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Chapter 617

Chapter 617: Chapter 28: Turn to Ashes (Two in One)_3 Chapter 617: Chapter 28: Turn to Ashes (Two in One)_3 Her voice was very similar to Yulia’s, only more mature and languid.

But unlike the Yulia Aiwass remembered, the Defiant Flame Butterfly was much more aggressive—

She extended her right hand forward, and the swirling flames transformed into a giant hand, lifting Drost’s upper body and, as simply as wax adhering to a candle, dragged it back to stick to his lower half.

“Does it hurt, Mr.

Scum?”

Uttering sweet words, the Defiant Flame Butterfly laughed beautifully like a girl, with her left hand held behind her back.

The next moment, as the deep red flames turned into intense white, Drost’s charred body started to heal rapidly.

That sensation, like being immersed in warm spring water, instantly dissolved Drost’s miserable screams.

His brows unfurled, loosening the fists clenched so tight that blood spilled, and his bones made a creaking, acidic noise.

...

She, who shared memories with Yulia, was in a sense another Yulia.

When summoned by Aiwass, the fragments of “Yulia” and the “Defiant Flame Butterfly” post-death merged again with her.

Memories from this world line flooded into the consciousness of the Defiant Flame Butterfly.

Not just the memories of the “Defiant Flame Butterfly” manifesting separately by consuming Yulia’s body with the Phantom Demon Body...

but also Yulia’s unwilling and sorrowful emotions at her final moments.

When the Defiant Flame Butterfly separated from Yulia, Yulia and Isabel hadn’t become friends yet.

Hence, the Defiant Flame Butterfly wasn’t that close to Isabel.

Sofia’s death didn’t affect her much.

But “seeing” Yulia of this world die because of Drost’s schemes, the out-of-control self nearly went insane and killed Aiwass, with whom she had grown up.

And when Aiwass finally succeeded in stopping her madness, defeating her...

but then he wept tears of pain while caressing the fragments on the necklace night and day.

The Defiant Flame Butterfly felt as if flames were igniting in her chest.

If it was harming herself, the Defiant Flame Butterfly wouldn’t be filled with such strong resentment and hatred—she was the Defiant Flame Butterfly, the Flame Butterfly that burned itself with fire.

But to harm Yulia, to harm Aiwass...

Especially, to make her hurt Aiwass herself.

That made the killing intent in her heart spread like fire, unstoppable ever since.

As Drost’s vitality gradually recovered, growing stronger, his consciousness gradually cleared.

The Defiant Flame Butterfly watched Drost, who reopened his eyes, slowly curl her lips into a somewhat cruel but blissfully happy smile:

“Pain...

is just right.

“I was in a lot of pain too.”

With the Defiant Flame Butterfly’s bell-like, clear laughter, the flames suddenly reversed again, turning into a sticky, dark red like blood.

The heat of the flames, even more scorching than before, clung to Drost like a festering wound and permeated his entire body in an instant.

And as the flames burned until Drost’s consciousness blurred again, they once again became white.

The pain dissipated like the tide, and his body regained sensation from the tingling warmth.

The agony would never numb his nerves, for with each instance, he would be restored to his healthiest state.

She didn’t even know her surname, let alone whether her parents were still alive.

Aiwass was like The Sun that had fallen to the bottom of the valley, destined to rise again someday.

Eventually, many people would surround him; she was neither the first nor would she be the last.

Yet Yulia was a bat that had lived at the bottom of the valley from birth.

She had only seen one kind of light, and that was The Sun’s own light.

However, in Yulia’s memory...

Aiwass was actually much more fragile than her.

He was afraid of pain, crying from a bumped head or hand.

He also feared bleeding; when he accidentally fell and scraped his knee, he would get so scared that he thought he was going to die.

Aiwass was not of insubstantial desires.

On the contrary, he was greedy...

it pained him every time he gave away things he liked to others.

He was also more cowardly than Yulia.

Yulia had never been afraid of the dark, but Aiwass always feared Darkness...

not ghosts, but the fear that someone within would kill him, just like his own parents had.

...And yet.

He was willing to hurt himself without mercy, feeding her his blood; he was willing to give things he liked to Yulia, who shared no blood relation; despite his cowardice, he pretended to be brave to try and protect Yulia.

So, Yulia played the role of the weak to be protected by Aiwass.

Because now, she was Aiwass’s “sister.”

But the Defiant Flame Butterfly was different.

She was a Magical Beast, a Phantom Demon.

An anomaly that should not exist.

She was a cruel and insane fire Phantom Demon who almost burnt Aiwass alive in this world, only coming to her senses at the last moment.

Now, to burn Drost over and over again a few times seemed reasonable...

However, when the Defiant Flame Butterfly was somewhat despondent, Aiwass suddenly said, “You’re quite kind.

“You only healed him twice before you completely killed him...

If it were me, I would have killed him at least ten times.

Truly, even the temperament of a Phantom Demon of Dedication could only be so bad.”

The Defiant Flame Butterfly lifted her head, staring blankly at Aiwass.

Aiwass gently touched her, quietly calling out, “Tired?

Come back and rest for a bit.”

Her mouth slowly curved into a smile, her body shattered, and she turned into a Flame Butterfly that slowly landed on Aiwass’s fingertip.

...It was not the gentleness meant for Yulia.

She could finally feel it distinctly.

It was the light that belonged only to her.

—Not until Drost turned to ash did the Defiant Flame Butterfly completely separate herself from Yulia.