The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing-Chapter 448 - 269: Propelling the [Mistake] to its Peak

Cersei Milton's life, in the eyes of outsiders, was a perfectly flawless, radiant life.

The Third Princess, who from childhood had experienced assassination by her royal brother, collusion of political parties, and betrayal by a maid, did not feel disappointed by this flawed world, on the contrary, she reveled in joy because of it.

The more flawed the world, the more valuable it is to correct, and when she had slaughtered all the flaws to extinction, Cersei would genuinely feel happy for this kind of righteous killing and indulge in it. Since she was a child, Cersei realized that to achieve her ideals, she had to learn to conceal her true nature.

She had to learn, her never-ending, increasingly intense desire to kill ever since she was a child.

She could kill, but not in front of the public, she could massacre, but had to plant a rare plant afterward.

She had to learn patience, no matter how disgusting the mistakes of others were, she always had to be under the radiance.

To be a perfect princess whom everyone could trust and like, or even a puppet, walking gracefully down a sun-drenched path, under the gaze of all the courtiers, until she ascended the throne, then she would plant a bundle of 'golden kite flowers' on everyone's tombstones, flowers of blessing sprouting from bones and blood, it would definitely look beautiful.

In her nineteen years of life, she spent a long, long time learning patience.

Then,

In twenty minutes, she was completely thrown off guard by a mosquito.

She had underestimated An Su's origin. It was the first time Cersei had been outplayed.

"Buzz—buzz."

That bastard mosquito of Sima kept circling around Cersei, from her left ear to her right ear, then back again from her right ear, the buzzing noise moving from one audio channel to another, an all-around surround with no blind spots or weaknesses.

"Buzz buzz buzz."

Cersei had never encountered such an obscure thing before, which from its birth was the world's biggest flaw, but currently, she had to focus all her attention on praising Dawn and remain calm and pray, she simply had no time to extinguish this fundamentally flawed creature.

She had never felt so infuriated, within the depths of her pure white pupils, a nearly overflowing murderous intent was encapsulated, from Cersei's fingertip to her shoulder, a slightly reddish, small red spots like red beans, embedded in her almost translucent white skin, vivid like red plum blossoms amid the snow.

Due to the difference in Life Rank, the catastrophic anomaly inside the Flower Fairy couldn't invade the princess; it couldn't even suck blood. If it tried to suck Cersei's blood, that Holy Blood would directly incinerate the Flower Fairy.

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Nevertheless, its bite was still very itchy, and she couldn't even scratch it.

This was the greatest torture in the world.

It didn't suck blood, harm people, or strive to survive; it was purely being vile—for a creature, that was the greatest mistake.

In the dim, lightless church, the whispers of calamity echoed at the end of silence, brutality began to proliferate,

She lowered her head, softly praising Dawn in prayer, while her interlaced fingers pressed at her chest, her nails sinking deep into the flesh, and blood seeping out, spattering on the floor of the Holy Hall, blooming into blood-red flowers amid the Radiance.

She had to endure, had to learn to praise, had to pray and wait.

She needed to endure, because the gaze of the public was still upon her.

She had to...

After an unknown period, she gently lifted her eyes.

Although all the stained-glass windows of the church were covered with black fabric, Cersei still saw the blood-red light seeping into the church, the screen of 'mistakes' began populating her vision, the Nether World was spiraling out of control, and at the same time, those surveillances also disappeared.

So that was it.

"Skill of Vital Essence... Azure Sorceress..." she mumbled softly.

Since this world was already broken, there was no need for her to wait anymore. There was no need to wear the skin of the Dawn Saintess anymore. As it stood, there was no point in playing the ever-loved Dawn Saintess anymore.

She chose to cooperate with An Su and stay in the church for prayer because of the presence of the public, but this restriction was now lifted.

The effect of the Dawn Ceremony was to use infinite radiance to drive away and remove all [Undead], and its effect was directed towards the undead and corpses.

But the Stitched Life created by the Azure Sorceress with 'Skill of Vital Essence' were living beings, not included in the category of the undead.

"Ha." She laughed softly.

From the beginning, she and An Su had been tricked by Merlin, from the very beginning, there was no such thing as the redemption of Dawn in this world.

The Dawn Ceremony was a lie, continuing to wait was meaningless.

Cersei recalled the last part of the world introduction,

[This is the darkest of times, this is the brightest of times, Dawn may never come, Dawn coming...maybe only the last night]

It was clearly hinted by the stars, it was 'maybe' only the last night. It was 'maybe' never coming. From the design by Merlin at the very beginning, this world was a paradox, it was a mistake.

"Ha." She was not angry, on the contrary, she felt exhilarated by this!

The greater the error, the more it thrilled her, she did not despise mistakes, for without human errors, where would the justice of Judgement be? Cersei rejoiced at the errors because she could inflict brutality in the name of justice.

The long-suppressed emotions could no longer be restrained, could no longer be stopped.

"Buzz." The surrounding buzzing sounds became increasingly annoying, just like the voices of the people, her father's voice, her brother's voice, the voices of the Esoteric Sect Followers, the officials' voices... buzzing, circling around her ears, buzzing.