implication was also that he considered Ofelia’s survival unlikely.

They all had experienced an Otherworld-level nightmare... and knew its terror.

That time they were lucky; the nightmare was able to cycle and replay. Otherwise, they would have all died in the first round of the nightmare without exception.

She looked towards the direction Annan had left, her expression somewhat distant.

Lily... the sister of Anya’s child, right?

Euphemia had once abandoned her own identity to live under her best friend’s name.

—The identity of Lily Rasputin and Euphemia Melvin had already been swapped long before. Even until the real Lily passed away, she had never exposed her true identity... until Euphemia entered an Otherworld-level nightmare, she had always kept the secret.

Not until Annan exposed her secret that had been hidden for many years.

That instant, first was panic, then killing intent. And finally, it was a sense of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted.

The woman who had been lying for her entire life had her lies pierced through one day.

From then on, she resumed her true identity.

—Different from those two gentlemen, she didn’t actually hate Ingrid.

Because Euphemia Melvin was very clear in her heart—she had been clear from the very beginning.

The reason she had fallen to this point was not due to any luck—but her own responsibility.

Although she felt shame for this, so much so that she dared not speak to others... she dared to close her eyes to take the punishment and to honestly admit her mistakes.

Although at the outset, Lily Rasputin had said she didn’t want to die before her parents and sadden them, and had willingly exchanged identities with Euphemia Melvin who had wanted to escape her arranged marriage... Euphemia well knew that her friend was fulfilling her very last wish with her very last act of life, to help her one last time.

It seems that Lily’s last days were also very happy.

But when she was married off far away to Noah, she must have felt some sadness. Because she knew that was a forever farewell... If possible, she surely hoped to spend her final moments with her parents.

That was her fault.

The Melvin family had a responsibility. That invisible destiny had a responsibility. Even the Geraint family had a responsibility. And Lily herself had her own calculations and wishes. freewebnoveℓ.com

However, Euphemia Melvin would never forget—it was she who had agreed to all of this.

She would never run away from this fact.

So—

Euphemia Melvin murmured in her heart.

—She would continue to flee.

Perhaps somewhat despicable, perhaps somewhat cowardly.

But with the freedom of life she gained through Lily’s exchange, she didn’t want to simply "sacrifice" it like that.

She still wanted to see more of the world, she still wanted to see a more beautiful future.

She still hoped to witness the day when the Melvin family would be destroyed... to see the day when the Winter Duchy blooms with flowers.

Before that day, even if it’s the ugliest escape.

—She never wanted to die.

Ofelia carried the inheritance of Dennisiowa.

Arthur was the hope of the Roaring Fang family.

And Lucia was this generation’s "Prophetess" of the centaurs.

...Apart from Selicia, everyone on the silver ship possessed high-level mystical knowledge.

Ofelia held knowledge of the "Winged Ones," Arthur of the "Goddess of Cup," Lucia held knowledge of "Miss Luck"... and she herself held knowledge of the Charioteer.

Any one of them was "more valuable" than their own life.

Only Euphemia Melvin—she lived for herself, or rather, for Lily.

"Sorry, Ofelia..."

Her lips moved slightly.

With a somewhat fearful, somewhat sad silent sigh.

But Euphemia Melvin didn’t notice.

Next to her, Lucia looked at herself with some surprise—

It was not a disappointed gaze, but rather, a bit bewildered.

...Why hadn’t Euphemia Melvin joined Ofelia into this nightmare?

Euphemia Melvin thought her life was the least valuable among everyone, didn’t she? No matter how Lucia advised her in the future, she could not stop her self-destruction... and her actions in the nightmare would indirectly endanger Ofelia and Isaac.

—When had the future she saw before changed?

Lucia thought of this and suddenly brightened up.

Her eyes widened, her delicate hooves anxiously stomping. She took a deep breath...

In that case...

—Perhaps Ofelia and Isaac... could really survive?